Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1304 How to Comply with Violations: "Your Traditional Chinese Medicine Department Can't Do This!"

Ma Wanqi didn't understand anything else, but he understood the second half of the dialect sentence: he was anxious and upset because of Ma Wenying, which led to the problem.

He spoke in dialect:

"Yeah, you bet everyone thinks I'm living a glamorous life,"

He said in dialect:

"I'll write the prescription to you later, but more importantly, you need to calm your mind and try to think more positively about everything now."

Ma Wanqi remarked with emotion:

"You're right. I used to think I could do anything, but now I realize I can't deny I'm getting old."

Director Liao, who was standing to the side, said:
"You're only in your fifties, what are you talking about getting old for? I haven't even started to admit I'm old yet!"

"It's just a family matter. Once things are settled in Macau, Miss Ma will hear the news and naturally let her guard down. We're all family!"

Hearing Director Liao's words, Ma Wanqi nodded repeatedly and said:

"Yes, you're right!"

Director Liao said with a smile:

"So today's event is an opportunity that not only solves Miss Ma's problem but also helps you improve your health—a win-win situation!"

Fang Yan then wrote out the prescription, handed it to Ma Wanqi, and said to him:
"The prescription is right here. It's a classic prescription from the Golden Chamber. You can get the medicine from a Chinese medicine pharmacy or hospital when you get back to Haojiang."

"If you drink it for a week, the symptoms should improve."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wanqi took the prescription from Fang Yan, then beckoned to his assistant standing some distance away, instructing him to take out a wallet, pull out a thick wad of cash, and push it in front of Fang Yan.

"Dr. Fang, please accept this consultation fee."

Fang Yan smiled and pushed the money back:

“Mr. Ma, there’s no need for the consultation fee. You are Director Liao’s guest and Miss Ma’s father. The problem you’re seeing today isn’t anything serious, so please don’t be shy.”

Hearing Fang Yan say this, Ma Wanqi was stunned. He had heard that Fang Yan always accepted gifts when treating overseas Chinese businessmen, but today he didn't accept them when he came to him.

Director Liao, who was standing to the side, said to Ma Wanqi:
"Today, I'm not here as a doctor to examine you, but as Miss Ma's friend to give you a check-up. Besides, your condition is different from other overseas Chinese businessmen's. It's not some difficult or complicated illness; it's just a minor problem that can be cured with a couple of doses of medicine. So please don't be shy."

When Ma Wanqi heard what Director Liao said, he suddenly realized what was going on.

Then he put the money away and said:

"Thank you so much, Dr. Fang. If you ever come to Macau again, I will definitely treat you personally!"

Fang Yan quickly cupped his hands in greeting, saying that the future was uncertain and that having a local tyrant to protect him was much more worthwhile than accepting this money.

At this moment, Director Liao stood up and said:
"Alright, now that everything is arranged, and it's getting late, Mr. Ma, come with me to our usual spot to rest!"

"Some old friends want to see you tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Wanqi also stood up and said:

"It's time to go!"

Then he looked at Fang Yan and said:

"I'll have to trouble Dr. Fang with Wenying's situation. Please take good care of her!"

"If you need anything, send me a telegram anytime!"

After saying that, he handed over his contact information.

Fang Yan took the business card, nodded, and put it in his pocket.

Then the three of them went out together. Director Liao and Lao Ma got into the car and headed towards the West District. Lao Ma's visit this time was definitely not just to see his daughter; he also had some other things to take care of.

Fang Yan, along with An Dong, returned home.

Once home, Lao Hu immediately came over to Fang Yan, asking about the situation with an expression of a curious onlooker. Fang Yan briefly explained the situation, and Lao Hu stroked his chin, saying:

"That's interesting. It sounds like the higher-ups were involved from the very beginning when they came to the capital. Who exactly is Ma Wenying, the person they're marrying into? Why are the higher-ups interfering?"

