When Bi Xinglong returned to his office, there happened to be a letter on his desk.
The letter was sent from Shaoyang, Hunan Province. The sender's name was Feng Ruoqi, Bi Xinglong's fellow villager and classmate.
The two went to school together in their hometown in Hunan Province, and went to Cambridge University Medical School in Eagle Country to study together. In the early days of liberation, they responded to the call to return to China and entered the Union Medical College Hospital together.
So the relationship between the two is simply that of half-brothers.
During last year's staff reduction, Bi Xinglong of the Department of Respiratory Medicine of Union Hospital was selected by Lin Sanqi and stayed at the Changping Branch.
Unfortunately, Feng Ruoqi was on the triage list because he was a surgeon, and the whole family returned to their hometown in Shaoyang.
Bi Xinglong opened the envelope, spread out the letter paper, and burst into tears as he looked at it:
"Brother Xinglong, I have received the food stamps and money you sent back. I am really lucky to have you as a good brother, otherwise I don't know how to live my life.
After returning to my hometown, my original house and fields have all been given to the villagers. My parents and brothers have all passed away, leaving me alone in the family. My hometown is still the same hometown, but my home is no longer the same home.
I now live in the yizhuang at the east end of the village, which is where the coffin was originally parked.
The Yizhuang was very dilapidated, with only half of the roof remaining. I had to cover half of the house with thatch. It's fine on a sunny day, but on a rainy day everything in the house is wet. All the books I brought back home were soaked and unprotected.
After returning to the village, the village asked my wife and I to farm together. Unfortunately, I only knew how to study and see a doctor. How could I farm? So I asked if I could be a teacher? Or accountants, etc., the village chief laughed at him because he wanted to eat swan meat.
Now that I am working in the fields, people in the village think I have no physical strength. Other men earn 10 cents a day, but I only earn 6 cents. This means that our family never has enough food to eat. I used to weigh 160 pounds when I went to the countryside, but now I only weigh 110 pounds.
It just so happened that my little daughter got sick. A small cold turned into pneumonia. Unfortunately, I had no medical skills but no cure. I was prepared to lose this daughter. By chance, your letter arrived, and the money and food stamps also arrived. arrive.
So Yudi replied to this letter, firstly, to express my gratitude, and secondly, to express my gratitude. If there is a day when we meet again, I will definitely ask my little Gege to make you my godfather. hehe. I really envy you that you can stay in the capital and continue to be a doctor.
My life is over, completely over. If I had known this, I might as well have stayed abroad as a doctor like Wang Shen and others. Alas, I’m sorry for my wife and children..."
Bi Xinglong put down the letter and couldn't speak for a long time. Then he thought of Dean Lin's instructions and instantly gained confidence, so he took the pen and paper and started writing quickly.
"Brother Ruoqi, I received your reply. Knowing your current situation, I feel very sad and anxious. I know that the suffering expressed in your letter should be far less than one or two tenths of the suffering in reality. < br>
Not only you, I also have contact with old colleagues such as Liu Wenyun, Fu Xiaoping, Shang An and so on.
We came back to Xiehe from abroad together back then, and now you have all been sent back to your hometown, and their lives have also fallen into huge difficulties.
But Ruoqi, you have to live and live bravely. I am writing this letter to tell you good news. Comrade Lin Sanqi, the vice president of our Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, knows about your plight and has decided to help you.
The food stamps and cash you received were not given by me, but by Dean Lin.
Dean Lin asked me to tell you that you are all the most elite medical talents in the country and the doctors the country needs most. Each one of you is very valuable.
Now that the tuberculosis treatment project being carried out by our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine has been successful, I believe that it will not be long before the tuberculosis department of our hospital will expand in size and even set up a separate infectious disease hospital. At this time, a large number of medical staff will be needed.
Dean Lin’s meaning is very clear. If Union Medical College does not recruit you back then, our Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine welcomes you to join. If there is a chance, he will take you out of your hometown one by one and let you return to the capital and put on your white coat again.
Therefore, Ruoqi must persevere no matter how hard it is. The remittance note of 100 yuan sent with the letter this time was also given by Dean Lin. President Lin treats us as national scholars, and we must also treat him as national scholars.
Come on, see you in the capital, that day won't be too far away. ”
Bi Xinglong finished writing the letter, filled out the remittance form, and was going to Changping Post and Telecommunications Office.
As soon as I walked out of the office, I saw Cai Chunhua, Yang Guang, and Fu Jinsheng coming next door with some letters.
