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Because of Song Xiaomeng, Director Hu did not find someone to force open Lin Yuan's car after he found it, so no one searched Lin Yuan's car.
Taking out the note on the seat, Lin Yuan could see at a glance that it was Wang Zhanjun's handwriting. It said: "Doctor Lin, I have something to do temporarily. I will be back at noon tomorrow at the latest. You don't have to worry."
Maybe Wang Zhanjun knew that Lin Yuan would be able to find his car parked in the park because of the relationship between Lin Yuan and Song Xiaomeng. Or maybe for some reason, he didn't want to send a message to Lin Yuan and was afraid that Lin Yuan would worry, so he stayed there.
Get this note.
However, no matter what the reason was, Lin Yuan had no way of knowing at this time. He could only wait until Wang Zhanjun came back. Judging from the handwriting on the note, it seemed that Wang Zhanjun was able to leave this note. At least there should not be too much danger.
Lin Yuan drove the car very slowly. When he got back to the hotel, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. In order to avoid worrying Song Xiaomeng, he sent another message to Song Xiaomeng, saying that Wang Zhanjun's phone number had been connected, and he was temporarily a little worried.
Well, my phone ran out of power and was turned off.
There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, Lin Yuan got up and had breakfast. Just as he was about to go out, the door of his room opened and Wang Zhanjun came back from outside.
After not seeing him all night, Wang Zhanjun looked very haggard and a little tired, with red bloodshot eyes. Seeing Lin Yuan, Wang Zhanjun was a little embarrassed and said awkwardly: "Doctor Lin...
I......"
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it yet. Just have a good rest. I'll go to Mr. Xie's place first. When I come back, if you want to say anything, just tell me. If you don't want to say it, I won't ask." Before Wang Zhanjun could explain, Lin Yuan spoke calmly.
Broken.
Everyone has their own privacy and secrets, and Wang Zhanjun is no exception. Therefore, Lin Yuan does not want to put too much pressure on Wang Zhanjun. He knows that Wang Zhanjun will not do anything illegal or disciplined.
It will not be detrimental to him, as long as he knows this, it is enough.
Although Wang Zhanjun initially helped him in his clinic and later drove him, Lin Yuan never regarded Wang Zhanjun as someone who worked for him, but as a friend. It was precisely because of this that he was willing to give Wang Zhanjun some space.
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As mentioned before, everyone has their own secrets and privacy. Even if they are as close as parents or husband and wife, sometimes there may be things that cannot be said. Lin Yuan does not want to ask Wang Zhanjun anything. If Wang Zhanjun does not want to say what happened last night
, Lin Yuan's insistent questioning would make Wang Zhanjun difficult.
"Dr. Lin, thank you. I'll tell you after I think about it. How about I send you to Mr. Xie's place first?" Wang Zhanjun said.
"No, let's take a look at your mental state. Let's go and rest first. You may not be better at driving than I am." Lin Yuan waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, don't have any baggage."
As he spoke, Lin Yuan took his coat and went out, came to the parking lot and drove straight to Xie Zhikun's residence.
Xie Zhikun is now nearly eighty years old. He has already retired from the Central Health Bureau and enjoys ministerial-level treatment. He lives in the Xishan Elderly Cadre Sanatorium in Yanjing and has his own independent residence.
Compared with Yuquan Mountain, this area of Xishan is slightly worse, but it still has some senior leaders of high rank, and the surrounding defenses are also relatively tight.
When Lin Yuan's car approached Xishan, he called Xie Zhikun. With Xie Zhikun's greeting, Lin Yuan was also investigated and questioned all the way, and then he arrived at the door of Xie Zhikun's house.
Xie Zhikun's house is not big. It is an independent single-family house. In recent years, Xie Zhikun has rarely gone out. He spends most of his time in the house writing his lifelong medical experience and insights.
At Xie Zhikun's age and level, honors and power have long become a thing of the past. The only thing he longs for, the only thing he can do is to write down his life's insights and experiences before passing away, and contribute his last bit to Chinese medicine.
ability.
Lin Yuan got out of the car, came to the door and knocked gently. After a while, the door opened. The person who opened the door was a young man about thirty years old. The young man glanced at Lin Yuan and said hurriedly: "
Is it Dr. Lin? The old chief is already waiting."
Lin Yuan smiled kindly at the other party, followed him through the door, and went directly to Xie Zhikun's study in the back.
In the study, Xie Zhikun is sitting behind the desk. There are messy notes and books on the desk. Xie Zhikun himself is sorting something with his reading glasses.
Seeing Lin Yuan come in, Xie Zhikun just raised his head slightly, looked at Lin Yuan and said with a smile: "Xiao Lin is here, sit down first and wait until I finish this."
"There's no rush, you're busy first." Lin Yuan was polite and sat down on the sofa next to him. The young man who led Lin Yuan in before poured Lin Yuan a cup of tea and then cautiously left.