Fang Yan shrugged and said:

"I really don't know... I haven't even asked about her name, and Ma Wenying herself didn't say either."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yan changed the subject and said:

“Yes, to make it easier for him to have daily check-ups, Director Liao is moving over to the villa area for experts at Peking Union Medical College Hospital across the street. I was thinking of having Lao Tao be his neighbor. You can stop booking the room for Lao Tao at the Yanjing Hotel.”

Old Hu had just heard that Fang Yan went to get Director Liao's medical check-up every day, but he didn't expect that Director Liao would actually move here because of this.

Moreover, they moved to the other side of the street, without making Fang Yan move; instead, they moved themselves. This leader is truly something else.

Actually, he could have easily gotten Fang Yan to move to his neighborhood with just a word, but his boss simply didn't want to cause Fang Yan any trouble.

Old Hu remarked that Director Liao really valued dialects!
This action was all taken into consideration for the dialect.

“No problem, the lease is due at the end of this month anyway. When is Director Liao moving in? I’d like to let Lao Tao know!” Lao Hu asked Fang Yan.

He said in dialect:

"It should be soon. I need to call Dean Cui right away to finalize this. Old Tao should arrange a villa for him. There are some vacant ones there anyway, so they can be neighbors."

Old Hu nodded, then asked with some concern:

"However... this place is full of experts, wouldn't that be breaking the rules?"

"Although it's fine for Director Liao to move in, what will the other leaders say when they see it?"

Fang Yan had certainly considered this matter, and he said:

"I'll use my TCM department qualifications to apply for a building. I'll apply for one in my name and give it to Director Liao. Old Tao is an expert in our TCM department, so he's also qualified to apply. That way, no one else will say anything to the outside world. Then I'll coordinate with Dean Cui on the same story."

"Furthermore, Director Liao is one of our own at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Can any other leader compare to that?"

Old Hu thought about it and felt there was nothing wrong with it, so he nodded and said no more. He really hadn't figured out how things were handled within the system in China. Sometimes the rules were very strict, and sometimes they were very lenient with people.

If someone says "it's alright" in a local dialect, then it definitely means "it's alright".

Fang Yan then called Cui Jingyi and told her what had happened.

Upon hearing the dialect, Cui Jingyi remarked:

"Hmm... Peking Union Medical College Hospital has clear regulations on housing allocation. Applications must be submitted according to procedures. Your proposed plan is feasible. The villa application will be made in the name of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but the materials must be complete. I will have the logistics department assist in filing them so that no one else can find anything to say."

"Director Liao has made great contributions to the development of our Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and his health is of great importance. As for Comrade Tao... your special talent program in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine also needs to be guaranteed. I have made a special approval for Comrade Tao's admission application, and it will be entered into his file tomorrow."

"Also, we'll say it publicly as a 'short-term seminar for international medical experts in Traditional Chinese Medicine,' and I'll explain if other leaders or units ask. You just need to focus on getting Director Liao's health in order!"

Hearing Cui Jingyi's well-organized arrangements, Fang Yan felt completely relieved and replied with a smile, "Thank you so much, Dean Cui! I'm relieved to hear you say that. I'll have my assistant send over the supplementary materials first thing tomorrow morning."

"No need to be so polite," Cui Jingyi's voice came through the receiver.

"Director Liao has always supported the development of our Peking Union Medical College Hospital, especially the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. His affairs are our affairs."

After speaking, Cui Jingyi paused, and then continued:

"There's something else I want to tell you."

Fang Yan was taken aback, then said:

"Of course, please just tell me, is there anything I can help you with?"

Cui Jingyi said:
"I think it's time to expand your TCM department. Keeping it so small and having only two people seeing patients every day isn't good. Also, your TCM outpatient building and inpatient building will be completed soon. What will you do then? A large number of TCM doctors have graduated from across the country recently. How about I send a letter to transfer some people over?"

P.S.: I still owe you 12000 words after finishing this chapter, and there will be more this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)