"Fifth Master, Third Master, Fourth Master, Sixth Master, Are you here? Just in time, I'll wish you all the New Year's greetings to you!

I wish you all the best years to be happy every year, and you will be happier and happier than you!

I wish you all a hundred years of life and a long-lasting fortune." Zhang Yan knelt down and kowtowed to wish the grandfathers, then clasped his fists and said a greeting.

"Hahaha! Get up! Get up!" The fifth master smiled happily and reached out to help Zhang Yan and the three brothers.

"Why didn't you bring the child here?" The fifth master pulled Zhang Yan and asked him to go to the kang.

"The child is following his mother! He is making a fuss, afraid that he will make an aggression, so he didn't bring him here!

After two years, I will be sensible. I will bring him here and kowtow to you to wish you a happy new year!" Zhang Yan replied with a smile.

"It's okay, this kid is making a mess, the house is lively!" said the fifth master with a smile.

The old Zhang family has a vicious circle, that is, the main branch of the eldest family, and the population has always been prosperous.

This starts with the fifth master's grandfather, Zhang Yan's grandfather's grandfather, and the eldest wife of the main wife gave birth to a son.

However, the second concubine, the third concubine... The seventh concubine was born one after another.

In the generation of the fifth master's father, the eldest wife of the main wife gave birth to many, six sons and three daughters.

But in the end, one of the six sons survived, namely the fifth master.

It is said that not only one of the fifth masters survived, but another second master was also alive. However, he participated in Yihequan and was afraid of implicating his family, so he went to the Northeast and did not dare to contact his family.

So many years have passed, and there is no faith in whether you die or live.

In the fifth generation, only Zhang Fuyi had one son, and five daughters had one daughter.

Zhang Fuyi gave birth to three sons, but none of them were by his side now.

Either in the army or work outside the field.

So, now, when Wu Ye sees the child, he likes it very much.

Zhang Yan accompanied the fifth master and several other seniors from the grandfather. He chatted for a while, declined the invitation of the fifth master to leave and said goodbye.

Continue to pay New Year's greetings.

"Brother, we don't live in the village anymore, why do we come back every year to pay New Year's greetings?

Just wish our grandfather a New Year!” Zhang An asked in confusion after leaving the fifth grandfather’s house.

"Why? I feel like I have become a city man and look down on poor relatives in the countryside?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"That's not there, I just feel that there is no need to be so troublesome, it's so troublesome to go back and forth..."

"This is our root! People! You must not forget your roots no matter how long.

The purpose of my doing this is also to remind me and to remind you not to forget your origin.

If a person forgets his origin, he will be not far from destruction.

To put it bluntly, you and I will be buried here in a hundred years!

In ancient times, no matter how glorious the officials were outside, they were very low-key when they returned to their hometown and faced their tribe members.

I just fear that after I die in the future, someone will go to their grave to scatter and pee." Zhang Yan said half-jokingly.

At noon, I had a reunion dinner at Grandpa Zhang Yan's house. In the afternoon, Zhang Yan's family and the second uncle's family took a bus back to the city.

The second uncle had already made arrangements and the driver came to pick him up this afternoon.

The second uncle still has work to do and must rush back.

As soon as the second uncle left, the second aunt, Zhang Xing and others naturally left.

The next day, on the second day of the Chinese New Year, the second and third brothers took their wife and children back to their father-in-law's house.

Zhang Yanze is at home with his wife and children, and he has a rare day of leisure.

In the third year of junior high school, Zhang An drove the car and pulled Zhang Yan, Zhang Ping, Zhang Fusheng, and Zhang's mother to his uncle's house.

It took another day of fun at my uncle's house.

Starting from the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, Zhang Yan began to visit the homes of various leaders to pay New Year's greetings.

In fact, when I was in the third year of junior high school, someone had already visited Zhang Yan's house to pay New Year's greetings.

It’s a pity that Zhang Yan is not here.

Those who wish you New Year can only return in disappointment.

Time is in the New Year's greetings, and among the people who receive New Year's greetings, the busy journey is passing by.

It's time to go to work in a blink of an eye.

After work, we greeted each other again and had a dinner together.

After a day of trouble, it was the eighth day of the lunar month.

Zhang Yan had a heart-to-heart meeting with the leaders of various departments of the hospital. After the Chinese New Year, it was time to get busy and not be lazy.

The hospital is no better than other institutions and patients will not wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to get sick again.

After the meeting of the heads of each department, Zhang Yan held another meeting of the leadership of the hospital party committee.

"The department has approved several construction projects we applied for before the New Year, and we will prepare after the New Year.

Oncology rehabilitation center, emergency building, training center, employee activity center, guesthouse, and chemical pharmaceutical factory are all about to start moving.

Even if the temperature is not allowed to start construction, preparations must be done.

Because there are many new projects, Director Ji of the Logistics Department will definitely not be able to be busy with it.

So, we have to divide the work, everyone will reach out and work hard to build the project together!"

After Zhang Yan finished his last sentence, everyone immediately raised their spirits and looked at Zhang Yan intently, waiting for him to speak.

"Vice Dean Tian, ​​you are responsible for the chemical pharmaceutical factory. The department has coordinated with several universities in Beijing, including Tsinghua University, Peking University, Metallurgy University, etc.

You are responsible for contacting these universities, and we can contribute to their development and research of chemicals.

For us, chemical pharmaceuticals and pharmaceuticals can be said to start from scratch.

Vice President Tian’s job is very heavy!

Not only should we be responsible for communicating and coordinating with several schools, but we should also be responsible for the construction and production of pharmaceutical factories.

Vice President Tian used to work in the Ministry of Health and knew a lot of people in this regard, so this matter was left to Vice President Tian to take charge of it.”

"Director, I have no idea how to implement the chemical pharmaceutical industry. Please give me some advice on the specific regulations." Tian Weiyong said with excitement and nervousness.

"I don't have any rules here to start a chemical pharmaceutical factory!

You can start by producing normal saline, glucose injection, and these simple chemical drugs, build the factory first, and then expand the production of other drugs one after another.

Joining these universities is to use the technology of the university to help us develop chemicals! Help us formulate production processes and design the machinery and equipment needed for production." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Director, I have a doubt. We are a Chinese medicine hospital. With a Chinese medicine pharmaceutical factory, why do we have to work hard to build a Western medicine pharmaceutical factory?" Zhuge Hongmei raised her hand and asked.

"Vice President Zhuge, it is true that we are a Chinese medicine hospital, but we cannot be limited to the production of Chinese patent medicines.

We are doctors. In the eyes of doctors, there should be no distinction between traditional Chinese and Western medicine. There are only doctors who can cure diseases and quacks who cannot cure diseases.

The same is true for drugs. There should be no Chinese or Western medicine. As long as it can cure diseases, I care whether it is an Eastern medicine, Western medicine, Southern medicine, or Northern medicine?
Chapter completed!