Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 921 The Dean's Lunch: A Chinese Herbal Medicine Expert Recommends Himself (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

On the other side, the dean had already started making phone calls.

The person on the other end of the phone was probably a leader from the Ministry of Health. After hearing the hospital director's guess, their attitude was similar to what Fang Yan had imagined: they wouldn't give the goods, but they had to be polite.

On the surface, they seem carefree and cheerful, but behind the scenes, they do whatever they want.

As long as things don't escalate into a complete breakdown, it's fine.

After all, the exchange here wasn't the main task; they were just accompanying personnel who came with the Socialist Party.

After hanging up the phone, the dean said to Fang Yan:

"Alright, now that everyone's on the same page, we can do whatever we need to do tomorrow night."

"Mm." Fang Yan nodded. He had been standing to the side and had overheard what was being said on the phone.

After finishing this, Fang Yan thought for a moment and asked the dean:

"By the way, are there any overseas Chinese businesspeople seeing doctors tomorrow morning, which is a weekend?"

Fang Yan plans to reduce the number of people invited to the gathering tomorrow if she has a doctor's appointment tomorrow at noon.

If there are no doctor's appointments, then more people can be invited to a gathering in the afternoon.

Now that we have a fund, we can bring in potential stocks without having to distribute shares, like the people who came with us today.

Upon hearing this, the dean said:
"That's all. Tomorrow morning, Director Liao is taking overseas Chinese businessmen to organize an event, so the medical appointment will be postponed. After you come to check on the patients tomorrow morning, you can rest as usual. Tonight, I'll go with you to the Yanjing Hotel to 'fight the Japanese devils'."

"Okay." Fang Yan nodded. Then she could invite more people to the party when she went to school that afternoon.

After the dean finished speaking, he remembered that the patient with the dialect was still seeing a doctor earlier that day and asked:
"By the way, have all eight people finished watching today's episode?"

He said in dialect:

"I've finished reading it. That's why I came here to talk to you about this."

The dean said:

"The time it took for these eight people and four people was about the same!?"

The dialect explanation is as follows:
"These people didn't have acupuncture today, so it will be a little faster."

"I see," the dean said, suddenly realizing.

Then he said to the dialect:

"By the way, let your teacher and classmates have lunch at Peking Union Medical College Hospital today."

"I already asked the cafeteria to prepare a separate table for lunch. I happen to have some free time at noon, so I'll treat them to a meal."

Since the dean had extended the invitation, Fang Yan had no reason to refuse. However, she would not be going home for lunch and needed to inform her family.

Fang Yan glanced at his watch and said:

"Okay, I'll go tell them."

"You come too," the dean reminded Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded in agreement:
"it is good."

Fang Yan then bid farewell to the dean and returned to the outpatient building.

When they told everyone that the dean had invited them to lunch, Zhu Lina, Yuan Qingshan, and the others were flattered that the dean of Peking Union Medical College Hospital had invited them to lunch.

Although everyone knew that it was probably because of the dialect and the medicine, and that they were just collateral damage, they still felt very excited.

“We still have time. Let’s go to the inpatient building and see what patients we admitted today are like. Some of them should have already started taking their medication,” Fang Yan said to the group.

He paused after speaking, then looked at Yuan Qingshan:

"Also, Aoyama, I want to talk to you about some work-related matters."

Yuan Qingshan nodded:

"it is good!"

Fang Yan then tidied up the gifts he received that day, and then went to his wife's place to give her all the gifts.

I received so many gifts today, from eight people, including Xu Jian who donated the building, and others who gave red envelopes.

There's also Mr. Liu from Malaysia's bird's nest and Malaysian tinware tea set.

The box Lin Mou gave me, which I'd guess is jewelry, is still unopened.

A pair of watches given by Hong Kong businessman Yang Haosen.

Mr. Huang gave me a piece of Qinan oil.

A pair of Ming Dynasty rhinoceros horn cups given to me by Mr. Lian.

Mr. Tani's Hokkaido deep-sea rainbow abalone pearls.

Although each item may not seem like much, they add up to a lot.

Zhu Lin needs to bring his mother, He Huiru, with him before he can move back.

"I'll be having lunch with the hospital director at the hospital, so I won't be going back," Fang Yan said to his wife.

