Ultimate Physician

After taking care of Song Qiaoman after going to the toilet and confirming that she had nothing else to do, Huang Jun made a cup of tea and turned his head to think about the old Chinese doctor.

A patch of plaster can actually cure all diseases. It sounds a bit evil, but it really happened.

His ointment is a magic medicine?What is the formula?What exactly is mixed in it?

When Huang Jun came into contact with the Tang family before, he didn't seem to find that the Tang family had such a magic medicine.This made Huang Jun puzzled. An ordinary outpatient clinic is actually better than a family of traditional Chinese medicine. There must be a mystery in it.

If there is a chance, we must go and find out, Huang Jun thought secretly.

Song Qiaoman held the bottle, looked at Huang Jun's eyes rolling, and asked curiously: "Hey, what are you thinking, why do you have the expression of a treacherous fox?"

Huang Jun glanced at her, picked up the teacup, took a sip and said, "You are a girl at my house, and your legs and feet are not flexible. Is it a bit silly for me to look at you? Should I do something?"

"What do you mean?" Song Qiaoman grabbed the syringe nervously, as if pulling out the needle and running away.

"What do you mean? Let's talk, get to know each other, or watch TV for a while. Now I'm lifeless and depressed." Huang Jun replied.

call!Song Qiaoman let out a long breath, and gouged him out: "You gave me a big jump."

"Your thoughts are impure." Huang Jun sarcastically said knowingly.

"It's your ambiguity." Song Qiaoman complained.

Huang Jun waved his hand: "I won't quarrel with you. Let me tell you, elder sister, what strange things you have seen and heard over the years, and I have learned a lot."

"What you have heard?" Song Qiaoman thought about it for a while, and asked, "Have you ever been to Japan, and do you know the special customs and habits of Japan?"

"I don't know, have you been?" Huang Jun shook his head and asked.

Song Qiaoman nodded: "I have not only been to Japan, but also lived in Germany for a long time. How should I put it, the customs in foreign countries are a little different from those in China. Do you know why a*v is so popular in Japan?"

"I don't know, why?" Hearing that she was going to talk about this, Huang Jun became interested and asked impatiently.

"They have reproductive worship, and the national ideology highly respects reproduction. Every year, there are custom programs about reproduction, which are very shocking and difficult to figure out." Song Qiaoman introduced.

Huang Jun glanced at her, gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you ever made that kind of film?"

Song Qiaoman grabbed the apple and threw it at him: "You're so vile."

Huang Jun ducked away, looked at her with a smile and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Song Qiaoman glared at him, and then said: "It's just that it's a little different now, and it's a little filthy. People like you really want to go to Japan and see that kind of scene?"

Huang Jun shook his head: "I don't want to go, I've seen it, I'm already numb."

"Disgusting." Song Qiaoman curled her lips and said contemptuously.

"What did you learn in Japan and Germany, about mechanics?" Huang Jun asked.

Song Qiaoman nodded: "That's right, I learned mechanical design. I feel that our Chinese forging skills are a bit far behind those of foreign countries. I don't know if it's because the technology is not in place or the attitude of doing things. It's too strange."

"Let me give you an example?" Huang Jun humbly asked for advice.

"Okay." Song Qiaoman pondered for a while and said, "Do you know the high-strength bolts on the steel frame?"

Huang Jun nodded: "I know, this has something to do with what you learned?"

"What kind of equipment was used to hold the prison?" Song Qiaoman continued to ask.

Huang Jun thought for a while: "A special kind of electric drill that seems to be able to generate a lot of torque?"

"Do you know a lot?" Song Qiaoman glanced at Huang Jun and asked, "Do you know how much an electric wrench is made in Japan, and how much is it in China?"

"I don't know." Huang Jun shook his head.

"The electric wrench in Japan is about 5000 yuan, and the domestic one is 3000 yuan. The effect is the same, and it can hold the bolt firmly." Song Qiaoman introduced.

"Japanese goods have always been very expensive, so what's there to say? Didn't you just learn this when you were abroad? You came back just to exploit the hard-earned money of the hard-earned people?" Huang Jun asked.

