Chapter 277 Returning Home

Chapter 277 Returning Home

Chapter 277 Returning Home (Super Large Cup)

Get off from the high-speed rail station.

Jiang Xin pulled the suitcase and came to the road below the high-speed rail station.

"Beautiful girl, where are you going?" A taxi driver approached with a smile.

"No need." Jiang Xin was very cold.

The taxi driver didn't care too much. Not everyone will greet you with a smile when you try to solicit business. If you want to make money, you have to learn to be patient.

After a while, a car stopped on a nearby road.

After taking a look at the license plate number, Jiang Xin knocked on the car window.

The Didi driver opened the car window and asked, "Pretty girl, are you the passenger with the last digit 8571?"

"It's me, please open the trunk."

"can."

After putting the suitcase in the trunk, Jiang Xin sat in the back seat, and the driver immediately changed gears and started the car.

After driving for a while, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror, then smiled and started chatting: "Is the pretty girl coming back from out of town to celebrate the New Year?"

"Ah."

“Are you from Xinxiang?”

"Yes!"

"Haha, we are half-fellow villagers. I'm from Shio-machi."

When Jiang Xin heard that they were from the next village, her expression eased a little: "You guys in Shiomachi should be quite rich, right?"

"It's not as good as your Xinxiang. After all, your Xinxiang is the hometown of Academician Jiang. My family has several acres of fish ponds, and now we are breeding oysters, making 200,000 to 300,000 yuan a year." The Didi driver said with a smile.

"Then why are you still driving for Didi?" Jiang Xin was a little unconvinced.

"I have a large family, and the total cost for each of us is 60,000 to 70,000 yuan. I usually drive Didi to supplement the family income."

"Brothers are great! I don't have to worry about being bullied. My family only has two children, me and my sister."

"Your family and Academician Jiang should be relatives, right?"

"Jiang Miao? He was my elementary school classmate!" Jiang Xin replied self-deprecatingly.

"You don't want to work for Hailufeng Company?"

"There's no need. I don't have any intention of climbing up the social ladder. It's good enough now." Jiang Xinxin had her own ideas. She knew that if she asked, Jiang Miao would most likely arrange a good position for her.

But she knew her own abilities, and she also knew that Jiang Miao's arrangements for the villagers were generally based on basic ordinary employees. Unless one was really capable, it would be difficult for him to climb to the middle and senior levels.

What's more, she also has self-esteem.

In addition, Jiang Xin's family has made a lot of money in the past few years. Her sister got married last year. Now she is the only one who owns the family property. As she has no worries about food and drink, she really has no idea of ​​changing jobs.

While chatting, the car passed the Cheung Sha Wan Expressway intersection.

We have arrived in Xinxiang.

Looking at the two sides of the road outside the car window, Jiang Xin felt a little unfamiliar.

It is mainly the old village area of ​​Xinxiang, blocked by the current Dongtian employee community and a school.

Enter from the Xinfeng Road intersection of the Hailufeng Company headquarters and drive more than one kilometer to reach the Xinxiang Gas Station, which is also the south gate of Xinxiang Village.

Jiang Xin came down from the roadside.

Pulling the suitcase towards the village.

Her house is next to a big banyan tree near the south gate of the village.

In recent years, most people in the village have become rich, so they either build new villas or renovate them.

"Eh? Be careful?"

Jiang Xin turned her head and saw that it was Jiang Meng who came out of the alley: "A Meng, are you back to put up the Spring Festival couplets?"

Jiang Meng, who was holding the scent paste pot and brush, wiped the red dye and scent paste off his hands with a tissue and replied, "Yes! Long time no see, are you still in Pengcheng?"

"Well, what are you doing?"

"I work as a supervisor at A Miao Company."

"Supervision?"

"It's to investigate whether there is anyone inside the company who is corrupt or embezzling money for personal gain." Jiang Meng explained with a smile.

"Jinyiwei?" Jiang Xin joked.

"Almost." Jiang Meng did not deny it. After all, everyone who knew the nature of this kind of organization knew it, so there was no need to hide it.

"How much does Miao give you per year?"

"One year? It's more than 200,000 yuan all together! I have to travel all year round. I only stayed at home for less than half a month last year, and the rest of the time I was away from home."

"Does your wife agree with you running around?"

Jiang Meng smiled and said, "She is also from the Supervision Department. She is in the same group as me and we run together, but she is in charge of financial auditing and I am in charge of purchasing quality supervision."

"Does your company still allow employees to work as couples?"

"As long as it's not a management or subordinate relationship, most companies don't care about this."

