Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

"With these documents and procedures, you can be listed in the medical department tomorrow."

Director Yang is no longer entangled with Director Li's problem.

He can promote him, and he can also promote others. In his eyes, whoever is the director is the same.

Director Yang handed Song Qingshan the folder in his hand.

Song Qingshan took it in his hand and looked at it.

It is indeed complete.

The next step is to put it on the market. He plans to take out the prescription of Liuwei Wan first, and make some finished products for sale.

Build some fame.

Stabilize your position in the factory and in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Only in this way can we avoid being affected by the "Down with Barefoot Doctors" movement that will soon start.

"Grandpa..."

Director Yang suddenly called Song Qingshan hesitantly.

"Whose father is sick this time?"

Song Qingshan put away the documents and looked up at Director Yang.

You can see it in his eyes.

And ask for yourself.

"Old man, you have a clever plan, but this time it is not someone's father, but a leader's mother who is sick."

"I want you to go and heal."

"Look..."

Factory Manager Yang rubbed his hands, his expression a little embarrassed.

"Are you in a hurry?" Song Qingshan asked.

"It's an old problem. It seems to be getting worse recently. I'm very anxious."

"Well, I was upset by Director Li today. If I go in the afternoon, it is inevitable that there will be a misdiagnosis."

"Wait for tomorrow."

Song Qingshan's words were just rhetoric, he just wanted to tell Director Yang that he was not responsive to requests.

I want to move myself in the future.

Just be more polite.

"Old man Cheng, I will pick you up in your yard tomorrow morning."

Director Yang nodded.

Then he gave Song Qingshan a brief introduction to the condition of the leader's mother.

Song Qingshan knew it in his heart.

It's not a serious illness, it's just troublesome.

"Old man, if I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first. First, I'll see if Li has cleaned the toilet. If not, I'll notify the security department to enforce it."

"々｀ Well, let's go."

Song Qingshan waved his hand, and Director Yang turned and left.

"God."

"Who is the old man? He told Director Li to clean the toilet in just a few words."

Sitting at the door of the consulting room.

Qin Huairu and nurse Xiaotian have been lying there peeping.

Director Yang left.

Only then did nurse Xiaotian dare to make a sound, and she looked at Song Qingshan in shock.

My little head is full of question marks.

Just now she was still worried about the old man, Director Li would bully others.

result.

In a blink of an eye, I went to clean the toilet.

"Xiaotian, what kind of official is the director, so there is no need to make such a fuss just to find a toilet."

Qin Huairu only knew that Director Li was the leader of the factory.

A little bigger than his own old man.

Hearing Director Li's words just now, she really had no good intentions, she was so scared to death.

I was worried that my old man would definitely do something irreparable when he got angry.

Fortunately, Director Yang came.

in her eyes.

Director Yang was flattering his old man, and just asked Director Li to clean the toilet.

rather than direct resignation.

It's already a small punishment.

"That's Director Li. Although he is said to be the third in command in the factory, the deputy factory director will retire after a year, and he basically doesn't care about things now."

"So Director Li is basically the second in command."

"Now because of the old man's words, I went to clean the toilet. I lost face in the factory. I think I won't even be able to secure the position of director in the future."

"Mrs. Song, your old man is not a high-ranking official who visits in secret."

Nurse Oda wanted to break her head.

I really can't think of (good money) through.

"My old man is a god, much better than a high official."

Listening to other people praising their old man.

Qin Huairu and You Rongyan.

She swept away the previous haze, and teased with crooked eyebrows.

"The excitement is over."

"How long are you two going to whisper?"

Song Qingshan sat on a chair.

He turned his head and glanced at the two who were talking quietly.

"Old man, we are praising you." Qin Huairu walked over briskly and with a smile on his face.

"It's all caused by you, still laughing." Song Qingshan glared at Qin Huairu angrily.

"what I did wrong."

Qin Huairu pouted, with an aggrieved expression on her face.

"My old man married you, it's a disaster for his family, and he's busy swatting flies every day."

"Go to the street to buy you some rouge another day, and paint your face a little when you go out, so that you won't cause trouble for my old man."

Song Qingshan pretended to be angry and teased the little daughter-in-law.

"No."

Qin Huairu pouted when she heard the words, then walked around behind the old man, and skillfully pinched the old man's shoulders.

"I'm a capable man, so I'm not afraid of these troubles and flies."

"Moreover."

"Your daughter-in-law looks good-looking, and taking it out will also embarrass your elderly parents."

Qin Huairu spoke softly.

Song Qingshan's expression was contented, and the strength of the little daughter-in-law's shoulder pinching became more and more satisfactory.

"Well, well said, I will buy some new clothes for you tomorrow when I go to the street.".

141 Director Li Sweeps the Toilet, Liu Haizhong Frightens the Dung Pit

"Old man, he still buys clothes. At the end of last month, he was allotted a few feet of cloth tickets."

"Let's keep it for the kids."

Hearing that my old man wants to buy new clothes for himself, he still needs to buy some new clothes.

Qin Huairu immediately shook his head and refused.

After the twelfth lunar month.

Distributing tickets and clothing tickets are strictly controlled. Without tickets, no one can take a thread in the supply and marketing cooperative.

Qin Huairu went shopping with her little cousin last time.

She also wanted to buy some underwear that her old man liked.

As a result, I visited several supply and marketing cooperatives.

You can't buy one without a ticket.

My old man hasn't been on the street for a long time, so he may not understand this situation.

last month's expenses.

He was only allocated two feet of cloth for a section chief, and ordinary employees probably didn't even have one foot.

Materials are so precious.

Qin Huairu didn't want to waste it on herself, the baby is probably coming in about a year.

Children grow up fast.

New clothes are needed throughout the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and two feet of cloth every month is already stretched.

You can't let your child be naked every day.

Qin Huairu thought for a long time.

"It's okay, last time I saw a doctor for a leader and gave me a lot of department tickets and clothing tickets."

"Director Yang will take me to see someone else's doctor tomorrow, let's take this time to take a look on the street."

"I'm going to get married soon, how can I buy some new clothes?"

Song Qingshan patted Qin Huairu's little hand.

The system checks for leaks and fills in vacancies.

Especially in terms of material rewards, the more scarce things are on the market, the more rewards they will get.

Recently, a lot of cloth tickets and clothing tickets have been rewarded.

Song Qingshan wanted to sell it on the black market.

"Really, old man." Qin Huairu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and all the worries in his heart were swept away.

A child will be fine by then.

In case it is twins.

Then I guess I have to cut the sheets and make clothes.

"of course it's true."

Seeing no one around, Song Qingshan took out half of the cloth ticket from the system package and handed it to Qin Huairu.