Since I am Yu Huanshui

Chapter 549

"I'm taking your pulse."

Qian Wen put down the pen in his hand and asked Xu Hongbing to extend his hand.

Xu Hongbing walked over on tiptoe when he heard this.

Qian Wen looks like an Xinglin national player, but his young face is awkward no matter how you look at it.

It seems that there is still fluff on the upper lip that has not faded, but it should not be lost.

He took Xu Hongbing's pulse again carefully, and counted out all the old problems he had just diagnosed one by one. Xu Hongbing stared at Qian Wen in surprise.

No one knows whose body is. Qian Wen's physical condition all covered his question.

They are all old problems that fell down when they were young. They are usually neither painful nor itchy, and they can't be cured if they are cured, so they don't take it seriously.

But now it seems that there is a possibility of cure, Xu Hongbing was surprised, hesitantly said, "Master Zhou, can these old problems of mine be cured?
Especially my asthma, which is usually nothing, but it is unbearable when I get sick. "

Qian Wen wrote down all the traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions for Xu Hongbing to take care of his body, and handed them to him, "Treat the legs first, drink this medicine first.

Believe me, other problems will be cured slowly, and there will be a good day. "

Xu Hongbing smiled happily. Who doesn't want to have a healthy body? At the same time, Qian Wen, who can accurately point out his physical condition, laments the superb medical skills, and he is relieved to let him lead the infirmary, which shows that he has a good eye.

Xu Hongbing, who was boasting in his heart, suddenly thought of something, twitched, and stammered, "That... that, the secret recipe passed down from the ancestors..."

Qian Wenyile is really unavoidable.

"Director, take it one step at a time, I can't run away again."

"Yes yes yes, take it step by step and treat it slowly." Xu Hongbing nodded with a smile, and stomped his right leg as he spoke, as long as he is conscious, it was frightening to death a few days ago.

"Master Zhou, may I have someone take you to the infirmary?" Xu Hongbing said.

He hadn't been to the factory for a few days, and some rumors spread. He had to deal with it and let some people know that he was still the master of the timber factory.

"Since I am a factory doctor, the factory manager should call me Doctor Zhou.

By the way, there is one more thing, my two friends..." Qian Wen looked at Xu Hongbing, Sun Chanchao, and Xiao Guoqing are not ready yet.

Xu Hongbing understood what it meant, he mentioned it last time, and frowned, but he didn't want to offend Qian Wen, so he sat down and pressed his legs, "Doctor Zhou, we are not outsiders now, I really appreciate you treating me .

If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do at this time.

I'm not talking nonsense, I'm being polite, your two friends are Sun Chanchao and Xiao Guoqing who came in with you, right?"

Qian Wen nodded.

"Actually, the factory is full of carrots and pits, and there is really no free space.

Besides, if the three newcomers who just came in are assigned to easy positions, I, the factory manager, will not be able to explain it.

After all, I am not the only one who has the final say in the factory.

Doctor Zhou has good medical skills, no one can make irresponsible remarks in the infirmary, but Sun Chaochao, Xiao Guoqing...

I read their files, they are all low-educated, and they don't have a craft, so how do I arrange them.

It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that there are so many eyes in the factory, and everything needs to be measured. "

In fact, Xu Hongbing also read Qian Wen's files, and they are no different from Xiao Guoqing and Sun Chanchao. The only difference is that he went to junior high school. He really didn't believe that Qian Wen could cure diseases.

Qian Wen frowned. That's what he said, but he really didn't believe that there was no better position to adjust.

But on National Day, catching up with Xu Hongbing really has no skill other than strength, which makes him have no chance to stop Xu Hongbing's mouth.

"It doesn't need to be a big tune, just assign a job type that can learn a skill to Chaochao and National Day, and they will be delivery workers when they are still young...

These two friends of mine are real people and won't make trouble for you, the factory manager.

I thanked the factory manager first, and I have a headache in the future, and my medicine will cure the disease. "

What Qian Wen said made Xu Hongbing heave a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the lion would open his mouth. If he insisted on giving his two friends a good job, then he would be in a difficult situation. He is also difficult to do.

This is only a slight adjustment of the position, and he can still do it.

"Doctor Zhou has already said that, so the wood processing and manual work mentioned last time, the supply of wood in our factory is in short supply, and there is still a shortage of people in this area.

It is the work of planing, drilling, tenoning, grooving, cutting, etc., and the deep processing of finished wood.

