Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 794 Breaking the Mold to Save the Heart Opens a New Chapter, Breaking the Mold and Gaining Fame in Traditional Chinese Medicine (Two Chapters Combined)
Seeing that everyone seemed a little confused, Professor Liu Duzhou explained to them:
"I've actually discussed this dormitory assignment with other teachers, and putting them in the same dormitory is currently the optimal solution."

"These six individuals were outstanding in their original classes, performing exceptionally well and serving as core members. Bringing them together in one dormitory room can foster academic exchange and experience sharing, creating a healthy competitive atmosphere and thereby improving overall learning efficiency."

"The new teaching model involves in-depth lectures on seven major medical schools and clinical practice. The class operation needs to be close to the self-management model of the fifth year of university. The centralized management of outstanding students will also help everyone to cooperate with each other to complete learning tasks. At the same time, they can also serve as benchmarks to ensure the class's completion rate under the new teaching system."

"In addition, Fang Yan, as the class monitor, is not only an academic role model for the class, but also undertakes organizational and coordination work. He and the vice class monitor in his dormitory are all important members of the class. Arranging them together also facilitates direct communication and collaboration to efficiently execute various plans and tasks of the class."

"Finally, we're taking into account Fang Yan, because he might be frequently involved in foreign affairs later on. Bringing them together can reduce delays in information transmission and ensure that class affairs can still operate smoothly when he's absent."

After hearing his explanation of the above points, everyone finally understood what was going on.

No one had any objections to the subsequent allocation.

After assigning classes, Liu Duzhou asked the students in his class to prepare to move to their new dormitories.

They've stopped attending self-study sessions altogether.

I went with him to move dorm rooms.

Honestly, it's easy to move things now that no one's around. But if we wait until after evening self-study, it'll be hell. Old Liu has done a pretty humane job in this regard.

After finishing, everyone left the classroom and started get out of class on the spot.

Anyway, there's still a little while before evening self-study ends.

……

After moving into the new dormitory, everyone relaxed after making their beds and tidying up their belongings.

Meng Jimin and Fang Yan were bunk beds, with Meng Jimin on the lower bunk and Fang Yan on the upper bunk.

Actually, they're pretty much the same; neither of them usually sleeps here.

So it doesn't really matter who sleeps or how.

The dormitory is mainly used to store books and other things.

Only if special circumstances arise later will I be able to sleep here.

For example, if I need to work overtime at the "Secret Recipe Research Institute" until late at night, I'll sleep here so as not to disturb my family when I go home.

After packing his things, Meng Jimin said:
"Actually, if we didn't have morning and evening self-study sessions, probably not many people here would live in the dorms, right?"

Xiao Chengzhi said:
"It's just the two of you who aren't staying; everyone else will be staying."

"You two have the shortest commute. Everyone else takes at least 40 or 50 minutes, so it takes one or two hours round trip. Who can stand that?"

Cheng Baogui said:
"I'm from Tianjin! I can't take it anymore."

At this moment, Meng Jimin turned to Cheng Baogui and asked:
"By the way, I heard that your master Zhang Xichun was from Yanshan County, Hebei Province? How come you're from Tianjin?"

Cheng Baogui said:
“My master settled in Tianjin in 1928 and founded a correspondence school for traditional Chinese medicine. He stayed in Tianjin until he passed away there in 1933 due to a recurrence of heart disease.”

Upon hearing this, Meng Jimin suddenly realized what was going on.

Li Zhengji and Cheng Baogui slept in bunk beds, with Li Zhengji on the lower bunk and Cheng Baogui on the upper bunk.

At this moment, Li Zhengqi sat on his bed, placing books one by one under his pillow, and then asked Cheng Baogui a somewhat sharp question:
"Your master has heart disease? Then why didn't he cure himself?"

Cheng Baogui wasn't angry when he heard the question, nor did he say anything about a doctor not being able to heal himself. Instead, he said:

“I heard from my master that my master was dedicated to teaching and clinical work, and was very busy. He was in a state of exhaustion for a long time. In addition, he was already 73 years old at the time, and his heart attack was too sudden, so he could not be saved.”

Li Zhengji asked with some curiosity:

"When you saved him, did you use the rehydration solution he invented?"

