Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 72 - 68 Three People’s Surprise

Liang Xiu rolled her eyes and interrupted, "I know perfectly well what the situation was at the scene. If it weren’t for you, many people might not have made it to the hospital. And even though their injuries didn’t look serious, they could have faced amputation or paralysis if they weren’t treated promptly and properly. Without your timely intervention, how could we have ended up with only one person in critical care? So, stop trying to push all the credit onto me."

Actually, Liang Xiu had already said as much to the leaders. She was only repeating it now for Wang Jian’s benefit, so he wouldn’t intentionally try to pass on the credit. After all, she would feel guilty if he truly succeeded.

"Liang Xiu is right," Liu Defu chimed in. "As for this meritorious act, we’ve already given praise where it’s due. Wang Jian, don’t try to shirk the credit."

"Indeed," Zhou Wenzhong added with a smile. "You have to keep that banner for ’being charitable and heroic in the face of injustice.’ Oh, right, there’s also a cash bonus."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled a stack of money from his briefcase. It didn’t look like much, but it was the 100,000.

SLAP.

Zhou Wenzhong smacked the cash down on the coffee table.

Before seeing the money, 100,000 had seemed like a huge sum. But seeing the stack on the table, it was only about as thick as a man’s palm.

Is handing out awards this casual now? Wang Jian was stunned. This was the most efficient government agency he had ever seen.

"What’s wrong? Does it seem too fast?" Zhou Wenzhong saw his expression and, as if reading his mind, explained, "Heh, we’re cutting through all the unnecessary red tape now. We’re simplifying things wherever we can, which is why everything gets done so much faster. You don’t have to be so surprised. Things will only get better and better. We’re here to serve the people."

"Oh, right," Zhou Wenzhong called out toward the doorway. "Xiao Wang! We might need to take a photo together. The money doesn’t need to be in the picture; we’ll just get a group shot with the banner."

Before Wang Jian could refuse, a man who looked like a secretary came in carrying the banner. He quickly snapped a photo of the group and even recorded a short video.

According to Zhou Wenzhong, the video would be broadcast on television.

The whole process felt a bit informal to Wang Jian, but the lack of stifling bureaucracy made him feel quite comfortable. His impression of this new mayor improved significantly. If all leaders were such pragmatists, it would be a great benefit to the entire region.

After all was said and done, the busy mayor didn’t leave immediately. Instead, Zhou Wenzhong stayed to chat with Wang Jian and the others for a while, as both he and Liu Defu were quite curious about the young man.

"I heard from Zhao Zhe that you’re now the village doctor in Paigou Village?" Liu Defu asked, a puzzled look on his face. "Where did you study medicine before?"

This didn’t just puzzle Liu Defu; anyone who knew Wang Jian was a village doctor was equally curious. The moment Liu Defu posed the question, all eyes in the room turned to Wang Jian.

"I studied at Beijing Medical College for five years and worked at Beijing Hospital for a while," Wang Jian replied. "However, I didn’t continue due to some personal issues. I completed a two-year internship and worked as a resident for one year before coming back."

Liu Defu lamented, "Such a good school and a fine hospital... what a pity."

Zhou Wenzhong and Liu Defu exchanged a glance. They knew there was a story there, but both were clever enough not to press the issue. Instead, Zhou Wenzhong continued, "I also heard that a few days ago, the Cai Group held a medical outreach in your village that ran for two or three days. Are you aware of this?"

"Yes, I know about it," Wang Jian nodded. "In fact, I’m the one who organized it."

"Oh?" Zhou Wenzhong was taken aback. As the mayor, he had received reports from the township about it, but they were short on details—he only knew the Cai Group was involved. It wasn’t unusual for a large medical conglomerate to organize a medical outreach, so hearing that Wang Jian was the organizer left him momentarily stunned. "You organized it?"

"Yes."

"What’s this all about?" Liu Defu and Liang Xiu looked equally baffled. Their busy schedules meant they hadn’t heard anything about the outreach. Liang Xiu, her curiosity piqued, asked Wang Jian, "For this outreach of yours, how many doctors were there? And how many patients?"

Organizing a medical outreach in a village isn’t easy. The patients who show up are generally elderly, and their illnesses are rarely minor. They often suffer from chronic, intractable diseases or other major conditions, which are a handful for any doctor. That’s why Liang Xiu’s first questions were so pointed. Liu Defu nodded to himself in approval, waiting for Wang Jian’s answer.

"There weren’t that many patients, just over a hundred," Wang Jian explained. Fearing they might misunderstand, he elaborated, "My clinic only opened a few days ago, so it’s not well-known yet. The people in the surrounding villages aren’t aware of my skills, so they’d rather go to town or the city even for a simple cold or fever. So, I discussed it with Uncle Cai and we set up this outreach. It was a way to provide a service to the villagers and, at the same time, do a little advertising for my clinic."

"Just you?"

The plan itself was excellent, but Liang Xiu found herself admiring Wang Jian’s courage and skill.

Liu Defu also looked shocked, openly studying Wang Jian’s expression. When he was certain the young man wasn’t just bragging, he grew pensive. Given the Cai Group’s involvement, Wang Jian probably wasn’t just messing around or making empty boasts. If what he said was true, then Wang Jian was far more valuable than he had initially thought. Not only were his technical skills superb, but his diagnostic abilities were also exceptionally strong. He seemed born for medicine. It was truly a waste for him not to be in a hospital.

Moreover, Wang Jian’s mention of "Uncle Cai" piqued Liu Defu’s curiosity even further. Even Zhou Wenzhong, sitting beside them, perked up his ears, his attention captured by the familiar address.

Wang Jian just smiled. "Yes, just me. Honestly, it wasn’t that different from my regular consultations at the hospital."

Liang Xiu rolled her eyes. "’Not much different?’ Only he would dare say something so cavalier." She had participated in a medical outreach once, and it was nothing like Wang Jian’s simple description. "It’s completely different, okay? I went on one, too, and that was with doctors from several other departments. It was far more exhausting than a regular clinic shift. The cases are endlessly varied and complex, and they’re all stubborn diseases." She shuddered slightly at the memory before adding, "And what’s worse are the elderly patients. They have the hardest time describing their own conditions clearly..."

Liu Defu smiled and nodded in agreement. "Indeed. The diagnosis is the most difficult part of any medical outreach." He glanced at Wang Jian, clearly curious as to how the young man had managed it all. But that was a longer conversation, and with the mayor present, it wasn’t the right time to probe deeper.

Wang Jian simply shrugged. He was telling the truth; he genuinely hadn’t found it difficult.

The key difference between Chinese and Western medicine is that, in addition to observing external symptoms, Chinese medicine utilizes pulse diagnosis. Through this tactile method, a practitioner can perceive and predict conditions that would otherwise require precise instrumentation. But Wang Jian was different even from ordinary doctors. He could directly sense the *qi* within a patient’s body, a method far more potent and intuitive than standard Chinese medicine. It was practically a cheat code, which was the main reason he found the outreach so manageable.

Furthermore, his only experience with such events was accompanying his master; he had never participated in a hospital-organized outreach, so he was genuinely unaware of the challenges other doctors faced. His nonchalant attitude caused the two practitioners of Western medicine in the room to glance at him sideways again and again.

Zhou Wenzhong, however, didn’t understand these medical intricacies. He had a different question on his mind. "This ’Uncle Cai’ you mentioned... is that Chairman Cai of the Cai Group?"

He asked this with some surprise because the ’Boss Cai’ who had spoken to him about Wang Xiang’s case was just Cai Wenji.