Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 896 A Chance Encounter: A Medical Mission at the Research Institute (Combined Chapter)
There is actually a shortcut from the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine to the secret formula research institute on the back mountain of the neighboring school.

However, few people walk this path, and it had been abandoned for a long time. Now, because of the restart, it has been renovated, and Fang Yan and He Puren took this path to the back mountain of the school.

There were checkpoints along the way, and they only let us pass after Fang Yan showed his identification.

This also impressed He Puren with the strict hierarchy of the place.

As expected of the "Secret Formula Research Institute," the security level alone is impressive.

When they arrived, Fang Yan discovered that the production line, which had been being tested yesterday, had already been completed and was now in trial production.

Fang Yan led He Puren on a tour of the place, but of course, this wasn't the main point. The main point was the underground area directly beneath the production workshop, which was still under construction.

After He Puren joined the company, he mainly worked here.

"Are you planning to move? I've already changed jobs, will living there have any issues?"

"No, I'm not the only one working there in my family."

After he finished speaking, he added:
"However, I would be happy to accept if they were willing to allocate me an apartment here."

Fang Yan said with a smile:

"Haha, okay, I'll go write you an application form. The research institute here should have housing available."

Previously, Meng Jimin was responsible for dealing with the local dialect at the construction site, but now it can be handed over to Professor He.

He became the first person to be formally employed by the Secret Formula Research Institute.

Yes, he was the first one; Meng Jimin did not officially join the company.

A leader who speaks in a dialect cannot be considered a newly hired employee.

He was already a member of the Secret Formula Research Institute when it was founded.

He is the core member; the secret formula research institute only has value because of him.

And now He Puren has become the first employee to join the company.

This place isn't completely finished yet, so He Puren can't work here. However, he can come here later to help with the progress and production. He can also study acupuncture with Elder Cheng and the others at the research institute.

After finishing his inspection, Fang Yan immediately took He Puren to Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

We found Lao Hu from the rehabilitation department.

Then I introduced He Puren to him.

Fang Yan introduced He Puren as having exceptional acupuncture skills, extensive clinical experience in Africa, and the fact that he had begun studying medicine at the age of fourteen. Lao Hu immediately understood and invited He Puren to become a shareholder.

This made He Puren feel a strong sense of need.

The attitude of my former employer is completely different from what it used to be.

Next, Lao Hu explained to He Puren in detail their various projects, including making movies, TV series, commercials, international collaborations, and international patent registrations.

Only after all these things were fully displayed did He Puren realize that he had underestimated Fang Yan and his people.

The projects they undertook were much larger and broader than they had imagined, and their collaborations had already extended to Hong Kong, Yugoslavia, and Central Europe.

Although it is only in its initial stage, it has already reached a considerable scale.

If it continues to develop, it will definitely have a very promising future.

When Lao Hu discovered that He Puren could also speak English, French, and even an African dialect, he was even happier.

This is practically an upgraded version of Chu Qiao Nan!

It's a pity that even if people in Africa have connections, they don't dare to sell their goods there.

No Money.

Moreover, it is unstable.

Of course, you can go if you want to make money; fortune favors the bold, right? If they can't pay you, you can just draw up a piece of land and do whatever you want in it.

However, he doesn't have that idea at the moment.

They chatted for a while longer and agreed to have dinner together at Fangyan's house that evening.

Then Fang Yan led He Puren to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department floor of the inpatient building.

He mainly wanted to see what the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Peking Union Medical College Hospital looked like now.

Then he saw the TCM department, which had now completely changed.

"The changes are incredible. The old TCM office was nothing compared to this. Now it's better than all the TCM hospitals in Beijing," He Puren remarked to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan said with a smile:

"However, the scale is not large enough yet."

He Puren said:
"That's enough. The people you treat here are not ordinary people. They are all difficult and complicated cases that cannot be handled abroad. So the scale does not need to be too large. The current scale is just right. If there are too many, you will not be able to manage them. After all, the core of Peking Union Medical College Hospital is still just you. Unless you can train some capable people."

"There are no plans to train them at the moment, but we will definitely need them later. Once our batch graduates, some of them should come here to work."

Fang Yan said to He Puren:
"There are actually quite a few highly skilled young TCM practitioners in this generation."

Upon hearing this, He Puren suddenly asked:

"I heard they're going to start a graduate program this year. Will you take the exam?"

Fang Yan was surprised that He Puren also knew about this news.

He nodded and said:

"of course."

Then, in dialect, he said:

"There will definitely be more young experts in the graduate program by then. Recruiting a group of them should be enough to fill the gap in the TCM doctor resources here."

This is how the dialect represents Peking Union Medical College Hospital's future plans.

The current Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Peking Union Medical College Hospital is still largely centered around him. If Peking Union Medical College Hospital wants to rise in the future, it will need to build a multi-core system, not only with the current experts, but also with experts from other places, such as people like Chu Qiaonan.

