Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 699 Honorary Director of Traditional Chinese Medicine Department! I have no choice but to accept the position!

After leaving the clinic, Fang Yan went straight to the dean's office.

During the Chinese New Year period, the hospital is much quieter than usual.

Many departments are empty, with only a few doctors on duty and a few patients.

It's almost eleven o'clock now. The cafeteria announced this morning that meals will be served early every morning from the second to the seventh day of the Chinese New Year.

Because the chef on duty has to go home after cooking.

That's why Fangyan told Zhang Yanchang to finish cleaning and then go eat.

During the holidays, everyone has an indescribable sense of relaxation.

It's like you don't have to follow most of the usual rules.

Although everyone is actually at work, this sense of relaxation is always present.

It was like Fangyan went to the dean's office and found that the dean was actually listening to the Peking Opera "Xiao He Chasing Han Xin Under the Moon" and was clapping his legs while humming: "First go to Xianyang to be the king, then go to Xianyang..."

"Dean!" Fang Yan interrupted the dean with a shout.

"Hey, Fangyan is here!" The dean stood up and greeted Fangyan.

"Sorry to disturb you." Fang Yan walked into the office and said to the dean.

The dean waved his hand cheerfully:
"Oh, what kind of refined interest? I'm just humming a few words. I'm not as busy as you. Come on, sit down!"

After that, he skillfully took out a teacup and prepared to make a cup of tea for Fangyan. Halfway through, he stopped and asked:

"By the way, you came here because... you encountered a problem?"

"No." Fang Yan shook his head.

The dean asked:

"Have you finished reading it all?"

The dialect said:

"Yes, all five patients have been seen. Those who need to be hospitalized have been hospitalized, and those who need to get medicine have received medicine."

"And I also encountered that strange patient you mentioned."

The dean heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then, while making tea for Fangyan, he asked:
"The one with all the problems?"

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Yes, that's fox-madness, or Behcet's syndrome in Western medicine."

The dean frowned slightly, looking thoughtful, and said:

"Oh? Behcet's syndrome?"

Fang Yan knew at a glance that it must be the dean. He couldn't remember what the disease was, so he reminded him:

"If I remember correctly, it was Morbus Behet who officially named it at the Geneva International Dermatology Conference in 1947. Before that, Turkish dermatologist and venereal disease expert Hulusi Behet published a paper in the German dermatology weekly Dermatologische Wochenschrift in 1937, which first identified that the triad of oral ulcers, genital ulcers, and uveitis came from the same disease. It attracted the attention of the medical community in 1947 and was named after it. This is in a scientific journal."

"We have records of this disease in traditional Chinese medicine as early as the Eastern Han Dynasty."

After hearing this, the dean suddenly realized.

Behcet's syndrome is also known as Behcet's disease and Silk Road disease. Because the incidence of Behcet's disease is relatively high in countries and regions along the ancient Silk Road, it is called "Silk Road Disease". This name emphasizes the geographical distribution characteristics of the disease.

The dean gave Fangyan a thumbs up and praised him:
"As expected of a top scholar who scored full marks in five subjects, your memory is so good that it's enviable! You know everything about Chinese and Western medicine. I knew you would be able to help him."

He brought the brewed tea to Fangyan and said with a smile:
"Okay, you did a great job. I'll tell Director Liao about this later."

"He promised me that he would not treat you unfairly."

Fang Yan stood up, took the teacup with both hands, and said to the dean:
"Well, thank you, Dean."

The dean said with a smile:

"Well, we are all family, don't be polite!"

He looked at Fangyan and liked him more and more. If Fangyan was not too young, he even thought that Fangyan would be very suitable to take over his position in the future.

At this time, the dean heard someone outside shouting, "It's time for lunch!"

He just checked his watch:
"Yeah, it's already this late."

After that, he spoke to the dialect:

"It's almost time. You've already seen all the patients, so just go home."

Fangyan came here to ask questions, so of course he couldn't just leave like that.

Seeing that Fang Yan didn't move, the dean reacted and asked Fang Yan:

"Is there anything else?"

The dialect said:

"Oh, that's it... This morning, I heard some news about myself..."

"Huh?" The dean was startled and looked at Fang Yan curiously.

The dialect said:

"Someone said that you wanted me to be the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Union Hospital."

The dean was slightly stunned when he heard this, then burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, eh... I thought it was something else, you scared me."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of water and then said with a smile, "I did mention this matter to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine yesterday afternoon, but they didn't hear it all. It got distorted after being passed around."

Fangyan nodded:
"That's what I said. The messenger must have made a mistake. I'm just a temporary Chinese medicine practitioner. How could I possibly hold such an important position?"

