"Brother Zhang, how many people are enrolled in this Chinese medicine training class?" Xiao Li's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.

"The number of people is about forty to fifty, not more than fifty. Xicheng Hospital has decided on twenty people."

Zhang Yan's words are like a stone thrown into water, causing ripples.

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he calmed down to read and study. However, Zhao Shengli and the other five people, except Liang Yan, did not have much thought about reading and studying.

In this era, as long as you have a registered residence in the city, it is not difficult to find a job. When you reach the age and no longer go to school, just go to the street and register your name, and the street will naturally arrange it for you.

However, when it comes to arranging work, it is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. Those who are relevant can be assigned good jobs, while those who are not relevant can only do jobs that are hard, tiring, and have little future.

Therefore, even if Zhao Shengli, Qian Hongying, Xiao Li, and Xiao Yuan are all from the city, they still have some relatives at home who cannot let go and need to work, and need a better job.

The job in the medical office of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is undoubtedly one of the better jobs.

It can only be regarded as a relatively good job, not the best.

In this era, the most popular members are still the Eight Members.

As for government cadres, they are not a class and cannot be generalized.

The morning was relatively leisurely. There were some patients, but they all went directly to another office. After all, Dr. Zhen Jia’s age makes it easier for people to trust him.

Nowadays, those who come to see Zhang Yan basically come because of his name. Those who are not familiar with him all choose to see Dr. Zhen Jia.

The two doctors, Zhen Jia, have some real skills, they are not the kind of Xibei people who just pretend to be fake.

Thinking about it, you know that the two doctors Zhen Jia, but Deputy Director Liu spent a lot of effort to find these two doctors in order to drive Zhang Yan out of the infirmary.

Naturally, he has some real skills. Otherwise, he would not be able to drive Zhang Yan away, but he would be exposed as a quack. The person who would be the most embarrassed would be Deputy Director Liu.

However, Deputy Director Liu never expected that things would change so quickly.

They came for him, but Zhang Yan couldn't drive him away at all.

Not only did Lao Liangtou and Director Yang disagree, but even the secretary made it clear that Zhang Yan was the hope of the medical office. If he and Zhang Yan were to change, the secretary would choose Zhang Yan.

This made Deputy Director Liu so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Later, Deputy Director Liu also thought about it. The more capable Zhang Yan was, the less he could let him go.

What is it when a capable person leaves the infirmary?

The sea is wide enough for fish to jump, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly?

It is best to let Zhang Yan stay in the small pool of the steel rolling mill infirmary for the rest of his life.

I have to admire that Deputy Factory Director Liu’s Ah Q has a strong spirit.

For the rest of the morning, Zhang Yan was studying "Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases". After these few days of study, the second achievement was almost completed.

It is expected that if it is not too busy, I will be able to complete the second brush of achievements in another three or four days.

After lunch, more and more people came to see the doctor in the afternoon.

There was no one in the morning because someone had been here. He was undergoing surgery at Xicheng Hospital. No one knew when he would come back, so those who received the news did not come over again.

At noon, Zhang Yan showed up in the cafeteria, and naturally someone came to look for him in the afternoon.

Most of the people who come to see him are suffering from pain in the neck, shoulders, waist and legs. Those who can wait for him to come back for treatment are all chronic diseases.

The afternoon passed in such a busy manner.

"Tomorrow and Sunday, discuss among yourselves who will be on duty?" Zhang Yan said to Zhao Shengli and the other five before getting off work.

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it!"

Five people rushed over to see Zhang Yan on duty.

"Let's Zhao Shengli tomorrow! No need to fight, you will all have a chance in the future.

When the hospital is built, you won't have it so easy. Not only will someone be on duty on Sundays, but someone will also have to be on duty at night." Zhang Yan said to the five people with a smile.

The former infirmary was really too relaxed. There was no duty at night or on Sundays.

Even if Zhang Yan proposed to be on duty on Sunday, it would still be very relaxed compared to those hospitals.

Zhang Yan was pushing his bicycle and was about to leave when he was stopped by Zhao Changsheng and Zhou Huaibin who came over. Zhao Changsheng greeted with a smile: "Brother Zhang, let's go have a drink tomorrow or Sunday?"