If they were willing to come to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Fang Yan would have essentially established the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the hospital.

Moreover, this place allows one to publish many influential things.

After all, the people who go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital are not ordinary people. They might just casually mention some medical policy issues in a chat, and someone will help them find a solution.

This is a classic case of being in a favorable position.

He Puren said to the dialect:

"No one should refuse a place like Peking Union Medical College Hospital, especially now that you've made such a great name for the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"You flatter me," Fang Yan said, bowing slightly.

The two chatted for a while longer, then He Puren asked Fang Yan:

"By the way, may I take a look at the medical records here?"

He Puren wanted to see how the dialects were used to treat these people; anything that could be praised must have some unique aspects.

Fang Yan nodded:
"Of course, I'll find you someone who was discharged from the hospital last month."

He Puren rubbed his hands together with a smile:

"OK."

Soon, Fang Yan found his medical record notes, which were currently on file at the hospital.

He Puren immediately took it out and started reading.

Fang Yan let him look at it, while he picked up the phone at the nurses' station to call his wife and tell her that there would be guests at home that evening.

Just as he finished the call, someone poked their head out of the hallway and looked at Fang Yan:

"Oh, Dr. Fang, you're back!"

Judging from the dialect, it was Lu Ziwu in the morning.

He spoke to the dialect with a happy expression:

"Our X-ray results are in, and you were absolutely right."

After saying that, he went back into the room, took out an X-ray film, jogged to the nurses' station, and said to Fang Yan:

"Look, there are no cysts on the lungs at all; it's a complete misdiagnosis."

After saying this, he put his hands together in a gesture of apology and said somewhat awkwardly:
"I really shouldn't have doubted your professionalism, I'm so sorry!"

Fang Yan looked at the X-ray, smiled at him, and said:

"It's alright, are you all relieved now?"

"I'm relieved, I'm relieved!" Lu Ziwu said.

After he finished speaking, he said somewhat nervously to Fang Yan:

"I'd like to invite you and your family to dinner at the Yanjing Hotel tonight as a way of apologizing. Please also invite the doctors from this morning!"

Fang Yan didn't have time to eat with him tonight; today was a dinner to welcome He Puren to the group.

No one else knows the significance of his credentials, but Fang Yan does—he's one of the first batch of National Masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

I'm still in the low point of my life, having just returned to China and not yet being given important responsibilities.

There couldn't be a better time to win them over, right?

It's like Liu Bei encountering Zhuge Liang in the early stages of the game; he basically got an S-level powerhouse for free.

Being nice to him now is like sending charcoal in snowy weather.

In this world, there are many people who add flowers to brocade, but few who offer charcoal in the snow.

A true connoisseur is even rarer.

Fang Yan said to Lu Ziwu:
"Let's get together next time, after your spouse is discharged from the hospital."

"I have friends to entertain tonight."

After speaking, he glanced at He Puren beside him.

Lu Ziwu immediately understood and nodded, saying:
"Okay then."

"Thank you so much, Dr. Fang! Your medical skills are truly amazing!" After saying that, he gave Fang Yan a thumbs up. He still found it hard to believe that Fang Yan could determine that the hospital in Hong Kong must have made a mistake just by taking his pulse. This was simply beyond his comprehension.

I truly admire their praise for dialects.

Fang Yan smiled at him and said:

"Hey, don't be so polite. Treating the sick and saving lives is my job."

"Thank you, Dr. Fang!" Lu Ziwu bowed to Fang Yan before returning to his ward.

After the person left, He Puren lowered his voice and asked:

"what's going on?"

Fang Yan also lowered his voice and said:

“He was misdiagnosed abroad, and the treatment involved taking antibiotics like it was food, which almost killed him. When I diagnosed him after he came back, he didn’t quite believe it and insisted on getting an X-ray to verify it.”

"And here it is, the verification results prove that the previous hospital did indeed have problems."

Hearing this, He Puren nodded:
"Antibiotic use is indeed somewhat rampant abroad..."

He revealed this in dialect:
“When we were in Africa, there was a French hospital where you would go in and be given a full course of antibiotics. They would treat you if you were sick and protect you if you weren’t. After taking the antibiotics, you would either get cured or be eliminated along with the virus.”

"Moreover, if this antibiotic is used too much, drug resistance will develop later."

"They might even come up with something that antibiotics can't handle, and that would be a real problem."

Upon hearing his reasoning, Fang Yan realized that this person also had a fairly good understanding of Western medicine.

However, the things he mentioned already exist, but they haven't spread widely yet.

After penicillin was discovered in 1928, bacteria resistant to penicillin were quickly found in clinical applications.

