Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1339 Going Home, New Mission (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
Fang Yan left Peking Union Medical College Hospital and headed home.

Director Feng from the neighborhood office was at the door at that moment. Upon seeing Fang Yan, she immediately greeted him:

"Dr. Fang, I haven't seen you for several days. Did you just get back?"

Upon hearing Director Feng's words, Fang Yan immediately responded, "Good morning, Director Feng. I just got back from the suburbs. I've been dealing with some epidemic-related matters there these past few days." Fang Yan stopped and smiled as she replied, straightening her clothes. Although she had changed her clothes, the faint smell of disinfectant still lingered on the fabric.

Director Feng's eyes lit up, and she took two steps forward, her tone filled with concern: "So that's what you were busy with! I was wondering why I hadn't seen you for several days. How is it? Is everything settled over there? Nothing serious happened, right?" As she spoke, she glanced behind Fang Yan, as if trying to see if anyone had come back with him.

"Don't worry, it's under control and hasn't spread into the city." Fang Yan said casually, not wanting his neighbors to worry too much. "We were just quarantined for a few days, and things are stable now."

Director Feng nodded, and Fang Yan said to her:
"I'm going home now, we'll talk later."

"Yes, yes, good!" Director Feng nodded repeatedly.

Fang Yan then returned home, where the first to greet him were his three dogs.

There weren't many people at home at the moment, so they took on the security work.

"Master is back!" Sophia was in the courtyard when she saw Fang Yan come in, and immediately greeted him.

The dialect responded:
"Hey, you're back!"

"Is everything alright at home?" Fang Yan asked her after saying that.

Sofia said:
"I'm fine! Don't worry. By the way, didn't Anton come back with you?"

He said in dialect:

"No, he won't be back for another two days."

Hearing the noise outside, another person came out of the room.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be her sister-in-law, Zhu Xian.

"Brother-in-law!" she greeted in dialect.

"It's not the weekend, why are you at home? Aren't you studying?" Fang Yan asked him as she walked towards the main hall.

The sister-in-law said to Fang Yan:

"Our journalism-related majors at Peking University are about to be merged into Renmin University. The higher-ups have issued a notice, and we are now attending classes and waiting for the specific time to be announced so that the original structure can be restored."

After she finished speaking, she paused and said:
"You were absolutely right." (See Chapter 347)
Fang Yan suddenly realized that he had indeed mentioned this before.

He said:
"Then stay home for now, it'll be good for you to keep your sister company... By the way, where's your sister?"

Fang Yan entered the main hall but did not see his wife.

"It's in the study next door," Zhu Xian said, pointing to the next room.

Fang Yan put down his things and went to the next room.

Lifting the curtain, I saw Zhu Lin already at the door, holding a feather duster in his hand.

"You're back!" she greeted Fang Yan.

Fang Yan quickly stepped forward, took the feather duster from Zhu Lin's hand and placed it behind the door, then ruffled her hair. "Why are you doing chores? Let Sophia do it."

Zhu Lin looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, and gently sniffed his clothes: "I smell disinfectant. Did you just come from the hospital? Is everything settled in the suburbs?"

As she spoke, she pulled Fang Yan into the house. On the desk lay an unfinished novel, the ink bottle cap not even tightened. After the last book was published, she was now preparing a new one.

"It's all settled. The news hasn't spread to the city. Old Master Yue and the others are recovering quite well." Fang Yan sat down next to her and continued:

"Old Hu just has a dry throat. He should rest there for a couple more days. I brought him some medicinal chickens from his farm. I'll stew them for you to help you recover."

"What's there to supplement? I'm fine," Zhu Lin said with a smile.

Then she asked:
"By the way, have you gone to see Sister Huang yet?"

Nodding in dialect:

"I saw her. I went to the inpatient department of Peking Union Medical College Hospital on my way back and saw her there. Her condition is quite good."

"I was just eating breakfast. I drank almost half a bowl of steamed egg custard. I'm feeling pretty energetic." Fang Yan gently tapped the edge of the desk and added:

"She was worried about Lao Hu, constantly asking why he didn't come back with me. I told her Lao Hu just had a dry throat from the wind, not scarlet fever, and gave him some Ophiopogon japonicus to make tea. I told him to rest there for a couple of days before coming back, so the back-and-forth wouldn't affect her pregnancy. Only then was she relieved," Zhu Lin said to Fang Yan.

