"Little sister, you read at home and don't run around. I won't be back at noon, so just cook some stick noodle porridge and make up a meal."
In the early morning, Li Donglai deliberately changed into unpatched clothes. After giving instructions to Li Xiaomei, he opened the door and went to work.
As soon as I went out, I met a child running out of the silly pillar's house. The child was holding a wowotou in one hand and a green onion in the other, and ran into Jia's house.
"Banggen, you kid, you really treat my house as your own." The cook named Silly Zhu poked his head out of the house, cursing.
When he saw Li Donglai, he immediately smiled sheepishly: "I was joking for him. The joke is just like my own son."
Bangge... he should be Qin Huairu's son, right?
Li Dong looked at Silhu with even more confusion. This guy looked thick-browed, how could he be a Cao thief?
"No, I mean..." Silly Zhu also felt that there was something wrong with what he said. He wanted to explain but couldn't explain it clearly. Finally, he waved his big arm impatiently: "No, who are you! I can tell you."
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"I understand. We all live in the same compound. If no one is in trouble, it is the right thing to help the neighbors." Li Donglai said with a smile.
"Oh, that's the truth. I'm helping my neighbors." Silly Zhu was happy and looked Li Donglai up and down with his big eyes, "You're quite interesting."
He was worried about how to explain to He Yuyu that the cornstarch was lost. This was a good reason.
As the two of them were talking, a girl with a dry figure came out from behind Silly Zhu.
"Brother, where is the steamed bun I brought back yesterday?"
"Wotou? Banggan, that guy took it away." Silly Zhu pursed his lips.
"That's my lunch, how could you do this!" The dry girl stamped her feet angrily.
Silly Zhu smiled awkwardly and scratched his head: "We are all neighbors, we should help each other. Your little sister Qin treats our family well on weekdays. This kid Bangge is very hungry, so I let him take it away."
"You do know how to do favors." The dry girl had no choice but to smile bitterly.
She saw Li Donglai standing there looking at them, and smiled a little sheepishly.
"I'm Li Donglai, new here." Li Donglai greeted him proactively.
"I'm He Yuyu. Class is about to begin. You guys continue chatting while I leave first." He Yuyu was in a bad mood and left in a hurry without saying a few words.
"This little girl has been spoiled by me and has no rules." Silly Zhu smiled awkwardly.
Li Donglai couldn't answer his words and could only smile.
From Li Dong's point of view, even if he helped his neighbor, Shazhu couldn't use He Yuyu's cornbread as a favor.
Also, He Yuyu is so thin that he looks like a piece of dried bamboo.
Really worried about her future children.
However, this was a matter between two siblings, and as an outsider, Li Donglai couldn't say much.
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The steel rolling mill has more than 20,000 employees. The rolling mill hospital is about the same size as a general community hospital, with more than ten departments, divided into internal medicine, surgery, and health care.
Due to insufficient talent training, although the hospital is large, it is in short supply of doctors, with only twelve formal doctors.
The hospital is responsible for providing medical services to more than 20,000 workers and more than 50,000 workers' families, and there are simply not enough doctors for this.
Dean Jiao Donglai has applied to his superiors several times to increase the number of places, but has been repeatedly rejected.
Today is fine, I hope for the stars, the moon, and a doctor.
Although he is just a barefoot doctor, he is still a doctor after all.
Jiao Donglai, who happens to be fifty years old today, is also a barefoot doctor. He knows that practicing medicine in rural areas where there is a lack of medical treatment is impossible without real skills.
When a new person joined the team, Jiao Donglai gathered all the doctors and nurses together before he officially started work, and prepared to hold a brief welcome meeting for the new doctor so that he could feel the warmth of the big family.
Li Donglai pushed open the sallow wooden door and saw dozens of doctors and nurses looking at him with wide eyes.
"Bah bang bang!"
"Welcome Dr. Li Donglai to join the Rolling Mill Hospital."
Jiao Donglai clapped his hands and walked over, his face full of joy.
The enthusiasm of the comrades moved Li Donglai a little. In this era, he found a sense of belonging for the first time.
After a brief welcome meeting, as patients began to arrive one after another, the doctors began to get busy.
The joyful atmosphere was replaced by seriousness again.
Considering that Li Donglai was a temporary employee and had not passed the examination yet, and needed to study with a regular doctor for a period of time before he could sit on his own, Jiao Donglai assigned him to the internal medicine clinic.
The attending doctor in the clinic, Dr. Ding, is a graduate of a regular medical university and has first-class skills.
"So, Doctor Ding is my master?" Li Donglai completed the formalities and received the doctor's three treasures - stethoscope, sphygmomanometer, and thermometer - from the logistics department.
"Although Dr. Ding is a few years younger than you, he is a college student, so you shouldn't have any psychological burden." Dean Jiao Donglai thought that Li Donglai felt aggrieved.
"There is no burden. I am just a barefoot doctor. I am satisfied to be able to enter our hospital." Li Donglai said with a smile, "Don't worry, Director, I will definitely learn from Dr. Ding."
Li Donglai's humility made Jiao Donglai nod with satisfaction.
This rural boy seems to be an honest person. Not everyone can accept a female master who is several years younger than them.
Li Donglai was willing, but Dr. Ding was unwilling.
It's not because Li Donglai is old or because he comes from a rural area. It's because of Li Donglai's status as a barefoot doctor.
In Dr. Ding's view, barefoot doctors are a helpless move by the state to provide medical services to the vast number of rural people during the underdeveloped stage of medical care.
Most of them are scammers who use herbal medicine and acupuncture to comfort the masses.
Li Donglai opened the door of the internal medicine clinic and saw a young girl sitting at the desk with a cold face.
Doctor Ding, he is really handsome.
She had fair skin, a neck as smooth as jade, and black hair hanging on her shoulders. Although she was covered by a wide white robe, Li Donglai could still visually assess the size.
d. Plath.
He is a good opponent who can attack with the ball and press hard to defend.
Putting aside the frost that could be scraped off his little face, Li Donglai was still very satisfied with this female master.
After all, no young doctor would want to be suppressed by an old doctor who is forty or fifty years old.
"Hello, Dr. Ding, I am Li Donglai. Why didn't I see you at the welcome meeting just now?"
"Welcome party? The hospital is so busy now, holding a welcome party is a waste of time, I... hiccup..."
Dr. Ding was a little angry at first, but when Li Donglai appeared, she suddenly felt relieved.
This young man is so handsome.
Handsomeness is the second most important thing. His strong muscles like old trees that cannot be hidden under his coarse cloth shirt give people a sense of power full of crimson fantasy.
This made the always aloof Ding Qiunan a little excited, and her face turned red: "Dean Jiao should have told you that I will be your master from now on."
"We are all young people, and it sounds awkward to call us this way. My name is Ding Qiunan, you can call me Qiunan."
At this time, a young nurse opened the door and saw this scene. She was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.
Iceberg beauty Ding Qiunan also has a blushing day?
When she saw Li Donglai again, she curled her lips.
If a person is handsome, can he do whatever he wants?
"Yeah, you guys talk first, I forgot to take the temperature of the patient in bed 2."
