Lin Gao Qiming
Chapter 2556 Undercurrent in Dongguan
Chapter 2556 Undercurrent in Dongguan
In the middle of the night, the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital located in the Great World.The conscientious doctors and nurses are still busy.This is the only "Australian-style" hospital on the mainland, with electric lighting that is extremely rare in Guangzhou City, and the lights stay on all night.
With the continuous success of modern drug reproduction, the reputation of this hospital is getting louder and louder, and countless people come to see the doctor every day.Not only patients with various difficult and miscellaneous diseases from the Pearl River Delta region came here, but patients from as far away as Guangxi also came here.There are even wealthy families who come from Jiangnan and the capital for medical treatment.
As a result, the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital inevitably embarked on the old road of the top three giant hospitals in the old time and space, occupying more and more space, setting more and more beds, and in order to fill the hospital with medical staff, the attached health school It is also constantly devouring the space of the big world.
Although the space of the Great World is not yet too tight, the Great World is still a commercial complex after all, and it is somewhat against the law to put a hospital here.Moreover, the crowd queuing up for registration also affected the overall atmosphere of the commercial street to some extent.Therefore, Deng Bojun came to Guangzhou not long ago for research, planning to relocate the general hospital to a more suitable place, and by the way, expand the size of the affiliated health school by two or three times.
Lin Motian, who had been spinning like a spinning top all day, finally returned to his desk - he was off work, but there were still some documents in hand that needed to be approved by the dean himself.Fortunately, Li Mo, the very capable Chief of General Affairs in the Provincial Hong Kong General Hospital, rescued Lin Motian from the heavy hospital work, allowing him to concentrate on medical work.Otherwise, the hospital affairs of this giant hospital alone would be enough to overwhelm him.
Looking at the stack of notes pressed by a paperweight on the table, he felt a little helpless, "I'm asking you again, hey, but I can't help if I don't help..."
Pick up the first one, which is a note of entrustment.
Guangzhou was initially settled, and a thousand things were waiting to be done. The various agencies under the municipal government said that there were rules, but there were no rules. They said there were no rules, but they were not completely without rules.This was a request from a naturalized cadre to Lin Motian with a note written for him by a certain chief. Lin Motian, who was so busy, finally found time to give instructions.
Lin Motian turned his neck, picked up a pen and paper and sprinkled it. At this moment, a little girl's head came in from the door, and she said to Lin Motian: "Chief, Section Chief Huang from the Health Bureau asked for it. It's urgent."
Lin Motian, whose buttocks were still hot, stood up again, still holding the approval note with a few words in his hand, and followed the little girl out.
The next day, Section Chief Huang, who returned to the Health Bureau, flipped through the documents brought back from Lin Motian, and a piece of paper floated down.Section Chief Huang bent down and picked it up. It seemed to be the handwriting of Lin Motian's veteran. He saw that it said: "The cadres of your ministry are hardworking and very capable. Now."
"What is this?" Section Chief Huang looked at the half of the comment, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, but it was difficult to ask.As a result, a certain cadre's approval note just disappeared without a trace.
In Chashan, Dongguan, there is a deep courtyard. A 30-year-old middle-aged man stared at the withered leaves in the courtyard for an hour, and the servants at home did not dare to disturb him.After a while, he moved his lips and murmured: "Mr. Xuandu (Deng Yunxiao) died in anger first. Unexpectedly, after traveling for several years, Quanren (Chen Xuequan) died young. He was only three years older than me. The bandit invaded the city, and Qisi (Dongguan county magistrate Wang Yunguang) also committed suicide to serve the country..."
It was none other than Zhang Mu who expressed his lament.Zhang Mu, courtesy name Erqi and nickname Muzhi, was the descendant of Zhang Jiuling, Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty.His father, Zhang Shiyu, was a Juren in the 13th year of Wanli, and he was an official in Bobai County, Guangxi.When Zhang Mu was born, his father was over [-] years old.Having a son in old age, he loves him very much. Because of his rich family, Zhang Mu’s twelfth Mu Xin Mausoleum, the thirteenth teacher holds Pu, the fifteenth is fine riding and shooting, the fame is in the desert, the weak crown is pedantic, the ups and downs are not good for Confucianism, although he is not a daughter My son, the BMW is always on the way, there are many miscellaneous guests in the Heng family, and all the spirits are husbands.When I was young, I studied with my friends in Luofu Mountain, drank stone springs, and lay in the spring smoke. What a pleasure.