Song Qiaoman gave him a blank look: "What do you know? Do you know the weight of an electric wrench?"

Huang Jun shook his head.

"Okay, let me popularize it for you." Song Qiaoman sat cross-legged and said, "The electric wrench made in Japan weighs about 30 kilograms, while our domestic one weighs more than [-] kilograms. The plum blossom head was twisted off."

"That said, our domestic products are better. Even if they are scrapped, we can earn two more money by selling scrap iron." Huang Jun said.

"It's really worthless." Song Qiaoman gave him a white look: "Do you know the environment in which the electric wrench is used? It's a steel frame, brother. Standing in the air on a steel frame of 20 meters or 40 meters, which tool is better? use?"

"The lighter it is, the easier it is to use." Huang Jun said hastily.

"That's it." Song Qiaoman looked at him proudly: "The electric wrench is a one-handed tool, and it weighs more than 30 kilograms. Most people can't even handle it, let alone use it for homework."

"Since the materials are the same, why not make it simpler and lighter?" Huang Jun asked curiously.

Song Qiaoman rolled his eyes: "You ask me, who should I ask. Our domestic products are like this. They cost the same materials, but they are too big to look directly at. This must explain a problem, our manufacturing industry is not mature. , there is still a long way to go.”

Huang Jun nodded heavily: "That makes sense, then what are your plans as a returnee, how can you improve our domestic forging and manufacturing skills?"

Song Qiaoman shook his head and smiled: "You praise me too much, I don't have that ambition. This matter needs to be considered by the national government. We ordinary people don't worry about that."

"I feel that this is a way to get rich." As a businessman, Huang Jun couldn't help but think of business opportunities.

"The technology is not up to standard, and it's useless to say anything. The country invests a lot of scientific research funds every year, and it's really sad that nothing eye-catching has been released." Song Qiaoman shook his head in disappointment.

Huang Jun glanced at her, picked up his teacup, and thought about it secretly.Why is there a gap?The same is carrying a head on two shoulders, why can't it reach the level of others?

"Have you considered the reason for the gap?" Huang Jun raised his head and asked.

Song Qiaoman nodded: "I've thought about it a bit. First of all, it's the general environment. We lack the state of mind to explore, discover, and pursue perfection. Have you noticed that many people do things impetuously. The other is that there is not enough support."

"It's not something that can be done in a day or two to make a good thing. Food and clothing, social prestige, and evaluation standards are different. Before success and fame, many people will be discouraged and dare not put it into practice."

Huang Jun nodded thoughtfully: "That's the truth. Maybe foreign countries regard people who study hard as elites, but domestic people are regarded as fools. Foreign countries encourage them, but domestic people ignore them. The mood of the researchers is too affected."

"At the end of the day, it's about values, and the worldview is different." Song Qiaoman concluded, looked at Huang Jun and asked, "Are you a believer?"

Huang Jun shook his head: "No, but I am very curious about the universe. What about you, what beliefs do you have?"

Song Qiaoman took out a cross from his collar: "Christian."

Huang Jun looked at her in surprise: "You are unqualified as a believer. Look at your performance in the factory. Does that seem like a person of faith?"

Song Qiaoman glared at him: "I said you are stupid, do you admit it? In a country without faith, you will only be bullied if you have faith. Let me ask you something, have you seen a few beautiful bosses, they are usually What kind of face?"

Huang Jun looked at her and rolled his eyes: "It seems that they all have a straight face, as if someone owes them money."

When he said this, Huang Jun couldn't help but think of Jiang Ning from Angel Daily Chemical and Nie Wenxin from Nie Family.When I saw them for the first time, they seemed to be cold.This is so weird.Their personalities are different, why do they all have the same expressions?

"Have you ever thought about why this happened?" Song Qiaoman asked.

Huang Jun shook his head: "I don't know the real reason, but I can guess one or two. They are women, and they are already in a weak position. If they want to control the employees under them, they can't use good looks."