Cheng Baogui shook his head and said:

"I don't know about that."

"And that was in 1933, while I was born in 1953, a difference of twenty years."

Li Zhengji nodded:

"Too……"

Fang Yan jumped down from the upper bunk at this moment, landing lightly without making a sound.

Apart from Meng Jimin, everyone else in the dormitory was stunned by this move.

We are all medical students who have studied medicine since elementary school, and we have all been exposed to martial arts to some extent, but most of us only stay at the stage of strengthening our bodies. Fang Yan has obviously surpassed them.

"Impressive skills!" Xiao Chengzhi gave Fang Yan a thumbs up.

The longer Xiao Chengzhi spends with Fang Yan, the less pretentious he becomes. Mainly because his air of superiority is still slightly lacking compared to Fang Yan and Li Zhengji.

Fang Yan cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said with a smile:

"Please excuse my poor performance."

At this moment, Li Zhengji, who was standing to the side, turned his gaze to Fang Yan and suddenly asked:
"Squad leader, can your special heart-saving soup be used to save heart patients?"

The dialect didn't correct his grammatical errors either, explaining:

"I have clearly written the efficacy of the Breakthrough Heart-Saving Decoction. It is mainly used to treat acute and critical illnesses such as heart failure and cardiogenic shock caused by various reasons, which belong to the category of yang deficiency and yin depletion."

"Its main function is to restore yang and rescue from collapse, and to replenish qi and consolidate the body. If a heart disease patient presents with extreme deficiency of yang qi, with symptoms such as cold extremities, cold sweat, weak breathing, and weak pulse, after accurate diagnosis by a professional TCM doctor, under strict control of indications and dosage, the use of Poge Jiuxin Tang may be considered for treatment."

"However, if a heart disease patient has other syndrome types, such as yin deficiency with fire excess or phlegm-heat stagnation, using the Poge Jiuxin Decoction may worsen the condition."

Li Zhengji nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Seeing his expression, Fang Yan asked:

"What, Lao Li, do you have a heart patient in your hands?"

Li Zhengji shook his head:

"The person is gone."

"..." The entire dormitory fell silent upon hearing this.

Fang Yan didn't know how to respond or change the subject for a moment.

At this moment, Li Zhengji took the initiative to speak:

“I once had a patient who couldn’t be saved because of me. Looking back now, if I had seen your prescription a month earlier, the person probably wouldn’t have died.”

Meng Jimin, who was standing to the side, said:
"This isn't entirely your fault; after all, how many people could have known beforehand?"

Li Zhengji said:
"But this prescription was actually distributed to major TCM hospitals several months ago. The TCM hospital where I work actually has this prescription."

"But they never thought of using it, even though you had already successfully saved someone with this formula at that time."

Everyone looked at Fang Yan.

He said in dialect:

"This is related to the promotion of aconite."

"Most doctors in hospitals who are older tend to be conservative in their research and always avoid using toxic herbs like aconite. If they don't cooperate, there's nothing I can do."

Li Zhengji nodded, and then he said:

"Therefore, I think we should start promoting it in schools so that everyone understands and dares to use it, so that they can use aconite and other prescriptions after they go out into the world."

Fang Yan never expected that today, during the dormitory assignment, she would actually run into Li Zhengji, who would take the initiative to talk about promoting aconite.

Although some hospitals have started using the "Breakthrough Heart-Saving Decoction," its effectiveness has not yet met the requirements of the local dialect.

Simply put, there are still too few users.

Everyone knows that Fang Yan cured Zhou Zhaoqin with the extraordinary heart-saving decoction, but its influence seems to be relatively small.

It means that it has not yet caused a large number of learning phenomena.

Of course, this is related to the age of TCM doctors in hospitals nowadays. They are all seasoned veterans, and they still maintain a very cautious attitude towards medicines that may have risks.

Even the dialect can be guessed that their principle is to avoid using it if possible, and even if they do use it, they will reduce the dosage of aconite. No matter how many times the dialect tells me that the dosage must be sufficient, either you tell me to use less, or I will not use it at all.

