I am many years in the courtyard

Chapter 234, Glutinous Rice and Green Vegetables
Yang Jun suddenly said:
"Chief Yin, where is the Type [-] or [-] rifle that Team Leader Xu used last time? Lend it to me next time."

"It's in the innermost place, you can find it yourself."

After Yin Xudong finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses, good guy, yes, he hasn't been here for many years, but he can use the rifle he used.

As a result, Yang Jun had already rushed out first, and went to the gun store to find a gun.

Wu Hao, Ma Junhua, Chen Zhiwen and others, who were belatedly aware of it, also rioted in an instant, rushing to the gun store together.

There is only one gun, but so many people go to grab it, it's no wonder they can get it.

In the end, Yang Jun won. After all, he was the first to arrive, and he was tall and strong, so few people could beat him.

When I delivered food to Battelle and the others at noon, I didn't know this exaggeration for many years, and I was even more speechless.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, we don't talk about feudal superstition anymore.

But Yang Jun and the others believed in this more than anyone else, and there was really no one else.

These people love to play, but they are too lazy to play with them for many years.

Time goes by, and before you know it, the light snow has passed, and the heavy snow is coming.

At the end of November, many years and Qin Huairu came to the basement, where the aroma of wine was already overflowing.

After more than a week, the glutinous rice wine has completely become fragrant and delicious.

A small sip at this time is very delicious.

Not rushed at all, very tasty.

The young couple matched men and women, put the glutinous rice wine into small jars separately, and packed the wine lees.

Then for many years, he rode a two-eight pole, braved the strong wind, and went out at night.

In fact, riding a bicycle at this time is really a bit slippery, and I dare not ride a bicycle without any skills.

It's just that he has been confident in his skills for many years, and in such a cold weather, he must not be willing to walk.

Besides, as soon as he went out, the wine jar hanging on the handle disappeared.

Even if you accidentally fall down, you are not afraid.

In the Kang family, Kang Daotong was surprised for a while when he saw many years coming in with four wine jars.

"Why are you here at this time? Come in, it's cold outside."

"Bringing you wine, I bought all the food stamps you gave me before. Hehe, this time the glutinous rice wine is even better."

It has not been mentioned for many years that he directly brought all the glutinous rice wine and distiller's grains.

Put the wine jar in the other party's house, just sat there for a while, and then prepared to leave.

However, Kang Daotong dragged him to the study.

In the study, after the two sat down, Kang Daotong said:

"Remember when I went to your house last week? Did you go out that morning?"

"Brother Tong, it's just the two of us here. If you have anything to say, just talk about it. There's no need to hide it."

Kang Daotong was not only not angry, but smiled after being turned against the guest for many years.

"Haha, it's because I'm petty."

"Okay, then let's open the skylight and speak plainly."

Then, he told him about the eight outlaws including Lao Yao and Erhu that Qi Jianyong reported to him that day, as well as his speculation about the identity of the mysterious person.

He stated the suspicious points, common points, etc. found by the relevant departments, and also pointed out the relevance of the previous Zimeimei Xie Haiyang case, Wang Yiming's disappearance case and other cases.

"If I'm not wrong, for many years, you should have a pistol hidden on the fox before, right?"

With his expression unchanged for many years, he shook his head and denied it.

Confess in a broad way, sit in prison and wear it.

The reason is so simple, how could he not know?

"Brother Tong, what you said just now, I don't know why your relevant departments like to associate them with me."

"In my opinion, the evidence is too far-fetched, and it's still your speculation."

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's talk about the gun. It was summer, where can I hide the gun? I don't have time to get a gun."

Kang Daotong was silent when he heard the words.

He recalled Qi Jianyong's description at the time, and it was indeed a doubtful point.

Because of the preconceived relationship, many things are easily dominated by previous views.

When the fox was killed many years ago, the pistol was not taken away, but was brought back to the relevant department.

As for the other pistol hidden on the fox's body, it is only the speculation of the relevant departments.

Because I have dealt with people like Fox many times, I know that they usually have more than two pistols when they are in action.