In the sixth year of Chongzhen (1633), he resolutely went to the north of Lingbei, thinking of making contributions to the frontier. Some teachers and friends wanted to recommend him to Yang Sichang, the supervisor of Shanhaiguan, but failed for some reason.So he traveled to Jingchu, Hunan, Jiangxi, Suzhou and Hangzhou. For several years, he enjoyed the beautiful mountains and rivers, and he was also used to seeing the flames of war everywhere and the people's desperation.Unexpectedly, when he returned to his hometown, he heard that the Kun bandits had suddenly launched an attack and had already occupied Guangdong and Guangxi. After several months of patrolling in Jiangxi, he had to return to Suzhou and Hangzhou.Who wants to say goodbye for several years, so many old people will die, and they can't help but feel sad.
Back in the study, Zhang Mu looked up and saw a calligraphy and painting on the wall. It was "For Zhang Muzhi" given to him by Kuang Lu.The poem goes: "West wind sets and the sun hangs high teeth, and Zhang Lang's poems are named Jianhua. The gods and objects in ancient times are not easy to get, so I have to look at them again and again. You have a deep and sincere hand, and the literary heart and powder painting are all games. In the past Yun Baotao, but Sun Yang wrote about Longji. Don’t you see that Huaiyin begs for food to send to his mother, and Wu Yuan plays the flute to Wu City. In ancient times, heroes lost their way so often, so let the public stop fishing and return to Cangzhou, and the elixir will never die.”
"I don't know what happened to that old boy Zhan Ruo (Kuang Lu)." Zhang Mu thought to himself. He heard that Kuang Lu offended Nanhai County Magistrate Huang Xiyin after he went north, and fled to Guangxi. Unfortunately, it was inconvenient for him to write letters abroad. I don't know where he is. Otherwise, it must be a pleasure to travel the mountains and rivers hand in hand with close friends.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu felt a sliver of comfort in his heart. Then he spread the rice paper on the desk, and ordered the servant to study the ink, and took up the pen to write "Daijia Mountain, so many dead and mourning, writing poems to encourage yourself". In troubled times, riches and honors do not last forever. Suffering from poverty and lowliness, all kinds of work are hard work. Poverty and lowliness are easy to return, but wealth and honor are delayed. Looking back, the body is getting lighter, and everything is like chaff. Admired teachers and friends, attract sages and sages. The West has ancient Buddha, wishing to cover the ten directions. The Buddhist family is based on my teacher, and the proclamation is very detailed. The sincere thoughts are continuous, and the body comes out of the lotus room. The five colors are like a car cover, and the fragrance follows the bath. The dust and sand see pearls and jade, and the earth is filled with seven treasures. Emperor The outlines are gorgeous and the trees are lined, the wind is full of reeds. Luan and cranes can play a hundred sounds, satirize and sing lightly. There is no cold or heat, and the heart is salty and cool. Things are far and good, and lust and murder compete to commit suicide. The old man forgets the date of return, and I wish to be with you Merchant of grudges."
After writing, a young servant suddenly reported outside: "Master, Master Su Yulin has an invitation."
"Su Guansheng? We don't have much contact on weekdays. Why is he looking for me? Where are you going?" Zhang Mu was a little surprised.
The boy said: "I didn't say anything, I just said that I was in Yan'an, Huangcun."
There used to be no temples in Huangcun, Dongguan, but there was a famous Jie Temple in history, which was the Daodu monk's Daoist temple.Daodu monk, nicknamed Kongyin, was born in Nanhai, Guangdong, and was the 33rd generation successor of Caodongzong.Jie’an was built by the Daodu monk and the natural monk (Zeng Qixin) after they returned to Guangdong. However, the Daodu monk was still at the Jinlun Peak in Lushan Mountain at this time. Originally, he was supposed to return to Guangzhou at the invitation of Chen Zizhuang, Li Suiqiu and others in 1640. , due to the arrival of the Senate, whether Monk Daodu will come back is a big question mark.
The so-called Yan'an is the practice house built by Yuan Chonghuan's staff Li Yunlong in this time and space after he traveled to Dongguan after he became a monk.
More than ten kilometers away, Wanjiazuo (now Wanjiang Village Toufang), an ordinary family, has a somewhat dull atmosphere.
The mother at home was sick in bed, and the son was carrying some white tablet medicine to his mother with a bowl of clear water, which he took from the newly opened Runshitang in the city.Previously, the family had invited the best old Chinese doctor in the county to see a doctor, and the prescription had to use some original cricket as a medicine, who could get it, so I had to catch a pair of crickets at random. Drinking the dark medicinal liquid that comes out has no effect.So he could only place his hopes on the Australian Runshitang, who said that sulfonamide is the panacea for Australians. Although it cannot bring the dead back to life, it is said that most diseases can be cured after taking it.