I've been quite busy lately and haven't even thought about dialects yet. I was just glad that someone was using it, so I shifted my attention elsewhere. Now, I never imagined that Li Zhengji would bring my attention back to this area.

She also told him about the situation he had encountered.

Fang Yan asked Li Zhengji:
"So...you have some ideas?"

Li Zhengji nodded, then looked around at everyone and said:

"I'm going to Xiyuan Hospital for clinical work tomorrow, and I'd like to see if I can check with the cardiovascular department to see if there are any patients who need this treatment."

Fang Yan was somewhat surprised:

"You're going to use the special heart-saving decoction tomorrow?"

Li Zhengji said:
"It might not be tomorrow, it could be next time, or the time after that."

"As long as the professor allows me to do it, and the patient needs it, I plan to write down the treatment process in detail and then share it with others."

Upon hearing this, Meng Jimin said:

"Then you might as well just find someone to film it. There are so many records written in the dialect, but I haven't seen anyone else just take them and use them."

He was very clear about the predicament that dialects were currently facing, he said:

"So far, you're the only one who's actively requested to use this formula."

Upon hearing Meng Jimin's words, Li Zhengji became interested and said:

"You just said... to film it?"

Meng Jimin said:
"Yes, that's right. Since written propaganda doesn't resonate, why not turn it into a video, or even a movie? Just tell the story of how you saved Zhou Zhaoqin last time. Maybe the Ministry of Health and the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office will support it. Plus, it can let more people know about the special heart-saving decoction. Older TCM doctors don't know how to use it, but young doctors are eager to treat patients and make a name for themselves!"

"..." Upon hearing this explanation, everyone turned to look at him.

Meng Jimin asked somewhat guiltily:

"What's wrong with you all? What does it mean that you're all not saying anything?"

At this moment, Fang Yan spoke to Meng Jimin:
"Genius!"

Fang Yan hadn't expected Meng Jimin to come up with this idea; it actually seemed quite promising. Fang Yan asked him:
"That's a good idea. When did you come up with it?"

Meng Jimin said:
"Didn't you say before that you wanted to promote traditional Chinese medicine by filming TV dramas in Hong Kong? Then I thought, if they can film it in Hong Kong, why can't we film it here? It's all about promotion, the principle is the same, right?"

Li Zhengji was dumbfounded. It seemed like he was the one who brought this up, so why did Fang Yan seem to have other plans?
Xiao Chengzhi also asked in surprise:

"No, you're planning to film a TV series in Hong Kong?"

Meng Jimin turned his head and said:

"That's a different matter and has nothing to do with this aconite."

After hearing this, Fang Yan thought for a moment and then said:

"Actually, there can be a relationship."

Since the goal is to promote it, aconite can certainly be included.

Now everyone in the dorm was intrigued and started asking Fang Yan questions. Since it wasn't a trade secret and the landing location was Hong Kong, Fang Yan told him about her previous experiences filming movies and TV series with Lao Hu, as well as her involvement with novels and magazines.

Upon hearing that Fang Yan had already begun collaborating with overseas Chinese businessmen and government officials to develop the overseas market for traditional Chinese medicine, everyone in the dormitory except Meng Jimin, who knew about it, was stunned.

Li Zhengji originally thought he could catch up with the dialect with this idea, but he didn't expect that the dialect had reached another level. He used to think that he had been abroad and that the dialect couldn't compare to him in this respect. But now, the dialect is not only practicing with foreigners, but has also started to prepare to do business and promote traditional Chinese medicine abroad.

Li Zhengji was a little confused.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who was a bit confused; the other four were also somewhat disorganized.

Previously, everyone thought that everyone was on the same starting line, or even if they weren't, the difference wouldn't be that great. But now it seems that's not the case at all.

If they hadn't been assigned to the same dormitory, they wouldn't have known that there was such a big difference between their dialect and the dialect.

Everyone was still in shock and hadn't recovered for a while. Only Meng Jimin spoke in dialect about the domestic film production.

"I happen to be meeting with leaders from Peking Union Medical College Hospital and the Ministry of Health tomorrow morning. You can talk to them about this."

"This matter might actually be resolved."

Fang Yan nodded:
“Playing this in major TCM universities can influence a lot of people.”