If they haven't lied for many years, then who lied?
Or did the fox that day have no time to carry a second pistol?

Once the fact that he has a pistol has been overturned for many years, many subsequent associations are jokes.

Seeing that Kang Daotong was silent, he continued after many years:

"According to what the team leader in your relevant department said, I roughly calculated that I might have fired thirty bullets."

"There are so many bullets, and they are still pistol bullets. Brother Tong, where do you think I should go to buy bullets?"

As we all know, he had just returned to the capital for half a year after he was discharged from the army, and his relationship in the capital was zero.

It was August and September, and it was impossible to get in touch with people who could buy guns and ammunition for many years.

Once again, Kang Daotong was silent again.

The source of bullets is also an aspect. After all, whether it is a Browning pistol or a Type [-] or [-] rifle, the bullets used are all slightly different.

Therefore, there is definitely no way to share bullets.

"Finally, Brother Tong, do you imagine me too perfect?"

Then, many years gave the other party a strong medicine:
"According to Brother Tong and your relevant departments, if all these achievements are done by me alone, then am I not an invincible soldier king?"

"Then why do I still stay in the design institute? With so much credit, if I come to work in a relevant department, not to mention being an uncle, I will take at least 20 days off every month, isn't it too much?"

When Kang Daotong heard this, he shook his head dumbfounded.

It seems that what he said for many years is very reasonable, and the last point is something that neither he nor Qi Jianyong has thought about.

Because they have preconceived it, so they didn't think about it.

"All right, I see."

After some reflection, Kang Daotong said:

"However, our unit will always open the door for you."

Thank you for many years, I have breathed a sigh of relief.

The two chatted for a while, and then they said goodbye and left.

After he left, Kang Daotong returned to the living room, took a sip of the glutinous rice wine, and suddenly came back to his senses.

Why so much glutinous rice wine?

After opening the four small wine jars, he was even more surprised. He also recalled that for many years, this kid had never asked him to give him any favors.

With a wry smile, he didn't pursue him for many years.

The latter was already on the main road at this time, whistling and rushing towards home.

After his analysis tonight, should Kang Daotong stop pestering himself?

From the indifferent attitude of the other party just now, it can be felt to some extent.

I have been very happy for many years, the colder the better.

When I was near No. 95 courtyard, I took two cucumbers, a small bunch of green vegetables and two tomatoes from the space for many years, and packed them in bags.

Walking into the yard, the doors and windows of every household are closed, and many families have already fallen asleep.

Old Xu's house also turned off the lights, probably already asleep.

On the side of the middle courtyard, the Jia family was arguing, their voices were somewhat covered by the wind and snow, and if you didn't listen carefully, you really couldn't hear them.

The lights at his house haven't been turned off yet, so Qin Huairu should be waiting for him.

Sure enough, when he opened the door and entered, Qin Huairu was sitting in the living room reading a book.

"Brother Anian, you're back."

Since it snowed, they haven't gone to the study room to blow cold wind for many years. After all, the temperature at night is five or six degrees below zero, which is very cold.

"Well, do you see what I brought back for you?"

Handing over the bag in his hand, Many Years took off his military coat and hung it on the wall.

Qin Huairu accepted it with a smile, opened it, her small mouth suddenly became O-shaped, and blurted out in amazement:

"Cucumbers, greens, and tomatoes?"

"Oh my God, brother Anian, where did these come from? Isn't this too powerful?"

It is already the twelfth lunar month of winter, where can I find such green cucumbers, vegetables and tomatoes?

This kind of colorful vegetable is probably also available in Hainan Island, the southernmost tip of the motherland, right?

But how could the food from that place be transported to the capital?

At least it will take ten and a half months to reach the capital, and when they arrive in the capital, it is probably broken.

There is no such thing as air transportation in this era, and Qin Huairu could not think of such a way.

"I heard it is a new technology, what is it called greenhouse vegetables?"