But something is wrong with the current situation. Sulfa has been used several times, but the mother's condition has not improved, and the whole family is anxious.The son had to spend a lot of money to ask for leave. Doctor Kun came to see and treat him. The doctor listened here and there with a new stethoscope. After asking about the medical records, he sighed and shook his head.
The son was extremely filial, knelt down and begged: "Doctor, I know that the medical skills of the Great Song Dynasty are excellent and wonderful, there must be help, right?"
The doctor took out a prescription, scribbled a prescription and handed it to him, and said mysteriously: "The sulfonamide I can prescribe is the earliest variety of Sulfonamide in Lingao Pharmaceutical Factory, and its curative effect is not very reliable. If you have a way to get this medicine from the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital, you may still be saved."
The son took the prescription and saw that it read: "One penicillin (1 units)."
After sending the doctor away with great gratitude, the son couldn't help thinking that maybe only Chief Du could help.
"Jiayu, Jiayu..." Suddenly there was a shout from outside the door, accompanied by knocks on the door.
"Shi Bao, take care of mother, I'll open the door." Zhang Jiayu said to her younger sister.
"Sir!" The door opened after a "squeak", and Zhang Jiayu shouted to the visitor in surprise. The visitor, who looked about 40 years old, was Zhang Jiayu's former professional teacher Lin Wei.In Lin Wei's place, Zhang Jiayu focused on "Book of Changes" in order to participate in the imperial examination, and by the way also studied military books such as "Three Strategies of Huangshi Gong", "New Book of Ji Xiao", "Wu Bei Zhi", "Bao Ji Yao Lue" and "Shen Qipu".
Lin Wei carefully looked around, closed the door after entering the house, and then said to Zhang Jiayu: "Jiayu, I heard that you came back from Guangzhou, have you ever been made things difficult by Kun...Australians?"
Zhang Jiayu was a little absent-minded, and replied: "Australians are busy with government affairs, so they won't make things difficult for me, an unknown person. Originally, I wanted to go to Guangzhou to broaden my horizons and join the academy for scholars in the city, but I didn't expect the Australians to come in."
(End of this chapter)
In the middle of the night, the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital located in the Great World.The conscientious doctors and nurses are still busy.This is the only "Australian-style" hospital on the mainland, with electric lighting that is extremely rare in Guangzhou City, and the lights stay on all night.
With the continuous success of modern drug reproduction, the reputation of this hospital is getting louder and louder, and countless people come to see the doctor every day.Not only patients with various difficult and miscellaneous diseases from the Pearl River Delta region came here, but patients from as far away as Guangxi also came here.There are even wealthy families who come from Jiangnan and the capital for medical treatment.
As a result, the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital inevitably embarked on the old road of the top three giant hospitals in the old time and space, occupying more and more space, setting more and more beds, and in order to fill the hospital with medical staff, the attached health school It is also constantly devouring the space of the big world.
Although the space of the Great World is not yet too tight, the Great World is still a commercial complex after all, and it is somewhat against the law to put a hospital here.Moreover, the crowd queuing up for registration also affected the overall atmosphere of the commercial street to some extent.Therefore, Deng Bojun came to Guangzhou not long ago for research, planning to relocate the general hospital to a more suitable place, and by the way, expand the size of the affiliated health school by two or three times.
Lin Motian, who had been spinning like a spinning top all day, finally returned to his desk - he was off work, but there were still some documents in hand that needed to be approved by the dean himself.Fortunately, Li Mo, the very capable Chief of General Affairs in the Provincial Hong Kong General Hospital, rescued Lin Motian from the heavy hospital work, allowing him to concentrate on medical work.Otherwise, the hospital affairs of this giant hospital alone would be enough to overwhelm him.
Looking at the stack of notes pressed by a paperweight on the table, he felt a little helpless, "I'm asking you again, hey, but I can't help if I don't help..."
Pick up the first one, which is a note of entrustment.
Guangzhou was initially settled, and a thousand things were waiting to be done. The various agencies under the municipal government said that there were rules, but there were no rules. They said there were no rules, but they were not completely without rules.This was a request from a naturalized cadre to Lin Motian with a note written for him by a certain chief. Lin Motian, who was so busy, finally found time to give instructions.