The dean continued:

"But it's not entirely wrong. I do plan to arrange a position for you as the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department."

"Huh?" Fangyan frowned, not understanding what this meant.

The dean explained to him:

"We originally planned to tell you about this after the first month of the lunar year, but since you asked me about it now, I'll take this opportunity to tell you. Our hospital leaders have discussed it and decided that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Peking Union Medical College is mainly able to operate because of you, so you have to take on the role of director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Hearing this, Fangyan was about to open his mouth to talk about his college life, but he heard the dean wave his hand and say:

"But we also know that you have university studies to complete, so we added a prefix to the title of Director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine - honorary."

Honorary Director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department?

Fangyan was slightly stunned when he heard the name.

The dean continued:

"This is because of your influence and significant contribution to the development of the hospital, as well as your outstanding achievements in related fields. We made this decision after comprehensive consideration."

"As the honorary director, you will not participate in the daily management and administrative decision-making of the hospital, and you do not have to bear any responsibility. You can come to us in your spare time and use your experience and influence to provide guidance, suggestions and support for the development of the hospital. You can also play a role in the hospital's major events and external exchanges and cooperation, and enhance the hospital's reputation and status."

"Of course, because you are the honorary director of the TCM department, we will not appoint anyone else as director for the time being. At most, we will promote someone to the position of deputy director."

"Unless this person is really capable of matching you, we will keep this position for you forever. After all, college is only five years long. Once the five years are up and the word honorary is gone, you will be the real director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Peking Union Medical College."

"Besides, the two buildings of the hospital were also completed at that time. They were both named after you and your children. It would be perfect for you to come back and serve as the director at this time."

Fangyan really didn't expect that the dean would think so far.

He hasn't even gone to college yet, but he has already arranged his job after graduation.

The key point is that I don’t plan to study in college for five years.

This year, as long as Professor Yue Meizhong took the lead and asked Capital University of Chinese Medicine to open a graduate class, I would go and take the entrance exam.

This is the first batch of Chinese medicine graduate students in the country.

The initial academic system was set at two years, which was later extended to three years.

After writing and defending their graduation thesis, the first batch of Chinese medicine doctors will officially graduate on February 1981, 2.

In other words, in just over three years from now, I will graduate from school.

His current undergraduate degree is just a stepping stone for him to expand his network and enter graduate school.

In fact, most of this class of young experts who have studied medicine since childhood will give it a try when the graduate classes start this year.

But now, apart from the dialect, no one knows what will happen in the future.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with the dean's plan to plan for five years later.

Faced with the dean's kindness, Fang Yan thought about it for a moment and felt that this matter would actually bring him a lot of benefits.

There is just one embarrassing thing: I have become the honorary director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the Imperial Medical Bureau, but when I go to university, I still have to sit in the classroom to study. The teachers on the stage dare not teach me unless they are famous doctors.

Think about it, when a teacher is giving a lecture, he finds out that there is someone in the audience who is more famous than himself, has a higher status in the field of traditional Chinese medicine than himself, and is even higher than himself in terms of seniority.

And the textbook in his hand was compiled by this guy.

How does this work?

Unless you are a famous old professor or an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner and you don’t have secret recipes or special skills, there is no way for you to teach.

Before I even entered college, I started to challenge my college teachers.

But Fangyan changed his mind and felt that this was a good thing, after all, most of the people in this class were experts.

In addition, the school is one of the top universities of traditional Chinese medicine in the country, and many of the old professors are still alive. If we let the old professors teach, we should be able to keep the situation under control.

Of course, those younger teachers, such as Xie Chunrong, Zhao Qingkai, Chen Wenwei, Su Yue and others who are due to graduate this year, if they want to stay in school to teach, they will encounter students who are better than them.

They will have a headache then.

But this is not something I should worry about, but something they should worry about.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to serve as the honorary director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. It can even help to tie up with Union Medical College and gain more resources and connections.

Even let more people get closer to you.

That’s right, you have to agree to this!
"Hey, stop being dazed, how are you?" The dean's words at this time brought Fang Yan out of his thoughts.

Fang Yan came back to his senses and said to the dean:

"I'm sorry. I didn't expect to receive such an honor at such a young age. I'm really flattered. Thank you to the dean for your kindness and to the leaders of PUMC for their cultivation and attention!"

When the dean heard Fang Yan's words, he was delighted and confirmed with him:

"Then what do you mean?"

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"I am willing to serve as the honorary director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department!"

PS: The 6000-word basic chapter has been updated.

There will be more later.

(End of this chapter)