Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least now Lin Sanqi is nominally the third in command of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
In the small open-air square of Changping Branch.
More than 200 employees of the hospital and hundreds of family members stood there quietly. It was not that they didn't want to sit, but there were not that many stools.
Dean Shen, Vice President Ji, and Vice President Lin stood on the big truck and held a staff meeting of the hospital.
"With the approval of superior leaders, Comrade Lin Sanqi is officially appointed as the vice president of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. After discussion and decision by the D Committee of the hospital, Comrade Lin Sanqi is appointed as the president of the Changping Branch. Welcome!"
Everyone in the square burst into warm applause.
Although many people are unconvinced, there is nothing they can do. The employees of the Changping branch are all "temporary workers." Temporary workers are the same as labor dispatch in later generations, and there is no "personnel integrity."
At that time, if Vice President Lin just says something or someone is displeased, he will have to pack up and go back to his hometown, just like Ye Wenyao and Ye Shanmin did before.
So whether it was sincere support or false flattery, the applause at the scene was very warm. According to the North Korean documentary, the applause could last for half an hour.
Who was the happiest person at the scene? That must be Pan Ye.
When he left last time, his boyfriend was still the chief of the small purchasing department. When he came back, he directly became the deputy dean. This step was beyond everyone's imagination, including Pan Ye.
As long as you are a Chinese, who dares to say that you are not interested in promotion? Little girls are no exception.
So when Dean Shen announced that Lin Sanqi had become the spokesperson of the Changping Branch, everyone around Pan Ye congratulated him, and Pan Ye himself was so excited that he almost clapped his hands to pieces.
Compared to the excited Pan Ye, the 12 old national treasures at the back of the crowd were much calmer.
They have experienced great storms, and the people they have dealt with are all celebrities and high-ranking officials in history, and they don't even care about a small vice president of a hospital.
Mr. Han Bangxu is a little strange:
"Hey, what back door do you think this kid Sanqi went through? It's really weird. He became the dean at the age of 23?"
Mr. Ding Zhongying laughed and cursed:
"In your eyes, the only possibility is to open the back door? What if Xiaolin earned it through his hard work and hard work?"
Mr. Xiao also defended:
"That is, if nothing else, let's just say that we have a bumper harvest this year. We have enough food to survive in these hungry years. We should give it to a dean based on this credit."
"Yes, yes!"
"It's not easy for Xiaolin to feed hundreds of people by himself."
Mr. Han smashed his mouth:
"Anyway, I think this is something sinister. Being a section chief at his age is already out of line. Being the dean now will definitely not be that simple. Could he be taking credit for selling us out?"< br>
Mr. Shi Jinmo kicked him:
"Go away, Lin Sanqi is our nominal apprentice after all. How can you evaluate an apprentice like this? Besides, it is beneficial for us that his boy is the dean. Without his protection these days, how many of us would survive?" Come down? See what you are wearing?”
Mr. Han smiled sheepishly:
"I'm not just saying this casually. Our little disciple has nothing to say to us. He is responsible for food, drink and clothing, and we don't need to review him on the platform. Not bad, not bad."
The capital has now entered November, and the weather has turned cold.
Young people may not care, but for the elderly, single clothes and pants are no longer enough, so Lin Sanqi prepared a pair of cotton-padded clothes and trousers for each old man, and a large quilt in the house.
Even though the fabric of the cotton-padded clothes is tattered, the cotton inside is definitely the best long-staple cotton in Xinjiang, making it warm when worn.
After the conference, Vice President Ji held Lin Sanqi’s hand and said with a smile:
"Xiao Qi, then I will go back to the city to enjoy my happiness. I will leave this Changping branch to you. Thank you for your hard work!"
Lin Sanqi didn't care. Not to mention that there was enough food in the warehouse, even if there was no food, it was just a matter of waving his hands. He would have no problem raising hundreds of people.
"Lao Ji, don't worry. Leave the Changping branch to me. If nothing else, I promise not to starve to death a single employee's family."
