Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1296 Two Lifetimes of Connection: He Shaoqi (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

That concludes the election of class committee members.

The class monitor is Zhu Bangxian.

Deputy Squad Leader: Tao Guangzheng.

Study Committee Members: Li Lun, Li Chunsheng.

Life Committee Members: Song Jianzhong and Wang Yuying.

Literary and artistic staff: Lin Xueling, Yu Zhenxuan.

Sports Committee Members: Chen Shih-kui, Lu Shou-kang.

Publicity Committee Members: Li Hui, Wang Xinglu.

Organizing Committee Members: Gao Duo, He Shaoqi.

Xu Jianqiang, who had originally planned to run for class monitor, didn't even get a position on the class committee.

This has put him in a very awkward position.

I feel like I've set my sights too high for the class monitor position. I haven't even figured out who my classmates are before I'm running for class committee.

Meng Jimin and Cheng Baogui, who were originally members of the class committee in the dialect class, did not participate in the election this time.

The main problem is that the dialect wasn't involved, so they didn't participate either.

Song Jianzhong was pushed into the position by Fang Yan's subtle hints; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen it.

Now that these things are settled, it's almost 4 PM.

The textbooks for graduate students won't be distributed until tomorrow, so our class advisor, Wang Yuchuan, announced that class was over.

Dinner was still at the research institute next door, but it wasn't time yet, so most people prepared to go back to their dormitories.

Only Fang Yan and a few others were still waiting outside the other classes. Class 2 and Class 3 also had their former classmates and people from Chu Qiaonan's class. Both classes hadn't finished class yet and were still counting the class committee members.

Unlike Fang Yan, in these two classes, Fang Yan heard that many of the class committee members were from his class.

Li Zhengji, Xiao Chengzhi, Zhang Yanchang, Lei Lian, Zhu Lina, Yuan Qingshan, and even the taciturn Wang Zhijun all became class committee members.

Now that there is no longer any regional dialect to suppress him, Li Zhengji has finally become the class monitor.

Xiao Chengzhi was in the same situation in Class 3. Being Deng Tietao's apprentice and Xiao Longyou's grandson, these two titles propelled him to great heights.

Some students in this class, like Fang Yan, came here to wait for their fellow villagers to get out of school.

He Shaoqi also came here to wait for his fellow Sichuanese, and he was also waiting for his fellow Sichuanese here.

The class that originally had only eighty students is now divided into three classes, with more than a hundred more students. Students who should have been together are now separated due to the butterfly effect of dialects.

It turns out that the old professor was quite respected; upon seeing him, the professor immediately greeted him.

"He Shaoqi, classmate!" Seeing the younger version of the old professor, Fang Yan wasn't quite used to addressing him that way, but He Shaoqi was different. Upon hearing Fang Yan's voice, he immediately greeted him with a smile:

"Hey, Brother Fang!"

After saying that, he greeted Meng Jimin:
"Senior Brother Meng!"

He also studied under Zhu Liangchun, but he did not learn from his master. Instead, he received his master's teachings and academic inheritance through correspondence, studying his master's notes and works, and listening to his master's lectures.

There's nothing wrong with him calling Meng Jimin "Senior Brother." In fact, he and Fang Yan are quite similar. The only difference is that Fang Yan calls Zhu Liangchun "Uncle," while he calls Zhu Liangchun "Master."

Fang Yan was still stunned when he heard the title "Brother Fang". In his previous life, he was used to hearing "Professor He" at school. Now, looking at He Shaoqi, who was in his twenties, wearing a faded blue cotton jacket and with sharp eyes, he felt a sense of time and space displacement. He smiled and nodded.

Meng Jimin pointed to Class Two and said, "So all of you fellow Sichuan natives are in Class Two?"

He Shaoqi said:
"The one I know well is in Class Two; we used to be apprentices at the medical clinic together."

Fang Yan nodded. He Shaoqi had been an apprentice at a medical clinic when he was young before he went to medical school, which laid a very solid foundation for him.

Fang Yan felt a surge of affection for this old professor who had taught him so much back in school. Having received considerable academic guidance from He Shaoqi in his past life, and seeing the young "old professor's" sharp and insightful demeanor in this life, he felt a strong urge to lend a hand. Moreover, He Shaoqi's talent certainly deserved to be honed. So, he took the initiative and asked:
"You've just arrived in Beijing, and this is your first time visiting the research institute. If there's anything you need help with, don't hesitate to tell me. Whether it's finding information, borrowing equipment, or any other difficulties, I can help coordinate."

Upon hearing this, He Shaoqi's eyes lit up. Without the slightest hesitation, he took half a step forward, his voice tinged with urgency:

"Brother Fang, since you put it that way, I won't stand on ceremony. There is something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Fang Yan glanced at Meng Jimin beside him, then said to He Shaoqi:
"Haha, you're one of us, so just say it."

He Shaoqi had only recently learned of Fang Yan's relationship with Zhu Liangchun, and it wouldn't be wrong to call them acquaintances. He also felt a certain affinity for Fang Yan, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, then I'll speak... Actually, when I was practicing medicine in Sichuan before I came here, I figured out a few prescriptions for treating spleen and stomach diseases. They were all based on the experience of Master Pu's disciples and my own clinical trials. Two of the prescriptions seem to have some effect on stubborn abdominal distension and atrophic gastritis, but I haven't had the opportunity to systematically verify them. I heard that you have your own research institute and can also connect with factories to do technology transfer. I would like to ask if I can come to your place to learn?"

Fang Yan was taken aback. Entering the research institute?

Seeing Fang Yan's expression, He Shaoqi immediately said:
"Of course, I don't need to be on the official payroll. I just want to learn how to conduct pharmacological experiments from the teachers at the research institute, and see how to make the effective ingredients and indications of the formula clearer. If it really works, I also want to try to promote it and help more people get treatment."

"I want to study even without getting paid!"

As he spoke, he pulled a worn-out leather notebook from his canvas bag, opened it, and showed it to Fang Yan: "Look, this is the medical record I kept. These patients were all cured using this prescription. I wrote down the symptoms, tongue coating, and pulse in detail, but it lacks laboratory data to support it. I know the research institute has strict rules. If I go in, I will definitely abide by the rules. Besides doing my own research, I can also help organize ancient books and copy medical records. I will never cause any trouble."

He said this because he was afraid people would dislike his dialect.

Fang Yan was stunned because she didn't expect him to be so enthusiastic. She had originally wanted to recruit him into the research institute, but he just walked right into her life, and he didn't even want a salary.

Fang Yan took the notebook and looked at it. The handwriting on the notebook was neat and strong, and every page was densely filled with writing. The key symptoms were circled in red pen, and the medication was noted in blue pen. There was even a hand-drawn diagram of the tongue coating. It was clear that a lot of effort had been put into it.

Fang Yan said to him:
"Of course, no problem. You can also ask around in our class and the class next door to see who else wants to go. The graduate program doesn't have many courses, so you can go whenever you have free time."

Hearing this, He Shaoqi's eyes lit up even more.

P.S.: I still owe you 20000 words after finishing this chapter.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)