This is also a very deep handicraft, and it is not as tiring as a material delivery worker, do you think, Dr. Zhou?"

Qian Wen didn't expect that after going around, this wood processing job would come back again, but it's better to learn a craft than to be a coolie all the time.

In the original play, Catch Up, National Day is because they have no skills and only have a handful of strength. After the reform and opening up, they can only work hard all the time. One is full of problems, and the other is sick from overwork.

"I'm here to thank the factory manager."

"Then I'll send Dr. Zhou to the infirmary."

Qian Wen left Xu Hongbing's office.

Under Xu Hongbing's arrangement, he took over the factory infirmary smoothly.

There are only two people in the infirmary of the original factory, a half-hearted doctor Xu Yongjie, and an apprentice Zhu Dingbang.

The two were very unconvinced at the beginning, even with the note from the factory manager, they were not convinced, and Qian Wen was not interested in intrigue with them, so he rehearsed his superb bone-setting technique for them.

After a few rounds of dislocation and bone setting, his medical skills convinced the other two.

Qian Wen became the head of the infirmary in the factory.

I just got in touch with Xu Yongqiang and Zhu Dingbang, and I want to go out to talk to National Day, catch up with Chaochao, tell them about the job transfer, and make them happy too.

Unexpectedly, just as he went out, he ran into two people who ran over.

Both of them were smiling, not to mention how happy they were.

"What's the matter?" Qian Wen asked with a smile.

"Kun'er, thank you, there is nothing to say about my good brother!" Xiao Guoqing patted his arm heavily.

But Chaochao pulled him aside, looked around, and saw no outsiders said, "Bingkun, the factory manager just called us and said that he would transfer us to the wood processing area and arrange a master for the two of us. Teach us the craft, let us study hard.

When we left, he also whispered to us, this is your help, let us thank you if we want to thank you.

What's going on here? How did you become a factory doctor? Guoqing and I just entered the wood processing area and became manual workers?"

Qian Wen came to a sudden, Xu Hongbing, old fox, this is to allow himself to accept his love.

"Nothing, just make the most of it.

I know a few skills in medicine, you are diligent and hardworking, and the factory manager is easy to talk, so we will all be transferred. "

The children didn't believe this. A few days ago, the factory manager Xu Hongbing saw them with a slumped face, and he didn't look like talking at all.

But then again, it was very kind just now.

"Kun'er, don't laugh, we don't know each other.

What's going on with your medical skills, I and Chaochao don't understand.

But the factory manager is easy to talk, so it doesn't mean that we are brothers, and he talks to us.

What happened after all?
I am very curious with Chaochao. "Guo Day next to him asked.

Chaochao also stared at him closely, the two felt that this matter was not easy.

"Why are you looking at me like that?
Isn't it good to learn a craft, why don't we carry logs together?" Qian Wen said with a smile.

Catching up, National Day shook their heads in unison. They were curious about what was going on, but they weren't stupid. Could the feeding area be the same as the processing area, so they didn't go back.

"Since we don't want to go back, it doesn't matter why the factory manager changed positions for us, as long as we work hard." Qian Wen didn't want to explain the twists and turns, there was nothing to explain.

Chachao Guoqing looked at each other, and then they both patted him on the shoulder, and the buddies said, "If you don't want to say it, we won't ask.

But we are not stupid. In the past few days, you ran to the factory director's office, and people also talked about your hard work.

Good brother, nothing to say.

Thank you, this month's salary, we treat you to a big meal. "

"That's settled.

I haven't eaten meat in a while, and it smells good early. "Qian Wen and the two joked.

"Ah, did I say please eat meat, the noodles at the intersection are very good." Chachao Le said.

"Yes, the noodles are full, and they are still white noodles." National Day continued, and cooperated with the catch-up.

Seeing this, Qian Wen stretched out his hand to rub the numb tendons on the arms of the two, and the expressions of the two felt sour.

"Please, please, the meat is full.

Bingkun, I now believe that you understand medicine. "Chunchao rubbed his arms and grinned.

"Kun'er, you're really good at this." Guo Qing said curiously.

Xiao Guoqing and Sun Chanchao happily went to the wood processing area, and Qian Wen also went to have a look. It was easier than the delivery workers, but now that the wood factory sells all kinds of wood, the supply exceeds demand, and they can't relax a bit.

But the two were very happy, and they were willing to learn the craft from the master who taught them. They were very diligent, and Qian Wen went back to the infirmary.

