Chapter 132 Quota Allocation and Mahjong
When the dean gave him the task of writing the manual.

Wang Mengde put forward a condition, that in addition to the people in the institute, he also wanted to find a few people from outside to help.

Without thinking, Dean Lu understood his idea, so he agreed without hesitation.

These are all small things. As long as the manual is really written, the credit still belongs to Wang Mengde and the research institute. Other outsiders can only get a share of the credit at most.

We chatted for a while, mainly because Dean Lu asked him in detail whether he had any ideas or plans.

Wang Mengde had read the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" in his previous life. Comparing it with the general framework in it, he talked freely and answered questions fluently.

Seeing that he really had ideas and plans, and that he spoke coherently, Dean Lu felt relieved.

At the same time, I also felt grateful in my heart that fortunately the young man in front of me studied traditional Chinese medicine. If he had studied Western medicine, it would not only be a loss to traditional Chinese medicine, but also a huge threat.

There is a kind of genius among geniuses who not only uses superb knowledge and skills to overwhelm his peers, but also changes the world's views.

It can influence policies at the top and promote the development of a school of thought at the bottom.

He felt that Wang Mengde was such a person.

The three of them chatted for almost an hour until the staff in the dean's office reminded them, and Dean Lu stopped talking, still unsatisfied.

If he didn't have something important to deal with later, he really wanted to continue chatting.

"Mr. Pu, Comrade Wang Mengde, please go back and make preparations. I will hold a meeting with several vice presidents and the heads of various research institutes this afternoon.

Let’s study and discuss the two suggestions just mentioned, but don’t worry, these two methods will definitely be passed at the meeting.”

He dared to make such a guarantee because he knew that the two methods proposed by Wang Mengde were very suitable for the current situation of the country, and anyone with insight and conscience would not object.

Besides, he has the confidence because he holds both the posts of secretary and dean in the institute.

Come out of the dean's office.

On the way, Pu Lao walked in front and said, "Meng De, how do you want to deploy this personnel? Also, we have so many people in the institute, why are you still thinking of looking for people from outside?"

“Sir, this is my plan. Each institute in the academy will be given three to four places, and then the deans and vice deans will each have two recommendation places.

The rest will naturally be given priority to my junior brothers and sisters. This time, writing the manual is also a rare opportunity for them to increase their qualifications and experience."

Wang Mengde first talked about the personnel allocation plan in the institute. He fully considered the situation of equal benefits. Other institutes and leaders all had quotas, so naturally everyone would be happy.

Moreover, they will allocate these places themselves to avoid causing resentment from others due to unfair distribution.

"Very good. I am very happy that you can take the interests of all parties into consideration and not monopolize them all." Mr. Pu said with appreciation.

At the beginning, President Lu did not mention the allocation of quotas, but let Wang Mengde choose people from the institute himself.

He was afraid that this student didn't understand the principle of sharing benefits equally, so he was going to give him some pointers later.

I didn't expect that he had thought of every aspect.

"Sir, I was the first to bring this up, and I've already taken the lion's share of the fame and fortune. If more people get involved, it won't affect me, and it can save me time and energy, and it'll also help with the compilation of the manual."

Wang Mengde said with a smile.

In front of Mr. Pu, he did not hide anything and said whatever he had to say.

These are his true feelings. From now on, when people mention the book "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", the first thing that comes to mind is definitely his name.

As for the other participants, most people would not pay attention to their names unless they specifically look for them.

"If you think so, I feel relieved."

Pu Lao said cheerfully.

The two of them talked about some details. After discussing this issue, Wang Mengde continued:
"As for finding someone from outside, sir, here's what I think.

Most of the people in our institute, especially the young people, are from the north, and there are relatively few from the south. I want to compile a medical manual that is applicable to both the north and the south, and this requires the help of doctors practicing medicine in the south.

So, I thought about finding some medical staff from outside to participate in the compilation. By the way, Brother Zhixiao used to work in the southern region for a long time, so he is also a suitable candidate. "

In the past, the first edition of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" was a practical textbook for barefoot doctors suitable for use in the southern region. Later, there gradually appeared a northern version and various other versions.