"Your free clinic just happened to coincide with the pandemic. It's really hard to say. I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck..."

He said in dialect:

"Since we've gone to provide free medical consultations, we have to treat patients when they're sick and control epidemics when they occur. It's our duty."

Zhu Lin said:

“That’s true, but I’ve been worried about you these past few days. The other day, Mom told me that they’ve even set up checkpoints in the suburbs. I’m afraid something might happen to you inside. You deal with patients every day, brewing medicine and making consultations. You probably don’t even get a good night’s sleep.”

"Fortunately, I'm back safe and sound now."

Fang Yan smiled and said to Zhu Lin:
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I disinfect myself carefully after each contact with a patient, and I also carry the medicine pouch you sewed for me. The Atractylodes lancea and Artemisia argyi inside can ward off evil spirits and impurities. Plus, I have a foundation from practicing martial arts every day, so it's not that easy for anything to happen. Besides, I have Elder He and the comrades from the epidemic prevention team helping me out. I'm not carrying this burden alone."

After saying that, he turned to Zhu Lin and said:

"I haven't taken your pulse for several days, so I'll take it now."

Zhu Lin is nearing her due date, and the first thing Fang Yan did when he got home was to take her pulse.

There was a pulse pillow on the desk, which Zhu Lin picked up and placed on it.

Fang Yan put three fingers together and lightly placed them on the cun, guan, and chi positions on Zhu Lin's wrist.

At first, he felt that the pulse was calm and smooth, like a spring stream flowing gently. This was a sign that the pregnancy was stable, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Young people are just different from older mothers.

Then, he focused his attention and carefully examined the pulse. He pressed his thumb on the "cun" pulse to feel the fullness of the heart qi; his index finger on the "guan" pulse to explore the function of the spleen and stomach; and his ring finger lightly touched the "chi" pulse to pay attention to the stability of the kidney essence and fetal breathing.

"Keep your breathing even and don't be nervous," Fang Yan whispered, adjusting the pressure of his fingers slightly according to the rise and fall of the pulse. After a moment, he paused slightly, catching a subtle fluctuation. Although the pulse was generally steady, there was a faint trace of gentleness at the Guan pulse point, and although the Chi pulse was strong, it was slightly softer than when he took the pulse last time.

He switched hands to examine the patient again, comparing the results with the other hand. This time, his perception was clearer: the weak and slow pulse indicated a slight weakness in the spleen and stomach's digestive function, likely because his wife hadn't been home for the past few days and was somewhat distracted by his diet; while the gentle pulse at the cun position was a normal sign of the qi and blood gradually gathering in the fetus during late pregnancy, without any signs of weakness or floating.

"How was it?" Zhu Lin asked quickly when he saw that he had stopped.

Fang Yan smiled and nodded, saying:

"It's stable. It's just that your digestive system is a little slower than last time. I guess you haven't been eating well these past few days?"

“Sigh, with you not home, everyone seems to have lost their appetite. Plus, Sister Huang went to the hospital, so I haven’t been as particular about what I eat these past few days,” Zhu Lin said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan said:
"That won't do. I'll cook you a nice meal for lunch today."

I decided to stew the chicken I brought back.

Just then, the phone rang at home, startling Fang Yan and Zhu Lin.

Immediately, Fang Yan picked up the receiver:

"Hello, this is Fang Yan, who is this?"

"Director Fang, it's me, Gao Han!" The person on the other end of the phone was Director Liao's secretary.

Fang Yan was a little puzzled; it was just across the street, why was he calling?

"I just got home. I'll come see Director Liao in a bit. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked Gao Han.

"Director Liao and I are at the airport. A patient is returning later, and we'll need you to organize treatment at Peking Union Medical College Hospital," Gao Han said on the phone.

He asked in dialect:

"Is it that patient with idiopathic pulmonary interstitial fibrosis?"

Gao Han said:

"No, we only received the news at the last minute. This is a businessman who fell ill in Hong Kong and returned to China. He originally planned to return to China in the next few days, but his condition suddenly worsened and he was transferred from the hospital there."

"His family specifically requested that you treat him."

P.S.: That's all for today. Please come early tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)