Healthcare Reform In The People's Republic Of China
The healthcare system reform in the People's Republic of China refers to the healthcare system transition in modern China.
The Ministry of Health of the State Council oversees the health services system, which includes a substantial rural collective sector but little private sector. Nearly all the major medical facilities are run by the government.
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