"You guys still don’t know?" Hu iqiao looked at Cheng Gaowen in surprise.
Cheng Gaowen shrugged: "No one’s ever ntioned it to us, so how would we know? Besides, Lu is getting invited to perform ’flying knife’ surgeries more and more frequently; we can’t just bombard him with endless questions, being curious about everything.
Plus, you know well, Director, that Lu doesn’t talk much. If it were soone else, they’d probably want the whole world to know, but Lu is afraid of people finding out. If we don’t ask, he definitely won’t say.
If you don’t tell us, and he doesn’t say, how are we supposed to know?"
Hu iqiao thought about it and found she agreed, so she said, "The last ti Lu saved soone, it was actually the one in charge of our dical system."
"Was it the person from the city health bureau?" Cheng Gaowen guessed.
"I guess it should be Chief Officer Ji." Before Cheng Gaowen could finish her sentence, Wang Youqing’s voice leisurely chid in.
"Old Wang hits the nail on the head." Hu iqiao responded with a smile.
As Hu iqiao finished speaking, Cheng Gaowen and the others couldn’t help but gasp.
"Chief Officer Ji?"
Cheng Gaowen swallowed hard: "No wonder the Traditional Chinese dicine Departnt can independently set up a Chinese dicine Hospital. If that person gave the approval, the project would basically be all green lights. The only tricky part is selecting the clinic physicians; if our choices from the usual hospitals are of no use, capable ones probably won’t co. If they truly don’t want to, even that person can’t force them.
This requires mutual willingness."
"Exactly, this is giving a headache too." Hu iqiao rubbed her forehead.
"Better to have none than substandard ones!"
Wang Youqing picked up the conversation: "Establishing a Chinese dicine Hospital is great, but if it relies solely on Lu, it’s going to be tough to develop it into a major institution.
Moreover, if patients are hospitalized, Lu can’t be the only one on night duty every day. One or two days is fine, but over ti, even an iron body couldn’t handle it, and it would wear him down physically."
"I understand that too, but abandoning the project to establish a Chinese dicine Hospital, given how hard it’s been to get it started, is not an option."
"Giving up isn’t an option."
Hu iqiao turned to Lu Xuan: "Lu, do you have any good ideas about the clinic physicians?"
Everyone turned their gaze to Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan pondered for a mont before lifting his head and saying, "How about rehiring so retired traditional Chinese dicine doctors?"
"Like?" Hu iqiao’s eyes lit up slightly.
"People like Old Huang and Old Zhang," Lu Xuan said.
"Old Huang and Old Zhang?"
Hu iqiao furrowed her brow: "Who are they?"
"Huang Beishan, Zhang Jingcai, and Ye Haishen. If we can arrange it this way, I could try to have them co and see patients for a morning. As for night shifts, I can stay at the Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital myself."
"Elder Huang, the nationally recognized master of Traditional Chinese dicine?"
"Zhang Jingcai, the successor of Zhang’s Internal dicine?"
"Elder Ye?"
"Those sitting in clinics at the United South Chinese dicine Association?"
Hu iqiao was stunned. She originally thought the people Lu Xuan was talking about were around his age, maybe a bit older, but limited. She never expected Lu Xuan was planning to invite several big nas from Yong City’s traditional Chinese dicine field.
The key point was, Lu Xuan referred to them so casually.
That kind of prestige isn’t sothing just anyone can have.
Thinking of this, Hu iqiao took a deep breath, her face lighting up with joy: "That’s fantastic. Hiring them back shouldn’t be a big issue; the authorities will surely agree. And if they co to see patients, we might really get a few skilled traditional Chinese dicine doctors to join us, resolving the biggest challenge in establishing the Chinese dicine Hospital."
"As long as it’s possible." Lu Xuan also relaxed a bit.
As long as he could rehire, getting a few people to see patients was feasible for him.
anwhile, Hu iqiao sighed inwardly.
Ever since she pulled so strings to have Lu Xuan go sit in at the United South Chinese dicine Association, this young man embarked on a broad highway, and his social relations transford significantly.
While others were still striving to accumulate more clinical experience, Lu Xuan was already on brotherly terms with people like Huang Beishan.