In 1940, before penicillin was put into clinical use, Staphylococcus aureus, which could produce penicillinase, had already been isolated. This was one of the earliest recognized drug-resistant bacteria.

In the late 20th and early 21st centuries, the spread of drug-resistant bacteria continued to expand, not only frequently appearing in hospitals, but also spreading in communities and other environments.

Drug-resistant bacteria such as vancomycin-resistant enterococci, extended-spectrum β-lactamase-producing Escherichia coli, and Klebsiella pneumoniae pose significant challenges to clinical treatment and have become a serious threat to global public health.

Then someone discovered that traditional Chinese medicine doesn't have this problem.

Even after using traditional Chinese medicine, the drug resistance of the virus can be weakened.

Foreign pharmaceutical companies have found that the multi-target intervention, immune regulation, and drug resistance reversal mechanisms of traditional Chinese medicine formulas have shown unique advantages in the field of combating drug-resistant bacteria.

Western medicine has discovered that Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) is becoming a key force in breaking the antibiotic resistance dilemma.

After all that, the cure for the mess created by Western medicine turned out to be traditional Chinese medicine.

After watching Fang Yan's treatment process for a while, He Puren found the methods used and the difficult cases encountered to be truly eye-opening.

The solutions based on dialects were also incredibly diverse, leaving him in awe.

"Are there any overseas Chinese businessmen going to the doctor tomorrow?" he asked in his dialect.

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Yes, we've only been watching for two days. There are quite a lot of people in this group, so we still have several days to go."

He Puren said to the dialect:

"How about I go with you tomorrow and get some training?"

Upon hearing this request, Fang Yan laughed heartily.
"Sure, but I won't be able to pick you up tomorrow."

"It's alright, I'll just take the bus earlier," He Puren said.

“Okay.” Fang Yan agreed. He Puren had also carried out national missions, so he had no objection to following Fang Yan.

It was almost time to leave, so Fang Yan went to check on Xiong Jing's daughter in several wards. She had gone to the toilet several times, and the swelling had subsided considerably.

Everyone else seemed to be doing well. Mrs. Huo told Fang Yan that the fund matter was basically settled now.

Now she feels that her physical recovery is progressing quickly, and with more energy, she is happy to help push this matter forward.

Representative Huo originally wanted to stay with her, but she called him out to speed up the process.

Fang Yan felt that this fund should be able to help him a lot.

Once this is promoted, those TCM practitioners who received funding and rewards might become prominent figures in their respective fields.

Fang Yan even wondered if he should contact those big shots he remembered now.

But then I thought about it, and interfering before someone has fully developed their skills might change their original life trajectory.

Some people may get better, while others may get worse.

This makes dialects somewhat complicated.

After all, people like He Puren who have grown up are still a minority.

More like Zhang Yanchang and Yang Jingxiang, they have certain abilities, but haven't yet reached their peak.

He could take Zhang Yanchang and Yang Jingxiang with him to help them with their studies.

Even other classmates could participate, but that's a minority.

So let them grow freely, and let the foundation provide some assistance.

After thinking it through, I stopped worrying about the dialect.

Then he took He Puren to his home.

When He Puren arrived at Fang Yan's courtyard house, he found it to be excessively spacious.

One of the rooms is almost the size of my own home.

Fang Yan is only twenty-two or twenty-three, while I am already fifty-two years old and haven't even made it this far. It's really a bit shameful to admit.

However, after hearing Lao Hu and Fang Yan describe their current careers, He Puren felt that a turning point in his life was about to arrive.

As far as he knows, dialects have also changed lives in a very short time.

That's how life changes; things can change completely overnight.

Fang Yan introduced He Puren to his family.

Telling them that these were distinguished guests to be entertained that evening still made He Puren feel somewhat flattered.

He could tell that Fang Yan valued him highly.

I had a very strong urge to help him.

He wondered why. Maybe it was because he knew how to repair needles, maybe it was because his selfless medical cases touched Fang Yan, or maybe it was because they got along well. Although there was a big age difference, the two of them could communicate without any problems.

This is a feeling that neither He Puren nor his family members had.

Oh, right, family!

He Puren slapped his forehead.

"Oh no! I forgot to leave a note home saying I won't be home for dinner tonight."

He said in dialect:

"It's alright, there's a telephone in the study, I'll take you there to make the call."

Then He Puren went to Fang Yan's study and saw Fang Yan's rich collection of books.

Then, to her surprise, Fang Yan told her that most of these books were gifts from Lu Donghua.

How could Lu Donghua, who is so skilled in martial arts, have such a large collection of books?
He Puren felt that his worldview had been completely shattered.

What does it mean to judge a book by its cover?
This is it!
Then he picked up the phone and called his wife's workplace.

After the call was connected, Fang Yan went outside.

At that moment, all three dogs and the cat in the house ran over.

