Chapter 145 envelopes

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Du Heng was praying, wishing to save the man as soon as possible and bring this matter to an end. Although they had brought first-aid medication, none of them were Western Medicine Doctors, and Du Heng did not have the authority to prescribe the Western first-aid medicines they had. If something went wrong, besides the traditional Chinese medicine first aid he himself could administer, he would have no choice but to take the risk of using the Western medicines. Sometimes, you have to admit, traditional Chinese medicine falls short of Western medicine. Especially in emergency cases like this. For example, in cases of shock or cardiac arrest, traditional Chinese medicine can employ acupuncture and Chinese patent medicine for quick first aid. Western medicine can simply inject Adrenaline, and the job is done. While they may sound the same, emergency acupuncture is extremely demanding in terms of skills. Of a hundred practitioners, ninety-eight might not know how to do it, and one of the remaining two might execute it tremblingly. In the end, there might only be one person who can properly and effectively perform it. But for the application of Adrenaline, any Western doctor who can administer an injection can do it. The high bar and disparity in practice scale only get magnified. As for why this is the case, it could only be said that there are issues with the current way of teaching traditional Chinese medicine. In the past, to learn traditional Chinese medicine, one had to memorize the guidelines starting from a young age, all the way until around one’s thirties, before they were considered ready to practice. But now, after finally getting into University, there is a prerequisite of learning Western medicine for a year. In the remaining four years, the final year is spent on internships. All in all, your time studying in school amounts to only three years. That’s why there is a problem now; not to mention emergencies, even diagnosing illnesses with traditional Chinese medicine is posing issues. Clinicians who can syndrome differentiate and prescribe aren’t proficient in acupuncture, and those skilled in acupuncture aren’t competent in prescribing. Hence, there are Acupuncture Halls aplenty today. Medical treatment technique has somehow mixed into the health and wellness industry. Digressing, but that is precisely what Du Heng was dealing with now. To sum it up, there were not enough hands in their Health Clinic. If they had had one more Western doctor today, Du Heng would certainly have brought him to the scene. Thankfully, this dilemma was soon to be over. While the district office was working out a solution, an ambulance from the Municipal First Hospital arrived at the scene. The person who came was an acquaintance of Du Heng, an Emergency Doctor he knew from the transportation of Zhang Xi. After a brief communication, Du Heng handed over the leading role in the rescue mission to this doctor and left the inner circle with Wang Lili and the driver. However, merely two minutes after leaving, they heard exclamations, followed by crying, cursing, applause, and cheering. Wang Lili and the driver were very keen to see what was going on inside, but Du Heng had no interest. No matter how you looked at it, the one inside was a member of his, the Du Family. Events like these did leave him feeling uncomfortable, to say the least. Before the applause could die down, they saw several police officers carrying Du Da out like they were hauling a dead pig. And even then, Du Da was still struggling and twisting violently. This farce had finally come to an end. Du Da was now crippled, his mother heartbroken, and the face of the Du Family had been completely lost. Gong Daoyang came out with the crowd. He patted Du Heng on the shoulder, "It’s over. Let’s go back." Du Heng also let out a long sigh of relief, "Let’s go." Once he returned to the Health Clinic, those who stayed behind immediately gathered around. They were curious to know what had happened at the scene. However, feeling a little complicated, Du Heng ignored them and returned to the Dean’s Office. He needed to report the result of this event to his superiors and to remind his superiors to send the new staff member to the Health Clinic as soon as possible. In the afternoon, Du Heng did not oversee Wu Buwei while administering the acupuncture. Wu Buwei, who had been disciplined by Du Heng last week, had become more conscientious and cautious. Hence, Du Heng was rather sure about him. Time passed quickly, and the afternoon had gone by in a blur. Just as the workday was ending, Wang Lili walked in, closing the door behind her. Seeing Du Heng packing up, Wang Lili said with a smile, "Our Dean sure is eager to finish work." Du Heng was feeling much better now, and he shot Wang Lili a grin, "Healthy decisions reflect a healthy mind. Do you need something?" Wang Lili took an envelope out of her pocket and placed it on Du Heng’s desk. "What is this?" Du Heng glanced at the envelope. It seemed similar to the one he had sent to Li Qingde, albeit not as thick. Wang Lili chuckled lightly, "It’s an allowance for the self-funded vaccine." Self-funded vaccine? Du Heng understood immediately. "You can keep it, there is no need to give it to me." "No, that’s not acceptable. This is specifically for you; I’ve already taken out my share." "Was it always like this in the past?" "Every year, don’t worry." Du Heng gave a smile, considering a refusal but thinking otherwise. If he didn’t take it, would it make it difficult for Wang Lili to accept hers? "Alright, I’ll accept it." At this, Wang Lili’s smile brightened substantially. "Alright then, you continue packing. I have to get back to work." Once Wang Lili had left, Du Heng sat in his chair and looked at the envelope in his hand for a while before bursting into laughter. No wonder everyone loved being a leader. He tossed the envelope into his bag and carried it downstairs. As the Dean now, no one could object to Du Heng entering or leaving the registration office. So he walked straight into the registration office. Wang Zhenzhen had already turned off her computer and was applying makeup in front of a small mirror, preparing to finish work too. Seeing Du Heng walk in, she said with a smile, "Off limits, no entry to others except personnel from finance." Du Heng did not take the bait and took the envelope out of his bag instead, setting it in front of Wang Zhenzhen. As someone who worked in finance, Wang Zhenzhen recognized what it was at one glance. "What are you doing? Trying to bribe me?" she said, clicking her tongue. "Dream on," Du Heng replied with a laugh. "Sis, use this money to book a nice restaurant tomorrow." Putting down her makeup mirror, Wang Zhenzhen looked at Du Heng with a puzzled expression, "What’s the occasion? Who are you inviting?" "Our colleagues in the Health Clinic." "For what? To celebrate you becoming the Dean? Isn’t that a bit too delayed?" "Not at all. It’s to hold a farewell party for Li and a welcome party for the new staffers." It was a given to hold a farewell party for Li—they’d worked together for five or six years, and just this week, the old man had been given a good scare. Moreover, since Du Heng was now the head of the Health Clinic, he didn’t want to appear stingy. But what did he mean by new staff? "Are you referring to the three who returned from the Township Government? There’s really no need for that; even the newest among them has been here for a year." "I forgot to tell you, the leader has agreed to send the personnel allocated to our Health Clinic. They will be arriving tomorrow." Wang Zhenzhen was indifferent; no matter how many people came, as long as they were not coming to finance. She asked lightly, "How many people and what are their positions?"

Chapter 145 envelopes

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