Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

While driving to the First Municipal Hospital, Zheng Guo remembered something else.

That is, I know how to correct bones, but I seldom practice it, so my technique is somewhat unfamiliar.

The first person Zheng Guo thought of was Zhang Shenshou.

After driving for another minute, Zheng Guo remembered something. If he went directly to get the finished anesthetic, if someone was interested in tracking it down, they might be able to find some clues.

There is a recipe for a knockout drug in the Medicine King's Pharmacopoeia, and it is definitely effective.

After a while, Zheng Guo arrived at the First Hospital of the City and came to Zhang Chen's office in the new hospital.

Dean Chen was particularly happy to see Zheng Guo, "Xiao Zheng, what brings you here?"

This person was the vice-president previously. After President Meng was transferred to the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he was promoted to the position of president.

"Dean Chen, I need your help with something."

"You, if you have something to say, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."

"Director Chen, I need you to help me get some Chinese medicinal herbs. I have a patient who needs these medicines."

"I don't think it's a big deal. Just write the prescription to me and I'll arrange for someone to get the medicine for you."

"Well, thank you, Dean Chen!"

Zheng Guo took the paper and pen and wrote down a few prescriptions for conditioning and exorcising evil spirits.

Dean Chen took the written prescription, took a quick look at it, and when he found no problem, he arranged for someone to get the medicine for Zheng Guo.

"President Chen, let me make another call."

Zheng Guo first called the new factory and told Director Yang that he couldn't go in the morning because of something.

Then Zheng Guo called the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Mr. Zhang, is this convenient for you?"

Zhang Shenshou on the other end of the phone was very happy to hear Zheng Guo's voice.

"You finally remembered me, little bastard.

By the way, Zheng Er, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Zheng Guo thought about it and realized that he had indeed promised Zhang Shenshou. He didn't expect this to be brought up.

"Mr. Zhang, I may not be able to do it recently. I have important things on hand. I should be done with them in a few days."

"Oh, that's how it is.

Well, remember what you said today.

By the way, Zheng Er, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Mr. Zhang, it's hard to explain over the phone. I'll drive to the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine to pick you up."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at school."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Guo chatted with Dean Chen for a while, and then someone brought the medicinal herbs that Zheng Guo wanted.

After saying goodbye, Zheng Guo drove all the way and asked for directions before he found the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine on the outskirts of the city. Through the security guard, Zheng Guo contacted Zhang Guoshou again.

After a while, several old people came.

The security guard was a little dumbfounded. How could this young man have such qualifications? The school secretary, principal, and several vice principals were all there.

Zheng Guo was welcomed into the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In terms of the environment, the environment here is far worse than that of other universities in Kyoto.

Besides, there are not many students.

According to Zhang Shenshou, the school will only welcome a large number of students after this year's college entrance examination.

"Zheng'er, this is the classroom...

This is a library, but unfortunately the collection is a bit small...

This is the dormitory for the students. The new dormitory is currently under construction..."

After this introduction, Zheng Guo always feels like he is about to emerge.

It was not until Zheng Guo followed several old men to Zhang Shenshou's office and exchanged greetings that Zheng Guo's thoughts became clear.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng, Mr. Qin... Is the funding of our University of Traditional Chinese Medicine not sufficient now?

Zhang Guoshou smiled helplessly and explained, "Zheng'er, it's like this.

The school land was allocated to us by the Ministry of Education.

It’s a pity that our relationship with the Ministry of Education is a bit tense now, and the funds previously promised to be allocated have not yet arrived.

Then the Ministry of Health allocated some funds to us.

The rest was raised by a few of us old guys.

Overall, it’s really difficult right now.”

After he finished speaking, several old men looked straight at Zheng Guo.

Especially the look of Meng Baishan who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Zheng Guo noticed the expressions of the elderly people at the first moment and also thought of dividing the profits from the prescription.

To be honest, if someone else had brought this up, Zheng State's attitude would have been to tell them to get out as far away as possible.

But these old people are just too good to me.

Finally, Zheng Guo spoke first.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng, do you think that if my share of the profits is used to support the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it will definitely help solve the current predicament, right?"

"This……"

Zhang Guoshou was the first to lower his head, followed by several other elderly men.

Yes, so shameful.

They are already old, and even if it is for the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, they should not scheme against a junior. This really makes them ashamed.

But after thinking about it, there is really no other way.

"Zheng'er, we too..."

Zhang Guoshou was about to open his mouth to explain, but Zheng Guo spoke first.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng, Mr. Qin, Dean Leng...it's okay for you to have this idea.

First of all, you are not seeking selfish benefits for your own benefit.

Secondly, you are also thinking about training more doctors for the new Dragon Country to benefit the people.

As for me, although I am young and don’t have the same awareness as you, I will give out my share as soon as I can.

My grandfather once said that making money from treating patients and saving lives and then spending it on patients is called taking from the people and giving back to the people.

So I have no problem here.

only……"

"Just what?"

Meng Baishan asked excitedly, fearing that Zheng Guo would regret it and something unexpected would happen. This Chinese Medicine University was related to the last dreams of several elderly people, and even they became nervous.

"Zheng'er..."

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng...please don't be anxious. Let me talk slowly."

Seeing the elders nod, Zheng Guo continued, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng, what I want to say is that the share from the prescription alone may not be enough."

"That shouldn't be the case. We've considered it, and with the campus construction, it's only too much."

Old Qin, who was the most impatient, said something.

"Old Qin, continue to listen to Zheng Er."

After Zhang Guoshou finished speaking, Zheng Guo continued: “With all of you here, I believe that the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine will definitely develop into a first-class university in our Xinlong Country in the future.

By then, there will be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of students, and the corresponding campus construction, faculty and staff salaries, laboratory expenses, etc., and my little money may not be enough."

Zheng Guo was perfecting it as he spoke, and paused here.

Several elderly people were also dumbfounded.

They all seemed to have a vision of the future prosperity of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. How many doctors would be trained by then? Then the problem of the people's difficulty in seeing a doctor would be completely solved.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Meng... I have thought of another point, that is, the future of our University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, is it to simply teach pure traditional Chinese medicine, or to combine traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

I personally believe that the integration of Chinese and Western medicine is the future of medicine..."

"what?"

All the elderly people present stood up in surprise, including Meng Baishan, who was good at Western medicine and the only one among them who had studied abroad.