Playing stupid for many years, but also made up some slightly useful news:
"It's the research result of the University of Agricultural Sciences. It's like vegetables irrigated by hot spring water. Build a house for the vegetable field, and then increase the temperature inside. In fact, the Tang Dynasty already had this thing, and it's not too big. What a surprise."

After listening to the explanation for many years, it was very casual, but Qin Huairu admired it very much, and asked him a lot.

For this, he was naturally very helpful and told her something about the vegetable greenhouse.

Then he exhorted:

"Put these dishes in the basement, eat them tomorrow morning, and don't tell anyone, you know?"

Qin Huairu nodded repeatedly, expressing that she understood clearly.

Such a good thing, of course, can't be said.

And not much, just enough for a meal or two for their young couple.

A few days later, many years came back with a large sack from the outside, which contained thirty catties of glutinous rice.

In the basement of Zhang Linsheng's home, over the years, more than 700 catties of rice and [-] catties of glutinous rice were found.

It has been more than a week, and the matter has not exploded, which shows that his strategy was successful at that time.

And he also explained to Kang Daotong yesterday that the latter should not stare at him anymore.

Then, staying in the basement, brewing some glutinous rice wine, and giving Qin Huairu a boost, isn't it too much?

Also, the two old hens at the door have been raising them for several months. It's cold and they don't lay eggs very much.

Then let's stew it, to nourish Qin Huairu's body.

The neighbors in the yard saw through the window that they had been carrying things home for many years, so they opened the door and asked with a smile.

"It's just some food. Last month, I didn't go to buy food yet. I went to buy it today."

The neighbor nodded with a smile, and there was a word of envy in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Everyone eats enough food for free, but for many years, the family has been doing well, eating free food for free.

There is no comparison!

In the living room, Zhou Hongmei and her three daughters-in-law were there, and Zhou Hongmei was still in front of the sewing machine, busy sewing clothes.

Seeing many years coming in, Fan Zhaodi and others all smiled and asked him what he was carrying.

"Rice, hehe, what were you talking about just now? So happy."

For many years, I didn't dare to say it was glutinous rice, and I didn't open it to show them.

Although the difference between glutinous rice and rice is only one word, the difference between the two is too great.

Anyway, glutinous rice is hard to find, and it is usually only during festivals like the Dragon Boat Festival that some shares will be released.

It is almost impossible to buy it on weekdays.

It is not easy for an ordinary family to be able to eat enough. How can they pursue such things as zongzi and rice cakes?
"We're just talking about the beautiful scarves that Xiao Ru wove."

After coming out of the guest room for many years, Zhou Hongmei has already sewed clothes.

She checked the clothes with a smile, and then said to Hu Meifeng:
"Xiaofeng, do you want to go to the department store with me in the afternoon? Your father has been running to the toilet for the past one or two months, and the toilet paper at home is used up very quickly."

During the period of the Republic of China, paper was mainly divided into three types: household paper (including toilet paper), sacrificial paper and cultural paper.

In the 30s, household paper accounted for 47.71% of national paper output, ritual paper 29.39%, and text paper 23.2%.

On the eve of the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the demand for sacrificial paper soared to about 40%.

Of course, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, not many people in cities used toilet paper.

Those who have no money just pick up some small sticks and solve them casually.

Toilet paper is not expensive in this day and age, and you can use it for a long time for a few cents.

Before Hu Meifeng opened her mouth to speak, she had already preemptively asked for many years:
"Mom, dad's problem, is it still not healed?"

Suddenly, there was a bad feeling in my heart for many years.

When he read medical books before and found out about rectal cancer, he didn't think so much at all.

It was only because Duan Xiaoyu and Liu Wanqiu's father also had this disease, and they usually listened to their neighbors a lot, so when they saw rectal cancer, they unconsciously took it more seriously.

But he never expected that Lao Xu might also have rectal cancer.

This news is definitely a bolt from the blue.

"No, it's been almost three months, right? Anyway, one of them hasn't recovered." Zhou Hongmei shook her head, but she wasn't too worried.

