Chapter 238 Nothing Can Be Missed

"Haven't you ever heard of Guan Gong scraping bones to cure poison?"

Wang Deming glanced at the application report that was brought back on the table, turned his head to look at Yin Mei, and said this.

Of course, Wang Deming was not surprised at all that the project was cut in half. It would have been strange if the entire project was approved.

In your previous life, when you reported your budget at the beginning of the year, you had to work very hard to report it. No matter if it could be used or not, if you didn't report your budget, how could you prove that your department was important? How could you prove that you were a person of high status?
As for what to do if you can’t spend all the money after it’s approved? It’s easy. Just find a project at the end of the year to spend it. What? Can’t spend it?
How do you do your work? Do you want to apply for projects and funding in the future?

Don't we need to replace the hospital bed? We can replace it with a smart one with a keypad, a bedside screen, and video calls. A set costs tens or even hundreds of thousands of yuan.

We also made the ward smarter, replaced the curtains and air conditioners with voice controls, and added a large movable screen with wireless networking.
If you want to spend money, what else can you do?

Here’s a little-known fact: in the past, the annual losses of public hospitals were over 1 trillion yuan (including large tertiary hospitals).
Yin Mei was choked by Wang Deming's words about Guan Gong and was speechless. After a long pause, she finally replied, "Is it true that Guan Gong scraped his bones?"

"Of course it's true." It was only because there were no mobile phones at that time, otherwise Wang Deming would definitely throw the archaeological evidence photos in these people's faces, but there is no other evidence.

He slowly raised his finger: "The Sui Dynasty's Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Various Diseases, Symptoms of Intestinal Injuries" states: "If the intestines are severed by a wound and both ends are visible, they can be quickly repaired. First, use a needle and thread to repair the severed intestines, then apply chicken blood to the edges, and do not let the air leak out, then push it in. However, if the wound is painful, it should be tied with a raw silk thread to cut off the blood vessels."

"The Tang Dynasty's Wai Tai Mi Yao, the Song Dynasty's Shi Yi De Xiao Fang and Yong Lei Quan Fang clearly record the following surgical instruments: needles, scissors, knives, forceps, chisels; Gao Wenjin's Surgery Illustrated Explanation in the Qing Dynasty; and He Jingcai's Surgery Ming Yin Ji, which lists three types of scalpels: open wound knives, flat blade knives, and moon blade knives."

Wang Deming smiled faintly and said slowly, "Comrade Yin Mei, now you are telling me that Chinese medicine has no surgery?"

Yin Mei was once again stunned by the list of books Wang Deming mentioned. After a long pause, she asked in confusion, "Why do some people always say that Chinese medicine is feudal and unscientific?"

"To show off your Western education?" Wang Deming shrugged, took off the pen from his chest and crossed out several large medical devices on the report, saying, "What is science? The Western anatomy that the West uses is a complete set of traditional Chinese medicine that we had in the Song Dynasty, but it was only circulated in the surgical field and was only used for surgical operations."

"Why is that?" Yin Mei took the application report that Wang Deming had re-marked, glanced at it, and asked curiously.

"what why?"

"If anatomy becomes more popular, wouldn't our Chinese medicine techniques become more scientific?"

"Tsk tsk, it's very simple, because the concepts are inconsistent! It's the difference between Tao and Shu." Wang Deming shook his head and sneered: "The foundation of Chinese medicine is that people are a whole, never a separate object. From the Taoist Yin and Yang perspective, the body is Yang and the soul is Yin. As the saying goes, one Yin and one Yang is Tao."

"And what about Western medicine? Does it only study the physical part? Do anatomy, neurology, and pharmacology involve the human spirit?"

Seeing Yin Mei still confused, nurse Xiaomei also came over quietly. Wang Deming gave the simplest example again, "Live fish and shrimp in the sea, just caught from the sea? Is the meat salty or bland? After being marinated, is the meat salty or bland?"

"The meat of live fish from the sea must be bland!" Nurse Xiaomei suddenly interrupted, "Our favorite food in Beijing is the sole shipped from Tianjin. After being braised, the meat is tender and delicious. Dried shrimps are salty!"

Yin Mei's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she had discovered something and suddenly exclaimed, "That really makes sense! The kelp fish our factory distributed before the New Year was frozen in lumps and tasted bland."

"Have you figured it out? Western medicine has always been studying that salted fish. They still can't figure out why bone disease requires regulating the kidneys."

"That's enough. There's no point in saying more." Wang Deming waved his hand, took out "Quiet Flows the Don" from his bag and prepared to continue translating. He said with a hint of threat: "I removed the X-ray, blood tester and urine tester. These are the big items." "If the Finance Department makes trouble again, I will give up. From now on, I will only take care of massage. As for other diseases, come to me and I won't take care of them."

After listening to Wang Deming's popular science, Yin Mei was full of fighting spirit. She was also afraid that Wang Deming would give up. She patted her chest and said loudly, "Don't worry, leave it to me. I promise to buy them all for you!"

"Is that for me? It's for the steel mill."

“All the same.”

After Yin Mei re-transcribed it and checked again to see if there were any problems, she took the latest purchase application to Director Yang and slammed the table angrily, "Director Yang, Comrade De Ming and I have discussed this, and this is it, nothing can be missing!"

Director Yang picked it up with a chuckle, "Comrade Yin Mei, I just criticized you for being cautious this morning." Suddenly his face darkened, his brows knitted, and he asked, "Comrade Yin Mei, didn't I say that all surgical instruments should be removed? Why are these three items, surgical instruments, operating tables, and surgical gowns, still there?"

"Director Yang, the Chairman said that without investigation, there is no right to speak!" Yin Mei did not give in at all: "You don't understand Chinese medicine, how do you know that Chinese medicine does not have surgery?"

She applied what she learned on the spot, "Have you never heard of Guan Gong scraping his bones to cure poison?"

Director Yang was stunned. "That's a novel! How can you take it seriously?"

"Why can't you take it seriously?" Yin Mei had a good memory, and although she didn't remember everything, she remembered the general idea: "Our Chinese medicine books "Treatise on Various Diseases" and "Secrets of the Imperial Pharmacy" from the Sui and Tang dynasties clearly recorded surgical operations and related surgical instruments."

"Complete anatomical diagrams were already available in the Song Dynasty, and surgical books were recorded in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Who says that Chinese medicine has no surgery?"

Director Yang was surprised. "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Yin Mei said firmly, "It's all well-documented. If you don't believe it, go check it yourself."

"I have to remind you that Comrade Deming has the ability to perform surgical operations and can promptly treat injured workers. If you do not approve the purchase and a worker is injured and not treated in time, then you will be held responsible..."

"I'll sign it right away!" Director Yang signed his name on the purchase application with a flourish of his pen and waved his hand, "Go to the Finance Department to get the money. We went to the meeting before, so we don't need to go this time."

"Hmph!" Yin Mei took the application, raised her chin high, and turned away arrogantly.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Director Yang smiled bitterly at the workers and the chairperson of the Women's Federation and said, "Haha, this comrade Yin Mei is indeed a retired soldier."

The workers' chairman smiled and said nothing.

The Women's Federation Chairperson raised her eyebrows and said, "This is the comrade of our new era."

Yin Mei slapped the application form on the counter of the Finance Department again and said sarcastically, "Xiao Tan, have you received the notice from Chairman Lou? Comrade Lou Xiaofeng has been appointed to another position and is no longer in an administrative position."

"Now, for this purchase application, are you going to approve the money? Or are you going to approve the money?"

(End of this chapter)