Crunch...A bicycle braked suddenly on the road near the two of them.

"Oh, isn't this being careful?"

Jiang Xin turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a fierce look on his face: "Cousin, where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going to work!" Jiang Sen looked at his phone and found that there was still half an hour left, so he was not in a hurry to go there.

Jiang Xin joked: "You're still working at this hour? You're really working hard!"

Jiang Sen is a person who values ​​money more. He grinned and said, "You must be joking. It's a triple salary for the New Year! And I can receive red envelopes from Miao and Uncle Dahai. Why shouldn't I go? I'm working right next to my home anyway."

"That's true, but I need to have a good rest during the New Year. Last year, I took more than 20 flights alone. It was really tiring." Jiang Meng shook his head.

Jiang Sen had a look on his face that said, "You are such an ungrateful kid. You are so tired of being paid. If I were not uneducated, I would also like to be an inspector!"

"Don't worry! Brother Mu, when I turn 40, I will apply to be the gatekeeper at the company headquarters. Then we brothers will create greater glory together!" Jiang Meng joked.

Crack, crack... Jiang Sen clenched his fist and said viciously, "Okay, okay, if you don't come over then, I'll let you know what a fist as big as a sandbag is."

"Cousin, you're not going to work?"

"Ah? I'm almost late. Let's go." Jiang Sen didn't bother to chat anymore. He pedaled his bike hard and rushed to the headquarters of Hailufeng Company at lightning speed.

Just now.

Jiang Miao and his wife also walked in from the south gate holding their daughter.

Jiang Xin and Jiang Meng also saw them.

"A Miao, sister-in-law." Jiang Meng was not too restrained. After all, they were relatives who had grown up together, so there was no need to be too polite.

Jiang Miao hasn't spoken yet.

"A Meng...A Meng..." Jiang Miao's daughter waved at him with a smile.

Jiang Meng never thought that he had only met Jiang Miao's daughter two or three times, but she would recognize him and even call out his name accurately: "It's Xiao Si! You can even call people now."

Shuya whispered in her daughter's ear: "You have to call him uncle, not just his name, understand?"

"Why..." The daughter looked at her mother with her big eyes.

Jiang Xin looked at the little girl in Shuya's arms with some surprise: "A Miao, your daughter is so smart. She will definitely become a great scientist like you in the future."

"Xinhua, long time no see, how have you been lately?" Jiang Miao did not explain why his daughter was so smart.

Others must subconsciously think that this is hereditary. After all, the child’s parents are so capable, so it is normal for the child to be a little smarter.

Chatted for a while.

Jiang Meng suddenly whispered, "A Miao, do you know Jiang Dabin from the first house? He's the one who goes to the city to collect waste."

"Jiang Dabin?" Jiang Miao recalled: "I know him. His house is near the Wangyegong Theater. When he was a kid, he often lent chairs to the theatergoers. What's wrong?"

"His grandson has not been in good health recently. I just met his son. I heard that he spent a lot of money. He wants to see if you are free to take a look at the child."

"Oh?" Jiang Miao nodded immediately: "Where is the child?"

Jiang Meng quickly said, "It's inside the village."

"I just happen to be free, let's go over and take a look!"

"Okay, I'll call him first, so I don't miss it."

After saying goodbye to Jiang Xin.

Jiang Meng also made a phone call, and then the group came to the Wangye Temple in the village, in front of an old house with a mottled exterior wall.

A white-haired old man and a middle-aged man with red eyes were standing at the door with a child.

"A Miao, thank you for coming here." The old man was Jiang Dabing, and he walked over excitedly.

"Uncle Dabin, it's just a piece of cake, let's go inside first!"

"well."

Entered the house.

Jiang Miao took a look at the child's condition, frowned, and took his pulse for a while: "Do you have a medical record?"

“Yes, yes…” The middle-aged man is Jiang Yong, who is of the same generation as Jiang Miao, but he is from another family.

After a while, Jiang Yong came out with the medical records.

Without looking at the medical records, Jiang Miao said, "Did the hospital say that this is hereditary long QT syndrome?"

Jiang Yong looked expectantly: "Yes, that's what the hospital's attending physician said."

After looking through the medical records for a while, Jiang Miao looked up and said, "The hospital recommended that you get a pacemaker. Why didn't you choose it?"

“We are mainly worried about the children…”

Jiang Miao shook his head: "Your attitude is not acceptable. You should go to the Shenshan branch. The doctors' suggestions there are more pertinent."

