Although there was a barefoot doctor system, Li Donglai decided to study it seriously.
If the system goes down and patients are in urgent need of treatment, it is not a fool's errand.
Well, having a beautiful master is also a big part of the reason.
Li Donglai spent the entire day under Ding Qiunan's instruction.
Of course, through the opportunity of exchange and learning, Li Donglai also learned the details of Ding Qiunan.
She was born in an intellectual family and is a university graduate.
With such a background, once the wind blows, it will probably be a big trouble.
People can't change their origins, right?
However, Li Donglai didn't mind.
It will take several years for the wind to rise, which is enough time for Li Donglai to rise up and have the power to protect his master.
Of course, it is the kind of protection that a disciple protects his master.
Cough, I can’t think too wrongly.
Ding Qiunan is also satisfied with Li Donglai. Although this young man is a barefoot doctor and has no formal training, he is smart and easy to learn. He is a good candidate to study medicine.
After learning that Li Donglai was living in poverty, she took the initiative to lend him one yuan and a pound of food stamps.
Looking at the gleaming tickets in his white palm, Li Donglai didn't refuse.
"Teacher Ding, after I pass the assessment in two days, I will go to the logistics office to advance my salary and I will pay it back to you."
Ding Qiunan said seriously: "Take it, who made me your master? Isn't it the right thing for a master to help his apprentice?"
Li Donglai took the ticket and put it in his arms, feeling like he was eating soft rice.
This feeling is not bad.
Since it was his first day at work, Li Donglai was not assigned a patient, so he stood beside Ding Qiunan to study.
The Rolling Mill Hospital is a small hospital, and most of the patients' conditions are not serious. They basically suffer from minor illnesses such as headaches, colds, and fevers.
Several times, Li Donglai wanted to treat patients and earn some points.
However, considering that the treatment plan provided by the system was really unavailable, he could only stand aside and watch.
Looking at the busy Ding Qiunan, Li Donglai thought of a saying from his previous life: if you want to learn it well, you must first sleep with the master.
But forget about sleeping, let’s lick it first.
"Master, drink water."
"Master, let me write the prescription for you."
"Master, how about I go to the toilet for you?"
Ding Qiunan:...
Near the end of the day, Dean Jiao also came to the internal medicine clinic. He was afraid that the new barefoot doctor would anger the college students.
"Dr. Ding, Comrade Donglai's performance is acceptable, right?"
"The performance is qualified, but his foundation is too poor. He still needs to learn more from me." Ding Qiunan glanced at Li Donglai who was sorting out the files, bit his lip and whispered.
"Study more, yes, I should let Dong Lai study with you more." Dean Jiao smiled strangely, and then his face straightened: "But our hospital has few doctors, so we still need to let Comrade Dong Lai sit in as soon as possible."
"Let's do this. In two days, I will ask Comrade Donglai to sit in for a consultation. You will keep an eye on me. If there are any inconsiderate things, please mention them more."
Ding Qiunan nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, two days is enough for me to train him into a qualified doctor."
...
When the bell rang, Li Donglai came out of the hospital with his head hanging.
This master looked at Wen Jing and showed no respect at all when training people.
I was almost trained to be a dog.
It seems that I still haven’t mastered my kung fu yet and I need to lick more in the future.
With one dollar in his pocket, Li Donglai felt like he was rich, so he decided to improve the food for Li Xiaomei.
We walked to the Chaoyang Vegetable Market, where a variety of vegetables were displayed in the sheds on the roadside.
Li Donglai walked around and finally stopped in front of a stall selling eggs, "Uncle, how do you sell eggs?"
The egg seller was lighting a dry pipe. He ignored Li Donglai and carefully lit the match. He smoked rapidly with his mouth while lighting it. He didn't raise his head until a big puff of smoke came out of his mouth.
"Forty-eight cents a pound, young man, how many pounds do you want?"
"Half a catty."
The Egg Master didn't use a scale and picked three large eggs from the pile of eggs: "Three, they are half a catty. Take it well."
Li Donglai took the egg and put it in the medical box, and took out two and a quarter cents.
Mr. Egg didn't count the money, threw it into the wooden box, and then squatted down to smoke the dry pipe.
Li Donglai bought another half a pound of noodles and a pound of cabbage, as well as a few onions, ginger, and garlic. He didn't leave the market until the dollar was almost gone.
There was bright red pork hanging on the meat shelf on the roadside. I asked about the price, and it was 78 cents per pound, and I also had to pay for the meat.
Li Donglai pursed his lips and couldn't afford it.
The summer sun always dies later. It's almost six o'clock, and the setting sun is still hanging on the tube tower.
Li Donglai stepped on the light golden light and returned to the courtyard.
At this time, every household began to cook, and the aroma of food filled the air.
My little sister has been in the house all day, so she must be exhausted.
Li Donglai opened the door excitedly.
"Little sister, let's eat egg noodles tonight."
"Brother, you are back."
Li Xiaomei stood up from the chair. Although she was smiling, Li Donglai noticed something unusual from the corners of her red eyes.
"Little sister, what's wrong with you?" Li Donglai put the medical kit on the table and walked to Li Xiaomei.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little sleepy from reading." Li Xiaomei's eyes flickered and she turned her head as she spoke.
"Brother, I'm going to cook."