For many years, I felt a little bit in my heart, but it didn't show on the surface.

Zhou Hongmei and the others continued to discuss the purchase of toilet paper, and they had been thinking about things for many years.

After lunch, when he returned to work in the afternoon, he took the medical book given to him by Zhang Mingde and the unnamed medical book he had obtained from Zhang Linsheng.

It can't be said that it is an unknown medical book. In recent days, he looked through other books by Zhang Linsheng and found the author of this medical book.

His name is Ren Baohua, and his name is Mr. Fengchun. He is a well-known doctor of traditional Chinese medicine in the Republic of China.

I read two medical books again for many years, especially the part about rectal cancer, and read them more carefully.

After arriving home in the evening, I spent many years waiting for Lao Xu to get off work in the front yard.

Zhou Hongmei and Fan Zhaodi are very strange, why have they stayed here for so many years tonight?

However, strange is strange, they did not ask.

It wasn't until Lao Xu pushed the [-] big bars home that he dragged the former to the middle court for many years.

After coming to the living room, he asked Qin Huairu to stay in the kitchen for many years, while he asked Old Xu to sit down and give him his pulse.

"Old man, what are you trying to do in such a mysterious way? I'm not sick, what kind of pulse did you give me? Do you want to use me as a homework practice?"

Old Xu said with a smile, not aware of any problems with his body.

For many years, his expression was not serious, and he smiled and said, yes, just practice.

"Father, just cooperate with me. I have recently learned a more critical step, and I need to experiment."

After hearing this for many years, Lao Xu felt more at ease.

He also said generously, try it casually, and ask anything you want, just ask.

"If our family also has a great doctor, it will really be smoke from the ancestral grave."

Seeing this, I have asked many questions over the years, all of which are related to viscera, stomach problems, etc.

After all, he himself is just a beginner. Although he has read a lot of theoretical knowledge, his pulse signal technology is not even a third-rate one, and his knowledge is even worse.

Even so, after some inquiries about the pulse, it was basically confirmed for many years.

The old Xu in front of him was really unfortunate and got rectal cancer.

As a novice medical student, I have confirmed it for many years, but I am also worried about misdiagnosis.

Furthermore, if one can be cured after reading a few medical books, wouldn't there be doctors everywhere?
Right now, I have been thinking for many years how to persuade Lao Xu to follow him into the mountains and visit the Stone Temple.

Why go to the Stone Temple?
Because it is very simple, the doctors in the rolling mill did not diagnose Lao Xu's condition.

As for going to other hospitals such as Xiehe Hospital, it is estimated that Lao Xu would murmur, or even directly refuse.

Moreover, if he went to Xiehe Hospital and was misdiagnosed, then Lao Xu probably wouldn't go to Shimiao for many years.

In this case, it is better to go to the stone temple directly.

Zhang Mingde, an old Chinese doctor, lived to be a hundred years old, so he would definitely not misdiagnose it.

Moreover, for many years, he hoped to be misdiagnosed. It would be better for Lao Xu not to have rectal cancer.

However, according to the medical books of Zhang Mingde and Ren Baohua, two Chinese medicine doctors, the probability of Lao Xu getting rectal cancer is above 70.00%.

After thinking about it for many years, I said:
"Father, it's like this. I'm going to go into the mountains in two days. Then you can go with me."

"Mom hasn't eaten much meat recently, so I'll hunt by the way and bring back some meat for Mom."

Old Xu shook his head and said:

"With this time, I might as well go to work. I am now a third-level worker, and my salary is 45 yuan and [-] cents. I don't have any problems buying meat for my family."

"Besides, it's so cold now, do you want to run into the mountains to blow the cold wind? No, no."

Seeing Lao Xu say this, I felt very helpless for many years.

To be frank, it is estimated that if Lao Xu is going to blow up, the whole family will feel that the sky is falling.

This is not a joke, just look at the two sisters Duan Xiaoyu and Liu Wanqiu, a family that almost broke up.

How to do?
I rubbed my temples, feeling a little worried for many years.