Jiang Dabin has many of the old problems of the older generation: stubbornness, not trusting the advice given by hospitals and doctors: "We want to hear your opinion, Miao."

"I just looked at the medical records. You went to three hospitals, and they all gave you similar advice. I think so too. This disease is a genetic disease. There is something wrong with the genes. Sometimes taking medicine is useless. Surgical intervention is a better way to deal with it." Jiang Miao said again:
"The location of your house is not good either. The child has heart problems and cannot be stimulated. There is a temple and a stage next to it. When firecrackers go off, it may trigger a heart attack. Change the location quickly! It's best to find a house with better soundproofing for the child to live in."

"Okay, I'll find it right away." Jiang Yong was racking his brain. "What about the treatment plan?" Jiang Miao put down the medical records in his hand, looked at the child's body carefully, and took the pulse again.

Based on medical records and observations.

The child's current condition during hospitalization is that drug treatment is ineffective, and he is also a high-risk patient with a history of cardiac arrest.

The hospital recommended implanting an intracardiac defibrillator (ICD), which can indeed identify and terminate malignant arrhythmias in a timely manner, and is also a more reasonable treatment option.

However, Jiang Miao did have a new discovery. The child's malignant arrhythmia was closely related to the abnormality of the left cardiac sympathetic nerve. In fact, left cardiac sympathetic nerve resection could also be considered.

This left cardiac sympathectomy surgery is performed by removing the lower part of the left stellate ganglion and thoracic 1-4 sympathetic ganglia, reducing the effect of the sympathetic nerves on the heart, thereby correcting the heart rhythm.

After thinking for a while, he believed that simple resection surgery could not be used. After all, the reason why the hospital did not consider it was mainly because children's organs were not yet fully developed and their tolerance for surgery was relatively poor. The operation might be more difficult and required the surgeon to have more sophisticated skills and rich experience, and to perform precise operations to reduce damage to surrounding tissues. At the same time, the impact of the operation on the growth and development of children's hearts and other organs must be fully considered.

Jiang Miao quickly came up with a new plan.

He took the ballpoint pen and notebook from Li Zixuan and began to plan the operation.

Traditional left cardiac sympathetic denervation surgery definitely requires surgery, and even if it is a minimally invasive surgery, two or three small incisions are made.

However, thoracic surgery on children is very troublesome. Unless several big names in Pengcheng can be invited to perform the surgery, even if Jiang Miao does it himself, there is no guarantee that there will be no problems with the surgery.

Therefore, he took a different approach. Some time ago, Gao Shuyuan's team from China PBC University cooperated with Hailufeng Company to develop not only a set of nanoneedle sensors, but also a set of nanoneedle surgical knives.

In animal experiments, this new mechanism of nano-scalpel is very powerful. It can drain water from cells through the water absorption function of silicon carbide nanotubes, thereby destroying the cell structure and causing cell necrosis.

Especially for surgeries to remove delicate structures such as sympathetic nerves, the nano-scalpel can destroy local tiny cells very accurately. Since the human body has the function of self-phagocytosis, these tiny amounts of sympathetic nerve cells will die and can be absorbed by the body itself even if they are not removed.

Nano surgical knives basically do not cause wounds, and there is no possibility of external bacterial infection. At the same time, the operation speed is very fast, which can reduce the patient's radiation exposure.

Jiang Miao quickly developed a plan based on the child's physical condition. By destroying part of the sympathetic nerves that would interfere with the heart rhythm, the child could recover to a relatively normal condition, or at least not affect his normal life and work. As long as he doesn't go swimming or do any strenuous exercise in the future, there will basically be no problems.

However, he did not use only one plan, but also made a backup plan. If the surgery to destroy the sympathetic nerves could not successfully treat the patient, then he could only use the backup plan and implant a pacemaker.

I told Jiang Yong and his son about the situation.

Jiang Dabin has a natural trust in the identity of an academician: "A Miao, we believe in you, let's follow your plan!"

"We are all family, so I have to be frank with you. Surgery always involves risks, and you must be aware of this." Jiang Miao did not make a direct promise.

"I know, I know. Even if the operation is unsuccessful, we will accept our fate." Jiang Dabin said bitterly.

Jiang Miao called the director of Hailufeng Hospital and briefly explained the situation. He then asked Jiang Yong to go directly to Hailufeng Hospital after the Chinese New Year to complete the admission procedures.

Coming out of Jiang Yong’s house.

Perhaps it was the scene that brought back a sentimental feeling for Shuya, who suddenly said, "A Miao, why don't we set up a charity foundation?"

