Chapter 278 What other conditions are there?
"The Country Doctor's Handbook?"

If the two teachers hadn’t mentioned Wang Deming, I would have almost forgotten him.

At that time, he was looking forward to reproducing the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", one of the three great books, in advance in this life, so that traditional Chinese medicine could get rid of the unfavorable situation of being suppressed.

He fully adopted the development concept of "surrounding the cities with the countryside" back then.

The result was a mixed bag. As expected, the "Handbook for Rural Doctors" became an instant hit and was reprinted over and over again, with millions of copies published.

You have to know that in those days there were basically no doctors or medicines in rural areas, and there were not many in cities either. There were only a few thousand Western medicine doctors in the country.

However, even with such popularity, there has been no substantial change in the status of traditional Chinese medicine.

At most, we can just turn a blind eye.

From that time on, Wang Deming deeply understood a line from Director Qi in a TV series in his previous life, "In the Name of People": Heroes are nothing in front of power!

More than a hero...

It's been a long time... Wang Deming was in a trance. After waiting for the confirmation from Principal Zhang and Lu Qinghuan, he came to his senses with a half-smile on his face, nodded, and said softly: "You two are teachers, why are you asking about this book?"

Principal Zhang and Lu Qinghuan were a little surprised by Wang Deming's attitude and looked at each other suspiciously.

Lu Qinghuan asked tentatively: "Deming, I saw that there is a Wang Deming among the chief editors of the book. Is it you?"

"That's right!" Wang Deming adjusted his mindset in an instant and joked, "What do you think? I should be the most famous student of the two teachers, right?"

The solemn atmosphere was swept away and everyone laughed out loud together.

Principal Zhang struck while the iron was hot and said, "Deming, how about giving a speech to the younger students graduating this year before the end of the month?"

Huh? Why did you suddenly invite me to give a speech?
It’s not like I have this status only today?
When he was studying at No. 5 Middle School, he published a novel, and later published To Live and the first half of Bright Sword. If he was just talking about giving a speech, he could have invited me earlier, right? It wouldn't be necessary for both of us to come to his house together, right?

Wang Deming did not respond immediately, but looked at Principal Zhang with a questioning look.

"Hehe, there is one more small matter," Principal Zhang said with a smug smile, "The Beijing Education Bureau is doing a secondary school evaluation. As you know, our school was a commoner school in the early years and did not have any outstanding achievements."

"Oh, except for the 'Sun Class' that your teacher Lu advocated to set up back then, the Sun's surname is gold. But they are not as good as you, and they are not yet successful! So... Deming, you have to set an example! Whether our school can become a key school in the city depends on you!"

We need to find more outstanding graduates from our school to report.”

Wang Deming understood clearly that they wanted to achieve political achievements and win funding, so they thought of him. You know, he never missed these two during the holidays.

They haven't visited me for many years and didn't even know that I had moved. Yet they asked my brother-in-law Chang Youguang to bring them here. It seemed that they could use me.

Tsk tsk, it is true that there are always face-saving projects in every era...

Lu Qinghuan also followed suit: "Deming, you have to be grateful. You are so outstanding now, and it is inseparable from the training you received from No. 5 Middle School!"

"Principal Zhang, Teacher Lu, you two are praising me too much. I haven't even graduated from college, how can I be a role model?" Wang Deming quickly declined.

If No.5 Middle School fails to be rated as a key middle school, the responsibility will fall on me? I was not included in the quota for staying in school and transferring to a cadre position.
Still grateful? What are you grateful for? Whose gratitude are you grateful for? Life is given by parents, money is earned by hard work, books are read with real money, houses are bought by scraping together, and illnesses are treated by selling everything you have.

Oh, please forgive my petty-bourgeois liberal thinking
"Look," Wang Deming said hypocritically, "I am just an ordinary worker in a steel mill now. I am not ashamed to be a role model for my juniors. So there is no need for me to give a speech, right?"

Principal Zhang secretly exchanged glances with Teacher Lu.

The two men knew very well that Wang Deming was no longer a rookie who had just entered society. The pure stupidity had disappeared from him, and slogans alone could no longer impress him.

Of course, it is not impossible for Wang Deming not to show up. He can just report his name, but the Beijing Education Bureau may not recognize it!
You said the editor-in-chief of "Rural Doctor's Handbook" is a student of your school? And he has only graduated for a few years? Who would believe it! There are many people with the same name. This book has such a great influence, and the top leaders are very supportive of it. The editor-in-chief must be a well-known old Chinese medicine doctor.

The title of a new writer alone would not make much difference. He is not the world-famous Lao She, and he is not even a member of the Writers Association.

It's not like they haven't tried to sound the waters before. The only way to get the approval of the Municipal Education Bureau and successfully promote their No. 5 Middle School to a key middle school is to let Wang Deming, the compiler of the "Rural Doctor's Handbook", come forward.

Because they heard word that the top leadership was going to reward all the compilers of this book.

No matter what means Wang Deming used to get the position of editor-in-chief, whether by cheating or deceiving, it does not matter. The fact that he is the editor-in-chief of the "Handbook of Rural Doctors" is enough power.

How could an education bureau in Beijing fail to see which way the wind was blowing?
"Comrade Chang, would you mind stepping aside for now?" After receiving the signal, Lu Qinghuan immediately turned to Chang Youguang, his smile revealing that he could not refuse, "We have something private to discuss with Deming."

"Oh, ok, you guys chat."

As soon as Chang Youguang left the main hall, Lu Qinghuan immediately put forward the first condition: "Deming, as your teacher, I know you a little bit. Your talent is really not worth it in a steel rolling mill! It must be because you don't have enough academic qualifications. If you graduate from university, your future will be even more limitless!"

"Now that Beijing University of Chinese Medicine will officially start classes in September, our school can recommend you to go directly to the university. Of course, you will need to go through the formalities of the college entrance examination."

"what do you think?"

After saying that, Lu Qinghuan smiled and looked directly at Wang Deming, waiting for him to nod.

But who would have thought that Wang Deming would raise his eyebrows, spread his hands helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "There is no need to study at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I have an elder who wanted me to be a lecturer at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but I have already refused."

Lu Qinghuan's smile seemed to be frozen in an instant, stiff on his face.

The main room fell into a brief silence, and one could hear a pin drop.
"Haha, I was wondering why Deming needed to continue studying at a traditional Chinese medicine university when he could serve as the editor-in-chief of the amazing book Rural TCM Handbook?"

Principal Zhang pretended to laugh heartily to break the awkwardness and put forward his conditions: "We didn't have a real traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Beijing before, but we are going to set up a new one in September this year. It's just opposite Xiyangwei Hutong on West Street, very close to your home, and it only takes 9 minutes to walk there at most."

Principal Zhang Tianyong patted his chest and took on the responsibility: "It just so happens that the person who is planning to build this hospital is my old comrade Deming. I will help you get a job quota at the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. You don't have to worry about the job transfer, just wait for the transfer order!"

"Haha, you are a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, it would be more appropriate for you to work in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"Uh, Principal Zhang, the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital wanted to transfer me there, but I didn't agree, so I asked my senior brother to go instead of me."

"Okay, Deming, let's make it a deal. You..." Principal Zhang continued to talk to himself, but his voice became weaker and weaker, almost inaudible.

The three of them stared at each other awkwardly.
(End of this chapter)