"Donglai, come and take a look. This lady is afraid of cold, has a fever, sore throat, and is thirsty. What are the symptoms?"
"This is a symptom of wind and fire in the upper burner. It's a cold. Take Yinqiao Jiedu tablets three times a day, three tablets each time."
"Come from the east, this uncle has scrofula on his neck. What medicine should I use?"
"You can take Zijin tablets or Xihuang pills."
"Donglai, this worker brother has metastatic pain in his stomach. What should I do?"
"Suspected of acute appendicitis, send to Chaoyang Hospital immediately."
Ding Qiunan:...
Brother worker:...
In the Internal Medicine Clinic of the Steel Rolling Mill Hospital, Ding Qiunan was treating patients while teaching Li Donglai.
What surprised her was that this barefoot doctor seemed to have a clear understanding of the modern medical system.
Two hours later, the long queue at the door disappeared, and Ding Qiunan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned her head and looked at Li Donglai, who was writing the case carefully: "Donglai, who else is there in your family?"
"My parents died early, and my sister and I were left to depend on each other." Li Donglai didn't even raise his head.
The conditions are pretty good. Although I have one more sister, the salary of two doctors should be enough to support the family.
The more Ding Qiunan looked at this apprentice, the more he liked her. Her shy expression fell into the eyes of head nurse Zhang Dahua.
In the past few years since Dr. Ding came to the Steel Rolling Mill Hospital, he has had many suitors.
Even Director Yang's nephew often visited the internal medicine clinic for a while. He either had stomachaches or toothaches.
Everyone knew that he was attracted to Dr. Ding.
But Dr. Ding looked down on him, and after getting impatient, he took out a syringe and gave him a shot in the butt.
From then on, the nephew of the top leader of the steel rolling mill never showed up in the hospital and even avoided Ding Qiunan when walking.
When the young guys in the factory learned about this, they all disappeared without a trace.
Now Doctor Ding seems to be interested in this new doctor. As the head nurse, Zhang Dahua feels that she has an obligation to help this little girl who does not understand the affairs between men and women.
In the women's restroom, taking advantage of the convenient opportunity, Zhang Dahua approached Ding Qiunan.
"Dr. Xiao Ding, I think this young man from Donglai is a good guy. You have to make good use of it."
"Not bad? I think it's just average." Ding Qiunan was reserved.
"You haven't experienced men, so you don't understand.
Did you notice that Li Donglai looks just like a mule?
..." Zhang Dahua swallowed.
Mule??
Ding Qiunan was stunned for a moment before she understood what the head nurse meant. She was so embarrassed that her ears burned.
"Aunt Zhang, what are you talking about?"
Zhang Dahua pouted: "You are still a little girl, you will know after you get married."
"Back then, I just made a mistake..."
Looking at Ding Qiunan's leaving figure, Zhang Dahua sighed, with a hint of loneliness on his face.
Back in the consulting room, Ding Qiunan's ears echoed with Zhang Dahua's words, and he still felt warm at the base of his ears.
However, her heart felt a little itchy, like a small brush brushing over it, making Ding Qiunan restless.
She looked Li Donglai up and down. Sure enough, he had burly shoulders and a thin waist, but his buttocks couldn't be seen sitting on the chair.
However, from the appearance point of view, it is quite compact.
Ding Qiunan saw Li Donglai raise his head and quickly looked away as if nothing had happened.
Li Donglai had already caught a glimpse of Ding Qiunan's actions out of the corner of his eye.
But, who stipulates that a master cannot visit his apprentice?
He could only pretend not to see it.
Ding Qiunan spent the whole morning in hesitation.
Near noon, she gritted her teeth and walked to Li Donglai: "Donglai, stretch out your palm and let the master take a look."
"Palm?" Li Donglai, who was writing the prescription, was a little surprised.
"Yes, palm! As a master, I have the right to see your palm." Ding Qiunan said seriously.
Oh, would this be considered heterosexual harassment in the previous life?
However, in this age when the master is the biggest, Li Donglai can only hold out his palm honestly.
"The middle finger is indeed much longer than the average person's."
"What?"
"It's okay. You hurry up and write the prescription. You need to practice your basic skills well." Ding Qiunan almost blushed with embarrassment and could only show off the master's formula.