This huge gap, not to ntion people like Ji Xiuwen, even left Hu iqiao feeling a complex mix of emotions.
...
Ti flew by.
By the end of September, the Chinese dicine Hospital project was in full swing, with equipnt continuously being brought in and bed capacity rapidly increasing.
It’s undeniable that sotis the efficiency of governnt departnts can be remarkably high. Especially in situations where they work in harmony, everything proceeds smoothly; the hospital’s construction transford nearly every day, which even Lu Xuan, sitting in the clinic, noticed with a bit of excitent.
This excitent wasn’t because he was going to beco the hospital’s director, but because once the Chinese dicine Hospital was established, he could truly unleash his potential. Previously, when faced with so ergency patients, he might have had to consider whether they could be admitted, and whether taking dicine ho would pose risks that might lead to severe complications or even death.
Moreover, once patients indeed had issues, and their families were unreasonable, the attending physician would be the one in trouble.
But once the Chinese dicine Hospital was built, things would entirely change.
Patients in critical condition could be admitted for professional treatnt, and with him residing there, he could promptly respond to ergencies, ensuring tily interventions whenever issues arose with patients.
Of course, being the hospital director also had its perks.
After all, he would have the final say in the hospital’s future developnt, and this gave him trendous confidence in promoting traditional Chinese dicine.
Naturally, establishing the hospital also ant taking on additional administrative responsibilities, which would require him to spend more ti beyond just treating patients.
It was going to be exhausting, no doubt.
But thinking about fulfilling his ambitions through this hospital platform, Lu Xuan didn’t dwell on it too much.
Establishing the Chinese dicine Hospital, as the future acting director, was naturally a great joy and very exciting for Lu Xuan.
As Lu Xuan’s assistant, Ji Xiuwen also felt happy for Lu Xuan from the bottom of his heart.
Previously, when Lu Xuan planned to stay with the Health Center’s Traditional Chinese dicine Departnt, Ji thought it was a waste of Lu Xuan’s imnse talent and skill. Even if Lu Xuan’s fa could grow by practicing at the United South Chinese dicine Association, the Health Center still remained a smaller stage compared to larger hospitals.
Speaking frankly, if soone introduced Lu Xuan as a clinic physician at a Health Center, anyone unfamiliar with him might dismiss him.
After all, how impressive could a doctor at a Health Center be?
And it’s likely that this sentint wasn’t limited to a handful of people; probably the majority thought the sa.
But if Lu Xuan beca the director of a Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, his status and position would be entirely different.
No matter how high or low the established hospital’s level, it would still be a Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital.
Even if Lu Xuan was just the acting director, he would still be the director.
That title carries weight far beyond being a departnt head.
Once people heard about it, who wouldn’t be taken aback?
Especially because Lu Xuan was still so young.
A director of a Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital in his twenties—who wouldn’t be bewildered upon hearing that?
In any case, setting up a Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital was far better than being a departnt head, and Ji Xiuwen knew this path was much faster than simply leading a departnt.
Taking resources from Western dicine isn’t just about having high dical skills; it also requires a certain stature in the dical community. Otherwise, despite the many masters of dicine over the years, who wouldn’t have wanted traditional Chinese dicine to flourish?
Wouldn’t they want to reclaim the top position from Western dicine?
Wouldn’t they want to surpass Western dicine?
Of course.
They all would.
Even people like Huang Beishan likely hold these aspirations.
But the problem is, while they’re highly skilled, they haven’t reached Lu Xuan’s level. Their influence in the dical world is largely confined to Yong City, limiting their broader impact.
Lu Xuan, however, is different. He’s incredibly young.
A hospital director in his twenties—who knows to what heights he might ascend in the future?
Frankly, Ji Xiuwen couldn’t even begin to imagine.
As the Chinese dicine Hospital continued to progress actively, October arrived quickly.
During the seven-day National Day holiday, Lu Xuan bid farewell to his colleagues at the Health Center and also took a leave from the United South Chinese dicine Association, embarking on a journey back ho.
However, this ti Lu Xuan wasn’t traveling alone; he was accompanied by Ji Xiuwen.
According to him, as Lu Xuan’s assistant and student, he had to et Lu Xuan’s parents. Lu Xuan, unable to argue with him, had to agree.
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