Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1310 The Butterfly Effect: Everyone's Trying to Get In Through the Back Door (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
Fang Yan is currently replying to Cui Jingyi about the situation.

"Five out of six people passed. I thought you only passed one person!" Cui Jingyi was somewhat taken aback when she heard Fang Yan's report.

In her understanding, dialects should have very high requirements.

Unexpectedly, the pass rate was surprisingly high.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. After you sent the letter, only six people came at once. If we really followed my standards, we'd be lucky if even one person stayed today," Fang Yan said, spreading his hands.

He paused and continued:
"Our current goal is to first establish a stable routine outpatient service at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. As long as we can handle common illnesses, I can let them stay for now, and then we can gradually select the elites later."

Cui Jingyi considered for a moment and said:

“Alright, you’re the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, so you’ll have to make the final decision. I was thinking that if this group of people doesn’t work out, I’ll send letters to find people from even more distant places.”

Dialectal wave:
"Well, let's focus on practical goals for now."

Cui Jingyi asked curiously:

"What happened to the person who was eliminated?"

He said in dialect:

"That... he was so focused on combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine that he almost caused a major medical accident."

"Huh? What's going on?" Cui Jingyi asked, somewhat surprised.

Fang Yan then recounted the whole story to Cui Jingyi. Although Cui Jingyi didn't understand the details, she grasped the consequences Fang Yan was referring to.

She said, still somewhat shaken:

"That person definitely cannot be allowed to live!"

"I need to send a reminder to their school. If this is an isolated incident, that's fine. But if other students are experiencing the same thing, then there's a problem with their teaching!"

Fang Yan thought about it and realized that this was a matter of life and death, and he should indeed remind the school about it. He nodded and said:
"Yeah, that's okay!"

As for how the school will handle Pu Shijie after hearing this, Fang Yan has no say in that.

After arranging things here, Fang Yan went to class in the afternoon.

Next, the news that five new resident TCM doctors had joined the TCM department at the hospital has already spread to other departments, which is unprecedented.

Previously, the TCM department at Peking Union Medical College Hospital had only part-time staff, all of whom were students carefully selected based on their dialects.

These people are not even classmates with different dialects, nor are they even from the Capital University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. This is quite a novelty, and some curious people have started to inquire about it.

The salary and benefits at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Peking Union Medical College Hospital are definitely the best at the hospital right now, and many people want to get in. The fact that they've started recruiting now is a new signal.

As everyone has seen, the TCM outpatient and inpatient buildings at Peking Union Medical College Hospital are nearing completion. The next step will be the installation of equipment and decorations, which should be finished by the end of the year.

In other words, there will definitely be an expansion of enrollment in the future.

Some people have already considered it, especially those who studied traditional Chinese medicine during the period of learning from the West. Does this mean they also have a chance?

There's no way around it; the pay and benefits in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department are just too good to pass up, as everyone can see.

Instead of processing the issues within their own hospital, they're recruiting from outside. Doesn't that discourage their own staff?
Some people have already thought of going to talk to Cui Jingyi about it.

Since there's no chance of promotion in the Western medicine department anyway, it's better to make some money in the traditional Chinese medicine department. When the next wave of overseas Chinese businessmen arrives, that will be their opportunity.

Even if we take a step back and assume that overseas Chinese businessmen don't come anymore, working in the new building of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department would be much better than it is now.

Neither Cui Jingyi nor Fang Yan expected that their actions would provoke a reaction from some people within Xiehe Hospital.

For the next few days, not only Cui Jingyi, but also Fang Yan, received many staff members from Xiehe and other departments every day.

Without exception, everyone who came wanted to transfer to another department, and some of the doctors were even Zhu Lin's former classmates or friends.

Several days have passed, and people are still coming to the door.

Fang Yan had just finished school that day when he got home and saw that one of his wife's former classmates had come over, carrying two bottles of Moutai and two boxes of pastries.

This person's name is Zhang Jun. Fang Yan and his wife came to their wedding.

Fang Yan didn't know which department he was in. "Brother Fang Yan, we've been waiting for you to come back!" Zhang Jun quickly came up to greet him and patted Fang Yan's arm warmly. "I've been chatting with Zhu Lin for a long time. She said you've been so busy lately, managing the hospital and studying at the same time."

Zhu Lin, heavily pregnant, glanced helplessly at Zhang Jun:
"You too, why did you bring so much stuff?"

She's been receiving so many classmates and friends these past few days that she's gotten tired of it. People come every day, and every day it's the same thing.

"Hey, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Besides, I have something I'd like to ask Brother Fang Yan for advice on." Zhang Jun said, gesturing for Fang Yan to sit on the sofa before sitting down himself. His eyes unconsciously swept over the certificates, awards, and ancient paintings hanging on the living room wall, his tone slightly tentative:

"I heard that the Traditional Chinese Medicine department recently hired several new people? And they were all recruited from outside?"