Lin Yuan was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and looking at Xie Zhikun's study. Xie Zhikun's study was not like some others. The study was just a decoration. The bookshelves in Xie Zhikun's study were full of books, even some books.
There are also small characters written by Xie Zhikun on it.
Most of the bookshelves are filled with medical books, such as "Ye Tianshi's Medical Record", "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", "Nei Jin Annotation" and so on.
Lin Yuan took out a book from the nearby bookshelf and opened it to read. This book was the medical records of Ye Tianshi, a famous doctor in the Qing Dynasty. When he opened the book, there were dense annotations on it, basically all of them.
Xie Zhikun's handwriting.
The medical records above are all written in classical Chinese, and are only rough explanations. However, Xie Zhikun basically annotated each medical record in detail, not only translated it into vernacular, but also completed the medical records according to his own understanding.
some guesses.
Lin Yuan watched for a while, and Xie Zhikun behind the desk put down the pen in his hand, took off his reading glasses, looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Why do you think of Yanjing at this time?"
When Lin Yuan heard this, he reluctantly put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. This time I came to Yanjing to ask for help from Grandpa Xie."
"You kid." Xie Zhikun chuckled and said, "Tell me, let me hear what's going on first?"
Lin Yuan did not hesitate and simply stated his thoughts: "At present, the domestic medical system is not perfect, and Chinese medicine and Western medicine are treated equally, which has many disadvantages. Moreover, for the assessment of physician qualifications, private
Hospitals do not have an advantage. If this continues, it will be difficult for traditional Chinese medicine to rise... It is also difficult for doctors in private hospitals to have a sense of belonging. There are not a few private hospitals in the country at the moment. Take Jiangzhong City as an example.
There are five or six relatively famous private hospitals, but almost every one of these five or six hospitals is a tool to make money..."
Xie Zhikun listened to Lin Yuan's words and said slowly: "I know all the problems you mentioned, but solving them does not happen overnight."
Lin Yuan also heard Dang Shaobo say the reason, and he couldn't help but asked: "Is there no other way?"
"It depends on how you do it." Xie Zhikun chuckled and said, "Some things are not about how much others give you at the beginning, but how much you can fight for."
"Grandpa Xie, what do you mean?" Lin Yuan asked thoughtfully.
"You have to know that any policy or any advantage cannot be given by others at the beginning. Whether something is right or wrong, good or bad is not decided by one or two people, but depends on the facts.
Speaking, let’s take what you said about the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine as an example. What you say doesn’t count, and what I say doesn’t count. It only counts if you tell the truth. Only if you do things to a certain extent and let everyone see it, let everyone see it.
Only then can you win support." Xie Zhikun said.
"Grandpa Xie, I understand." Lin Yuan thought about it carefully and felt that what Xie Zhikun said was very reasonable. He didn't have a word about the eight-character ring, so he came to ask Xie Zhikun for policies, which was indeed a bit taken for granted.
As Xie Zhikun said, everyone knows some things, such as some of the current situations. Xie Zhikun knows it, Guan Zelin knows it, and even some leaders know it. But knowing it clearly, how to change it, how to change it, is not that simple. If it is really
According to what Lin Yuan said, who can prove whether it is feasible? If the change is good, everything will be fine. If the change is not good, who will be responsible.
Therefore, if you want to gain the support of others, you must first use actions to prove that your idea is correct and better than some of the current policies, so that it can work.
"Since you are here, I can't let you come in vain, so I can get you a pilot." Xie Zhikun pondered for a moment and said.
"Pilot?" Lin Yuan looked at Xie Zhikun puzzled.
"Yes, we will use your Xinyuan Charity as a pilot and give you three years. During these three years, all hospitals or schools under Xinyuan Charity will be given the maximum policy, and you will be able to do whatever you want.
If it works, we will start promoting it then. If it doesn’t work..."
"If it doesn't work, Xinyuan Charity will naturally be useless." Lin Yuan said with a bitter smile.
"It's good that you know." Xie Zhikun said with a smile: "Everything has to pay a price. Since it is a pilot project, if it doesn't work, it will naturally be cancelled. I don't need to say the impact at that time."
"Grandpa Xie, you think too highly of me, right now Xinyuan Charity has just opened a small hospital, and I'm not sure what will happen in the future." Lin Yuan smiled bitterly.
"Then it depends on your own confidence. If you have confidence, I will help you fight for it. If you don't have confidence, then just pretend that I didn't say anything." Xie Zhikun said.
"Okay, let's do it." Lin Yuan smiled and said decisively: "If you want to do it, do it well. If you don't do it well, Xinyuan Charity will just become popular in the end. This is not my purpose."
"As long as you have this character." Xie Zhikun said with a smile: "This matter is settled. I will help you fight for it. I don't know whether it will succeed or not. But there is something right now, but I don't know if you have it."
interest?"
"What's the matter? Lin Yuan couldn't help but ask.