You can't go into the mountains and call out the old Chinese doctor Zhang Mingde, can you?
What a dilemma!
Forget it, go to a nearby hospital to inquire and see which expert is better.

Especially the doctor who treated Duan Xiaoyu and Liu Wanqiu's father, there should be no problem.

If the diagnosis cannot be made at that time, then go to the old Chinese doctor to have a look.

After settling down, I didn't struggle with it for many years.

Anyway, once rectal cancer is identified, early treatment is certain, but the choice of treatment method is very particular.

Judging from the medical descriptions of Zhang Mingde and Ren Baohua, it is natural that the former's method is higher.

The former only recorded three cases of visceral poisoning, and one case was unable to recover because of its advanced stage.

But Zhang Mingde also allowed this patient to live for another five years. It was just this case, and after many years, it became clear how powerful Zhang Mingde's methods were.

The remaining two cases, without exception, fully recovered and died of old age rather than illness.

Although Zhang Mingde did not mention money matters, he recorded the treatment process in more detail.

However, after seeing those medicines, treatment methods, etc. for many years, he knew that this is not something that ordinary people can afford.

All kinds of medicinal materials are either expensive or hard to find.

For the traditional Chinese medicine for the treatment of intestinal cancer, the main principles are clearing heat and detoxifying, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Heat-clearing and detoxifying are good things to say, medicines for clearing away heat and detoxifying such as Banlangen, forsythia, honeysuckle, fetal chrysanthemum, etc. are relatively common and inexpensive.

The problem is that motherwort, safflower, salvia and other herbs that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis are hard to find in this era.

The most critical thing is chemotherapy, that is, the drugs in the treatment process, which are the most expensive.

Not to mention anything else, just ginseng can make people despair.

Ginseng essence extract and ginsenosides in traditional Chinese medicine can effectively inhibit the growth of tumors, enhance resistance, and have certain effects on the treatment of rectal cancer.

On this point, there are very clear instructions in medical books.

For many years, I have two ginseng trees in my hands. One is sold to him by Zhang Mingde, and the other is a 300-year-old mountain ginseng with a dry weight of one or two dollars. It was bought at Pigeon Market for 100 yuan. of.

One tael is [-] grams, so how long such an old ginseng can be used for many years is uncertain.

Western medicine is simple, surgical excision and imported medicine are enough, but imported medicine is expensive, and there is no medicine yet.

For a time, many years of thoughts were flying.

He thought of the imported drug case that Kang Daotong brought to him before, and also thought of the foreigner who sold imported drugs he met in Pigeon Market.

He even remembered following that foreigner before.

If you have a choice, you will naturally prefer to choose a simple and cheap one for many years.

Western medicine is very powerful, but Chinese medicine is more powerful and has a long history.

At the same time, Zhang Mingde, a master who has lived for 100 years, has given him more confidence for many years.

After Lao Xu left the living room, Qin Huairu came out of the kitchen, waved his little hand, and shook it in front of him a few times, but he didn't respond.

"Brother Anian, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Qin Huairu gently pushed him with worry on his face, and it took many years before he came back to his senses.

Seeing her like this, he rubbed his face to make himself more gentle and natural.

"I'm fine, I was just thinking about something."

After a pause, he went on to say:

"Xiao Ru, is dinner ready? I'm hungry."

"Yeah, okay, brother Anian, go wash your hands, you can eat right away."

Qin Huairu was also relieved to see nothing unusual for many years.

As for what she was thinking about for many years, she didn't care much, because she believed that if many years were willing to talk, she would definitely share it with her.

If you don't want to, you will naturally hide it from her. It's useless for her to stalk.

And she is not a stalker, she is a kind and considerate wife, so naturally she will not be bored for many years.

Accommodating him is what she should do most.

After dinner, many years brought Qin Huairu to the basement, pointed to the bag of rice and said:

"Xiao Ru, it's time to make glutinous rice wine for us, let you replenish your body and let our children grow up quickly"

"Brother Anian~"

Looking at the glutinous rice in the sack, Qin Huairu was overwhelmed.

