Ding Qiunan listened to the conversation between Dean Jiao and Li Donglai.
I felt happy and a little worried at the same time.
As a professional doctor, she is well aware of Professor Hu Guangshen's status in the Chinese medical community.
Hu Guangshen was a famous expert in traditional Chinese and Western medicine before liberation.
Known as a leader in the Chinese medical community.
After liberation, Hu Guangshen declined invitations from many foreign medical institutions and major hospitals.
Became a tenured professor at Tsinghua University.
While serving as the editor-in-chief of the Chinese Medical Journal, he vigorously cultivated talents.
Over the past few decades, there have been countless peaches and plums.
Most of his students hold important positions such as department directors and deans in major hospitals.
Some have even become the backbone of the medical department.
Once he was spotted by Professor Hu Guangshen, Li Donglai's days in the rolling mill hospital would not last long.
Next to her, nurse Liu Fang, who was helping to sort out the prescriptions, also realized this.
She looked at Ding Qiunan's fidgety appearance.
I was angry in my heart, the little girl is so thin-skinned.
Isn't that what happens between men and women?
Be proactive and sleep in the same bed.
Once it's broken, things will fall into place.
If you delay it any longer, the cucumber vegetables will become cold.
Ding Qiunan is kind-hearted and kind to others. Although he is a college student, he is not arrogant.
Nurse Liu Fang decided to help her.
He leaned into Ding Qiunan's ear and whispered: "Doctor Ding, you have taken a liking to Li Dong."
this....
Ding Qiunan's face felt feverish, she picked up the pen in her hand and put it down again.
His eyes flickered and he hesitated: "No, it's nothing."
She shrunk into a quail.
Liu Fang felt very happy when she saw it, and whispered: "If you don't like him, I can introduce him to my cousin."
"Don't, don't..." Ding Qiunan waved her hands quickly and the words came out of her mouth before she woke up.
Liu Fang's cousin already has two children and works in a steel rolling mill.
The last time I picked up contraceptive equipment, Ding Qiunan helped me place the order.
Ding Qiunan glared at her fiercely: "Sister Liu, you are just making fun of me!"
The corner of Liu Fang's mouth curled up slightly as she thought about the door: "Nunu, you heard it too, Li Donglai is about to take off."
"Now he is just a young doctor who has just arrived in the city. After the paper is published, he will become golden pastry."
"Don't talk about other factories, let's talk about our steel rolling factory. There are so many unmarried girls staring at it."
"When the time comes, get up on the pole and pounce on Li Donglai. Can he, a young man, be able to hold it?"
Ding Qiunan understood what Liu Fang meant.
But the girl's reserve made her whisper: "You can't let me chase him, right?"
Alas, this girl is a fool.
Liu Fang smiled and said: "You can find a matchmaker."
"Matchmaker?" Ding Qiunan's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, "How can any girl find a matchmaker?"
These days, Ding Qiunan has repeatedly made hints to Li Donglai.
For example, bring him rice, make white sugar chrysanthemum tea, etc.
I just want Li Dong to find a matchmaker and visit the Ding family.
But Li Donglai is just a wooden pile!
After drinking the sugar tea and eating the rice, I wiped my mouth and pretended that nothing happened.
So infuriating!
...
Liu Fang smiled and said: "I'm talking about a matchmaker, not a matchmaker. You can ask the dean to find the female director of our steel rolling mill."
That’s right! Why didn’t I think of the Factory Women’s Federation?
Ding Qiunan's eyes lit up.
The Women's Federation of the Steel Rolling Mill is the natal family of gay women.
On weekdays, she is responsible for mediating family disputes among workers and distributing women's products.
Of course, there is another important business, which is to match unmarried young people.
Ding Qiunan made up her mind.
However, the first thing to do now is to quickly give the white sugar chrysanthemum tea to Li Donglai.
...
After Li Donglai talked with Dean Jiao, he took the chrysanthemum tea from the master.
I took my documents and books with me and went to the hospital morgue.
He needs to complete the paper in just one week.
In the flickering lights, Li Donglai was completely immersed in writing his paper.
Suddenly, his ears twitched violently.
Holding the pen tightly, he jumped up and stabbed back.
"Damn it, I'm just kidding you, you want to kill someone!"
The cold light struck, and Gu Shen quickly dodged.
Fortunately, he had practiced. Otherwise, there would have been an extra hole in his body.
...
Li Donglai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person coming was Gu Shen.
It seems like I should lock the door from the inside next time.
He took out a pack of Pegasus cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Gu Shen.
Gu Shen took the cigarette, lit it, puffed out the smoke, and looked around.
"Tsk, tsk, brother Donglai, you don't feel panicked working in the morgue."
Li Donglai happened to be a little tired and wanted to take the opportunity to rest for a while.
He also lit up a cigarette and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of living people, but will I be afraid of dead people?"
These words made Gu Shen stunned for a moment. He thought for a while and nodded in confusion: "What you said makes sense."
Li Donglai pointed to the two beds and said with a smile: "Do you dare to sleep?"
Gu Shen sat on it with a carefree attitude: "What's the point of not daring? When I moved with the old man, my hands didn't even tremble amidst the sound of gunfire."
Li Donglai: "You are only twenty years old this year. You were still in your infancy when the big transfer happened, right?"
Gu Shen: "..."
There is no time to talk today.
He suddenly pulled the sheet over and covered his face.
Haha, this is really the nature of a child.
Li Donglai just pretended not to see it: "You came just in time, I just want to return the bicycle to you."
"No need to pay it back! My second sister went to the border area, and I was riding her car recently."
"When my salary is paid at the end of this month, I can buy one." Li Donglai was not used to taking advantage of others.
The two of them were just lying on the morgue chatting.
A white cloth covers the face.
If someone walked in and saw this scene, they would be scared crazy.
After chatting for a while, Li Donglai suddenly thought of a question, pulled away the white cloth, turned around and asked: "Gu Shen, you kid has been wandering around all day, so you are no longer the head of the food station?"
Ever since he met Gu Shen, he always felt that Gu Shen seemed to be doing nothing all day long.
The food station is at the same level as the supply and marketing cooperative. The station manager is supposed to have important responsibilities, so why is he so idle?
These words made Gu Shen, who was originally happy, suddenly lower his voice: "It's not like you don't know these days, there are so many pigs in the countryside for us to purchase. I have been communicating with the nearby communes these days, asking them to give away the pigs
Come to our food station.”
"If this continues, I'm afraid I will be criticized by the end of the year."
Only then did Li Donglai understand the difference between a food station and a supply and marketing cooperative.
The supply and marketing cooperative is only responsible for selling non-staple food, needles, threads, and daily necessities.
The food station is responsible for purchasing pork for the city.
If the food stations cannot receive pigs, they will not issue pork coupons, and urban residents will not be able to buy pork.
The source of all this is the pigs raised by the surrounding commune members.
There is no concentrated feed these days, and there are no white-haired pigs. A pig is considered a fat pig if it grows to 300 pounds.
Raising a pig in a commune requires food rations for at least five commune members.
Therefore, the enthusiasm for raising pigs is not high.
Even if pigs are raised, the commune still has the right to choose which food station to send them to.
Moreover, many communes secretly adopted the method of Qinjiagou Commune and secretly sent pigs to the pigeon market.