Lin Motian turned his neck, picked up a pen and paper and sprinkled it. At this moment, a little girl's head came in from the door, and she said to Lin Motian: "Chief, Section Chief Huang from the Health Bureau asked for it. It's urgent."
Lin Motian, whose buttocks were still hot, stood up again, still holding the approval note with a few words in his hand, and followed the little girl out.
The next day, Section Chief Huang, who returned to the Health Bureau, flipped through the documents brought back from Lin Motian, and a piece of paper floated down.Section Chief Huang bent down and picked it up. It seemed to be the handwriting of Lin Motian's veteran. He saw that it said: "The cadres of your ministry are hardworking and very capable. Now."
"What is this?" Section Chief Huang looked at the half of the comment, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, but it was difficult to ask.As a result, a certain cadre's approval note just disappeared without a trace.
In Chashan, Dongguan, there is a deep courtyard. A 30-year-old middle-aged man stared at the withered leaves in the courtyard for an hour, and the servants at home did not dare to disturb him.After a while, he moved his lips and murmured: "Mr. Xuandu (Deng Yunxiao) died in anger first. Unexpectedly, after traveling for several years, Quanren (Chen Xuequan) died young. He was only three years older than me. The bandit invaded the city, and Qisi (Dongguan county magistrate Wang Yunguang) also committed suicide to serve the country..."
It was none other than Zhang Mu who expressed his lament.Zhang Mu, courtesy name Erqi and nickname Muzhi, was the descendant of Zhang Jiuling, Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty.His father, Zhang Shiyu, was a Juren in the 13th year of Wanli, and he was an official in Bobai County, Guangxi.When Zhang Mu was born, his father was over [-] years old.Having a son in old age, he loves him very much. Because of his rich family, Zhang Mu’s twelfth Mu Xin Mausoleum, the thirteenth teacher holds Pu, the fifteenth is fine riding and shooting, the fame is in the desert, the weak crown is pedantic, the ups and downs are not good for Confucianism, although he is not a daughter My son, the BMW is always on the way, there are many miscellaneous guests in the Heng family, and all the spirits are husbands.When I was young, I studied with my friends in Luofu Mountain, drank stone springs, and lay in the spring smoke. What a pleasure.
In the sixth year of Chongzhen (1633), he resolutely went to the north of Lingbei, thinking of making contributions to the frontier. Some teachers and friends wanted to recommend him to Yang Sichang, the supervisor of Shanhaiguan, but failed for some reason.So he traveled to Jingchu, Hunan, Jiangxi, Suzhou and Hangzhou. For several years, he enjoyed the beautiful mountains and rivers, and he was also used to seeing the flames of war everywhere and the people's desperation.Unexpectedly, when he returned to his hometown, he heard that the Kun bandits had suddenly launched an attack and had already occupied Guangdong and Guangxi. After several months of patrolling in Jiangxi, he had to return to Suzhou and Hangzhou.Who wants to say goodbye for several years, so many old people will die, and they can't help but feel sad.
Back in the study, Zhang Mu looked up and saw a calligraphy and painting on the wall. It was "For Zhang Muzhi" given to him by Kuang Lu.The poem goes: "West wind sets and the sun hangs high teeth, and Zhang Lang's poems are named Jianhua. The gods and objects in ancient times are not easy to get, so I have to look at them again and again. You have a deep and sincere hand, and the literary heart and powder painting are all games. In the past Yun Baotao, but Sun Yang wrote about Longji. Don’t you see that Huaiyin begs for food to send to his mother, and Wu Yuan plays the flute to Wu City. In ancient times, heroes lost their way so often, so let the public stop fishing and return to Cangzhou, and the elixir will never die.”
"I don't know what happened to that old boy Zhan Ruo (Kuang Lu)." Zhang Mu thought to himself. He heard that Kuang Lu offended Nanhai County Magistrate Huang Xiyin after he went north, and fled to Guangxi. Unfortunately, it was inconvenient for him to write letters abroad. I don't know where he is. Otherwise, it must be a pleasure to travel the mountains and rivers hand in hand with close friends.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu felt a sliver of comfort in his heart. Then he spread the rice paper on the desk, and ordered the servant to study the ink, and took up the pen to write "Daijia Mountain, so many dead and mourning, writing poems to encourage yourself". In troubled times, riches and honors do not last forever. Suffering from poverty and lowliness, all kinds of work are hard work. Poverty and lowliness are easy to return, but wealth and honor are delayed. Looking back, the body is getting lighter, and everything is like chaff. Admired teachers and friends, attract sages and sages. The West has ancient Buddha, wishing to cover the ten directions. The Buddhist family is based on my teacher, and the proclamation is very detailed. The sincere thoughts are continuous, and the body comes out of the lotus room. The five colors are like a car cover, and the fragrance follows the bath. The dust and sand see pearls and jade, and the earth is filled with seven treasures. Emperor The outlines are gorgeous and the trees are lined, the wind is full of reeds. Luan and cranes can play a hundred sounds, satirize and sing lightly. There is no cold or heat, and the heart is salty and cool. Things are far and good, and lust and murder compete to commit suicide. The old man forgets the date of return, and I wish to be with you Merchant of grudges."