I only ate vegetables, cucumbers and tomatoes two days ago, and today I have glutinous rice, and it seems that it has been soaked for a long time for many years, and it can be steamed in a pot.

After being intimate with Qin Huairu for a while, he held back his anger for many years and whispered something in her ear.

Immediately, she rolled her eyes and gave her a fist. After many years of questioning, Qin Huairu still nodded slightly in response.

Ever since she confirmed that Qin Huairu was pregnant, she has suppressed her anger for many years.

This body is only 22 years old, young and strong, and it exercises every day.

Therefore, under such circumstances, it is really amazing to be able to hold back for so long for many years.

No way, I have been a self-disciplined person for many years, knowing that some things can be done and some things cannot be done.

After living for two lifetimes and still not being able to see through these things, it would be unreasonable.

If you can't control your lower body, you will be in trouble and your upper body will suffer from headaches every day.

Therefore, in order not to give myself a headache, I can only control the lower body for many years.

"By the way, it will take another week to drink these glutinous rice wine. At noon tomorrow, you should kill the old hen at the door and stew it to nourish your body."

"Brother Anian, why don't you wait? Then kill me when I'm in confinement, okay?"

Qin Huairu was very moved in her heart, she knew that she was married to the right person, and she was very grateful for the decision to live in the old Xu's house with the cheek.

However, the old hen is well-raised, so I can't bear to kill it now.

What's more, the family is not without meat.

A little half of the meat that was hunted in the mountains before was still uneaten, and the sausages were only eaten more than ten catties.

"Kill it, wait for your confinement, at least until June or July next year, it's early."

Shaking his head for many years, he insisted on killing those two old hens.

"There are not so many old gangsters at home to feed them, so killing them saves worry and trouble."

At the beginning of November before, the streets were full of Chinese cabbage, and there were many old gangsters.

Xu Xiaoqian, the three little ones, and Xu Wumei all helped pick up a lot of old gangsters and brought them home to feed the chickens.

But now it is the end of November, and it will be December soon.

The old gang is almost exhausted, and if it is not good enough, it will be done.

The two old hens are still very picky, and the old gangsters who are too dry are still unwilling to eat. They have to soak them in water for two days and boil them to feed them.

The service quality is really high.

Therefore, labor and capital are no longer served, and cutting them off can save a lot of trouble.

Seeing how persistent he was, Qin Huairu had no choice but to nod.

It's just that while being moved in my heart, I feel somewhat regretful that two old hens can still lay a lot of eggs.

One night, after many years of busy making glutinous rice wine, in the basement, I was sweating profusely.

In order to reward him, Qin Huairu learned a lot from him and made great progress.

By the time the young couple lay down on the kang again, it was already past ten o'clock at night.

The slightly excited two hugged each other affectionately and whispered.

"Brother Anian, you almost hurt me just now, oops, my mouth"

After being coquettish for a while, amidst many years of coaxing, she stroked her belly again and said worriedly:
"Brother A Nian, you said it's been more than three months now, why is there still no change in my stomach?"

"That's because you're fat, so you don't notice it."

"I hate it, where is he getting fat? I just know nonsense."

"Weigh it yourself and see if it's fat or not?"

"Well, brother Anian~"

The corners of Qin Huairu's eyes were drawn instantly, and Xiao Nizi became emotional.

After all, it took many years to put out the fire for her. After all, she is not suitable for filling in the blanks.

The two then chatted about other things, and the more they chatted, the happier they became, because the two hearts got closer.

"Brother Anian, what were you talking about with Dad in the living room just now? Do you have something to hide from me?"

Maybe because he felt happy for many years, Qin Huairu couldn't help asking.

As soon as she asked, she regretted it herself.

For many years, my heart sank, but on the surface, I briefly told her about the matter with a smile, but concealed the fact that Old Xu might have rectal cancer.

Qin Huairu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and responded with a smile.

"It's late at night, go to sleep."

"Yeah, good night, Brother A Nian!"