Li Donglai's face darkened: "Stop! Stretch out your arms."
Li Xiaomei subconsciously covered her arms, but facing Li Donglai's gaze, she finally slowly let go and raised her arms.
Li Donglai pulled open her sleeves, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
There was a long bloody streak on Li Xiaomei's arm.
Li Donglai grinned in distress: "How did it come about?"
Li Xiaomei still wanted to lie, but was frightened by Li Donglai's fierce face and told the truth.
At noon, Li Xiaomei made corn noodle porridge and was eating it outside the door with a bowl in hand. The wild child of the Jia family ran over and sprinkled a handful of soil into her bowl.
That was stick noodle porridge. There were only twenty kilograms of stick noodles in the house. Li Xiaomei held back her tears and put the bowl on the wild boy's head.
The wild boy came up and beat her. Li Xiaomei was too thin to be a match, so her arm was scratched by the wild boy.
The wild child of the Jia family, isn’t that the reason why he stole He Yuyu’s cornstarch?
Li Donglai helped Li Xiaomei apply Imperata root powder: "Little sister, if that wild boy bullies you in the future, will you still beat him?"
"Hit him, I'll beat him hard." Li Xiaomei raised her face.
Li Donglai touched her head: "That's right. If anyone wants to bully you, just fight back."
Li Xiaomei lowered her head: "But I'm afraid of causing trouble for you. We just came to the capital and are not familiar with the place."
"Trouble? Hehe, as long as we are reasonable, I still don't believe they can turn the dead into alive." Li Dong said, opened the door and walked out: "I will go talk to the adults of the Jia family now."
When he arrived at the door of Jia's house, he happened to meet Jia Xudong squatting at the door with a bowl of noodles. When he saw Li Donglai, Jia Xudong stood up quickly and said, "Donglai, have you eaten yet? Come and have some?"
"No, Brother Jia, I want to tell you something." Li Donglai told the dispute between Li Xiaomei and Banggan in detail.
From Li Dong's point of view, this is a trivial matter. It is common for children to fight. As long as the boss stands up and says a soft word, the matter will be over.
However, what he didn't expect was that after Jia Xudong heard this, his expression suddenly became awkward: "My boss is still young, and children are not sensible, so don't worry about it."
Don't care? That's it?
Li Donglai grimaced: "So, it's okay for children to kill people and set fires?"
Jia Xudong smiled helplessly: "Didn't you kill people and set fire?"
Li Donglai sneered: "I just want Banggeng to come out and apologize today."
"Then you wait, I'll ask my old lady." Jia Xudong entered the house with a bowl.
There was a faint complaint in the house.
"You want my awesome guy to apologize to others? Xudong, what do you think?"
"Donglai is none other than Huairu's cousin. Besides, this matter is a big deal in our family."
"Cousin? Damn, you look like a poor man at first glance. Our Jia family has not apologized to anyone yet. Go out and tell that boy Li Donglai that if you want to live safely in this compound, just keep your tail between your legs and be honest.
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"Mom, you..."
"What are you doing? If you don't hurry up, you're as useless as your damn father!"
...
After a while, Jia Xudong walked out with a sneer: "Brother Donglai, look at how much trouble this has caused. It's just a slap in the face anyway, and it's not a big deal. Let's forget about it."
Li Donglai had never seen such an unreasonable person before, and he was so angry that he could not speak.
At this moment, the elder heard the quarrel and came over. Before Li Donglai could speak, Jia Xudong explained the matter again.
Of course, in his words, Bangge is just an ignorant child.
The uncle coughed twice and looked at Li Donglai: "Donglai, I'm older, so I'm going to say a few words to you today. It's a common thing for two children to fight, although the stickman will go first.
Li Xiaomei's bowl was sprinkled with dirt, so Li Xiaomei also slammed the bowl on his head. As for the cut, it was a complete accidental injury."
"If you come to the door of Jia's house to make a noise, you are destroying the unity of our compound. Our compound's reputation as a model courtyard is hard-won and each of us should cherish it."
"Qin Huairu is still your cousin, how could you do this?"
He spoke righteously, as if all this was Li Donglai's fault.
Li Donglai thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I did make a fuss out of a molehill. Excuse me."
Back at home, Li Xiaomei was still doing her homework. Li Donglai pulled out her arm and looked at it again.
Perhaps with the blessing of the system, Li Xiaomei's injury is no longer in the way.
Li Xiaomei had been lying at the door just now and heard the quarrel at the door of Jia's house.
She was worried that Li Donglai would suffer a loss, so she whispered:
"Brother, don't try to reason with them. Next time I eat, I'll just sit in the house and eat without going out."
"Don't worry, brother won't reason with them anymore." Li Donglai smiled lightly.
...
Considering that Li Xiaomei was injured, Li Donglai exempted her from labor and decided to cook by himself.
"Brother, these are eggs. They are precious. Don't waste them."
"Don't worry, my brother can bring the dead back to life, but he can't scramble eggs."
"Hey, hey, brother, the eggs are burnt, please turn them over quickly, turn them over quickly."
"Brother, these are white noodles, be careful."
"Brother can bring the dead back to life, and..."
"Brother, brother, lift the lid of the pot quickly, it's time to take a bath."
"..."
....
Half an hour later, under the dim light, the two siblings looked at the dark noodles in the bowl and looked at each other.
