Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

With Cao Anping's acupuncture skills and the assistance of the most advanced medical equipment, the operation was very successful.

Apart from being careful not to touch the silver needle during the operation and operating only on a fist-sized area of ​​the affected area, the operation did not seem to be difficult for Dr. Gu.

Even with Cao Anping's mastery of the "Surgical Book", he could not do better than Dr. Gu. This shows that those who can be sent abroad to study in this era are truly talented.

Unlike the international students in later generations, let alone those from fake universities, even those from world-renowned universities are mostly fake.

After the operation, Vice Minister Song needs to stay in a sanatorium for two days for recuperation and observation.

Although the shrapnel compressed the nerves and blood vessels, posing a serious hidden danger, after a successful operation it was actually just a minor injury.

However, Deputy Minister Song still values ​​his life very much. Besides, he had finally applied for the opportunity to have surgery in this sanatorium, so naturally he wanted to stay for a few more days, maybe even catching up with his old leader.

So Dr. Gu, Cao Anping and his team prepared to leave.

After leaving the operating room, Mr. Lin, who had previously objected to Cao Anping's use of acupuncture instead of anesthesia, stopped everyone.

He looked at Cao Anping with sharp eyes and asked eagerly: "Doctor Cao, can you share with me how you did it?"

Cao Anping was speechless. He wondered if he would meet another old guy like Mr. Huang again.

He has no intention of teaching others. Even if he wants to promote traditional Chinese medicine, now is not the time. Besides, he has no such mission. He is just an insignificant person.

So he replied: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, this is a family secret that cannot be passed on to others."

Old Lin was a little disappointed. Since it involved family tradition, he couldn't make any more demands. Instead, the young doctor behind him muttered something about being too selfish, but he stopped after Old Lin glared at him.

He invited me again solemnly: "Doctor Cao, are you willing to come to work in the sanatorium? With your acupuncture skills, you must be able to make great contributions in physical therapy."

Cao Anping was even more unwilling. It was not that he was unwilling to treat his leader, but once he entered the sanatorium, it would be confidential and he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable. This was the life he least wanted to live.

He refused: "I'm afraid that's not possible. I have my own job and the workers need me to treat them."

Old Lin didn't know Cao Anping was a factory doctor, he just continued to advise: "The outside hospital doesn't need a doctor like you, there must be priorities.

I can promise that your salary will triple, and you will be able to communicate with more experienced doctors after you come in, so you can also make progress, right? "

Cao Anping remained unmoved. Not to mention tripling, even ten times wouldn't work. Besides, there was no point in communicating. He just relied on the system to cheat, and no teacher, no one could teach him.

Elder Lin was also a little annoyed. He stared at Cao Anping and said, "What if it's a political mission? No matter which unit you are from, I can transfer people directly."

Cao Anping was a little unhappy. Is this forcing people to come?

He replied firmly: "My political mission is to treat the workers and the masses. I will not come even if you transfer people. What else is the problem?"

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to breathe. They didn't expect something like this to happen.

The conversation between the two was a bit sensitive. In this era, who dares to oppose political tasks?

Cao Anping's response was also very sharp. No one dared to refute that he was treating workers and the people. Who dared to publicly say that the leaders are above the people?

Just when everyone was wondering how to end it, Mr. Lin's serious expression suddenly changed, and he laughed and said:

"Okay, okay, you're a good kid, with a bit of temper, quite like me when I was young.

Don't worry, we won't force anyone to transfer. The confidentiality level here is high, so there's no way that people who come to work here would feel resentful.

However, I am really jealous of your abilities. If I need your help, I hope you can help me, Doctor Cao."

Cao Anping's expression also eased back, and he smiled again and replied:

"Okay, but if the patient can move, please come to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to find me. I don't want to come here. The confidentiality level is too high, and it's too troublesome to come here once."

Elder Lin asked incredulously, "The steel mill is looking for you? Are you the factory doctor?"

Seeing Cao Anping nod with a smile, Elder Lin was so angry that he beat his chest and stamped his feet, muttering to himself: "What a waste of talent and ability.

Hey, you guys should leave quickly. The more I look at you, the angrier I get."

Cao Anping didn't care. Although Mr. Lin had just tried to force him, he didn't do so.

And he even found a way to save face, so he shouldn't be a bad person. He's old enough to be his grandfather, so it's understandable that he scolded him.

As the group left the sanatorium, they all looked at Cao Anping with complicated expressions, but Dr. Gu was the only one who looked at him with admiration.

He is also ambitious, and at his age, he is not very willing to enter a nursing home.