This voice is really sweet and greasy.

Holding Qin Huairu's delicate body in his arms, he has closed his eyes for many years and is ready to sleep.

I was a little irritable in my heart.

The good day had already waved to him, and he quickly greeted him, getting ready.

Even, during the recent period, he has also practiced himself and implemented the principle of 'cautious words and deeds'.

However, life always likes to joke so much, no one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

It is agreed to cherish the present, but only when something happens, do you know how to cherish it.

Alas, I hope he misdiagnosed it.

Speechless all night, the sun rose as usual, and the pace of life never stopped.

After many years of exercising, I returned home, took a hot bath, ate breakfast, and went to work with my lunch box.

In the morning, after the two-hour meeting ended, many years asked Ji Chungeng for a vacation, and then left the unit with a big stick.

He visited many hospitals such as Xiehe Hospital, Tongren Hospital, and the First Military Doctor.

Interestingly, he met a familiar stranger in Xiehe Hospital.

"Comrade, it's you. I didn't dare to recognize you just now. Thank you so much last time."

Duan Wenjun stopped him for many years, and thanked him again.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Hey, I want to come. Do you remember what happened on the National Day last time? Don't be so polite. It was my elder brother who called someone at that time. I didn't notice it at the first time. I didn't help much. You thanked me last time Now, don't be so polite."

The other party was the female owner who was robbed of money by thieves after the military parade on National Day.

For many years, I thought that there was no intersection, but I didn't expect to meet in the hospital.

"That can't be done. The money is for my father's medical treatment. If it is really lost, I don't know what to do."

Shaking his head and saying something, Duan Wenjun didn't continue to struggle with this matter, but smiled and said:
"By the way, this is a hospital. What are you doing here?"

"Hi, I've recently become obsessed with studying medicine, and I just recently learned about a subject that I'm more interested in, so I want to inquire about experts in this field and ask for advice in person."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to study medicine. What university are you from?"

Before waiting for many years to respond, Duan Wenjun himself suddenly laughed:

"I'm sorry, you probably forgot. My name is Duan Wenjun. I'm a lecturer at Capital University. Comrade, what do you call me?"

Looking at each other in amazement for many years, it has been so long since he came to this world, this is the first time he saw a living teacher of Capital University.

Teacher Tan, the next-door neighbor I met before, is only from the Normal University, and this person is not good.

As for that Zhang Linsheng, although he is an associate professor at Capital University, he is a scumbag, let alone talk about it.

After introducing himself, the two had a brief exchange, and Duan Wenjun was surprised when he heard him mention rectal cancer:

"Are you working on this subject?"

"Ah, I think this is relatively complicated. I can't understand many places, so I came here to ask the doctor for advice."

Although he didn't know why the other party was so surprised, he continued for many years:

"After all, Xiehe Hospital is the most powerful hospital in our capital, and even in the whole country. There are many great doctors here, so I came here."

The most powerful hospital is right, but the most powerful doctor is not here, but in the Health Bureau.

However, Xiehe Hospital, military doctors, etc. should be the hospitals with the most doctors in the health bureau.

The handful of people with the best medical skills in the country all gathered in the Health Bureau.

Not everyone can enter this place.

Duan Wenjun nodded, his expression was a little sad:
"You are right. Union Medical College Hospital is indeed the best hospital in the country, and the doctors are also the best."

"Then you work hard, and I won't bother you."

Seeing this, I haven't talked to the other party for many years.

However, watching the other party walk into a ward, after many years, it was a bit unexpected.

If I remember correctly, that ward should be the ward for rectal cancer, because a doctor he consulted just mentioned it.

In the current Xiehe Hospital, seven or eight cases of rectal cancer have been diagnosed, but because of imported drugs, they are all delayed.

Among them, the doctor mentioned a patient who was Professor Duan of Capital University.

When chatting with Duan Wenjun, I also heard her mention that her father was sick and needed money for medical treatment.

That should be the professor Duan that the doctor said.

However, since he is a professor, and he is also a professor at Capital University, he should not be short of money.