He knew all too well the publicity power a good movie could bring. After Leonardo DiCaprio's Shaolin Temple was filmed in his previous life, it sparked a kung fu craze in China for many years.

The Shaolin Temple also gained popularity because of this movie.

This is the power of the media.

Many people today don't really appreciate the power of this area. Even back in the 1990s, many people didn't take it seriously, but they were all being influenced.

This path is still a blue ocean with no one around, so the results will definitely be outstanding.

The dialect has been decided. Tomorrow, as Meng Jimin suggested, we'll talk to the leaders at the Ministry of Health and the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office about it.

……

Then the evening self-study sessions for the other classes ended, and Fang Yan and Meng Jimin, like other commuting students, headed outside.

Today, Lao Fan, Xiao Peng, Deng Nanxing, Zhang Yanchang, and Yang Jingxiang, who are also starting their commute, are preparing to move into the Xiehe staff compound.

This made Song Jianzhong extremely envious.

As he saw Fang Yan and the others to the door, he said:
"If I had met Brother Fang earlier, would I have received the same treatment?"

After considering the director of Peking Union Medical College Hospital's work style, everyone nodded:

"There should be!"

Song Jianzhong was now filled with regret. Why hadn't he learned the dialect sooner?
Watching Fang Yan and the others walk out of the school together, Song Jianzhong felt like crying. He had already found out that the snoring guys had all been assigned to the same dormitory room as him.

Tonight is destined to be a nightmare.

I'll probably be dozing off tomorrow.

……

The next day soon came.

Fang Yan didn't have class this morning, so the morning rounds were conducted at a leisurely pace.

The others finally got a good night's sleep, and Lao Fan was noticeably more energetic.

Zhang Yanchang, Yang Jingxiang, and Deng Nanxing also came to check on the patients.

Xiao Peng from the Chinese Materia Medica department was extremely envious that they didn't have to attend early morning self-study sessions.

If he didn't attend morning self-study either, he would definitely come over and stick with Liu Yu.

Now, after receiving treatment and conditioning in Fangyan, Liu Yu's physical condition has almost fully recovered.

Physically, he is no different from a normal person. His abdominal bloating and pain have disappeared, and his pulse in both hands has returned to normal and is clear.

We are now performing the final treatment to unblock the flow of qi and blood.

I believe he will be discharged from the hospital soon, and then Liu Yu will talk to him about other things. Xiao Peng is really looking forward to that day.

After finishing the morning rounds, Fang Yan went to find Chairman Li to inquire about the start time of today's donation ceremony.

Chairman Li glanced at his watch and said to Fang Yan:

"It starts at 10 a.m., there's still plenty of time."

"Dr. Fang, don't worry, we'll go together then."

Fang Yan nodded and agreed.

Upon hearing Chairman Li's schedule, Fang Yan understood that the leader would likely arrive around nine o'clock, at which point she could go and talk to them about promoting the movie.

Of course, his main purpose was to promote the "exceptional heart-saving soup," but he certainly couldn't say that to his superiors. He would have said it was to better publicize the story of Zhou Zhaoqin's treatment and let more people know what happened.

It would also be best to include a storyline about Zhou Zhaoqin receiving medical treatment in the United States, and to include Heimlich as well. We can just find a blond, blue-eyed foreigner to play the role.

All you need to do is offer this suggestion, and most likely, for the sake of publicity, the leaders of the Ministry of Health and the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office will agree. From their perspective, it's beneficial in every way.

The Ministry of Health has demonstrated that domestic medical technology has developed unique advantages in treating certain diseases, and can be considered a globally unique and successful TCM treatment plan.

The Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of the State Council can use this to promote stories about overseas Chinese businessmen returning to China for medical treatment.

Even the film industry would be very willing to shoot such transnational medical stories, preferably with some artistic embellishment to make the story more intricate and increase the audience's sense of immersion.

There are actually quite a few movies made in China based on real-life events.

The impact was actually quite good.

For example, stories about tunnel warfare and landmine warfare are all adapted from true stories.

This time, however, the story is based on a doctor named Fang Yan.

Taking advantage of the lunch break when she didn't have to go to school, Fang Yan went to find Lao Hu.

