After studying medicine for hundreds of years, he finally took a chance, but in the end he only received acupuncture and anesthesia. It would be nonsense to say that Zhou Yan was not depressed.
Although Zhou Yan had the urge to practice medicine, he had to face a very practical problem: he did not have a medical qualification certificate.
The prerequisite for obtaining a medical qualification certificate is to take the Licensed Pharmacist Qualification Examination.
Of course, it is not impossible for Zhou Yan, who is not a medical major, to obtain a medical qualification certificate: doctors who have a traditional teacher-teacher relationship in traditional Chinese medicine can take the medical practitioner qualification examination by relying on the teacher-teacher relationship...
Moreover, Zhou Yan also has a shortcut to become a disciple, that is, to become a disciple of Grandpa Qin. However, in this case, Zhou Yan and his prospective father-in-law will become senior brothers, and his life will be difficult.
talk later!
Zhou Yan sighed slightly, and when he raised his head, he saw the eldest lady with an inquiring look on her face, smiling: "Classmate Qin, if you have any questions, you can ask!"
"I know you studied medicine, but how did you diagnose acute appendicitis?"
"There are not many organs in the right lower abdomen. Where the disease is located, other than the appendix, it is also the large intestine. Inflammation of the appendix can be diagnosed by taking a pulse."
Of course, Chinese medicine’s diagnosis of appendiceal inflammation relies on the dialectics of Yingwei.
The so-called Yingwei refers to nutrition and defense. This is an important dialectical foundation of traditional Chinese medicine following the Five Elements Theory...
After the "yingwei" theory was developed, it became quite complicated. Zhou Yan only briefly introduced the principles.
"oh……"
After listening, Qin Ruoshu nodded as if understanding, and shrank into the cup. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly remembered something and got out of the bed again.
"By the way, brother, I just heard Lao Li say that the traffic jam on the Beijing-Tibet Expressway has been stuck for a while..." Qin Ruoshu smacked her lips, "If we can stay stuck until the weekend, we can make some extra money..."
"As for that," Zhou Yan couldn't help but smile a bit, "We just made a small profit. As for going to the edge of the highway, will we suffer the consequences?"
"That's right..." Qin Ruoshu nodded stupidly, "However, Lao Li said that there are several classmates in our school who have made thousands just by selling box lunches. Lao Zhou, your cooking skills are really amazing.
What a pity……"
"How about..." Zhou Yan rolled his eyes, "I'll borrow a cooking truck from Deng Zhuo later. If there's still traffic jam on the weekend, let's go sell lunch boxes on the highway?"
"real?"
"It's just a matter of idleness when you smile. Just think of it as getting familiar with the craft," a trace of memory appeared on Zhou Yan's face, "Four years ago at this time, your husband and I were the little princes of catering on the west coast of Xinhai..."
"You don't blush when you brag..."
Accompanied by the sound of "eating, eating, eating, eating like crazy", the two fell asleep. The next day, they opened their eyes to the same sound...
"Brother, where are you?"
"We have passed Langfang and will arrive at our destination soon..."
Arrive at Capital Station at 5:40 in the morning, return home, and still have a good night's sleep.
After waking up, I got up, prepared breakfast, and cleaned the house that had been idle for more than two months.
Then, the day passed.
After a busy day, I had to accept harassment from my friends in the evening.
"Zhou Yan, you have to report for work tomorrow. I will accompany you tomorrow and visit your old classmates by the way..."
"Brother Xu, you should be busy with your own business. It's not like I've never been to Shougang..."
Just after hanging up the phone from Zhao Xu, Yang Yuning called again: "Xiao Zhou, I'll wait for you at the south gate of the school tomorrow..."
Before Zhou Yan could speak, Yang Yuning had already hung up the phone.
"This old boy..." Zhou Yan stared blankly at his locked phone, "When did you become so familiar with him?"
The day after returning to the capital, Zhou Yan reported to Capital University of Aeronautics and Astronautics with the prepared materials.
Of course, in addition to the materials, Zhou Yan also brought "valuable items" - his girlfriend who has not yet started school.
Because they were worried that it would be difficult to park in front of the school, the two of them did not dare to drive their car to the school. Instead, they found a parking lot nearby, and then drove across the road to the south gate of the school.
"Zhou Yan, don't you have a car? Why did you come here on foot?"
"Teacher Yang," Zhou Yan rolled his eyes, "don't you know that the capital city is also called the first traffic jam? The Beijing-Tibet Expressway has been blocked for a while, right?"
"During the interview, why didn't I notice that your mouth was so bad?"
Registration for graduate students is similar to that for undergraduates, except that the number of students is much smaller than at the undergraduate level.
On the way to report, Yang Yuning introduced Liu Yiming's team and scientific research projects to Zhou Yan.
The attentive Zhou Yan discovered that Yang Yuning did not seem to belong to Liu Yiming's team, and suddenly felt a little curious: "Old Yang, what project are you working on?"
"Scramjet."
"Hypersonic weapons?" Zhou Yan's eyes lit up and he lowered his voice and asked, "It should be easier to get scientific research funding for such a project, right?"
"It's blank..." Yang Yuning's answer was concise and straightforward.
Zhou Yan, who came back from more than ten years later, is very clear that the hypersonic weapons that have taken hold within our rabbit more than ten years later are not missiles powered by scramjet engines.
It is a waverider missile based on Qian Xuesen's ballistics, and the No. 17 Express is known as "floating at the edge of the atmosphere."
The reason for this choice is not because the scramjet engine is not good, but because it is the best choice in comparison: the fuel consumption of the scramjet engine is too high, which will eventually lead to a lower warhead load of the missile...
Of course, the fact that the scramjet engine consumes too much fuel does not mean that missiles based on it are useless. Such missiles are not powerful enough to be used as strategic weapons and can be used for tactical strikes, but they are very suitable: they are difficult to intercept, and
There are no restrictions on the mounting platform.
However, the purpose of Yang Yuning taking the initiative to help Zhou Yan go through the admission procedures was not to make Zhou Yan work as a coolie for him.
When the admission procedures were completed, Yang Yuning quietly pulled Zhou Yan aside: "Zhou Yan, does your company have any positions with heavy work and low wages..."
Zhou Yan was confused by the question: "Probably not. Whether it is Xinghan Group or Qingyan Group, the cleaning work is outsourced to specialized companies. Lao Yang, why do you ask?"
"After my two children entered high school, they suddenly didn't want to go to school. I thought if I could find an opportunity to let them experience the cruelty of society..."
"In that case," Zhou Yan thought for a while and asked, "Brother Yang, can the two children ride electric bikes?"
"Why are you asking?" Yang Yuning was also confused by the question.
"Tomorrow and the next two days, Saturday and Sunday, we plan to go to the Beijing-Tibet Expressway to sell lunch boxes. We still need a few errand boys to deliver meals..."
"You..." Yang Yuning was made to smile bitterly, "Zhou, after all, you are a boss with a net worth of hundreds of millions. Isn't it a bit... to go to the kitchen and sell lunch boxes?"
The news that Zhou Yan planned to sell box lunches was spread by someone. In the afternoon, executives such as Xu Chongsheng, Deng Zhuo and Zheng Yun called and asked Zhou Yan to take care of the children so that the children could see it.
The cruelty of society.
After dealing with all the executives, Zhou Yan looked back at Qin Ruoshu, who was full of gloating: "Daughter-in-law, our fast food business cannot pin its hopes on those young masters and princesses. Later, you can contact your classmates...