Liu San then launched his in-depth cooperation plan.
"Brother Yang, this is only the first step." Liu San enthusiastically told Yang Shixiang the news that the Cross Travel Group was planning to open clinics in all cities in the county except the county seat.
"This is a great charity." Yang Shixiang was convinced after hearing this. "I also want to help with this kind of good thing." He said that he wanted to sponsor medicines.
Seeing that there was a way, Liu San quickly expressed his idea, which was the plan to establish a "joint clinic". It was jointly established by the Australian "Medical Bureau" and "Runshitang" in eight cities in the county.
In the outpatient department, doctors are provided by the "Medical Bureau", and medications are provided by both parties.
"Most of the medicines supplied by the clinic are free, or only cost is charged. All medicinal materials supplied by Runshitang will be paid by the medical bureau at market prices."
Yang Shixiang shook his head after hearing this; "Brother, this is a great thing for the benefit of our hometown! Where can we sell medicines at market prices?" He thought for a while, "In this way, the decoction pieces used by the medical bureau will be supplied at 30% off the market price.
That’s 60% off on patent medicines.”
The profits of traditional Chinese medicine are very high. Supplying at this discount, Runshitang is still very profitable. Opening a clinic can not only do good deeds but also make money. Wouldn't it be a great thing? Yang Shixiang was confused by the future profits and reputation, and took the initiative to propose:
He is willing to bear half of the construction funds of the clinic, on the condition that he is given a brand name. As for the guys who manage and sell the medicinal materials inside, Runshitang will also be responsible for paying the remuneration. Liu San thought that since you are so proactive, I will not
Being polite, I readily agreed.
After the clinic's plan was reported to the executive committee, it was decided to make some minor adjustments after discussion. Eight county branches in the city were removed - this city is in the county, and since there is a Runshitang in the city, there is no need to build another one.
One. In addition, according to Mu Min's proposal, a clinic will be set up in Nanan Village, Li District.
"I completely agree with the Li District Office, but is there anyone willing to work there?"
Let’s not talk about it. The guys at Runshitang have long regarded the Li people as man-eating tigers. However, there must be brave men under the heavy reward. If you pay a high reward, some people will probably be willing to go. On the contrary, the "fraternity" traveled through the crowd.
, no one wants to live in a place with no water, no electricity, and a purely natural place to poop and pee.
“That’s why I said we should set up additional classes for the Li ethnic group,” Mu Min said. “When we first established the education system, I proposed that we should set up ethnic classes to specifically recruit Li and Miao children for boarding school.”
"Then people must be willing to entrust their children to us." Bai Yu said, "Now we only have a trade relationship with them, why should people willingly entrust their children to us?"
Methods such as taking in orphans are not feasible in Li District. Li people still have the legacy of primitive communes. Generally, there are always people who can take care of orphans, and there is no need for outsiders to engage in charity activities.
"In my opinion, it's impossible to just bring them out of Li District." Wen Desi said, "Li District also needs a basic literacy school to make them feel the need to leave the mountains.
I am willing to go out and study."
There is still a basic issue involved here, the question of who is willing to go to Li District. Mu Min volunteered to go, but she is a woman after all, and it is very inconvenient to be alone for a long time. Besides, she has a husband who has almost been forgotten.
Existence. It is not a problem to separate people in two places.
Some people wanted to say that she might as well ask her husband to go with her, but this seemed to be too heartless, so they still didn't bring it up.
"I think the church can play its role here," Wen Desi said, "How about letting Lu Ruohua go? He also knows some simple medical skills..."
"He should not focus on preaching when he leaves." Ma Qianzhu felt that something was wrong - Christianity was developing too fast in Lingao.
"Is this a good thing?" Wen Desi said, "The spread of Christianity in minority areas will be beneficial to society in the long run..."
Ma Qianxu thought about it and thought it made sense. Furthermore, this guy had already won his first victory in the Thirteen Villages area and was very popular. Instead of letting him continue to expand his influence in the Thirteenth Villages area, it would be better to send him to Li District to promote stability and unity.
It would be perfect if I contracted any infectious disease and then "received the call of the Lord" - of course, I couldn't confide this idea to the rightists.
So the affairs of the Li District Office were settled in this way, and the specific affairs were implemented by the Religious Affairs Office. He Ying said that it would be best to set up a clinic in the Shisan Village area - it could be located in Daolu Village, which has now become
It became the central village in the area. The number of permanent work teams stationed there expanded to more than 20 people. This also allowed Bai Duolu to take over the local religious authority.
"He had to learn the Li language to preach there, and it would take at least half a year before he could communicate with people." He Ying said, "We just took over the missionary site in Daolu Village, the churches in Bairen, and the monastery, and thoroughly educated the believers.