Song Qiaoman nodded in agreement: "That's actually the reason. This should have something to do with the human society. If there is a complete legal society, without those criss-crossing interpersonal networks, these beautiful bosses can be real Own."

Huang Jun thought for a while, looked at her and guessed: "You still mean those powerful people?"

"Yes." Song Qiaoman nodded: "The energy released by ordinary people is too small. Only those with high energy can pose a threat to those beautiful bosses. In order to avoid being entangled and to show their majesty, they have to wear Mask, disguise yourself."

"After all, it's still the general environment of society." Huang Jun commented helplessly.

Song Qiaoman nodded: "It should be possible to say this. Let's assume that the employees of a company believe that hard work will yield results and opportunities for promotion. Will they still fight each other?"

Huang Jun curled his lips, and said helplessly: "It's a bit precarious in our China, and the atmosphere is not right. The general environment is already like this, no one dares to take risks."

"Let's talk about it again." Song Qiaoman glanced at him and said, "I don't dare to take risks, I stick to the rules and want to have different achievements, is it possible?"

Huang Jun shook his head: "Impossible. It seems that this safe way of living has led to a huge gap in the end."

Song Qiaoman smiled happily: "So, after I come back, I just want to earn some dead wages, and I don't think about anything else."

Huang Jun grinned and shook his head.

"Alas, alas, there is no water, pull out the needle for me." Song Qiaoman shouted.

Hearing this, Huang Jun hurriedly got up and rushed over.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon after Song Qiaoman finished drinking three bottles of water.

Huang Jun didn't drive the patient away either, and cooked four dishes himself.

Tasting Huang Jun's craftsmanship, Song Qiaoman said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to know how to do this. It's not easy, it's delicious."

"Eat more, most people don't have such a good fortune." Huang Jun said without humility.

"Hehe" Song Qiaoman looked at him with a smile: "If you are not engaged, I would like to talk to you. Free cook, you don't need it for nothing."

"Ah?!" Huang Jun looked at her in a daze: "Are you not married yet?"

Song Qiaoman shook his head: "No, my family reminds me every day, and I'm dying of anxiety. But I didn't like the ones, so I can only keep them."

"Haha" Huang Jun grinned: "In my next life, I won't look for anyone, I'll just wait for you with all my heart."

"What would you do if you were a puppy in your next life?" Song Qiaoman asked with great interest.

Huang Jun rolled his eyes, this girl is so boring.

After dinner, Song Qiaoman unceremoniously sat on the sofa with bare feet and watched TV.

Huang Jun glanced at her: "I contacted the factory manager and took you back?"

"I want to meet your girlfriend." Song Qiaoman said.

"I have a photo."

"No, I want to see real people."

"You don't want to stay here?" Huang Jun was a little worried about her sinister intentions.

"Don't be narcissistic. I don't have anyone to talk to when I go back. I'm still a little popular when I stay with you. Why, don't you want to?" Song Qiaoman looked at Huang Jun and asked.

"What about at night?" Huang Jun looked at her worriedly.

"Besides. It seems that there is no need to go back. I will get the medicine tomorrow." Song Qiaoman said thoughtfully.

Huang Jun grinned, a little regretful, is this leading a she-wolf into the house?She is here, how can I make out with Jiaqian, what a big light bulb.

Song Qiaoman didn't regard herself as an outsider at all, she had eaten enough fruit, and asked Huang Jun to bring her tea and water.

Huang Jun's teeth itched in anger, but he considered that she was a sick patient, so he didn't have the same knowledge as her.

Seeing that it was getting dark and Sun Jiaqian was about to leave work, Huang Jun asked: "Sister, my girlfriend might feel uncomfortable seeing you here, are you considering..."

"You want to drive me away?" Song Qiaoman looked at him and nodded: "Okay, no problem, I'll give you a debut question, if you answer correctly, I'll leave immediately."

"Tell me." Huang Jun asked hastily.

"Let me ask you, why do those beautiful female police officers look like Tyrannosaurus Rex?" Song Qiaoman asked.

Huang Jun scratched his head: "Let me think about it."