Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 41 Housekeeping Skills Will Never Be Rumored!

"My grandma, this is a poisonous weed from the US emperor!"

Chen Chunmei, who was walking on the green belt of the garden area in the Shatoujiao villa area, had Rong Yan holding this foreign publication that had been specially printed on the cover to cover the cover of the monthly magazine, and she walked proudly beside Nie Chen of.

After all, the more a client respects Nie Chen, the more willing they are to share their secrets and important information. For Chen Chunmei, she has a sense of honor like an honor certification.

But she never expected that this publication should be a foreign medical publication or something like that, so on the green road in the community, she casually opened one of the pages and took a look.

I saw a tall blond Eastern European girl, and the body art photo coloring page with her head posing was full of impact.

Chen Chunmei closed the monthly "Playboy" with a cry of surprise, looked left and right to see if any passers-by had noticed her, and then, nervously, lowered her voice and said the above sentence to Nie Chen who was striding towards the parking lot.

Nie Chen stretched out his hand and took the monthly "Playboy" magazine in Chen Chunmei's hand, which was now a hot potato, into his hand.

He smiled and said to Chen Chunmei: "Comrade Chen Chunmei, this is Miss Lin's secret recipe for running a big restaurant from scratch. You actually said it is a poisonous weed, are you too ignorant?"

"No way, is Ms. Lin engaged in this kind of flesh and blood business? Probably not, I won't be mistaken. A decent person like Ms. Lin shouldn't do such a shameless job."

Nie Chen didn't complain about Chen Chunmei's nonsense, and said to her with a smile: "Miss Lin's business has nothing to do with the flesh and blood in this publication. She asked me to study the contents of this publication. This is an untapped business opportunity."

Chen Chunmei blushed, no matter what Nie Chen said to her, she could no longer listen to her. Her mind was full of the visually impactful chest of the Eastern European female model on the coloring page. What an idiot." When she sat in the van and went back to the Aihua clinic, she stroked the tall braids on her chest with her small hands from time to time, and muttered to herself.

When I returned to Epworth Clinic, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Nie Chen didn't let Zhong Lanlan and Chen Chunmei close the door early.

Even though he had performed two operations in a row today, he had been able to maintain a high degree of concentration for more than four hours, but Nie Chen still felt that he could do another four hours.

Young is different. Nie Chen made a comparison. After [-], he became a god-level player in the industry. However, due to physical reasons, he did not rest for ten days after completing a highly focused operation. It is impossible to slow down in half a month.

"Doctor Nie, here are two pig's trotters." At six o'clock in the afternoon, Song Dongyang, who was riding the happy motorcycle of his colleague from the hospital, took a picture of five yuan on the coffee table in high spirits, and asked Chen Chunmei for two pigs that had finished stitching. hoof.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Song. Dr. Nie has performed two surgeries today, so I don't have time to practice pig's trotters." Zhong Lanlan, who was sitting next to the tea table, was working on the information of the patients who came to consult and confirm the surgery today, and had already made an appointment. Song Dongyang's appointment schedule, casually perfunctory and enthusiastic.

"Ah?" The elated Song Dongyang's face suddenly collapsed, "Is it gone today? No, it's still early, Dr. Nie, why don't we start now, let's practice pig's trotter suturing!"

Today, he and his colleagues in the department took another 100 yuan to come to the Aihua Clinic to get two pig's trotters that [Dr. Lancet] Nie Chen practiced suturing, and went back to study the new suturing method for everyone.

If he can't get the pig's trotters, he will lose 95 yuan!
Chen Chunmei had packed up her feelings of being shocked by the "Playboy" monthly magazine, and with her hips on her hips, she angrily scolded Song Dongyang, who was kicking his nose and face: "Cut, you don't even look at what time it is, Dr. Nie doesn't have the time to care about it." You, we are closing now!"

"That's right, even if you have time now, it's impossible for Dr. Nie to suture a pig's trotter for you to study after two operations." Zhong Lanlan also raised her small chin, expressing contempt for Song Dongyang.

"That's right, Dr. Song, we are going to close for get off work. There may be too many patients in the Aihua Clinic during this period, and I may not have time to practice pig's trotter suturing. Dr. Song, you have to be mentally prepared." Nie Chen smiled. Said to Song Dongyang confidently.

Song Dongyang asked Nie Chen with a mournful face: "Doctor Nie, you said that I will come to our Aihua clinic to help you part-time. I can be the first assistant and the second assistant. There is no salary during the internship stage. What do you think?"

After Song Dongyang finished speaking, he swallowed, looking nervously at Nie Chen who was sitting on the short sofa and writing about today's illness.

In fact, when he came here today, it was one thing to spend five yuan on the pig's trotters that Nie Chen sewed up for practice to earn extra money.

And what he really wanted to do was to propose to Nie Chen that he wanted to come to Aihua Clinic as a part-time job.

"Old Song, do you think it is possible for my small outpatient clinic to let you come over to learn technology part-time? After you master my money-making skills, then you can pat your ass and go to a big hospital to dominate? Or start your own business?" Open a small outpatient clinic and become my peer competitor? Do you think I would accept your request for a part-time job if I had a normal IQ?"

Nie Chen spoke with a smile in a teasing tone, causing Song Dongyang to silently put away the five yuan he slapped on the coffee table.

"Housekeeping skills have always been passed on to sons and not to daughters, to sons to sons but not to sons of concubine! Chenzi, you have to stick to the bottom line of tradition!"

At dinner time, Chen Chunmei's father, who learned that a doctor from the People's Hospital had come to steal his teacher, sat down on his bamboo chair with a limped leg, and taught Nie Chen his experience.

Old Chen pointed at Chen Chunmei who was busy with her mother in the kitchen of the dormitory: "Uncle Chen can see that you are interested in Amei, and Amei also has a crush on you, and Uncle Chen also approves of you being together. But as a man, Uncle Chen wants to tell you an important life experience."

"Uncle Chen, tell me."

"The most secret technique of a man's housekeeping skills, only you know it! For example, the most important cooking skill of my stuffed tofu, Amei's mother and Amei's elder brother have been with me for so many years, and they are not in my hands. I learned this kind of kung fu in middle school, because I didn't tell them! You should also remember this, Amei is eccentric, has ideas, and is ambitious. If she has the same skills as you, you will not be able to be a husband and wife. "

"What does this...have to do with other doctors wanting to learn my medical skills?"

"When you make up your mind that even your wife and son won't teach you your housekeeping skills...will you pass this technology on to your peers for no reason, and let them steal your job?"

Although Chen Chunmei's father is small in stature, his voice is very loud.

He spoke with confidence in front of his family.

"Ah Chen, what my dad told you is right." Brother Chen Chunmei, who usually doesn't say much, carried a bottle of burning knives under his bed. He looked at Nie Chen firmly.

After dinner, Nie Chen handed the key to Chen Chunmei.

As in the past, I went to Xiang Wenhao's printer warehouse to print the letter.

The person he is going to send the letter to today is Zhang Jicheng, the firefighting hero of Shencheng who was featured in the newspaper two years ago.

Nie Chen, who has successfully completed two operations, thinks that he should spend part of his time doing what he wants to do.

For example, Zhang Jicheng, a firefighting hero who once appeared in the good people and good deeds newspaper, was given free of charge to repair the burned part of his face.

A hero should not walk around the world with a burned face.

(End of this chapter)