The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

"Isn't it the position of Doctor Yuding?"

"Does it make a difference?"

"Oh, also..."

The sedan chairs are carried by everyone, not to mention this is the first time since the establishment of the rolling mill hospital.

Doctors and nurses were generous with praise.

Of course, there are also some old fritters, who keenly noticed the name of the second author.

Heart sigh, this Li Donglai really knows how to be a man.

. . .

Inside the Dean's Office.

Dean Jiao saw the "Chinese Medical Journal" on the table.

Before I could sit down, I couldn't wait to open it.

When his eyes landed on the name of the second author, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The second author, this kid is really willing.

After a long time, I slowly opened the paper.

One word, one word.

line, line.

Not even a punctuation mark was missed.

It took him more than an hour to finish reading the thesis.

The thesis is not complicated, nor does it involve esoteric human body knowledge, but the thinking is very broad.

In particular, the rigorous steps made Dean Jiao amazed.

Some of the trivial considerations made him even think about it.

After closing the paper, Dean Jiao reviewed the whole paper with his eyes closed.

He has a strange feeling that "Intubation Gastric Lavage" seems to have been improved by tens of thousands of instances and then perfected by countless doctors.

Magic.

Magic.

Amazing!

Dean Jiao stroked the rough magazine cover, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "This Li Donglai is really a barefoot doctor who came out of a ravine?"

"Forget it, you are a talent, you are generous, and I can't be stingy."

He shook the phone, and after the call got through, he said to the operator, "Please transfer to the office of the director of the rolling mill."

Ten seconds later, a trivial sound came from the receiver, and then a serious voice: "This is the factory director's office."

"Director Yang, I, Lao Jiao from the hospital, Dr. Li's paper has been published."

"It's published? It's a good thing, I'll ask the comrades in the office to send a copy right away."

"I have seen it, it is wonderful, very wonderful. Dr. Li's paper is very technical, enough to change our current deficiencies in gastric lavage technology, and it will also attract widespread attention in the international medical field."

"Foreign countries are also paying attention? Is it really that important?"

"Yes, it's that important!"

On the other side of the phone, he pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Then let's praise Comrade Li Donglai."

. . .

At noon, the machines that had been noisy all morning stopped, and the workers walked out of the workshop one after another with lunch boxes.

Suddenly, there was an enthusiastic voice in the air.

"Workers, please pay attention, workers, please pay attention. Now we report a very good news. Comrade Li Donglai from our rolling mill hospital has worked tirelessly and worked hard to successfully solve a major medical problem."

"His "Intubation Gastric Lavage" has been published in the most authoritative scientific journal in China. This is a personal victory for Dr. Li, and also a victory for our rolling mill."

"Our rolling mill decided to hold a commendation meeting in the factory conference room in the afternoon to award Comrade Li Donglai the title of advanced individual."

. . .

outstanding person?

According to the regulations of the rolling mill, there are only ten places for advanced individuals in the whole mill every year, which are generally announced at the celebration meeting at the end of the year.

It's only May, and Li Donglai grabbed one first.

So awesome!

The workers holding the lunch boxes stopped one after another, and their eyes were full of envious brilliance.

"Advanced individual? Who is Li Donglai?"

"You don't even know Li Donglai? He's a new Dr. Li from our steel rolling hospital."

"It turned out to be Dr. Li. You know, he gave me fried chicken feet last time. It was very effective. After taking two, my illness was cured."

"Can fried chicken feet heal? Hey, then I'll see Dr. Li next time I see a doctor."

"Oh, you really know how to plant flags."

. . .

Chapter 87 Is this a deadly enemy?

The loudspeaker of the rolling mill is very big and very loud.

Passionate and generous voices instantly spread throughout the factory.

……

Security Section Detention Room.

Silly Zhu just finished pouring the water, put on his pants, heard the sound of the horn, and hurriedly hurried to the window.

The glass of the window was smashed by the naughty child.

I haven't had time to change the new glass, maybe I didn't want to change the new glass at all.

In short, through the gap in the glass, it is enough for a fool to hear the broadcast content clearly.

His mouth opened like a fist, and he was stunned.

He swallowed several spit in succession, as if his throat was dry.

. . .

next to.

Xu Damao squatted in the corner, holding his knees with both hands.

His face was blue and purple, and the thick cotton shirt was torn several times, revealing brown flesh.

She was unkempt and covered with straw, like a little daughter-in-law who had been raped by her family.

No, it should be a young daughter-in-law who has been abused by domestic violence and has not yet been managed by anyone.

The day before yesterday, after Sha Zhu and Xu Damao were arrested in the Security Section, Section Chief Zhou Dao interrogated them.

Of course, neither of the two admitted that they were messing around.

Xu Damao said that he was drunk, and silly Zhu also said that he was drunk.

Section Chief Zhou Dao had no choice but to put the two in the detention room and wait for the instructions from the upper-level leaders.

At that time, Xu Damao made a request that he did not want to be imprisoned with Shazhu.

However, he is now a suspect, not a victim, and has no power at all.

Besides, if they were detained separately, it would be a waste of a security officer to guard them.

In this way, Xu Damao and Shazhu were stuffed into a detention room.

It's fine during the day, there are security officers sitting in the corridor on duty, and the silly column can still be honest.

At night, when the security officer got off work, the lights went out, and the silly pillar showed a hideous face.

he. . .

he. . .

He wakes up frequently at night.

And the toilet is beside Xu Damao.

Xu Damao recalled the unbearable experience of the two nights, and he had the heart to die.

. . .

At this time, Xu Damao was shocked when he saw Sha Zhu's mouth open so wide.

Does this little thief think? ． ． ．

He gurong to the corner, curled up, and threatened: "Silly Zhu, you little thief, what do you want to do? I can tell you that Mr. Liu is sitting at the door now. Believe it or not, he will rush in when I yell. !"

Silly Zhu curled his lips in disdain: "Looking at your bear-like appearance, I really can't stand the toss. Let me tell you, it was said on the radio that Li Donglai from our compound has published some papers and won the advanced individual of our rolling mill!"

"Advanced individual?" Xu Damao's breath suddenly became rapid.

This is his dream name wow.

Thinking about him, Xu Damao once created a record of [-] screenings without accidents, but he also failed to win this title.

It was actually obtained by Li Donglai, a doctor who had just joined the rolling mill. It was incredible.

Xu Damao suppressed the jealousy in his heart, leaned in front of the window, and listened carefully to the crisp and passionate voice, his eyes widened a little.

"Hey, it's really an advanced individual. Now we can be regarded as a character in our compound."

"I heard that my father-in-law has been in bad health recently. Do you want to ask Li Dong to come and take a look at him?"

"This will not only sell well in front of my husband, but also take the opportunity to talk to Xiao'e more."