"Charitable foundation?" Jiang Miao thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "Okay, but what kind of charity project do you plan to do?"

Shuya suggested: "How about setting up a charity fund specifically for children's serious illnesses and rare diseases?"

Hearing this, Jiang Miao also thought this direction was good: "Children's serious diseases and rare diseases? Well, this aspect really needs the help of social forces."

The reason why children's serious illnesses and rare diseases can easily cause difficulties for patients' families is largely related to these two types of diseases.

After all, if a child has a serious illness, it means that at least one young and middle-aged worker in the family has to be sacrificed to take care of the child, which will lead to a reduction in family income. Coupled with the manpower, material and financial resources consumed in medical treatment, it is easy for ordinary families to fall back into poverty.

The negative impact of rare diseases mainly comes from the fact that there are no mature treatment options for rare diseases, or that the cost of treatment is very high and requires the use of some very expensive imported drugs.

The reason why many pharmaceutical companies do not like to develop drugs for rare diseases is that there are not many patients with this disease in the world. Without large-scale procurement by patients, the research and development and production costs of the drugs will be very high.

Many of the drugs abroad that cost tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of US dollars for a course of treatment are specifically used to treat rare diseases.

Jiang Miao smiled and said, "We will set up a private charity foundation, but it cannot just be a charity. We can also provide funding to domestic laboratories or scientific research institutions that study rare diseases."

"That makes sense. Many rare diseases are still incurable. Domestic laboratories that study these diseases are not large enough or powerful enough. We can provide some funding." Shuya asked again, "What do you plan to name this foundation?"

"Name?" Jiang Miao thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it [Family Charity Foundation], what do you think?"

"A Family Charity Foundation? That's not bad." Shuya also thought that this name was okay. At least it was easy to remember and the meaning was simple and clear.

Jiang Miao took his sleeping daughter from Shuya's arms and said, "Mom and Dad have nothing to do anyway, so let them both register as names and let Dad manage it. After all, it's not appropriate for the two of us to appear in public often."

"Okay, but how much do you want to give?"

"Give 10 billion in the early stage! Build a framework first, and then see the situation every year." Jiang Miao is not short of money now, and setting up a charitable foundation with 10 billion is really a piece of cake.

In fact, there is a similar organization within Hailufeng Company, called the Assistance Office, which is a dedicated organization to provide assistance to employees with serious illnesses.

Especially after Hailufeng Company had its own hospital, the support for patients with serious illnesses has become even greater.

Now we have set up a family charity foundation, but we are expanding this support model from internal employees of the company to the entire domestic society.

This kind of charitable foundation is easy to establish. Given the current status and position of Jiang Miao and his wife, it would be no problem even to set up a public charitable fund.

However, Jiang Miao feels that public funds are too troublesome, as they also have to manage funds and materials donated by all sectors of society. If not managed properly, it can easily bring negative effects.

Therefore, he chose to keep it simple and crude. His family could just donate more than a billion yuan every year. There was no need to engage in any social fundraising.

According to the company's previous model of operating a support office, this office had more than 40 employees and the annual operating cost was approximately 13 million.

Considering the need to expand to the whole society, the scale would have to be increased tenfold, that is, more than 400 professional charity fund employees, and annual operating expenses of around 130 million.

If 1 billion is given each year, then about 800 million can be left each year for charity and research support.

As for specific assistance strategies, the assistance office within Hailufeng Company has already established a relatively complete model.

The assistance office rarely transfers money directly to people in need, because sometimes the patients themselves have no way to control the funds, and the funds may instead be secretly eaten up by their relatives or deliberately inflated by the expenses.

Therefore, the assistance project of the assistance office is to help patients solve problems such as hospitals, housing, recuperation, and medicines, rather than directly giving money and letting patients handle it themselves.

However, Hailufeng Company has very strict requirements for this model, which is limited to treatment in public tertiary hospitals or Hailufeng Hospital. The company does not recognize treatment expenses in other private hospitals or treatment abroad.

After a patient in need of assistance applies for assistance and passes the initial review, the assistance office will directly send two special employees to arrange a hospital, treatment program, housing for their accompanying family members, and the purchase of specific medicines for the patient.

After the treatment is completed, after the hospital expenses are reimbursed by medical insurance, the assistance office will make a second refund of the remaining expenses based on the situation. The general refund ratio is between 50% and 95%.

A family charitable foundation must operate according to this model.

For patients with rare and chronic diseases, the foundation will purchase the necessary medicines and then mail them to the patients.

