The event will be held as scheduled.
Starting at eight o'clock in the morning, representatives participating in the meeting began to pour into Nanshao Village.
At the intersection leading to Nanshao Village, the old village chief organized a gong and drum team to welcome them with red flags. Every time a group of people came, gongs and drums would be beaten for a while. At the beginning, the gongs and drums were intermittent, but later on, the gongs and drums basically couldn't stop.
With so many representatives coming, there was no room for them to sit in the village office, so those representatives began to circulate around the village.
The number of representatives at this meeting far exceeds the scheduled number. The people from the county and the administrative office have not yet arrived. As a result, the number of people who have signed in from the sign-in book has exceeded 300. Considering the staff, the total number of people should be around 400.
Wang Ke immediately informed the village party secretary to adjust the lunch limit to 420.
But not long after, the number of people increased again. More than fifty people from Xu County came at once, exceeding the original plan of more than thirty people.
The lunch menu was adjusted again to 450 servings.
Twenty minutes before nine o'clock, three cars drove over. Ye Qianqian had a sharp eye. This was the license plate of Jin City. Because he wanted to meet the school leaders, Professor Wen also came to the village.
The first car that got off was Mr. Yan who arrived uninvited.
"Mr. Yan?" Professor Wen cried out. Since the last time he bought the bezoar, there has been no news from him.
I saw Mr. Yan stepping out of the car and hugging his fists, "Yan Qizhong has met Professor Wen, Dr. Dong, and all the fellow villagers."
Before he could reply, Professor Wen suddenly saw Professor Rong Haixin, the president of Jinmen University and a leading figure in the domestic medical community, and Bo Ju, a leading figure in the collecting industry, getting out of a car behind them. He immediately dropped Yan Qi Zhong and ran over.
"Hello, Grandpa Yan." Wang Ke quickly stepped forward to say hello.
Yan Qizhong was a little disappointed when he saw Professor Wen running away, but when he saw Wang Ke and Ye Qianqian, he immediately smiled again, straightened his clothes, and said to Ye Qianqian: "Teacher Xiao Ye, your father is here too. I asked him to share a car with me, but he actually refused and kept squeezing in the broken car behind me."
Ye Xianchan looked at Yan Qizhong and ignored him. Professor Wen had already told him the news of her father's arrival, but when she heard Yan Qizhong's words, she couldn't help but look behind her. Sure enough, I saw Professor Ye Rongguang and two other comrades getting off the third car.
"Dad!" Ye Pian came up and grabbed Wang Ke, going to greet her father.
Wang Ke struggled for a moment. He felt that Professor Wen had left, and Ye Qian had left. If he left again, it would obviously be impolite. After all, his grandson Yanjiao is still his platoon leader.
"By the way, go quickly, I'll stay with Grandpa Yan here."
"Let's go, Brother Bing." Ye Qianqian didn't let go of his hand and pulled Wang Ke hard again.
Godfather Dong Pianfang immediately smiled and said to Wang Ke: "Boy, you are so ignorant, go ahead and leave Mr. Yan to me."
Wang Ke then followed Ye Pianqian and ran towards Professor Ye Rongguang. But before he could run a few steps, he was stopped by Professor Wen again.
"Little Wang Ke, come here, come here and pay homage to the heavyweight master."
Wang Ke glanced at Ye Qianqian helplessly and said to her: "Qianqian, you go there first and I'll go see Uncle Ye later, okay?" The latter sentence was almost a begging.
Ye Qianqian was also speechless and could only let go, but there was a "hum" in his nose.
"Daddy Wen, here we come." He said, running over and standing next to Professor Wen.
"Uncle, this is the squad leader Xiao Wang of the People's Liberation Army I told you about, my godson."
Professor Wen introduced, Wang Ke took a look and immediately saluted the childlike and crane-haired elder.
After Professor Wen introduced Mr. Boju, a leading figure in the collection industry, he turned to introduce Wang Ke to Professor Rong Haixin, the president of Jinmen University and a leading figure in the medical field. "Principal Rong, this is Squad Leader Xiao Wang of the People's Liberation Army who has made significant contributions to our ancient river archaeology."
Wang Ke saluted again.
"Oh, Lao Wen, is this Squad Leader Wang the same Squad Leader Wang who also participated in the last Xishan Underground River Archaeological Excavation?"
"Yes." Professor Wen replied.
The two experts looked at Wang Ke with smiles. This is the real owner who has not yet met him, and they have met him as a child first. Then they spontaneously started chatting with Wang Ke.
After saying a few words, Wang Ke suddenly remembered that he could not turn his back on the guests. He immediately waved to the old village chief and godfather Dong Pianfang and shouted: "The old village chief, godfather, principal and uncle are here."
When Wang Ke shouted, the old village chief and godfather Dong Pianfang could only put down Yan Qizhong again, handed him over to the village security director, and walked quickly towards this side together.
Yan Qizhong had been snubbed twice in a row, and his face gradually became unsightly. He came here this time because he heard from his friends at Jinmen University that a large number of cultural relics from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods had been discovered during the archeology of the ancient river in Nanshao Village. They were countless, and they were only rare at the moment.
So he came uninvited. Along the way, he didn't know that there was an on-site meeting here today, but he found that various vehicles kept coming to Xishan. He was even more convinced that this time it was worth coming. When he was approaching Nanshao, he finally spotted the two cars from Jinmen City in front of him, so regardless of the road conditions, he quickly overtook them and reached Nanshao Village first.
