Du Heng was extrely reluctant to accompany the leaders. It was too annoying and botherso. He had to put on a smiling face, which was exhausting! But he had no choice. Du Heng could only follow Song out, and Wu Buwei tagged along to see the excitent.
Li Qingde, wearing a brand-new white gown, stood at the front with a smile. He was introducing the achievents of the Health Clinic over the past few years to the leaders of the evaluation group. Seeing Du Heng appear, Li Qingde quickly took a couple of steps and pulled Du Heng to his side.
"Esteed leaders, this is Doctor Du Heng, whom I just introduced."
"At the beginning of last month, Doctor Du actively and voluntarily participated in the National Health Records program. He single-handedly took on this glorious, sacred, and incredibly arduous task. Braving the severe cold and treading on unlted snow, he ventured deep into the mountains, bringing light and hope to our remote villages."
Du Heng shivered slightly; he could feel goosebumps all over his arms.
"Esteed leaders, you may not know that many villages in our Zhonghu Town are situated deep in the mountains. The farthest village is over an hour’s drive away. Moreover, the roads are narrow and badly damaged, making transportation very inconvenient. This was compounded by a heavy snowfall early last month, making conditions extrely perilous."
"However, our young doctors, Du Heng and Dr. Wu, upholding the spirit of fearlessness, tirelessness, and sacrifice, carried dicine boxes on their backs. They traveled on foot to complete the tasks assigned by the organization, safeguarding the health and lives of the ordinary people."
"During this outreach, our check-ups and prescriptions followed a completely free policy. Patients only needed to pay a small amount for their dicine to receive treatnt. Furthermore, all profits were directed to the local village clinics, allowing villagers to obtain their dication conveniently nearby and saving them from unnecessary hardship and expense."
"However, these efforts led to confusion and misunderstandings among so villagers. So even began to suspect our doctors were fraudsters, verbally abusing them and driving them away when they tried to provide doorstep dical care."
Du Heng’s left eyelid twitched violently, which was quite uncomfortable. He secretly glanced at Li Qingde, thinking, Dean, that’s enough. It wasn’t as exaggerated as you’re making it sound. Don’t overdo it, or you’ll blow it.
Li Qingde didn’t see Du Heng’s glance, or perhaps he saw it and didn’t care. He was completely imrsed in the atmosphere he had woven, so deeply moved by his own narrative that he was lost in it.
"Fortunately, Du Heng and the others are good comrades! They withstood the skepticism, earned the people’s trust through their concrete actions, and achieved so modest results."
Li Qingde’s speech left the leaders feeling gratified and his colleagues filled with admiration.
As an intern, Ma Zichen could only stand with Wu Buwei at the very edge of the crowd. He listened, his blood pumping with excitent, deeply moved. While clapping, he quietly asked Wu Buwei beside him, "Wu, were you guys really working that hard?"
Wu Buwei himself was muddled by Li Qingde’s speech. He almost felt that Li Qingde was right and his own mories were mistaken. However, he still had so sense left. Hearing Ma Zichen’s question, he felt a pang of awkwardness and whispered, "Don’t interrupt when the leaders are speaking. Listen attentively."
Li Qingde’s enthusiasm continued, growing even more fervent.
"In one month, fighting on the front lines, Doctor Du completed 2,387 check-ups and prescriptions, averaging 80 patients a day. He worked from 8:00 a.m. until 7:00 or 8:00 p.m. When busy, he often couldn’t even eat lunch, just snatching a few bites by the consultation desk. Sotis, his al would be cold before he’d managed more than two or three mouthfuls."
"Seeing them work so hard pains , and it pains my colleagues as well."
"With young people like Du Heng and Wu Buwei working so hard on the front lines, we, as their leaders, colleagues, and comrades-in-arms, absolutely cannot hold them back. We must also ensure they are free from any worries about the rear."
"Our Health Clinic subsequently organized personnel and established a logistics support team. This team conducts real-ti follow-up visits with the patients Doctor Du has examined and treated, ensuring they receive tily and effective treatnt, as well as correct guidance on dical care and dication."
