Section Chief Zhou Dao looked at Yi Zhonghai coldly: "Comrade Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu was attacked in the toilet. Do you mean to ask our security department to arrange for two people to guard the toilet?"
As he said that, he turned to look at the two security officers behind him: "Xiao Liu, Xiao Wang, from today on, you will follow Master Yi, even when he goes to the toilet, and watch Master Yi pee."
"Master Yi is an eighth-level fitter and a valuable asset to our steel rolling mill. Who knows if there are enemy agents waiting to harm him in the toilet!"
Everyone present covered their mouths and snickered.
Yi Zhonghai finally hit the wall this time. He thought that since he was an eighth-level fitter, he could act arrogantly in front of the security department.
He thinks too highly of himself and underestimates the security department.
The security department these days is not the security team in future communities.
Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is a large state-owned factory, and the Security Section can be described as the department with real power.
It could be as small as a worker losing a green onion, as big as a fight between a husband and wife as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, or as big as a factory being invaded by enemy agents, and the security department would have to take care of it.
The security section also uses a weapons depot, which stores rifles, machine guns, 40mm guns, mortars, recoilless rifles, Type 56 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine guns, etc. It is basically the same equipment as the army.
Every year, the Security Section organizes young workers to participate in militia training. The training subjects generally cover the three major infantry tactics: shooting, bombing, and assassination.
People of that era were full of respect for men with guns.
Yi Zhonghai also knew that he shouldn't bare his teeth in front of the security section chief. His face turned red as liver, and he hurriedly rubbed his hands and explained: "No, Section Chief Zhou, I'm not saying that your security section's work is poorly arranged, I mean...
"
Section Chief Zhou was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked straight to Sha Zhu: "Comrade He Yuzhu, do you see clearly who attacked you?"
Silly Zhu lowered his head: "No."
"Then do you have any enemies?"
"Xu Damao! It must be that little thief Xu Damao!" Silly Zhu suddenly stood up from the operating bed, "In the morning, I just beat him up and knocked out his front teeth.
He must have a grudge."
Section Chief Zhou frowned: "You knocked out Comrade Xu Damao's front teeth? This is a crime of intentional injury."
The two security officers behind him stepped forward and surrounded the fool.
Silly Zhu realized that something was wrong and quickly changed his words: "Xu Damao peeked at the lesbian in our compound. He was trying to be a gangster, so I couldn't help but take action. I acted bravely."
"Where's the voyeur?" Section Chief Zhou didn't believe anything.
"Next to the pool in the courtyard."
Section Chief Zhou's forehead was twisted into a knot: "That was a public place, how could it be considered voyeurism?"
Silly Zhu became anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly bent down, pulled open the shirt on his back, and imitated Qin Huairu's posture: "The lesbian looked like this at the time, with half of her back exposed."
Section Chief Zhou made a serious face: "So, you also peeped?"
Shazhu:......
Damn it, I have led myself into a ditch.
beside.
Yi Zhonghai hurriedly stepped forward to rescue him: "Chief Zhou, that's the courtyard's business. I will criticize them when I get back. Let's quickly find the murderer who hurt Comrade He Yuzhu."
"Of course I will investigate this." Section Chief Zhou looked at him coldly, "However, your courtyard has always been troublesome, and the comrades from the street police station have reported it to us several times."
"I hope you, a great man, will pay attention to the way you work in the future."
After saying that, Section Chief Zhou left the operating room with the two security officers.
They are not interested in the affairs of the courtyard with flies and dogs.
Dean Jiao, remembering Li Donglai's gastric lavage technique, drove Si Zhu, Yi Zhonghai and Deputy Director Yang out of the operating room.
He walked up to Li Donglai and said with a smile: "Comrade Donglai, can the gastric lavage method you just used be widely implemented in hospitals?"
Li Donglai thought for a moment and nodded: "It's okay, but some equipment needs to be specially customized, otherwise it will easily cause harm to the patient during the gastric lavage process."
The gastric lavage method provided by the system is similar to that of later generations, but not all doctors have the blessing of the system.
"We'll talk about this later. You can write a paper first. Now the Chinese Medical Journal is collecting new medical methods. I think your gastric lavage is quite suitable." Dean Jiao couldn't help but be happy.
His mouth even spoke in dialects.