This time, Wang Mengde plans to do it in one go and compile a manual suitable for use in most parts of the country, combining the characteristics of the north and south regions.

In fact, on the one hand, that is what he said, and on the other hand, he was thinking about providing some benefits to the people close to him.

The first choice is naturally the master’s son, his senior brother.

Senior Brother Zhixiao followed Master Pu from Sichuan Province to the capital and is currently working in a hospital.

Whether for public or private reasons, he had to keep this opportunity for Senior Brother Zhixiao.

As for another candidate in mind, he planned to ask his father Wang Hao to participate as well. This would be a shortcut to improve his qualifications and resume.

As the saying goes, one should promote virtuous people regardless of their relationship with them. When Wang Hao was young, he had been treating patients in rural areas for a long time and had rich experience. Even if others had doubts in their hearts, they could not deny his ability.

There are still a few spots left, and he plans to leave them for Mr. Pu as a favor.

"Jixiao, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for him to come."

Pu Lao said with some hesitation.

Deep down, he really wanted his son to help write the medical manual.

This is something that will be remembered for generations to come, and for everyone who can participate in it, this may be the biggest opportunity in their life.

But at the same time, he also has some concerns that others may talk about him abusing his power for personal gain.

"Sir, we have no selfish motives. I know Brother Zhixiao's ability. It would be a waste of his talent to compile such a simple medical manual.

Besides, Senior Brother Zhixiao is more familiar with the situation in the south, and his help will definitely be of great help to our editing progress."

Wang Mengde persuaded.

As his teacher, Mr. Pu taught him everything he knew about medicine. Not only that, the fact that he could have achieved so many achievements at such a young age was also inseparable from Mr. Pu's guidance and help.

Being able to become Pu Lao's student also directly improved his starting point a lot.

Otherwise, although he could succeed on his own, he would definitely take many detours along the way.

"Okay, then let your Senior Brother Zhixiao get involved."

Pu Lao finally said reluctantly.

Then he thought for a moment and gave another suggestion:
“By the way, when you go back, write out the allocation plan I just mentioned and send it to Dean Lu.

If he brings out this allocation plan at the afternoon meeting, your two suggestions will be more easily passed.”

"Yes, sir, I will write it when I get back."

Wang Mengde answered readily.

noon.

In the cafeteria, Qian Dayong and Zhu Tao were standing in line next to him, one in front of the other, to get their meals.

After getting my meal, I didn’t eat in the cafeteria, but went to his office.

"Meng De, I heard recently that you have taught several students?
You are so amazing. Taozi and I haven't even completed our studies yet, but you're already teaching students.

The gap between humans and geniuses is simply too big.”

After taking a bite of the meal, Qian Dayong started to laugh at himself. When no one was around, they still addressed each other by the same name. If there were outsiders, they would call Wang Mengde "Deputy Director Wang".

"Haha, Brother Dayong, considering my current age, it is not time for me to teach students.

I am helping the teacher lay the foundation for several junior students. As you know, the teacher is old, and I don’t want him to be too tired, so I did what I could. "

Wang Mengde explained with a smile.

According to his medical skills and position, he is actually qualified to teach students. Mr. Pu also asked him about this a few days ago.

But because of his age, and the fact that he was already helping his teacher to guide several junior students, and had to spend a lot of time doing research, he had never considered this matter.

By the time these fellow junior students have finished their apprenticeship, he will be a little older and it won’t be too late to teach them then.

"Brother Meng De, do you have any research projects recently? If you need any help, just let me know."

On the side, Zhu Tao interrupted and asked.

He was very envious of Qian Dayong for being able to do research with Wang Mengde last year.

Finally, the Isatis root granules were developed, which brought great benefits to Qian Dayong.

Not only did he receive praise from his teacher, Vice President Zhu, but he also received an award from the city of Jingcheng, becoming an advanced and role model in the city.

"Taozi, I haven't decided what to study yet.

By the way, in the afternoon, especially after Vice President Zhu finishes his meeting, you and Brother Dayong should hang around her more often."