Li Qingde spoke with such fervor that spittle flew, while the leaders in front of him listened with smiles. However, he failed to notice the disdainful and mocking expressions of the doctors from the District Hospital and colleagues from other health clinics standing at the very back.
Going into villages to provide treatnt? Doorstep dical care? What an idiot, and he’s still here boasting about it.
Heh, exactly. Eighty patients a day? That’s pure exaggeration. Our outpatient doctors at the District Hospital see maybe thirty or forty a day, working non-stop. Eighty? Does he just glance at them and send them off? If that’s true, it’s utterly irresponsible.
Li Qingde couldn’t hear these whispered, sarcastic remarks. Nor could he see Zhang Jinlian, standing at the back of the crowd, her face contorted with a venomous expression.
"Through the close cooperation of all our colleagues at the Health Clinic, over the past month, we have cured a total of 659 typhoid patients and 315 patients with waist and leg pain."
"Furthermore, 37 patients with paralysis or hemiplegia have shown initial positive results from treatnt. Among them, Old Man Zuo Shucai from Mubangou can now stand and move with his family’s assistance. Five other patients can also stand briefly with family help. The remaining patients are also recovering well. We believe that with persistent treatnt, all of them will achieve success."
"Moreover, during this initiative, we also screened for and identified five cancer cases: three of gastric cancer, one of lung cancer, and one of rectal cancer. These patients have now been definitively diagnosed and have comnced treatnt."
As Li Qingde reached this point, his fervent tone softened slightly. However, he failed to notice that Xu Pinglin, the Deputy Director of Digestion Departnt 1 at the Provincial First Hospital, who was standing with the leaders, had an incredibly grim expression.
"Perhaps everyone has already heard it. Our doctors issued over two thousand prescriptions, yet our statistics show just over one thousand. There’s a significant discrepancy in the data."
"This isn’t data falsification; it’s the reality. This is the greatest challenge our Township Hospitals currently face. The ordinary people are often reluctant to seek treatnt. They don’t want to spend money; they’re pained by the expense. They tend to endure illnesses if possible, or delay seeking help, all to save money."
"In this regard, we still need you, esteed leaders, to help us devise solutions."
"Well said, and even better done!" one of the leaders exclaid, initiating a round of applause. He appeared to be the head of the group.
"In this new era, with its new demands, we must transform our thinking and alter our thods. We need to learn from these two young doctors and carry forward the spirit of fearlessness, tirelessness, and sacrifice, all for the sake of the people’s health..."
Everyone listened attentively as the leader spoke. But Xu Pinglin was preoccupied with other thoughts.
His presence in the evaluation group was partly due to an assignnt and partly a coincidence. He could have declined such an assignnt. However, not long ago, he had attended to a patient who specifically requested a screening for gastric cancer. This had surprised Xu Pinglin. Very few patients, if any, directly requested a gastric cancer screening rely due to stomach discomfort. Most were initially treated for gastritis or gastric ulcers. By the ti a cancer diagnosis was made, it was often in the middle-late stages. That patient’s intention had been very clear, and the test results confird his suspicion. Curious, Xu Pinglin inquired further and learned that it was a Doctor Du who had referred the patient.
This piqued Xu Pinglin’s interest. Since he had an assignnt to evaluate a subordinate unit and the location happened to match, he decided he wanted to et this doctor.
He wanted to learn from him, perhaps gain so insights.
But when he saw how young Du Heng was, skepticism began to creep in. This doctor seed far too young to be capable of diagnosing cancer.
Later, Li Qingde’s utterly shaless embellishnts made Xu Pinglin completely lose patience.
These people were too shaless, too contemptible!
Praising veteran doctors was understandable; at least they had experience. But Du Heng was just too young.
Clearly, this was just so piece of trash with connections, here to get gilded.
Such occurrences were common, even among his own acquaintances.
But today, an inexplicable fury ignited and burned fiercely within him.
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