So people who wanted to speak were suddenly silenced, but Zhang Yongjun continued, "He's currently a successful Dean, can have the final say in his hospital, and develop it as he wishes. Why should he co here to be your Deputy Director or Vice Dean? If we made him Dean, what would happen to our current Dean?"
The speaker's expression turned extrely ugly. He first glanced at the Dean, whose face had already darkened, and then hurriedly said to Zhang Yongjun, "Director Zhang, don't talk nonsense! You're putting words in my mouth. I never said any of those things. This is blatant slander!"
"Isn't that what you ant?"
"You..."
The Dean couldn't bear it any longer and knocked on the table again. "Alright. Let's stick to the discussion and not argue."
The speaker seized the opportunity to back down but then added, "He's just one person, and traditional Chinese dicine is difficult to replicate, so we should just maintain a calm perspective."
Zhang Yongjun laughed outright. "One person? As a doctor yourself, don't you know how much impact a single good doctor can have on a hospital? Based on Dean Du Heng's current skill level, how long do you think it will take for the entire city, even the entire province, to know he's the best doctor for treating tumors? One year? Two years? Or three years? Don't forget, Doctor Du is only thirty years old this year. He's not like us, already in our forties or fifties; he has plenty of ti.
"And there's one more thing: he's now an Internet Celebrity Doctor with 10 million fans. Do you know what 10 million fans signify? It ans that the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital is now experiencing patient overcrowding. It ans their hospital bed vacancy rate is below forty percent. It ans the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital is on a stable path to becoming a tertiary and secondary hospital this year. And it ans that before long, Dean Du Heng will be on par with our own Dean. Were you unaware of all this?"
Arrogance is the greatest ignorance. The doctor who had spoken had never paid any attention to Du Heng, so naturally, he didn't know these things.
A corner of Zhang Yongjun's mouth twitched, and he continued slowly, "As I just ntioned, Dean Du Heng is leading a national-level project, and this project focuses on the treatnt of stroke complications. The mbers of this research group include participants from all major hospitals, except for our Provincial Tumor Hospital and the Provincial Won and Children's Hospital. As far as I know, every participating hospital has funded this project. Their sole request is for Dean Du Heng to train their own young doctors capable of treating strokes. Do you think a man who can start training stroke-treating doctors at the age of thirty is incapable of training tumor-treating doctors?"
Everyone was once again rendered speechless and fell silent. Zhang Yongjun's words, to a certain extent, also rendered the Dean's second discussion point moot. They genuinely couldn't think of any ans to draw such a person into their camp.
At this ti, Song, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. "Actually, our Respiratory Departnt started paying attention to this Doctor Du last year."
The Dean imdiately looked at Song. "Explain in detail."
"I wonder if any of you recall, around June last year, the Jinzhou Evening News suddenly ran a large feature on a village doctor who could treat lung cancer and also stroke?" Song glanced around at everyone. Seeing no response, he continued, "And that lung cancer patient, who was also the reporter who wrote the article, was the sa person. Coincidentally, this person was also a patient in our Respiratory Departnt. So, from that point on, I started following this doctor nad Du Heng. However, after so ti, he didn't seem to treat any more tumor patients, so I gradually stopped looking into it. It wasn't until May of this year, when the internet was again flooded with news of him successfully treating tumors, that I asked soone to collect all the disease records of tumor cases he had treated."
At this point, he shook his head slightly. "How should I put it? Looking at those disease records, I don't know how to evaluate them because he has treated tumors of every category. Although I don't understand the reasoning behind traditional Chinese dicine prescriptions, according to my research, so of the dicinal herbs in these prescriptions are identical. This suggests that Doctor Du has already formulated a kind of universal prescription."
Zhang Yongjun imdiately added, "In traditional Chinese dicine, this universal formula is called a 'basic prescription.' A basic prescription is designed for a specific disease. It's then modified with additions or subtractions according to the patient's specific condition for normal use."
Zhang Yongjun's explanation was a bit redundant. Even if those present had differing views on traditional Chinese dicine, working together in the sa hospital daily ant they had at least so understanding of these basic concepts. So, most didn't pay much attention to his words. Instead, they exchanged glances, their expressions varied. A universal prescription, and one that worked for several types of conditions—this certainly gave them sothing to think about.
For a mont, all eyes were on the Dean. It doesn't matter if we can recruit him, but we absolutely must learn this prescription! It's a priceless treasure, akin to a special dicine in Western dicine, performing the sa vital function.
The Dean was accustod to being the center of attention, but today he felt an exceptional amount of pressure. Yet, no matter how pressured he felt, he couldn't think of a good solution at that mont.
Just then, a person sitting next to Song said, "If I may interject, yesterday, a patient admitted to our Proctology Departnt suddenly requested to be discharged."
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