"Okay, sure," Zhu Lin agreed. Then Fang Yan led Fang Yaozhong and the others to the inpatient floor of the Traditional Chinese Medicine ward.

Sure enough, some people had already started drinking the medicine that the pharmacy had prepared.

Mr. Liu, a Malaysian Chinese, has finished taking a modified Gui Pi Tang combined with Shen Ling Bai Zhu San because he suffered from qi and blood deficiency after undergoing surgery for internal hemorrhoids.

I feel good now.

I'm lying in bed waiting for lunch.

In addition, Mr. Yang, who suffered from bone tuberculosis and paraplegia in Hong Kong, is currently taking a combination of the formulas for dispelling wind and dampness and tiger-strengthening powder. His family is massaging his legs.

Then there was Ms. Ying's husband, who suffered from kidney deficiency and prickly heat. After drinking Hejian Rehmannia Decoction and hearing the dialect, he said his back pain was gone.

Fang Yan said to him:
"Further observation is needed."

There's also Mrs. Huang, a Chinese expatriate in San Francisco, who was so angry that she went blind. She took a liver-soothing and meridian-clearing formula internally and applied indigo and phellodendron ointment externally. She just finished and is now lying in bed having a calm conversation with her husband.

It seems that although her eyes haven't recovered, her relationship with her husband has improved considerably.

When she saw Fang Yan arrive, she said that she hadn't given Fang Yan enough agarwood oil this time, and if Fang Yan found it useful, she would give him some more after she was discharged from the hospital.

Fang Yan smiled and told her to take good care of herself.

Apart from these few, the others haven't received their medicine yet.

However, they all went to say hello to Fang Yan as well.

It was almost time, so Fang Yan led everyone to the cafeteria for lunch.

The hospital director personally hosted us at noon, partly because of Fang Yan's reputation, and also because Fang Yaozhong was the vice president of Xiyuan Hospital.

At the dinner table, the dean expressed that Peking Union Medical College Hospital and the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine could cooperate well with the school in the future.

It can also become a place for doctors of traditional Chinese medicine from Peking Union Medical College Hospital to find employment.

The main reason is that I heard they are going to start a postgraduate program, and Peking Union Medical College Hospital will be very happy to accept graduates of the school who are pursuing a master's degree in Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In fact, most of the first batch of TCM graduate students were planned to be assigned to Xiyuan Hospital, Dongzhimen Hospital, Huaxia TCM Research Institute, or stay at the university. When Lao Fang heard the dean say this, he could only laugh it off.

He's not in charge of the allocation, so all he can do is laugh it off.

Then he said that the graduate program hasn't started yet, and he doesn't know what the next steps will be.

However, the dean wasn't worried; he was just letting it slip.

That's the purpose of today's meal.

It's about making a statement to let the school know.

After finishing the meal, Fang Yan didn't go home. Instead, he called everyone to get in the car and drove them to the school gate.

Fang Yan then went to the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine, while the others went to school.

After parking his car, Fang Yan went directly to his "secret formula research institute" through the back door. After passing through several checkpoints, he arrived at the production workshop.

The workers here have already gone to eat; only a few people are still on the production line, mainly because the materials haven't all been fed yet.

When they saw Fang Yan arrive, they all greeted him:
"Director Fang."

"lead……"

Fang Yan is now nominally the director of the secret recipe research institute here, on the same level as Old Cheng.

The upgrade was like taking a rocket.

There's no way to help someone earn foreign exchange; that's how awesome they are.

Fang Yan looked at the production records, shift handover records, and equipment maintenance records and found that they had started making the health products he had written for the China Academy of Engineering Physics.

Fang Yan is quite satisfied with this efficiency.

Lao He's management is quite good.

Just as Fang Yan was about to leave, she saw He Puren returning after finishing his meal.

Upon seeing the dialect, he immediately said:

"Oh, perfect timing! I have something to tell you..."

"What's wrong?" Fang Yan asked curiously.

He Puren said:
“Well… I have a colleague who’s also in Africa. He’s an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. When he heard that I hadn’t gone back to my previous job, he contacted me to inquire about it. After finding out that I was working here, he also wanted to come over…”

Fang Yan heard this and asked:

"Who is the expert in traditional Chinese medicine?"

He Puren said:
"You haven't heard of him? He used to be a professor who taught traditional Chinese medicine at the university."

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(End of this chapter)