Screen them to see if the foreigner has instilled other inappropriate things."
"You still have to have someone beside him to monitor him..."
"This will be solved by the Religious Affairs Office." He Ying said, "We have trained several indigenous staff, and they have all been baptized successfully. Lu Ruohua trusts these people very much, so he should choose the most loyal one to go to Li District with him.
Already."
"Can you trust it?"
"It's completely trustworthy." He Ying nodded, "His child was cured by us using medicine. This person has great faith in us."
The next step is to prepare health personnel for these clinics. People who specialize in traditional Chinese medicine are provided by Runshitang. Every clerk in the drugstore can recite "Song of Soup" and "Eighteen Antis" and other hymns, which can rival half of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
.This time they have recruited a lot of people from Foshan, and two people are enough for each place. Liu San also plans to personally train them in acupuncture, cupping and other skills, as well as instill some modern medical knowledge.
, can also be regarded as a supplement.
The main force is the barefoot doctor training organized by the Ministry of Health. The health department adopts a two-pronged approach and recruits some people from nurses and from the public for professional training. After three months of training, these people can roughly adapt to this job.
After the meeting, Liu San came to the hospital excitedly. It was almost noon, and there was no one in the hospital. There was no war at the moment, except for some work-related injuries, heat stroke and diarrhea patients brought from the construction site, there were no critically ill patients, and it was just in time for new recruits.
The Mongolian doctors practiced their skills.
But seeing that there was no one even in the dean's office, Liu San felt strange and quickly stopped a passing nurse to ask.
"The dean and the others went to Cuigang for the funeral."
"Going to the funeral? Who is it?" Liu San was surprised, who here is so awesome that he actually asked Shi Niaoren and others to go to the funeral?
"I don't know, he's a chief."
So a time traveler died! Liu San was even more surprised now, because since D-Day, except for an unlucky guy who fell and was seriously injured when attacking Goujiazhuang, and died of his injuries and was secretly buried, no time traveler has died.
of.
The mournful sound of the flute disappeared into the air, and the smell of gun smoke gradually dissipated. The mourners threw the first handful of soil onto the urn.
"Where is the loess that doesn't bury people?" Shi Niaoren threw in another handful of soil.
"Woooo..."
"This little life is gone." Dr. Lan was still a little sentimental.
"Yes, at least we are still alive." He Ping felt a chill. The medical conditions were really precarious.
"Have a good journey, brother, don't blame us! You will be a revolutionary martyr from now on. Every year, primary school students and middle school students will come to visit your grave with banners..." Shi Niao Ren trampled the soil firmly and made a sign of grief for those behind him.
Everyone said, "Everyone, let's disperse and go do whatever you need to do!"
Several Mongolian doctors made a commotion and hurried away. With a life in their hands, they felt that they were being shamed no matter what.
This is the first time-traveler to be officially registered dead. It's really unfair to say that. This kid's arm was cut open by a device while he was at work. He came to the hospital yesterday for stitches.
It was originally a very simple minor surgery, but the only hippopotamus on duty at the hospital that day was performing a fracture fixation operation, so an intern doctor was arranged to take charge of it. Several Mongolian doctors were also cautious, and they were busy disinfecting and debriding the surgery.
The work was done well. At this time, the first tragedy occurred: the patient was frightened when he saw the thick suture needles and poor medical skills, and asked for anesthesia before suturing. Then came the second tragedy: the Mongolian doctors did not
I know that anesthetics are very dangerous; then the third tragedy is that because of the surgery that day, the always strictly controlled anesthetics became within reach; the final tragedy is that Mongolian doctors are all daring time-travelers, if they are selected from among the indigenous nurses
Not so bold.
So someone injected the anesthetic without asking anyone. Obviously, the result was very tragic - the intern did not know the dose of the anesthetic, nor the time it took to take effect. There was no reaction after the first bottle was put in
The second bottle came. When Hippo arrived after hearing the news, the boy still had half a life. Hippo quickly ventilated him, anti-allergic, dilated blood vessels, strengthened his heart, gave him electric shocks, slapped him... He tried his best
They didn't rescue him either. This guy used to be a diver, and after the D-Day, he was also a passerby with no rank. Even so, when everyone saw that a big living person was left with only a handful of loess and a stone tablet standing alone, they couldn't help but feel
I feel a little sad.
"In the original time and space, this would have been a first-class medical accident." Hippo was still frightened at that time. In any case, he had not been optimistic about these intern doctors, so at least he had to bear the main responsibility.
"Forget it, let's record it as post-operative infection and resuscitation failure." Shi Niaoren said with concern, "A few intern doctors also need to be educated - they dare to inject anesthesia on people without even attending anesthesia class! Also,
How are the anesthetics administered? Are they given to them casually?"