In the 50s, the salary of professors was not low.

The highest is the first-level professor, which is equivalent to sub-provincial treatment. There are four grades of salary, 318 yuan, 327 yuan, 336 yuan, and 345 yuan.The difference between each grade is 9 yuan.

Second-level professors are equivalent to bureau-level treatment, with salary standards of 265 yuan, 272.5 yuan, 280 yuan, and 287.5 yuan, with a difference of 7.5 yuan for each level.

The third-level professors are equivalent to the treatment at the deputy bureau level. The salary standard is 222.5 yuan, 229 yuan, 235 yuan, 241.5 yuan, and the difference between each grade is 6.5 yuan.

A fourth-level professor is equivalent to the treatment of the director-level, that is, the treatment of Dean Shen Boshen.

The salary standard is 191 yuan, 196 yuan, 201.5 yuan, 207 yuan, and the difference between each grade is more than 5 yuan.

An associate professor is equivalent to the salary of a department-level cadre from the deputy department level to the department level. Zhang Linsheng is at this level, and there are several grades, ranging from 133 yuan to 177 yuan.

Lecturers are equivalent to the treatment of cadres at the department level and deputy department level. Duan Wenjun is at this level, and the salary should be in different grades from 82.5 to 149.5.

Therefore, Professor Duan and his daughter are definitely not short of money. As long as it is early and mid-stage rectal cancer, it is easy to cure the disease.

After all, ginseng, which has the title of "King of Herbs", has a price ranging from tens of yuan to 100 yuan for ginseng that has been around for hundreds of years.

For Professor Duan's father and daughter's family, the burden is not too great.

What's more, in addition to salary, professors also have remuneration income.

After all, for intellectuals in this era, publishing books is definitely the most profitable extra income.

Don’t you see that’s what Zhou Shuren did?
Lu Xun changed many universities at the beginning. When he was teaching at Zhongda University in the south, although he only served for three or four months, his monthly salary was 500 yuan.

That was 500 yuan in 240. At that time, Lu Xun’s younger brother Zhou Zuoren was a professor at Beijing University with a monthly salary of [-] yuan.

During the same period, the average monthly income of workers in Beijing was around ten yuan, so Lu Xun's income was more than ten times or even dozens of times that of ordinary people.

In addition, Lu Xun's monthly manuscript fee at that time also reached 350 yuan.

In 600, Lu Xun's monthly income will be RMB [-] million.

However, none of this has much to do with many years.

He knew that Professor Duan chose Western medicine for treatment, but now he is cooperating with Chinese medicine treatment, waiting for the imported medicine to arrive, and then performing a resection operation.

It is not yet determined whether Lao Xu has rectal cancer, so there is no rush to learn about it for many years.

Besides, even if we know what treatment method Professor Duan chose, what's the use?
The situation of each patient is different, and the physical condition varies from person to person. Medication and treatment methods also need to be targeted.

After coming out of Xiehe Hospital, for many years, he was ready to find a way to bring Lao Xu to the hospital and ask the doctor to help him check it.

At the same time, I have to ask how much the medical certificate of the rolling mill can be reimbursed.

If it is a minor illness, it takes many years to be too lazy to take care of it.

But rectal cancer is a serious illness, and there are three brothers and two daughters in Lao Xu's family, so we have to discuss it anyway?

At that time, it will be inevitable to have to jump around.

Apart from other things, the current harmony of the old Xu family must collapse instantly.

The boss and the second family will definitely have their own calculations. For example, if your third family earns so much money, your third family will have to pay more.

They will even turn over the old accounts. In the past, the third child was educated until he was in junior high school, so the third child is now so prosperous and so on.

So many years have to be figured out because these things are bound to happen.

Don't expect to have a good time then.

Ugh!
Sorrow!

Back home at noon, I had a quick lunch for many years, and then returned to the unit with the lunch box.

After putting down the lunch box, he went straight to Ji Chungeng's office.

"Director, I have to ask you for another leave. This is the situation."

(End of this chapter)