"Brother Zhao, I have to come over and be on duty tomorrow. How about we make an appointment for next week? I won't be on duty next week."

"Are you on duty tomorrow? Doesn't your infirmary not work on Sundays?"

"The rules have just been changed. Our factory's production tasks are so heavy now. Many workers have to work overtime on Sundays. Our clinic also has to do logistical work, right?" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Then don't delay drinking, just have some wine in the evening and have a good rest." Zhou Huaibin advised from the side.

"Captain Zhou, it is my duty to treat our transport team, so you really don't have to be so polite.

You are so polite, but I feel very uncomfortable here." Zhang Yan naturally knew what Zhou Huaibin was doing. Although this afternoon could not be said to be a special event for the transportation team, it still accounted for more than half of it.

"Next week! I'll invite Captain Zhou and Brother Zhao to have a drink next week! Forget it today, I didn't ask for leave from my wife. If I go back drunk, my wife should not be allowed to get on the kang." Zhang Yan laughed at himself.

said.

"Dr. Zhang really knows how to joke!"

"Okay! Since you don't want to go, brother, we won't force you to go. Let's make an appointment next week." Zhao Changsheng knew Zhang Yan's temper to some extent. Seeing that he didn't want to go, he stopped forcing him.

Back in Courtyard No. 36, Zhang Yan pushed his bicycle towards the courtyard, feeling that something was missing.

After passing through the second gate, Zhang Yan remembered that he didn't see Quan San today.

In the past, Quan San would stand at the door, waiting to greet everyone.

There was no one in the yard, so Zhang Yan went straight back to the backyard.

"Brother-in-law!"

The first person to come out to greet Zhang Yan was Xiaoluotou, followed by Yingzi and Yanzi.

"Back?" Tong Mei came out of the kitchen and stepped forward to take Zhang Yan's bag.

"What's wrong? The little carrot head is naughty again. Did it make you angry?" Zhang Yan noticed that Tong Mei was in a low mood and asked with a smile.

"Brother-in-law, I didn't! I was very good today!" Little Carrot Head defended beside him.

"Uncle Quan is gone!" Tong Mei said in a depressed mood.

"Gone? Where did you go?" Zhang Yan didn't react for a moment.

"Last night, there was no one!

He didn't go to work today. People from the street health team came to look for him, only to find that he was gone.

According to the forensic examination, he died of cerebral infarction." Tong Mei explained in a low voice.

"There's no one left?" Zhang Yan was suddenly surprised.

No wonder, when I came back last night, Quan San didn't come out to check on the situation.

Maybe at that time, he already had a problem.

"Alas!" Zhang Yan sighed.

Medicine can never kill people.

No matter how great you are, you can't save those who seek their own death.

Qian Quan San had a sign of a stroke, but he cured it.

Quan San repeatedly told him not to drink, but Quan San didn't listen at all and started drinking on the day he was discharged from the hospital.

After Zhang Yan found out, he reminded him once.

As a result, I still didn’t listen.

It's better now. If I want to drink again in the future, I won't have the chance.

"How will Quan San's funeral be handled?" Zhang Yan did not mention Quan San's drinking, but only asked about Quan San's funeral.

If everyone is gone, what's the point of asking whether you should drink or not?

"How else to deal with it? Quan San has no parents, no brothers and sisters in the middle, and no children below, so he is alone.

After the hospital issued a death certificate, they sent it directly to the crematorium, burned it, and then found a place to bury it, so it can be regarded as a final resting place."

Zhang Yan was silent.

There is only one orphan among the three, so there is no need to stop the spirit or anything, this is the only way to deal with it.

They paid for it on the street, cremated it and found a place to bury it.

This whole three can be regarded as jumping on the trend.

The cremation policy was just put forward by the country this year, so he was caught up.

"Okay, don't be sad.

Quan San has enjoyed a few years of good fortune. Before liberation, he would have either starved to death on the streets or become a beggar.

In the past few years, Quan San's life has been good. Although he can't eat meat every day, at least he can drink wine every day.
To be continued...