"Hey, Lao Cai, are you going to send a letter too? How about it? How many of them can you contact?"
Cai Chunhua sighed: "I contacted 6 old colleagues. Life was like that, alas... Among them, Li Shujin is gone. I jumped into the river because I couldn't think of it..."
"Ah! Li Shujin is gone? Ah!"
Bi Xinglong, Cai Chunhua, and Li Shujin were all former Union Medical College Hospital employees. Now they suddenly heard that an old colleague had committed suicide because of uncontrollable thoughts, and they couldn't control their sadness.
"Why is he so hard to think about? He is a good doctor from Cornell Medical College, ugh..."
Yang Guang and Fu Jinsheng also felt uncomfortable after hearing this. It was too difficult for them to understand the difficulties of the doctors who went to the countryside. It was not only physical torture, but also a kind of mental despair with no hope in sight. At the same time, they were lucky. After all, they came from the Digital Hospital. Even after they were sent back to their hometown, the psychological quality of the soldiers was excellent.
Yang Guang patted Cai Chunhua and Bi Xinglong on the shoulders:
"Don't be sad. Let's seize the time to complete the tasks assigned by Dean Lin. Hurry up and send letters and cash stamps to old colleagues to give them hope and let them live strong and wait for the organization to call them. That day.”
Cai Chunhua wiped her tears:
"Lao Yang is right, we have to hurry up. Several other colleagues have written letters to contact old colleagues across the country, right?"
Fu Jinsheng raised the knife in his hand and wrote:
"Everyone has contacted all the old colleagues we can contact. No, I am going to the post and telecommunications office."
"Let's go, let's go together!"
"You said that when President Lin announced the good news, would the higher authorities think that our traditional Chinese medicine hospital is crazy? Can tuberculosis be cured?"
"We have no academic fraud. If we can cure it, we can cure it. Every information we provide is true, and the data in every paper is well-documented."
"To say that Dean Lin is really a divine man, I really don't know where he got the miracle medicine..."
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The next day, Lin Sanqi followed Dean Shen and Vice Dean Ji to the Ministry of Health compound with a thick piece of materials in her arms.
In the minister's office, Minister Li Dequan saw the three people coming in and kept his eyes on Lin Sanqi.
"Hey, why did the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital Shiyu come to the ministry on the fifth day of the first lunar month? I should have said it first. It's okay to pay New Year greetings. We are a new society, and we don't want to give gifts to the leaders."
Lin Sanqi smiled and took out an iron box:
"Now I am a soldier under Minister Li. Didn't Mr. Lu Shuren say that a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, so I am not going to come here early after the New Year to flatter the leader, strive for an early promotion, and make us Dean Shen gave the thumbs up.”
Dean Shen pretended to be angry: "Then shall I leave?"
Lin Sanqi quickly begged for mercy: "Dean, you are not leaving, you are Gao Sheng, come to the ministry as a minister."
When Minister Li heard this, his face was straight: "Then shall I leave?"
Then the old lady laughed out loud herself, and several people also laughed together.
"Sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, sit, the three of you who have grown up in the college came here early in the morning to celebrate the New Year. There must be some major event, right? Tell us quickly."
Dean Shen personally placed a folder in front of Minister Li and said happily:
"Minister, we are here to report good news to the organization. Our Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has officially conquered tuberculosis and has become the first hospital in the world that can cure tuberculosis. This is our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine and the supreme glory of our new China."
Minister Li was not surprised when he heard this, but looked at the three of them with some suspicion:
"I know you are engaged in tuberculosis research, but it has only been 7 months since you proposed the slogan to today, right? It may be less than 7 months. It has taken foreign countries hundreds of years to conquer a disease, and you are so Conquered in a short time? ”
Chief Li Dequan is not an ignorant woman. She graduated from a women's university that year. After graduation, she married General Feng Yuxiang and visited all over the world.
Such a strange woman naturally knows what tuberculosis represents.
In her mind, if a disease cannot be conquered even by Western developed countries, how can it be possible in our country, where there is almost no medical research?
Precisely because the old lady has such a "prejudicial" mentality, she is not very concerned about the tuberculosis issues that the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is working on, nor does she really believe that the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital will succeed.
I have never even visited a traditional Chinese medicine hospital for inspection.
In her mind, the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine must be launching satellites like other places. It is completely exaggeration that has spread to the health system. (End of chapter)