The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Besides, Master Ding Qiunan was still watching.

That's right, since Sister Wang walked into the consultation room, Ding Qiunan put down the medical book and kept an eye on the situation here.

Although this sister-in-law Wang had given birth to two babies, her figure was still top-notch. Ding Qiunan felt threatened.

My sister-in-law said that young men like mature women, will Brother Donglai? . .

. . .

Li Donglai issued a prescription and took out the injection from the medicine cabinet.

When she returned to the consultation room, Mrs. Wang had already drawn the curtain and took the initiative to lie on the hospital bed inside.

"Come on!" Sister-in-law Wang lay on the hospital bed, pulled down her pants, and leaked her entire buttocks.

Whoops, a little dazzling.

Li Donglai didn't have any evil thoughts in his heart, he inserted the syringe into Bai Huahua's skin.

Then gently pushed, the liquid medicine entered Sister Wang's body bit by bit.

Li Donglai didn't take out the syringe until he pushed it all the way and there was no liquid medicine left in the needle.

"Okay, put on your pants,"

"Okay?" Sister-in-law Wang turned her head in disbelief, "It doesn't hurt at all, Dr. Li, your craftsmanship is much better than Liu Fang."

She put on the red pants and tied a red cloth belt, "I'll get another injection, and I'll find you again."

Li Donglai shook his head, "It is Nurse Liu Fang's duty to give injections, and I am a doctor."

Sister-in-law Wang pouted, "I just like your craftsmanship, and I want you to give me an injection."

As she said that, she came over and said, "Dr. Li, I heard that you are not married yet..."

Li Donglai turned his head and walked away. If this goes on like this, it's time for this old sister-in-law to do something.

Sister-in-law Wang wanted to run on Li Donglai again with slander, but seeing that Li Donglai didn't answer the call, Dr. Ding's face became cold next to him.

She was afraid that Dr. Ding would complain to the women's director, so she could only embarrassedly left.

Li Donglai took the syringe and walked to the preparation room next door, carefully cleaning the needle with alcohol.

There are no disposable needles in this era, and a needle is often transferred from one butt to the other.

If it is not completely disinfected, it is likely to cause mass infection.

Fortunately, those foreign diseases have not yet spread.

After all the needles were cleaned, it was already noon. Li Donglai washed his hands and found that the lunch box was missing.

Could it be that which patient gave me a smooth ride?

Aluminum lunch boxes are issued in the factory, not sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives.

Just when he was in shock, Ding Qiunan walked in with two lunch boxes.

"You worked hard this morning, the master invited you to dinner."

In the lunch box are white flour steamed buns, white radish vegetables, and cornmeal porridge.

"Thank you master."

After a busy morning, Li Donglai has long been sincere, and he is not polite.

How can an apprentice not take advantage of the master?

After eating, Ding Qiunan rushed to clean the lunch box, flung the water droplets on his hands, and walked to Li Donglai's side.

"Donglai, what are you doing out at noon? Can you bring me one?" Ding Qiunan blushed.

Li Donglai, who had just eaten the chef's hot steamed buns, could not refuse this reasonable request.

What's more, the feeling of riding Ding Qiunan on a bicycle last time was really good.

The two left the rolling mill hospital. Ding Qiunan pushed the bicycle from the car shed and handed it to Li Donglai, "You can't do it on purpose today."

"What on purpose?"

"You know it!"

"Know what!"

"Bastard, I won't tell you!"

During the pulling, Li Donglai got on his bicycle and carried Ding Qiunan out of the rolling mill.

There were people coming and going on the street, and there was a steaming festive atmosphere in the air, like fermented steamed buns, sweet and slightly sour.

Ding Qiunan likes the taste, but she is not happy.

Because, this time, Li Donglai did not find any potholes.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't say it.

After hesitating again and again, Ding Qiunan still leaned his little face on Li Donglai's back.

Hearing the strong and powerful heartbeat, she felt peaceful.

Li Donglai rode his bicycle and found a tailor's shop. The light brown sign on the lintel reads "Xueru Tailor Shop"

The owner of the tailor shop is a fair-skinned woman wearing a light blue cheongsam.

Li Donglai looked at the boss up and down, and he could only describe it with two words.

Oh, she is Chen Xueru.

Then it will be fine.

Li Donglai and Ding Qiunan were both dressed as workers, not like people who needed a cheongsam.

There was a guest at the door, and Chen Xueru greeted her warmly.

Serve tea, pour water.

"You two, please take a look. The cheongsams of the latest styles are hanging on the cloth rack."

Li Donglai smiled and said, "You don't need a cheongsam, do you think this can be done?"

Li Donglai asked Chen Xueru to fetch white paper and pencils, and hand-painted a crooked pattern on the white paper.

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Chapter 40 Xue Ru Tailor Shop

Tailor's shop.

Chen Xueru picked up the manuscript drawn by Li Donglai and looked at the sun, looking up, down, left and right.

It took me a long time, but I didn't see what was drawn on it.

It's not that you can't see it, the main pattern is too much like a half bag.

Cloth bags are more expensive, and generally only postmen riding green bicycles are willing to use them.

There are those fabrics made into clothes for the baby to wear, it is also better than making into cloth bags.

Chen Xueru smiled and looked at Li Donglai, "Comrade, what are you drawing on it?"

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Li Donglai was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "Look, this is the brim of the hat, and then this is..."

Li Donglai pointed to the pattern and introduced it for a long time, but Chen Xueru finally understood.

Isn't that a little hat!

This painter, really. . .It's hard to say.

"It's simple, I'll be able to make it soon."

"Well, after you're done, cut a five-pointed star from red cloth and sew it on it, and embroider the [Little Sapling Growth Class] with red silk thread on the back of the hat." Li Donglai made an additional request.

"Five-pointed star, embroidered characters, um, it's very simple." Chen Xueru nodded.

Hats are simple things, even embroidering characters and sewing five-pointed stars does not take much time.

Li Donglai straightened up and looked at Chen Xueru sincerely, "Comrade Chen, do the math, how much does it cost to sew a hat like this with army green coarse cloth?"

Chen Xueru did a rough calculation on the white paper with a pen.

The size of the hat is not large, and the process is not complicated. The only difficulty is the army green coarse cloth.

There happened to be a roll in the back room.

. . .

Since the public-private partnership, people on the street are more and more inclined to wear plain clothes.

The business of her cheongsam tailor shop is also getting worse and worse.

Forget it, it's still cheaper, don't scare away the guests who come to the door.

Chen Xueru asked with a smile, "I don't know how many hats you want to make. If it's just one, it will cost at least [-] cents. You also know that there is a shortage of fabrics, especially army green fabrics. I asked a friend to buy a roll. ."

A hat costs [-] cents, which is indeed a bit expensive. After all, a student's tea fee is only [-] yuan.

Li Donglai thought about it for a while and smiled, "This is the situation. I will buy ten hats for now, and I will buy more in the future. Can you give me a discount?"

"More?" Chen Xueru's face was full of question marks.

Generally speaking, a family with three or five children is considered too much.

This young man has ten children.

No, he said more.

Chen Xueru subconsciously looked at Ding Qiunan who was standing behind Li Donglai.

This girl can give birth like this?

Ding Qiunan was a little hairy at her strange eyes.

Thinking that Wang Weidong wants to buy ten hats.

Ding Qiunan was so frightened that she quickly took a step back. I couldn't give birth to ten babies. . .