"It doesn't matter if you don't starve to death. We all hope that your tuberculosis department can put a big satellite."
Dean Shen suddenly thought of something:
"Oh, by the way, the superior leaders have already spoken. If we can really cure tuberculosis, it will be a major benefit. Then the superiors will reconsider building a new hospital for us in the city, so that we don't have to stay in Changping. It’s the right place.” Vice President Ji nodded:
"Yes, Changping is too far away. Look at our branch hospital. There are only a few patients in the outpatient clinic. It is inconvenient for millions of people in the city to come even if they want to. We really should go back to the city."
"Yes, that's what the superiors have considered, but everything depends on whether our satellite can be released. Xiao Qi, are you confident?"
Lin Sanqi slapped her chest:
"No problem, Dean, Lao Ji, you can prepare the good news documents. As long as the number of cured cases reaches 5,000, we can announce to the world that our country has conquered tuberculosis."
Dean Shen and Vice Dean Ji were both a little excited after hearing this.
If tuberculosis is conquered by the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it will not only show its face across the country, but also put a huge satellite in front of the whole world.
This credit is enough for everyone. Although Lin Sanqi is specifically in charge, other hospital leaders can also benefit from it. Who doesn't like someone who has a lot of credit?
"Okay, then why don't you work hard? Now that you have the full support of your superiors and the hospital, you alone have the final say in Changping. If anyone opposes you and obstructs your tuberculosis treatment plan, you will have no mercy and will fire them all."
Dean Shen spoke with murderous intent, obviously having heard a lot of gossip.
Lin Sanqi thought to herself that she was not a renminbi, so triple jumping at such a young age would certainly make people unhappy.
Some people dare not speak up to their faces, but they are very good at slandering people behind their backs. Infighting is common in every company.
After seeing off the two big guys, Changping officially entered the Lin Sanqi era.
The tuberculosis inpatient department at the foot of Baihu Mountain.
Baihushan, which was originally deserted and desolate, has become very lively at this time. All 200 beds in the four wards are occupied. Patients are sitting in a small square in twos and threes, basking in the sun and chatting.
There are also some who are more elegant, some are playing chess, some are singing, some are playing the trumpet, and some are holding books and reading with gusto.
These days, farmers can first exclude those who have the conditions to be hospitalized, because they have no money, and they don’t have the money to be hospitalized.
Therefore, those who can be hospitalized and can afford to take medicine every day must be the working class or the cadre class. These people are reimbursed for medical treatment, and their work units pay wages as usual, so they have absolutely no financial pressure.
As Lin Sanqi walked, he thought to himself, this shows the superiority of socialism.
"Director Lin, hello!"
"Director Lin, I haven't seen you for several days!"
When the patients saw Lin Sanqi coming, they all said hello. Lin Sanqi, wearing a mask, kept nodding in response.
Zhou Keyang, the head nurse, smiled and said: "You called me wrong. Now Director Lin has been promoted to Dean Lin. The newly appointed one is the deputy director of Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the director of Changping Branch."
The patients who were singing, reading, playing chess, and chatting all stopped and looked at the overly young dean in surprise.
Being a director at the age of 23 is already surprising, but now he has become a dean or deputy director. How can it be a big deal in today's world where official thinking is serious?
I can eat more than two or three kilograms.
Then there were congratulations all over the sky:
"Congratulations, Dean Lin, you are indeed young and promising!"
"I see that Dean Lin has a full sky, a square pavilion, droopy ears and shoulders, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. At first glance, he does not belong to the pool."
Lin Sanqi smiled and said: "Why don't you tell me that I am seven feet five inches tall, my ears hang down from my shoulders, my hands reach my knees, my eyes can focus on my ears, my face is like a crown of jade, my lips are greased, and I have a tolerant nature."
A patient who was familiar with history laughed and said: "That is Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei and Liu Da'er."
Hehehe~~~(End of this chapter)