Work does not distinguish between high and low, as long as you are happy and satisfied.

Qian Wen treated several factory workers in one day.

The problem is very serious, lung disease, irritating cough, chest tightness and shortness of breath after activities, all of them are raw material workers, long-term powder inhalation, and no money to see a doctor, so I come to prescribe some medicine to hold on.

In the past, Xu Yongqiang, who was half-baked, would prescribe some decoctions for nourishing the lungs to delay his illness. Qian Wen prescribed medicine for his pulse and told him to wear a mask.

There are also those with hunchbacks and old cold legs. Qian Wen massages and prescribes medicine one by one.

When these people left, they were skeptical. After all, Qian Wen looked very small, but the consultation was very professional, and the doctor's orders were also very professional. They could only leave suspiciously with the prescription.

After more than two weeks, no one was suspicious of him anymore, and everyone in the factory knew that there was a little magic doctor in the factory.

It was also rumored that the factory manager specially invited the little miracle doctor for the people in the factory, just to make everyone have a good health.

For a while, the factory director, Xu Hongbing, had a higher reputation in the factory.

Everyone praised the Red Soldier and the little miracle doctor Zhou Bingkun.

After Qian Wen knew about it, he smiled, this Xu Hongbing really has some skills.

People nowadays are very simple. Qian Wen treats them, and the factory doctor is paid to do things with money, but they always give him something to express their gratitude.

For example, homemade soap, woven baskets, small handicraft benches, and marinated rat meat, etc.

All kindness is hard to refuse, if you don't accept it, you will look down on the other party, and even blow your beard and stare at you, each of you will be more tempered than the other, and even if you don't accept it, you won't come to see a doctor with him.

Qian Wen is angry and funny, really cute group of people, really pure.

For things that are too expensive, such as meat stamps and food stamps, Qian Wen will return them. Everyone is in short supply of these things now. Accepted, after all, the wood factory has no shortage of wood, and told them not to take it next time.

Of course, the mouse meat Qian Wen was returned, he is an Amitabha, the Lord Buddha sits in his heart, he can't eat it, he can't eat it.

In his spare time, Qian Wen also reads books of this era to enrich himself and prepare for the future college entrance examination.

Although I am very sure in my heart, who knows what will be tested in the college entrance examination after the opening.

During this period, Xu Hongbing also greeted him well, wrote a note to him, and went to the district hospital to train on the procedures, but Qian Wen never had time. The treatment is almost the same, I asked the doctor, and now I am just going to go for training and go through a process.

get off work.

"Bingkun~" Chachao shouted at the door of the infirmary from get off work.

Qian Wen, who was teaching Xu Yongqiang and Zhu Dingbang massage techniques, stopped teaching when he heard the sound, "That's it for today.

Go home and practice more, didn't I ask each of you to find a master in the factory to create a human wooden statue.

Go back and look for more acupuncture points on it. "

"is teacher."

"Teacher, walk slowly."

Xu Yongqiang and Zhu Dingbang got up and saw them off respectfully.

Qian Wen didn't care either, he said earlier that he didn't care about the politeness on these occasions, but since the two of them saw his medical skills, they insisted on apprenticeship. Look down and see the world.

No, it's like this now.

"Bingkun, you're home." Chao Chao opened the door and came in.

"Understood, at least let me pack my things." Qian Wen was helpless.

Since catching up, I went to the material processing area on National Day, and my mood is getting better every day.

And the workers know that they are his children, so they are very helpful to them, and they are willing to teach them small skills in craftsmanship.

The two are happy every day now.

"What is it today? Yesterday it was a clothes hanger, and the day before yesterday it was a spatula. It was itchy. What is it today?" National Day squeezed in and asked curiously.

Qian Wen couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, it's not good for the workers to be too cute, this week's house is almost filled with wooden furniture.

"Yo, a cabinet?
This is a rare item, who gave it to him, so generous?" Catch up was surprised when he saw a brand new double-door wooden cabinet in the corner of the infirmary.

This is a big item, and it will cost a lot of money to buy it outside.

"The wood I subscribed to was made by Mr. Ge in his free time." Qian Wen, who was packing up, looked up and said.

"Let me just say, whoever is so generous will give this away." Guo Qing said as he touched the big cabinet that still had a woody fragrance.

"Master Ge gave it away, but the teacher didn't want it anyway, so he had to buy it with his own money.

You know, Master Ge's daughter's lameness was cured by the master, and Master Ge is very grateful.