He was very confident that relying on his trading relationship with Dong Pianfang and his relationship with Professor Wen of Jinmen University, he would be able to return home with a full load this time.
But he just got out of the car and saw the villagers beating gongs, drums and slogans, and then he knew that there was an event here today. But after just saying one word, Professor Wen abandoned him, and now even Dong Pianfang has run away, so how can he not be disappointed?
Yan Qizhong now doesn't know whether he has hope or despair for this Nanshao Village.
Looking back, let's talk about Professor Wen, who solemnly introduced the old village chief and Dong folk prescription to the principal Rong Haixin and Mr. Boju. The four of them shook hands and were immediately directed to the village office. They were going to the front desk today.
After handing the principal and Mr. Boju to the old village chief and Dong Pianfang, Wang Ke followed behind and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Professor Wen. "Let's go, little Wang Ke, follow me to pick up your Uncle Ye."
Wang Ke didn't dare to make a mistake, but he was muttering in his heart, it's okay if you, Old Wen, don't accompany your principal, why did you also detain me?
Follow Professor Wen to the car at the back. The three are Professor Ye Rongguang, Dr. Chen, who Wang Ke met when he went to Jinmen University for the first time and wears glasses for myopia, and the office director of Jinmen University.
"Hello, Uncle Ye!" Wang Ke still saluted separately.
Ye Rongguang took a step forward and hugged Wang Ke's shoulders. Not only did Wang Ke save him in that waterfall sinkhole, but also because he was the young man that his daughter fell in love with.
"Let's go into the village." Although Professor Wen did not have the task of holding a meeting, his colleagues were coming and accompanying him was still necessary.
The time for the on-site meeting is set at ten o'clock. Therefore, the representatives who arrived early almost visited Nanshao Village, and slowly there were two places where more and more people gathered. One is Dong’s Clinic, because its reputation is so great that people want to see what magic this village clinic has?
Another place of focus is Dong's Natural Rubber Factory. There is a factory building of nearly 100 acres. Although the factory is not in operation, the machinery and equipment are placed there, the water tower is placed there, and the samples under the glass cover are placed there! The donkey farm at the back has just built a donkey shed and donkey trough, which is quite spectacular and unique in the Xishan area.
With no other choice, Dong Pianfang had no choice but to take Yan Qizhong to the factory. As soon as Wang Ke arrived at the village office, his godfather Dong Pianfang saw Wang Ke and immediately asked him to return to Dong's Clinic to take care of him.
Wang Ke rushed to the primary school in panic and informed the village party secretary there that the final lunch was for 500 people. Representatives like Yan Qizhong came uninvited, which exceeded the number by nearly 200 people.
When Wang Ke arrived at Dong's Clinic, the huge east hospital was full of people. The small door leading to the west courtyard forced my godmother to bolt it from the inside.
Zheng Qiang and another newly recruited doctor have moved their treatment tables to the courtyard. Only those who take medicine and water can enter the house. Many representatives were originally here to visit. Seeing the bustling crowds here, they naturally would not miss this opportunity.
Who is not sick yet?
After the words and deeds of his godfather Dong Pianfang, Zheng Qiang and another newly recruited doctor also made rapid progress in their medical skills. It was just past nine o'clock, and nearly forty people had already seen it. It was busier than the township health center.
The most bizarre thing is that all the representatives saw that the medicine caught here was not only cheap, but also a 5-pound bucket of medicine introduction was given as a gift. Therefore, the on-site meeting has not yet started, but there are at least 10 or 20 representatives in the village carrying plastic buckets and bags of traditional Chinese medicine.
This was a living advertisement, so when Wang Ke rushed back to the clinic, Zheng Qiang was sweating from work. There are at least twenty or thirty people sitting there waiting in line for treatment.
The waiting conditions here are very good. There is a greenhouse above, a concrete floor below, seats, boiling water, green plants, and a publicity board. The entire hall is transparent, bright and very humane.
Zheng Qiang was so busy that he was sweating, but he couldn't do two things at once. When he encountered questions from some representatives, he had no time to introduce them.
As soon as Wang Ke came back, he immediately came to answer the questions.
"Excuse me, what are the functions of these medicinal primers?"
“I heard that Dong’s Clinic can treat cancer? Is it true?”
"Can your clinic set up a branch in our place?"
"Can I be hospitalized here?"
"I bought your medicine introduction separately. Do you want to sell it?"
"When will Dong's prescription be available for consultation?"
Wang Ke stood on a chair and answered as best he could so that everyone in the yard could hear.
Wang Ke noticed that among these questions, none of them related to how much money Dong’s clinic earns in a day? Do you even need to ask? Just look at the outpatient volume.
Among these questions, there was one question that Wang Ke secretly kept in mind. That is, "Can I be hospitalized here?" The clinic cannot admit or hospitalize patients, but it should be possible to keep them under observation. After the on-site meeting is over, I must discuss this issue with my godfather Dong Pianfang.
Soon the time came to half past nine, and music was playing from the loudspeaker in Cunxi.
"Dear leaders, the on-site meeting will start soon. Please follow me to the Cunxi Reservoir."
After Wang Ke finished shouting, he jumped off the chair and walked out of the door.
There were not a hundred people in the courtyard, but seventy or eighty. They all followed Wang Ke towards the west of the village. There were still seven or eight people left in the courtyard who actually came to see the doctor.
A platform was erected under the dam of the reservoir in the west of the village. Except for a row of tables on the platform in front, everyone else stood there.
