"I know what injections and intravenous injections are, as well as the formulas and applications of some Western medicines."
"Classmate Zhao, it seems that you are a person who loves to learn."
"To be honest, Dr. Hua wrote me a letter of introduction. But my current body is not suitable for studying, unless it is just for further training."
"You only have a diploma when you study, but now there is a learning method that is very suitable for comrades in medical units. Come on, let me introduce it to you. You sit here, I stand and talk to you." He led it himself.
He got a folding stool, stood up and gave it to Zhao Weilan.
Zhao Weilan waved her hand and said: "Teacher, please sit down quickly. I have been lying down for such a long time and there is no need to sit down."
“Our school is now recruiting some doctors from hospitals to study, but they have to work, so they can come to us to study for three months to half a year a year, and then come back to study for three months to half a year the next year, and continue to study for two years or more.
You can graduate in three years. What do you think of the technical secondary school degree?"
Teacher Huang said seriously.
"That's really good, but I have to discuss it with my spouse." If you want to study, you have to live in school, and I don't know if the boss will agree.
"That's okay. You can just come to the school to find me when the time comes." Teacher Huang was very excited, and then wrote the address to Zhao Weilan.
After returning home, the two of them had a special talk.
He came together the next morning, cleaned up, and then began to study Chinese medicine and acupuncture with Zhao Weilan. When he was excited, he rolled up his pants and asked Zhao Weilan to help him treat rheumatic pain with acupuncture.
Zhao Weilan doesn't find it annoying at all. She now feels that being a doctor is good, and she can treat this as a lifelong career in the future. It won't be too tiring or too utilitarian.
So, she gave Teacher Huang a few injections. After a while, Teacher Huang nodded and said: "Not bad, not bad. You found the acupuncture points accurately and the injections didn't hurt. You look like an old doctor with many years of experience."
"Well, I studied for a long time to treat my man's legs, and I treated him for more than half a year before he could walk well."
Zhao Weilan withdrew the needle and found that there were many people around to watch the fun. She couldn't help but smile awkwardly and wanted to sterilize the used needle before withdrawing the needle.
His movements are very skillful, and he looks like a veteran at first glance.
Seeing her like this, it was like seeing a very rare good seedling, and Teacher Huang's eyes brightened even more.
Suddenly someone asked: "Little doctor, what's wrong with your lover's legs?"
Zhao Weilan did not hide it: "My wife used to be a soldier and was injured while doing a mission." She also looked at Liang Dong on the bed obediently, as if asking him if she could tell him.
Liang Dong immediately said: "My sister-in-law's lover was bombed and could not walk when he came out of the hospital. Later, it was all thanks to my sister-in-law's treatment that he recovered."
After hearing this, the man's eyes lit up, and then he immediately said: "Wait a moment, since the injury from the explosion can be cured, but the injury from the fall, I will be right back." He was a little incoherent, then turned and left.
Zhao Weilan glanced at Teacher Huang opposite, wondering what this person meant.
Unexpectedly, after a while he actually picked up a young man.
This young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was unusually tall and beautiful.
So beautiful that it catches the eye.
Zhao Weilan's eyes also lit up. She knew this young man and he was a famous writer who became very famous in the next few years.
However, the work was a bit dark, and she always read his books when she was paralyzed in bed. Although his character was inspirational, the content of his books was not.
Moreover, he has been chased by little girls, mainly because he was born so well.
She was even invited to star in a TV series because she was so good-looking, but later it was said that she committed suicide due to the shock of three failed marriages. Before her death, this famous writer also committed suicide.
It was a big blow to her at that time. Originally, because he had always been in a wheelchair, he inspired her to get up from the bed again. But when he was gone, she felt a little bit lost hope.
"What happened to him?" It was said that he fell. Wasn't this young man born with a disability?
Because he never mentioned how he became disabled, she didn't know that he had fallen. Moreover, she didn't know his name either. His pen name was Samsara.
But I haven’t started creating novels yet, after all, I’m still young.
"He accidentally fell down the stairs at my house..." As soon as the man said this, he heard the young man snort and chuckle.
"ha."
Zhao Weilan said: "Can I take a look?"
"Of course, I'll roll up his pants." The man put his son on the bed and made way for Zhao Weilan to see.
But as soon as Zhao Weilan got closer, the boy actually struggled and stretched one leg forward, almost hitting Zhao Weilan's stomach. Unexpectedly, Liang Dong suddenly grabbed his ankle and the veins on his head jumped.
He said: "Do you want to kill someone? Get out of here. We won't treat you anymore."