"Chinese Medical Journal?" Li Donglai was just a barefoot doctor. Although he had learned a lot about modern medicine after entering the steel rolling mill, he really didn't understand this magazine.
Ding Qiunan walked over, his dark eyes full of admiration: "The Chinese Medical Journal is the earliest medical journal in China and the most authoritative medical journal. It was founded in 1915. It is also a bilingual journal in Chinese and English, focusing on overseas medical work.
issued by the publisher.”
As a doctor, Ding Qiunan's biggest dream is to publish a paper in the "Chinese Medical Journal".
No, it should be said that a signed paper is enough.
Even if it is the second author or the third author.
...
Hey, I really didn’t expect that in this era, in the medical field, we still maintain communication with foreign countries.
Li Donglai also cheered up, "Okay, after I go back, I will comprehensively organize the operation process and form a written text."
He thought for a moment and then asked: "Does this paper need to be written in both Chinese and English?"
Li Donglai's words made Dean Jiao's eyes widen, "Do you know English?"
Li Donglai smiled faintly: "I am a barefoot doctor. I rely on myself to study my medical skills. By chance, I got a foreign language medical book, so I know a little bit about it."
Although I don’t want to admit it, I have to be honest that the West is at the forefront of modern medicine.
Most professional books in medical schools are original English books.
Li Donglai is a pet doctor and his English proficiency has reached Professional Level 8.
"It's best if you can write your paper in English. This will prevent the magazine's translators from making mistakes in the process of translating the paper." Dean Jiao became even more excited. If the paper is successfully published, it will be considered a credit to him.
Of course, more importantly, Dean Jiao vaguely felt that this gastric lavage technique would be of great use in the future.
He learned through internal reference that foreign farmers have used pesticides in large quantities.
Pesticides are highly toxic. If swallowed by mistake, this gastric lavage will be the best treatment method.
Dean Jiao glanced at Ding Qiunan and said: "Considering that Comrade Li Donglai has to write a thesis, Comrade Li Donglai no longer has to treat patients for a while. Dr. Ding, please shoulder this burden."
Ding Qiunan naturally agreed, my man is about to take off!!
...
What Li Donglai didn't expect was that writing a thesis was regarded by Dean Jiao as a key project of the Red Star Rolling Mill Hospital.
Dean Jiao applied for a considerable amount of funding from the steel rolling mill.
Director Li of the steel rolling mill looked at the application form submitted by Dean Jiao, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.
Although he couldn't understand gastric lavage, he thought it was a good technique to treat illnesses and save lives.
Director Li signed the application form without saying a word and kept the name Li Donglai in his heart.
I have to say that the work efficiency of the staff in this era is still very high.
Before getting off work at noon, Li Donglai received a notice from the Logistics Department asking him to collect project funds.
When he came to the Finance Section of the Logistics Department, Li Donglai reported his name, and two big solidarity sheets popped out of the small window.
A full twenty bucks!
Li Donglai felt that he had made a fortune.
He signed his name on the receipt, returned to the office, and first paid back the dollar he borrowed from the master last time.
Then, I rode my bicycle to Xueru Tailor Shop.
Chen Xueru was deeply impressed by this man who liked to use money to make money.
"Comrade, how many hats do you want this time?"
"Twenty more!"
Chen Xueru's eyes widened, she was just joking.
But when she saw the eight yuan handed over by Li Donglai, her big, watery eyes suddenly narrowed.
The fair-skinned hand patted the bulging bag and said, "Don't worry, you can pick it up when you get off work."
Li Donglai stared into her eyes: "Comrade Chen, the price you sold me for these hats is 2 yuan each."
Two dollars??
Chen Xueru rolled her eyes and understood Li Donglai's intention, "Don't worry, think about it, with so much fabric and my exquisite craftsmanship, each hat costs two yuan."
After saying that, she whispered, "Even if a comrade from the street office comes to ask, it's only two yuan per cap!"
Li Donglai nodded, he was not afraid that Chen Xueru would not cooperate.
After boarding this pirate ship, it is not that easy to get off again.
...
Chen Xueru looked at Li Donglai's disappearing figure on his bicycle and covered her chest.
This man's expression just now was as if he wanted to eat someone.
Of course, I, Chen Xueru, wouldn’t mind if I could be eaten by him.