Fang Yan rubbed their heads while listening to He Puren's conversation with his wife inside the room:
"Hey, me... um... I won't be home for dinner tonight."

"Yes, at a friend's house, in the Dongcheng District... opposite Xiehe Hospital."

"Hey, that dialect I told you about last time..."

"Yes, the one who got a perfect score on last year's exam."

"He helped me get a job today."

"Um... not our hospital, but the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Really, really..."

"It's their own business if they have opinions!"

“I didn’t yell at you… I meant… well, don’t worry about that, he spoke to a leader in the Ministry of Health.”

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Mmm, I'll drink less... Oh, I'll try my best..."

"Alright, that's their home phone number. I'll stop rambling now. I'll tell you the details when I get back later."

"It's over... um..."

Then He Puren came out from inside.

"What does your sister-in-law do?" Fang Yan asked He Puren while petting the cat.

He Puren looked at the cats and dogs surrounding the dialect and said:

"It's inside the hospital, in the Traditional Chinese Medicine gynecology department."

After he finished speaking, he started nibbling at the dogs, but none of the three dogs paid any attention to him.

Fang Yan said with a smile:

"Oh, so you and my family are in the same industry."

"Who?" He Puren looked up and asked curiously.

He said in dialect:

"My mom and my wife."

"However, my wife is pregnant now and has been transferred to the rehabilitation department. She only works half a day and rests at home in the afternoon to write."

Upon hearing the dialect spoken, He Puren remarked with emotion:

"You're so great! This big compound, the nice car, the fame, the connections—these are things most people can't compare to."

The dialect says:

"I was just lucky; I happened to have an opportunity to show my face in front of the leaders."

He Puren thought differently, and he said:

“I’ve reviewed your medical records; it’s not just luck.”

“There are many experts stronger than me; some people are just unlucky,” Fang Yan said.

The dialect refers to Li Ke, the old man.

However, He Puren had no idea that he was just being modest, so he smiled and shook his head, taking it as a way of speaking in dialect.

He also added a comment about the dialect: "Young in age, yet mature in character."

Success is indeed no accident.

……

Fang Yan then went to the kitchen to cook, while He Puren continued to review Fang Yan's medical records in the study.

After a while, Lao Hu arrived with his wife, bodyguards, and assistants.

Actually, he hadn't planned for Huang Huijie to come over, but when she heard that she was going to have dinner at Fang Yan's house, she took the initiative to come and even asked Lao Hu to buy some red wine from the Overseas Chinese Store.

Old Hu said that even though her family had red wine, she still wanted to buy more; what others have is theirs.

Today, as we welcome our new shareholders, we must be extravagant.
Old Hu thought it made sense, so he agreed.

I actually bought two bottles of red wine. Although they weren't as good as the ones Fang Yan had at home, they were still top-quality.

Upon arriving, He Puren couldn't concentrate on his book anymore and hurriedly left.

After a while, Fang Yan's apprentice also arrived.

He Puren was surprised to see Fang Yan teaching his apprentices while cooking in the kitchen. After An Dong and Zhao Zhengyi finished learning, Fang Yan asked them to briefly summarize what they had learned that day and explain their understanding.

These two kids actually said it out loud.

This person's talent is extraordinary.

Knowledge can be digested and memorized on the spot, and one can even express their expanded understanding.

He's a genius!
And surprisingly, two of these ingenious dialects were accepted.

After Fang Yan introduced them, He Puren realized that one of them was Fang Yan's nephew and the other was the child of a Russian scientist. Both of them were children from families with intelligent members.

He Puren felt that if he were to take on apprentices, he would have to learn from Fang Yan.

Just as he was admiring Fang Yan's apprentice, someone knocked on Fang Yan's door again.

Upon opening it, I was surprised to find it was from the president of Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

He didn't waste any words after entering the room, and went straight to Fang Yan:

"I just received a notice from the Ministry of Health that medical services for overseas Chinese businesspeople will be suspended for one day tomorrow."

"What's wrong, are you on holiday?" Fang Yan asked the dean curiously.

The dean said:

"No, I have a mission tomorrow. You'll be treating our organization's comrades at the hospital."

Fang Yan was taken aback and asked:

"Inside the hospital?"

The dean paused, looked around at the people, and then said:

"It's... a colleague from the research institute."

"Just be prepared, they're all chronic illnesses."

Fang Yan nodded, indicating that he must be someone engaged in secret scientific research.

he asked:
"Can I bring someone along?"

The dean said:

"Yes, but do not ask for the other party's detailed identity, do not ask for their detailed work information, and do not disclose the medical records to outsiders. Only keep the internal medical records and seal them away."

Fang Yan knew from the atmosphere that there was a key figure involved.

He nodded and responded earnestly:
"clear."

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

There will be an extra chapter later.

(End of this chapter)