"Thank you, master, for your teaching." Li Donglai suppressed his inner doubts.
...
The bell rang at noon, and the hospital that had been busy all morning suddenly fell silent.
Li Donglai took the aluminum lunch box and went to the cafeteria to get some food.
"Master, do you want to come together?"
"No, I will make dumplings at home for lunch today and I will go back to eat." Ding Qiunan got on her pink bicycle and drove away.
The light reflected from the wheels of the car reflected into Li Donglai's dark eyes, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.
Bicycle, it would be great if I had one, so that I could go back and take care of Li Xiaomei at noon.
However, a 28-meter pole costs 180 yuan, and a bicycle ticket is also required.
It takes one year to save enough...
When Li Donglai walked into the cafeteria, there was already a long queue inside.
Most of the workers were wearing blue, gray and green overalls, and Li Donglai's white robe stood out.
Sha Zhu, who was cutting vegetables, saw it. He put down his kitchen knife and patted Liu Lan's arm.
"Liu Lan, please rest for a while, I'll pick up the food."
Liu Lan, whose hands were already shaking and numb, asked, "He Yuzhu, when did you get so good?"
"Get lost, labor and management are considerate of their subordinates."
Seeing Sha Zhu pick up the vegetable spoon, the elder brother holding the lunch box in front of the window turned dark. Sha Zhu's heart was much darker than Liu Lan's.
Sure enough, the vegetable spoon trembled slightly twice, and a full spoonful of fried radish and cabbage was left with more than half a spoonful, and the bottom was filled with vegetable soup.
The worker brother was not happy at that time: "Silly Zhu, are you sincere?"
Silly Zhu made a serious face: "If you like to eat, eat, if you don't like to eat, get out of here, I won't serve you."
Facing the arrogant Silly Zhu, the worker brother pursed his lips without saying a word and walked away with his lunch box.
All the workers in the rolling steel mill knew that Shazhu was a good cook and was highly regarded by the factory leaders.
The workers behind also sighed to themselves, today is really unlucky.
Shaking and shaking, Silly Zhu seemed to be suffering from Parkinson's disease, and he quickly saved half of his lunch box.
"Master, I'll buy two steamed buns and two cents of vegetables." It was Li Donglai's turn. He took out eight khaki-colored truck bills and handed them in.
"Okay, your steamed buns, your dishes."
Silly Zhu handed over two steamed buns, then picked up a vegetable spoon, dug out a full spoonful of vegetables, and poured it into Li Donglai's lunch box.
These dishes are worth five cents.
Li Donglai looked at Sha Zhu in surprise and saw a proud smile on his face.
He understood immediately, "Master He, after dinner, I have an hour to rest."
"Let's meet at the door of the first workshop." Shazhu understood.
"Next person!"
"Master He, I don't ask you to fill the spoon like you did just now, as long as your hands don't shake." A female worker curled her lips and was very angry.
"What good things are you thinking about? Are you looking down on my ancestral craftsmanship?" Silly Zhu's Parkinson's disease struck again.
The female worker was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Your hands are shaking like this, you deserve it! You are so old that you still can't find a wife!"
...
Li Donglai couldn't finish the five-cent dish, so he planned to take it back to Li Xiaomei.
Although there is no oil or water in the green vegetables, Shazhu's cooking skills are good and they are very flavorful when fried.
Li Donglai put the lunch box back into the consulting room, and then came to the door of the first workshop.
Shazhu had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Li Donglai, he rubbed his hands with joy and said, "Brother Donglai, hurry up and make the trap. Guo Daqianzi has prepared all the materials."
Guo Daqianzi is an old man in his forties who looks very wretched.
Seeing the two people coming in, he hurriedly took out the wooden box from under his work station.
"Boards of wood, springs, steel nails, and iron buckles, it took me a whole morning to get these."
"Don't worry, when I catch the rabbit, you will benefit a lot." Silly Zhu looked down on Guo Daqianzi.
Li Donglai didn't say much, squatted in front of the work station and started making an animal trap.
Although some materials are of wrong size, this is a workshop with all kinds of processing lathes.
In less than half an hour, Li Donglai made two animal traps.
"Hey, what are you doing hiding here?"
At this time, a short figure walked in, startling the three of them.