Wang Mengde said mysteriously.

"Meng De, what you mean is..."

Qian Dayong put down his chopsticks and asked hurriedly.

Something that made Wang Mengde specifically remind them must be of great benefit to them.

"Haha, if you stay with the teacher more often, you can listen to his teachings from time to time, right, Brother Dayong, Taozi."

He didn't say it directly, but the point had been made, and it was up to them whether to listen or not.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared in advance.

If they have been reminded and still haven't seized the opportunity, they can only blame their own bad luck.

It was soon five o'clock.

After finishing his consultation at Guang'anmen Hospital, Wang Mengde got on his bicycle and rode home in a hurry.

All the way he was thinking about what happened today.

In the afternoon, Mr. Pu told him that President Lu had convened a meeting and put forward his two suggestions on the spot.

At the same time, the quota allocation plan for writing the manual was also shown to everyone.

As he expected, all the leaders in the institute agreed and the matter was basically settled.

Of course, the process of reporting to superiors must still be followed.

However, this does not affect their preparation work.

Although this matter has not been announced yet in various research institutes, some well-informed people have started to move around.

They all knew that once this manual was completed, those who participated would definitely gain both fame and fortune.

night.

After dinner.

Wang Mengde and Wang Hao led Wang Yuanxun and Wang Yuandi to walk outside the yard, and their two younger brothers followed behind them.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wang Mengde whispered, "Dad, are you busy in the hospital recently?"

"Of course I'm busy. It's the season of change again. The number of patients suffering from various typhoid fevers and allergies has increased significantly, especially among children."

Wang Hao said casually.

"Dad, there's something. Our research institute is going to compile a manual soon. Is it convenient for you to participate?"

Wang Mengde then briefly recounted the specific events.

"Yes, your two suggestions are indeed a good way to solve the problem of lack of medical care and medicine in rural areas."

After listening to it, Wang Hao praised it without hesitation.

When he was a teenager, he started practicing medicine in rural areas with a medicine box on his back. At that time, farmers who were sick did not care about his age and would trust him unconditionally.

Because in many villages, there are no other doctors except him.

"As for participating in the editing, I won't go. I'll leave this opportunity to others."

"Dad, this is a rare opportunity. If you participate in this, you can be promoted to a higher level next year." Wang Mengde saw him refuse and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Forget it, Meng De, you already have a dominant position in this, if I get involved again, people will gossip about you.

Besides, my current level is already very high. I just got promoted to the next level. If I get promoted again next year, it may not be a good thing for me. It is better to be stable."

Wang Hao waved his hand and explained.

In fact, he was very tempted, but after repeated consideration, he felt that he could not take all the good things for himself.

"Okay, then I'll find someone else to participate."

Wang Mengde said somewhat helplessly.

He began to ponder in his mind, thinking about asking for this spot.

But I couldn’t think of who to give it to.

After walking for a while, Wang Hao saw his son was absent-minded from time to time, so he asked, "Meng De, who do you want to give this quota to?"

"Yes, I was planning to keep this spot for you. Now that you're not going, I don't know who to give it to."

"Haha, this is easy. I have a junior fellow student, the younger son of Mr. Cheng, the medical student I studied with before. He also works in a hospital in Beijing. Let him go."

Wang Hao also had the intention of repaying Mr. Cheng's kindness by letting his youngest son take part in compiling the manual.

When he was studying medicine, Mr. Cheng took great care of him and never kept anything to himself when teaching him. When he dropped out of school due to family difficulties, he even gave him several medical books.

It was with the help of these medical books that he was able to practice medicine while teaching himself, and eventually gain a foothold in the capital.

He has always kept this favor in mind, and now is a good opportunity to repay the kindness.

Saturday, April 4.

It's around four in the morning.

The courtyard gradually became crowded with people.

Today, starting from five o'clock in the morning, the city's population of three million will, under the unified command of the headquarters, encircle and eliminate the pest - "sparrows" in a vast area of ​​more than 87 million square kilometers.

(End of this chapter)