The two shied away for a while, and then each took a step back, one contributed energy, and the other paid for the timber. "Said Zhu Dingbang, an apprentice on the side.

"Why not, Bingkun, you have cured Master Ge's daughter's lameness for many years."

Qian Wen packed his things, threw the army green shoulder bag across his body, greeted Xu Yongqiang and Zhu Dingbang, lifted the double-door wardrobe and walked out.

"Master Ge's family is not easy, so we can't have it." Qian Wen said lightly.

Catch up with the National Day and hurried to help, Qian Wen didn't refuse, Xu Yongqiang and Xu Yongqiang also opened the door and helped the cotton curtain.

At the door is the wooden tricycle that Qian Wenwen borrowed from the factory. He is very popular in the factory now.

He waved with Xu Yongqiang again, and rode a tricycle to leave with them on National Day.

"Doctor Zhou is going home."

"Slow down the road."

"Hey, this is the cabinet that Lao Ge helped Dr. Zhou build. It's not bad. It fits Dr. Zhou's temperament and atmosphere."

"Doctor Xiao Zhou, do you need my help?"

"Doctor Zhou, I made two cheap wooden cups, you can use them."

The road to the factory was very lively, Qian Wen said hello to the workers.

Qian Wen didn't have the money to build a locker, and he didn't get paid at the end of the month, but he sold medicine, borrowed some money from Xu Hongbing, and made some special aphrodisiac medicine, traumatized plaster, and soon he gave away the money Pay it back, among them, Xu Hongbing, the big and small leaders in the factory, is his big benefactor, and he is so rich, not a lot.

In fact, when he was short of money, Qian Wen thought of the roadside incident he had encountered, and planned to take a few bowls, go to the black market, place a piece of cloth on the ground, and return a three immortals to the cave to make some money.

But first go to the black market to explore the way. Seeing the flow of people coming and going, Qian Wen hesitated, so there is no need to be so depressed.

The main thing, a fundamental question, is that this is not a lie.

After greeting everyone, Qian Wen left the gate of the wood processing factory.

Shaking his head, he sighed, "I am really getting used to this era."

"Bingkun, what are you talking about?" Chao Chao, who was walking beside him, turned his head and asked.

"I said, you guys go back first, I'll go to Taiping Hutong." Qian Wen said.

"Going to see your wife again?" Guo Qing said with a smile.

"Ah."

Qian Wen never planned to hide Zheng Juan's existence, but Zheng Juan still had scruples.

At the entrance of Taiping Hutong, Qian Wen and the two separated.

Under the playful eyes of the two of them, Qian Wen rode a three-wheeled wooden cart into Taiping Hutong.

In fact, when he knew that Qian Wen was talking to the girl in Taiping Hutong, he had to persuade him not to be confused.

There are a lot of people without registered permanent residence in Taiping Hutong, so don't be entangled by that little fairy.

Qian Wen knew that they were kind, so he didn't say anything, and he didn't want to talk about this topic. Over time, they got used to Qian Wen going to Taiping Hutong from time to time after get off work.

Just remind him to keep an eye out from time to time.

Zheng Juan and Zheng's mother are not at home, and the stall has not yet been confiscated.

But the light is there, looking up at the sky with the base of a glossy glass bottle.

Although I can't see it, Guangming always likes to do this. I long for the light in my heart.

"Bingkun brother, is that you?"

Hearing the sound, Guangming sat in the courtyard, but it was different from the usual bicycle sound, so he didn't dare to confirm it.

"Guangming is waiting for your aunt and your sister at the door again.

Isn't it cold? Don't wait indoors. "Qian Wen gently pushed open the door of the small courtyard, stretched his arms and slowly lowered the cabinet.

"It's okay, it's not cold." Guangming laughed.

"Don't move the light, just sit down and be careful not to bump into you." Qian Wen said as he opened the door and walked into the room with the wardrobe in his arms.

"Brother Bingkun, my sister said we can't keep asking you to bring things to our house." Guangming listened and said.

"Wouldn't it be my own family to marry your sister in the future, what's yours and mine, yours and mine." Qian Wen said indifferently.

Zheng Juan also told him not to let him go to get things, Qian Wen ignored it, and taught her a lesson, let her try the feeling of suffocation again.

When Guangming heard the words, he smiled brightly.

The cabinet was moved to the back room. Zheng Juan's house did not have a wardrobe, but there was a half-waisted wooden cabinet.

He leaned against the wall, shook it steadily, clapped his hands, turned and went out.

