The next day, porridge and meat buns were being cooked in the temporary canteen of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The aroma still floated to the Union Medical College Hospital, making me gnash my teeth again.
Dean Shen was still chewing on the blackened steamed buns and a handful of moldy dried vegetables while patrolling with a smile on his face.
"Ah, why did you only eat two meat buns? Get a few more."
"What do you mean we waste food? We are responding to the call of the central government to set up collective canteens, work together and eat together."
"Well, the porridge smells so good today. Huh? I don't eat it. I just like to eat steamed buns to lose weight."
As Dean Shen walked away, he was bragging to the staff of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, hoping to make the people at the Union Medical College Hospital across the street angry to death.
As a result, today's "intentional provocation" did not receive the expected scolding. I saw Dean Tu of Union Hospital also chewing on a pancake made of unknown materials, whether black or yellow, smiling happily. Came over.
"Hey, Lao Shen, are you eating?"
"Ah, I'm eating. I've been eating too greasy these days. I'm not asking the canteen to change the taste and eat white rice porridge and meat buns instead."
The butcher director swallowed as he smelled the aroma of the meat buns. Normally he would have walked away, but today he was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic, and the smile on his face did not change.
Dean Shen became more vigilant. They were all old friends, and they knew each other too well that they must not be holding back anything good.
Sure enough, Dean Butcher's smile gradually turned into a look of disdain and sarcasm:
"Yes, you eat really well. These days you eat porridge, white flour steamed buns, and even rice. It's not bad. It's a pity. What's the use of eating to make your intestines fat and your brain full?
The skills of our doctors cannot be learned through eating, but must be learned through real skills and clever minds. Old Shen, how many patients have you had in the past few days? What is the cure rate? What is the mortality rate?
Oh, I heard that the number of patients in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is only one-third of ours, and the cure rate is even pitifully low. And I also heard that 12 patients died in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital yesterday. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this TCM doctor is nothing more than that. Well.
Our total number of patients is three times that of yours, but only 4 died yesterday. Look, what is the gap? This shows that your traditional Chinese medicine is not only inefficient, but also has poor curative effect. Compared with our Western medicine, you are really not worthy of carrying your shoes~~~"
When Dean Tu said this, all the smiling staff at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital put down their bowls and chopsticks, and their faces became embarrassed and serious.
Dean Shen was even more angry, and the breath coming out of his nose was like a cow.
Dean Tu glanced at Dean Shen from the corner of his eyes and curled his lips, feeling that he finally breathed a sigh of relief, so he said to the Xiehe employees:
"A few days ago, there were employees scolding me, saying that our Union Medical College Hospital is incompetent and can't even compare to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital for stuttering. Now let's see, what's the use of eating well? We only want to enjoy it, but the business is a mess.< br>
Let's look at the hard and simple work style of our Union Hospital. Under such difficult circumstances, we serve the people hungry. We always keep the people's health at heart and serve the people wholeheartedly.
Now that there are so many statistical data before us, it not only represents the advancement of our Western medicine, but also represents that our Union Hospital has not forgotten its original intention. We don’t need big fish and meat, but we can still maintain superb medical technology, right? ”
“Yes~~~~”
All the staff at Union Hospital stood up excitedly.
They had had enough of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital showing off in the past few days, and now they finally let out a bad breath.
"If you know how to eat, you must also know how to work!"
"That's it, I can't do anything, but I am the first to eat!"
"From now on, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital may be renamed as a Chinese restaurant. Anyway, you like to eat!"
"Hahaha~~~"
Wave after wave of sarcasm from Xiehe was thrown into the crowd of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, which made all the staff of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital red-eyed, and even the family members of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital felt embarrassed.
Medicine is a very realistic industry that does not ask about the experience, but only focuses on the results.
The result is that if you are cured, you will be a cow;
If you can't cure it, you just have poor skills, and there is no excuse at all.
Lin Sanqi looked at the frustration of many employees of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and then looked at the red face of Dean Shen, and knew that her chance had finally come. After being so stimulated by Union Hospital, the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital must have a secret weapon.
This weapon is the secret recipe of the Lin family - ibuprofen prescription, amoxicillin prescription, Tamiflu prescription, Sufuda prescription...
Sure enough, Dean Shen's face is white with red, red with black, black, green, blue, purple, pink, and so beautiful~~~
It's just short of becoming Gongting Yuye Wine.
"Lao Ji, please immediately notify the middle-level cadres to hold an emergency meeting. Let's also show our colleagues at Union Medical College Hospital what traditional medicine is capable of, so as not to be laughed at by these devils!"
When Vice President Ji heard this, he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and went to inform people angrily.
In the bet between the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and Union Medical College Hospital, the Health Bureau acts as the intermediary referee. Although there is no material loss in winning or losing, the loser will be embarrassed in front of the whole city, and even the whole country. Especially when it comes to the dispute between Chinese and Western medicine, there may not be anyone behind it to add fuel to the flames, so the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital cannot afford to lose.