I inquired about the current progress.

Hu Daohu was surprised that Fang Yan had time to come today. When he heard what Fang Yan asked about, he asked his assistant to bring over the notebook recording his recent activities.

Hu Daohu opened the notebook and said to Fang Yan:

"The infrastructure team assigned to Chaoyang Dongba is already building at top speed. The construction in Changping is a little slower, but because it's smaller in scale, it's likely to be completed first."

"In addition, I have ordered two semi-automated production lines from abroad, which will enable the rapid production of plasters and pills."

He asked in dialect:

"Are there such things used to make traditional Chinese medicine abroad?"

Hu Daohu lowered his voice:

"Yes, Japan has them."

Fang Yan then realized:

"Oh, right, traditional Chinese medicine!"

I used to think that the dialect originated in the United States, but now it seems that I was trying to mislead people.

"Is it expensive?" Fang Yan asked.

Old Hu said with a smile:

“It’s not expensive. Based on your previous business plan, I first acquired a small traditional Chinese medicine company and then dismantled their production line. However, I can’t send it directly. I’ll go to Singapore first and then land in Tanggu.”

"Not even Hong Kong?" Fang Yan asked.

Old Hu shook his head and said:
“Japan strictly controls anything related to China. Their second-hand production line would be subject to control if it were shipped here, so I took precautions. Even the people in the companies that I acquired in Japan are all Americans.”

Fang Yan nodded, "Old Hu is quite reliable."

I guess he's been tricked by his family before, so he's especially careful in this regard.

"In addition, the company in Hong Kong is currently preparing to promote this."

"As the saying goes, 'An army marches on its stomach,' and the advertisements we produce first are our supplies."

"Although we haven't started distributing the products yet, I've already had people design advertisements and started placing them in various places."

"And this, I plan to start filming the TV series first. We'll use the script that Fang Chen already wrote. We'll start filming it first because their production cycle is a bit long. I hope that by the time we start distributing the products, the TV series will have already finished filming and be broadcast on TV."

Old Hu continued explaining his plan.

Fang Yan asked him:
"Your plan is to first create momentum through advertising and television, and then quickly open up the market after starting distribution through Tongrentang in Hong Kong."

"Yes, that's right!" Old Hu nodded.

Fang Yan thought for a moment and then asked:
"By the way, how's the negotiation going with the land next to Hong Kong?"

This is actually land in Shenzhen.

That area should be reformed and opened up; things will soon be different.

Old Hu said to the dialect:

"I contacted Director Liao, who is helping me with this matter. He said he would get back to me as soon as possible, but he hasn't replied yet."

“He’s coming here today, I’ll ask him.”

Fang Yan nodded, then started talking to Lao Hu about something else.

"I met a Yugoslavian at school named Milos Popovic..."

After recounting what had happened, Lao Hu also felt that this matter had potential, and he said:
"Whenever you have time, you can invite them to a gathering and a meal. I think we might be able to open up some channels with the high-level health departments of these countries, become friends with them first, and then give them a little something in return. That should be enough to win them over."

Fang Yan nodded; he actually thought so too.

Fang Yan then told Lao Hu about their plans to make a movie in the country.

Of course, the main reason was to see what he thought.

“That’s great! I think we should just make two versions, one for the domestic market and one for the international market. Since they’re both promoting traditional Chinese medicine, the domestic version can be a bit more aggressive, and the international version can focus more on the therapeutic effects and include some of our products.”

Fang Yan was speechless. He really is a business genius; he even thought of using this to sell goods.

However, it's not impossible. This way, if we add the fact that it earns foreign exchange for the country, the leaders will have another reason to agree.

At this moment, Huang Huijie offered a suggestion:
"And you can ask Lao Zhou and Zhou Zhaoqin to help promote it. Add some of Lao Zhou's family's patriotic history to their movie, and they will definitely be happy to promote it."

"They might even be happy to pay out of their own pocket to help with the publicity; that's their family tradition."

This is a win-win situation; everyone can benefit, and it's impossible for none of them to succeed.

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

I've gained 100 more monthly votes, but I still owe 4000, so after finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 56000 words.

There will be an extra chapter later!

(End of this chapter)