This thing is taken seriously under the background of this era. As a modern person, he really doesn't think it is anything.

"Guangming, I've made a wardrobe for you. You can put your clothes in it from now on. It's better and more convenient than a box." Qian Wen sat with Guangming.

"My sister is going to talk about it again when she comes back." Guangming said.

"Go on, I just want to be nice to your sister." Qian Wen said with a smile.

Tu Zhiqiang was injured, and he is still recuperating at home. He is out of sight and out of mind. Although he knows that he is innocent now, he can't help but think of what will happen in the future.

In this regard, he is very small, very small.

After sitting with Guangming for a while, I told him the story of Journey to the West and boiled Chinese medicine for him.

I have been treating Guangming for some time, but I can't see anything in a short period of time. Traditional Chinese medicine has always been slow to take effect.

After the medicine was boiled and the bitter smell appeared, Zheng Juan and the others came back.

From a distance, Qian Wen heard the creaking sound of the wooden cart.

"You're here." Zheng Juan stood pretty in front of Qian Wen.

Looking at Qian Wen with big eyes and smiling, the obvious love and entrustment can be seen in the eyes.

In the past few weeks, Qian Wen's thoughtful care and indiscriminate treatment of Guangming and Zheng's mother made Zheng Juan feel lucky to have met the person she was about to meet, showing happiness every day.

She doesn't want much, it's as simple as that.

"The bright medicine is ready, give it to him, be careful not to burn it." Qian Wen handed over the bowl containing the dark medicine soup.

"I'll do it." Mother Zheng took it away first.

Zheng Juan and Qian Wen looked at each other with smiles in their eyes, they were used to Zheng's mother doing this.

"I'll show you something." Qian Wen stretched out his hand to cover Zheng Juan's eyes.

"what?"

The two walked slowly into the inner room, but halfway through, Zheng Juan's fair face suddenly turned red, and her pace twitched.

Qian Wen felt that his hands were a little hot, and when he looked around, Zheng Juan's face was as bright as the morning glow, and her red lips were tightly pursed.

"Juan'er, what's wrong with you?" Qian Wen asked strangely.

Zheng Juan wrapped her little hands in front of her body desperately, Mosquito said, "We're not married yet."

This made Qian Wen even more taken aback, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he pressed his head against her little head, and said lovingly, "What are you thinking about with this little head of yours?"

Letting go of her hand, the eye-catching large wardrobe not far away appeared in front of the shy Zheng Juan. She was taken aback for a moment, and then Qian Wen could see her wine red clambering around her neck, her face flushed, and her big eyes hiding in panic.

She would be wrong.

'Qiao Chunyan was right, women mature earlier than men. 'Qian Wen sighed in his heart.

"I...I...I..." Zheng Juan rubbed the corner of her clothes vigorously, faltering shyly.

Seeing her cuteness, Qian Wen couldn't help laughing.

Qian Wen's laughter made Zheng Juan even more shy.

The laughter attracted Zheng's mother, and she looked quietly into the inner room, she exclaimed in surprise, "W-when did this happen?"

Qian Wen took Zheng Juan's hand, holding it in the palm of his hand as if comforting, and turned to look at Zheng's mother, "I just brought her here after get off work, and it will be more convenient for you to have this aunt."

"It's too precious." Mother Zheng said.

"Yes, we can't ask for it." Zheng Juan said shyly.

"Well, I'll move it into the car later, and I'll take it back." Qian Wen nodded vaguely.

"Well, Bingkun can't buy such expensive things next time, it's too wasteful." Zheng Juan didn't think there was any problem with moving back.

I chatted with Zheng Juan again for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, I said goodbye, and rode a tricycle to the entrance of the alley under Zheng Juan's wave.

Qian Wen hadn't walked one meter away when Zheng Juan suddenly thought of something, "Wardrobe~"

Qian Wen turned around and smiled, "Then you can move up."

That's what he said, but Qian Wen didn't stop at all.

Zheng Juan suddenly understood, and ran to catch up, "Bingkun, I can't take it."

"Then give me yourself."

Zheng Juan was ashamed and anxious.

In the end, Qian Wen left.

After returning home, Mother Zhou was waiting for him at the door as usual, but today she looked anxious.

"Kun'er, why did you come back?
Your father and your brother have both sent letters, and this one is for Rong'er, and the mailing address is your district.

Huh? Where's your bicycle, how did you ride a tricycle?"

(End of this chapter)