After writing, a young servant suddenly reported outside: "Master, Master Su Yulin has an invitation."
"Su Guansheng? We don't have much contact on weekdays. Why is he looking for me? Where are you going?" Zhang Mu was a little surprised.
The boy said: "I didn't say anything, I just said that I was in Yan'an, Huangcun."
There used to be no temples in Huangcun, Dongguan, but there was a famous Jie Temple in history, which was the Daodu monk's Daoist temple.Daodu monk, nicknamed Kongyin, was born in Nanhai, Guangdong, and was the 33rd generation successor of Caodongzong.Jie’an was built by the Daodu monk and the natural monk (Zeng Qixin) after they returned to Guangdong. However, the Daodu monk was still at the Jinlun Peak in Lushan Mountain at this time. Originally, he was supposed to return to Guangzhou at the invitation of Chen Zizhuang, Li Suiqiu and others in 1640. , due to the arrival of the Senate, whether Monk Daodu will come back is a big question mark.
The so-called Yan'an is the practice house built by Yuan Chonghuan's staff Li Yunlong in this time and space after he traveled to Dongguan after he became a monk.
More than ten kilometers away, Wanjiazuo (now Wanjiang Village Toufang), an ordinary family, has a somewhat dull atmosphere.
The mother at home was sick in bed, and the son was carrying some white tablet medicine to his mother with a bowl of clear water, which he took from the newly opened Runshitang in the city.Previously, the family had invited the best old Chinese doctor in the county to see a doctor, and the prescription had to use some original cricket as a medicine, who could get it, so I had to catch a pair of crickets at random. Drinking the dark medicinal liquid that comes out has no effect.So he could only place his hopes on the Australian Runshitang, who said that sulfonamide is the panacea for Australians. Although it cannot bring the dead back to life, it is said that most diseases can be cured after taking it.
But something is wrong with the current situation. Sulfa has been used several times, but the mother's condition has not improved, and the whole family is anxious.The son had to spend a lot of money to ask for leave. Doctor Kun came to see and treat him. The doctor listened here and there with a new stethoscope. After asking about the medical records, he sighed and shook his head.
The son was extremely filial, knelt down and begged: "Doctor, I know that the medical skills of the Great Song Dynasty are excellent and wonderful, there must be help, right?"
The doctor took out a prescription, scribbled a prescription and handed it to him, and said mysteriously: "The sulfonamide I can prescribe is the earliest variety of Sulfonamide in Lingao Pharmaceutical Factory, and its curative effect is not very reliable. If you have a way to get this medicine from the Provincial and Hong Kong General Hospital, you may still be saved."
The son took the prescription and saw that it read: "One penicillin (1 units)."
After sending the doctor away with great gratitude, the son couldn't help thinking that maybe only Chief Du could help.
"Jiayu, Jiayu..." Suddenly there was a shout from outside the door, accompanied by knocks on the door.
"Shi Bao, take care of mother, I'll open the door." Zhang Jiayu said to her younger sister.
"Sir!" The door opened after a "squeak", and Zhang Jiayu shouted to the visitor in surprise. The visitor, who looked about 40 years old, was Zhang Jiayu's former professional teacher Lin Wei.In Lin Wei's place, Zhang Jiayu focused on "Book of Changes" in order to participate in the imperial examination, and by the way also studied military books such as "Three Strategies of Huangshi Gong", "New Book of Ji Xiao", "Wu Bei Zhi", "Bao Ji Yao Lue" and "Shen Qipu".
Lin Wei carefully looked around, closed the door after entering the house, and then said to Zhang Jiayu: "Jiayu, I heard that you came back from Guangzhou, have you ever been made things difficult by Kun...Australians?"
Zhang Jiayu was a little absent-minded, and replied: "Australians are busy with government affairs, so they won't make things difficult for me, an unknown person. Originally, I wanted to go to Guangzhou to broaden my horizons and join the academy for scholars in the city, but I didn't expect the Australians to come in."
(End of this chapter)
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