After all, sometimes even if you give money, the patient may not necessarily buy the medicine, or there is a high possibility that the money will be eaten by his relatives. Human nature really cannot stand the test.

Hailufeng Company has its own hospital, and sometimes it can include the drugs needed by the foundation in its hospital and purchase them in a centralized manner. This makes the purchase much cheaper and the quality of the drugs can also be guaranteed.

Investing more than 800 million yuan in charity every year is actually a relatively large scale.

The funds will be divided in half, with half going to patients and the other half to laboratories and research institutions studying rare diseases.

If each patient needs about 100,000 yuan, more than 400 million yuan of funds can help more than 4,000 people.

Especially when funds can be used efficiently, the effect is very good.

However, many domestic charitable foundations are not operating well. To be more precise, the effective utilization rate of funds is very low.

This is like the weapons and equipment of America and Seres.

If America's military investment were given to Seris, the effect would be 5 to 10 times greater.

Today, many charitable foundations are like America’s military industry, with inflated procurement prices, unclear accounts, and a host of internal management problems.

Jiang Miao manages charity work in the same way as a business, and the funds are provided by his own family. If anyone dares to cheat him, he will never let that person off.

Before they knew it, the couple had walked around the village.

As it was getting dark, he prepared to return to the rooftop villa at headquarters.

It’s still a bit cold in Lingnan at the end of January.

When we arrived at the south gate of the village, we saw a Hong Kong-brand Land Rover parked next to the gas station to refuel.

"A Miao!"

Hearing the shouting, Jiang Miao stopped.

In the Land Rover, a familiar figure opened the door and called him: "A Miao..."

"It's my uncle! Are you coming back to the mainland to celebrate the New Year this year?" Jiang Miao didn't really notice that it was his uncle Jiang Dahe, because he didn't drive a Land Rover before.

My uncle came running over and said with an awkward smile, "Yes! I came back to the mainland to celebrate the New Year this year."

"Xiao Feng and the others came back too?"

"Yeah." The uncle nodded and said, "You are promising now, but my two children are useless. When I asked them to come to the store to help, they refused."

Jiang Miao suggested with a smile: "Let them work independently for a while! See if there is any improvement."

"Hey! I've said it several times, but they just don't go out to work and stay at home all day. They're spoiled by your aunt." The uncle sighed.

Jiang Miao just smiled and said nothing.

After all, the two families seem to be relatives, but in fact they are quite distant.

He also saw what his uncle was thinking, probably wanting to arrange the brothers Jiang Feng and Jiang Hua to work at Hailufeng Company.

But he really doesn't want to recruit such useless people. After all, they probably don't want to do the job as grassroots employees, but the management will definitely not give the job to such useless people.

If they are still young, like his sister's son Zhang Xiaolong, they can turn things around little by little by forcing them to do various practical work.

The brothers Jiang Feng and Jiang Hua are now 21 years old. Their thinking is relatively fixed. Their mother's words and deeds have taught them to be lazy and gluttonous. It is really difficult to reform such people, unless they are sent to work on a desert farm in the northwest for five or six years.

The problem is that the two brothers are most likely unwilling to go to the desert farm in the northwest, especially their jealous, stingy and doting mother, who will definitely oppose this.

In order to make his uncle give up, Jiang Miao smiled and said, "If your uncle agrees, why not let them work with my sister's son?"

"Oh? Axia's son is already working? Isn't he only sixteen?" Jiang Dahe was very surprised.

"Well, he has been working for almost two years and is now managing a farm in Liangzhou. If Feng and Hua are willing, they can first work at the grassroots level in a farm in Liangzhou for a few years and then move up to management."

"Oh? Liangzhou? Northwest?" Jiang Dahe felt aggrieved. His son had to work at the grassroots level and do farm work in the northwest. What was the difference between this and being exiled to Ningguta?

Jiang Miao could see his uncle's dissatisfaction, but he didn't indulge him: "Xiaolong also came this way. He was promoted to deputy director of a farm at the end of the year. Before that, he had been working as a grassroots employee on a farm in southern Jiangxi."

"Is that so?" Jiang Dahe was skeptical.

"Uncle, it looks like the gas has been added over there." Jiang Miao reminded.

"Oh? I'm going to drive first, we can talk later."

Looking at Jiang Dahe who left with a stiff face.

Shuya whispered, "Your uncle really has high aspirations."

"It's not him who has high ambitions, it's his wife who has high ambitions." Jiang Miao knew his uncle and his wife too well.

Smiling and shaking his head, Jiang Miao held his daughter in his arms and slowly walked home in the sunset.

(End of this chapter)