Fang Yan picked up the water glass on the coffee table, took a sip, and nodded:
"Yes, we've recruited five people to take on the daily medical duties."

Zhang Jun immediately chimed in, leaning forward slightly:

"Brother, to be honest, I've been thinking about switching departments lately. You see, I've been working in pediatrics for almost a year, dealing with crying kids every day, and the salary is so low. It's not even as good as many of you nurses. The new building for the Traditional Chinese Medicine department is almost finished, who isn't envious?"

He paused and added:
"Besides, I've studied traditional Chinese medicine, and I've learned the ropes of pulse diagnosis and prescription writing. Last year, my father had high blood pressure, and I prescribed him a Tianma Gouteng Decoction. After drinking it for half a month, his blood pressure stabilized. This shows that I do have some basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, right?"

dialect:"……"

Zhang Jun is really outspoken!

Fang Yan asked him:
"Brother Zhang, you said you prescribed Tianma Gouteng Decoction for the old man. Let me ask you, besides high blood pressure, did the old man have any other symptoms at that time? For example, did he feel nauseous when he was dizzy? How did he sleep at night? What did his tongue coating and pulse look like?"

Zhang Jun was taken aback, clearly not expecting Fang Yan to ask such detailed questions. He scratched his head and said somewhat vaguely, "The symptoms... are just dizziness, but I slept okay at night. I didn't look at the tongue coating carefully, and the pulse... seems a bit fast? I remember that Tianma Gouteng Decoction is for treating high blood pressure, so I prescribed it."

“That’s where the problem lies,” Fang Yan said.

“Brother Zhang, you said you studied traditional Chinese medicine, but do you know that Tianma Gouteng Decoction is for liver yang hyperactivity syndrome? Typical symptoms are dizziness and headache, flushed face and red eyes, irritability and anger, and the pulse should be wiry and rapid. If the old man's dizziness is accompanied by nausea and a white and greasy tongue coating, it may be due to phlegm and dampness obstruction. Using this prescription will not only be ineffective, but will also aggravate the phlegm and dampness. If the pulse is deep and thready, it may be due to kidney essence deficiency. You should use a yin-nourishing prescription like Qiju Dihuang Pill. Traditional Chinese medicine treatment is never about ‘prescribing the disease’, but about ‘treating according to syndrome differentiation’.”

Zhang Jun's face slowly flushed red, and his hand holding the teacup tightened: "I... I just thought I'd give it a try, I didn't expect there to be so many intricacies."

Fang Yan sighed and said to Zhang Jun:

“Brother Zhang, I know you all see an opportunity and want to give it a try, but the people the TCM department is recruiting now, even if they are to treat common diseases, must first have a solid foundation in ‘syndrome differentiation’.”

“You have extensive experience in pediatrics, but your foundation in traditional Chinese medicine is not solid enough. If you switch over now, you will easily make mistakes when you encounter complex cases. For example, there was a new doctor who almost used Ephedra Decoction to treat a patient with hypertension because he did not make a clear diagnosis. That could have been fatal.”

"Then...then I won't have a chance?" Zhang Jun asked.

"The opportunity isn't nonexistent, but we have to take it one step at a time," Fang Yan said, softening his tone.

“If you can understand the basic formulas and symptoms in the Treatise on Febrile Diseases and the Synopsis of Prescriptions of the Golden Chamber, and be able to make independent diagnosis without making fundamental mistakes, then come and talk to me about switching specialties. I would definitely welcome you. You are still young and have a solid foundation, so you will definitely learn quickly.”

After saying that, he pointed to the paper bag next to Zhang Jun's feet:
"As for these things, you have to take them back. We're friends, and if we do these things because of the transfer, it will only make us more distant. Study hard, and if you can really build a solid foundation in traditional Chinese medicine, that will be better than giving you anything."

Zhang Jun opened his mouth and looked at Zhu Lin, meaning he wanted his old classmate to put in a good word for him.

Zhu Lin turned her head to one side and refused to look at him.

Zhang Jun had no choice but to stand up, carrying his things: "Brother, I was too hasty. Thank you for telling me the truth. I'll go back and study hard. I'll come find you again once I've figured out dialectics!"

After seeing Zhang Jun off, Zhu Lin leaned against Fang Yan and smiled helplessly: "Have you memorized all the ways you reject people lately?"

Fang Yan rubbed his temples and smiled helplessly: "They're all your classmates and friends, so I really can't say anything. But these people are getting more and more shameless; now they're even blatantly lying..."

Zhu Lin said:

"How about we put up a sign at the door saying 'No visitors allowed'? That way we won't have people coming all the time."

Just as I finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.

There was also a young woman's shout:

"Linlin! Linlin!"

The dialect is both funny and exasperating:

"Oh no! Another one has come!"

P.S.: I still owe you 6000 words after finishing this chapter.

(End of this chapter)