Regardless of whether Director Shen admits it or not, there are more than ten Western medicine hospitals, large and small, in the capital alone, and there is only one Chinese medicine hospital. From this ratio, it can be seen that the country still recognizes Western medicine.
As a representative of the old forces, the pressure on the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine can be imagined.
Lin Sanqi is only at the department level and is not qualified to participate in mid-level meetings of the hospital. That is a matter for cadres at division level or above.
But this did not hinder Lin Sanqi's good mood, humming Cantonese music and walking towards the dormitory with her hands behind her back.
"Selling lychees~~~ I am surrounded by a red quilt with flowers and thin brocade jade balls. The mouth is sweet and the fragrance on the teeth and cheeks is rare in the world~~~"
Pan Ye was helping the old men wash their clothes, and was a little surprised to see her boyfriend Le Dian Dian back:
"Hey, Doctor Xiaolin, what's the happy event today?"
"Xiao Yezi is washing clothes, haha, work hard, my brother will treat you to KFC chicken tomorrow. As for me, of course there is a happy event, and I can make a fortune."
Pan Ye was used to her boyfriend's nagging and continued to immerse herself in washing clothes.
Two hours later, Lin Sanqi was treating patients in the clinic when he suddenly received a notice from the hospital office, asking him to go to the dean's office immediately.
Dean Shen and Vice Dean Ji were already waiting. Seeing Lin Sanqi come in, Dean Shen couldn't wait to say:
"Xiao Qi, we just had a meeting and everyone has unified their thoughts and decided to adopt the method of drug replacement that you proposed. We provide the medicinal materials and you provide the secret medicine. How about it? Do you have the confidence to defeat Xiehe?"
Lin Sanqi slapped her chest and said with arrogance:
"Please rest assured, President Shen and Vice President Ji, I can issue a military order here to ensure that the Union Hospital will be beaten to a pulp. They can even take out rubbish drugs like metamizole and amantadine, so I will show them Look what black technology is crushing.”
Dean Shen was also surprised by Lin Sanqi's nagging and didn't think much about it:
"Okay, what I need is your confidence. In this way, I have allocated the first batch of medicinal materials from the main hospital. I have also placed orders for the subsequent medicinal materials based on the list you gave me. Do you have any other requirements? ? Say it all in one go. ”
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that if he wanted to defeat Xiehe, he would definitely not be able to rely on his work efficiency alone. How many patients could he see in a day?
All employees of the hospital must be mobilized.
There are two issues involved here. One is to provide influenza training to all doctors participating in the outpatient clinic, so that they can be transferred to the West.
Another thing is that it would be too late for Pan Ye to unpack and install the flu medicine alone, so he had to find a way.
As for how to think of a solution, Lin Sanqi thought about how he organized a "medicine decoction team" in Qin County. Facts have proved that it is not only efficient, but also strictly confidential.
As for traditional Chinese medicine, of course the more mysterious it is, the more people believe it, and Lin Sanqi also follows the same example.
"Dean Shen, you immediately organize a team of 100 people from the staff, oh, family members who have some medical knowledge, and then set up 100 earthen stoves in the yard and prepare 100 earthen pots."
Dean Shen blinked, obviously not understanding what Lin Sanqi was doing.
"Why do you need so many people? Making soup or medicine together?"
Lin Sanqi said half truthfully:
"Because it involves the secret recipe of our Lin family, I need to prepare the core medicine myself, but I alone am not enough, so our hospital organized a team to decoct the medicine, and then I poured the secret medicine into it, so More efficient.”
Dean Shen frowned:
"No, no, our traditional Chinese medicine is about one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person, one person.
Vice President Ji is also worried:
"Yes, everyone has great individual differences. The gender, age and weight alone are different. In addition, the severity of the disease is also different. If everyone takes the same dose, let alone whether it is effective, there is no way to guarantee the safety of this medication alone."
Lin Sanqi thought to herself that these two old men are really stubborn. How long has it been since they were here? They still pay attention to rules and regulations.
In fact, it is the older generation of Chinese medicine doctors who stick to the bottom line that allows Chinese medicine to continue in the most difficult times. This is not pedantic, but the basic professional ethics of Chinese medicine.
"President Shen, Vice President Ji, think about it, we are in the middle of an epidemic now, and there are thousands of patients. Where do we have time to see the doctors one by one? Besides, the superiors have issued a death order, and the plague will not enter the city. Time waits for no one.”
Seeing the two old men still hesitated, Lin Sanqi decided to add fuel to the fire:
"Besides, you have never seen Xiehe see a doctor. They didn't do any examination at all. They didn't even know what the patient looked like and just prescribed a prescription. This shows that efficiency is very important. We are already far behind Xiehe. You have to fight for your breath.”
Dean Shen was about to slap the table and give an order, but hesitated again:
"Xiao Qi, tell Uncle Shen the truth, will there be any problem if you do this? Will it not cause any adverse effects on the health of the people?"
Lin Sanqi rolled his eyes: "I use my Lin family's personality and hundreds of years of credibility to guarantee the organization!"
Only then did Dean Shen slam the table: "Okay, just follow your method. I will immediately organize a team of 100 people to prepare the medicine." (End of Chapter)