The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Li Donglai's humility made Jiao Donglai nodded in satisfaction.

This rural guy also seems to be an honest person, not everyone can accept a female master who is several years younger than himself.

Li Donglai was willing, but Dr. Ding was reluctant.

She is not because Li Donglai is old, nor because Li Donglai was born in the countryside.But because of Li Donglai's identity as a barefoot doctor.

In Dr. Ding's view, barefoot doctors are an underdeveloped stage of medical care, and the state is helpless in order to provide medical services to the vast number of rural people.

Most of them are some liars who comfort the masses with herbs, acupuncture.

Li Donglai pushed open the door of the internal medicine clinic and saw a young girl sitting at the desk with a cold face.

Dr. Ding is really handsome.

His skin was fair, his neck was as smooth as jade, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders. Although he was covered by a wide white robe, Li Donglai could still visually measure the size.

D.Plath.

He is a good opponent who can attack with the ball and press the defense.

Aside from the frost that can be scraped off his little face, Li Donglai is still very satisfied with this female master.

After all, no young doctor would be willing to be under the pressure of a 50-[-]-year-old doctor.

"Dr. Ding, hello, I'm Li Donglai. Why didn't I see you at the welcome party just now?"

"Welcome? Now that the hospital is so busy, holding a welcome meeting is a complete waste of time, I... hiccup..."

Dr. Ding was a little angry at first, but when Li Donglai appeared, she suddenly felt the light of day.

This young man is so handsome.

Handsome is second, his strong muscles like old trees with roots that cannot be hidden under the coarse cloth shirt, give people a sense of power full of crimson fantasy.

This made the always cold Ding Qiunan a little moved, her face flushed: "Dean Jiao should have told you that I will be your master from now on."

"We are all young people, so it sounds like we're born. My name is Ding Qiunan, you can call me Qiu Nan."

At this time, a little nurse opened the door just to see this scene, and was shocked.

The iceberg beauty Ding Qiunan also had a blushing day?

Seeing Li Donglai again, she pouted.

A handsome man can do whatever he wants?

"Yeah, let's talk first, I forgot to take the temperature of the patient in bed 2."

Chapter 6 This master can lick

Although there is a barefoot doctor system, Li Donglai decided to study hard.

In case the system goes down and faces a patient in urgent need of treatment, it is not blind.

Well, having a beautiful teacher is also a big part of the reason.

Li Donglai spent the whole day under Ding Qiunan's instruction.

Of course, through the opportunity of exchange and learning, Li Donglai also knew the detailed information of Ding Qiunan.

She comes from an intellectual family and is a college graduate.

Such a background, once the wind blows, it is estimated that it will be a big trouble.

People can't change their origins, can they?

However, Li Donglai didn't mind.

There are still several years before the wind blows, and this time is enough for Li Donglai to rise up and have the power to protect his master.

Of course, it is the kind of protection that the apprentice protects the master.

Cough, can't think about it.

Ding Qiunan is also satisfied with Li Donglai. Although this young man is a barefoot doctor and has not received formal training, he is smart and eager to learn. He is a good seedling to study medicine.

After learning about Li Donglai's hard life, she took the initiative to lend him a dollar and a pound of food stamps.

Looking at the glowing tickets in his fair palms, Li Donglai didn't refuse.

"Mr. Ding, I passed the assessment in two days. I went to the logistics office to pay the salary in advance, and I will pay you back."

Ding Qiunan said solemnly: "Take it, who asked me to be your master? Isn't it right for the master to help the apprentice?"

Li Donglai took the ticket and put it in his arms, and suddenly felt a soft meal.

This feeling is not bad.

Since it was the first day of work, Li Donglai was not assigned a patient, so he stood beside Ding Qiunan to study.

The rolling mill hospital is a small hospital, and most of the patients' conditions are not serious.

Several times, Li Donglai wanted to start treating patients and earn some points.

But considering the treatment plan provided by the system, he really couldn't come up with it, so he could only stand by and watch honestly.

Looking at Ding Qiunan, who was busy, Li Donglai thought of a saying in his previous life. If he wants to learn it, he must sleep with the master first.

But it's okay to sleep, let's lick it first.

"Master, drink water."

"Master, let me write the prescription for you."

"Master, do you want me to go to the toilet for you?"

Ding Qiunan: . . . . .

Near the end of get off work, Dean Jiao also came to the internal medicine clinic, he was afraid that the new barefoot doctor would anger the college students.

"Dr. Ding, Comrade Donglai's performance is quite qualified, right?"

"Performed well, but his foundation is too poor, and he needs to learn more from me." Ding Qiunan glanced at Li Donglai who was sorting out the files, bit his lip and whispered.

"Study more, yes, you should let Donglai learn more with you." Dean Jiao smiled strangely, and then his face became straight: "But there are few doctors in our hospital, so we still have to let Comrade Donglai sit in the clinic as soon as possible."

"Let's see, two days later, let Comrade Donglai sit in the clinic, and you can keep an eye on it. If there is something inconsiderate, please raise more points."

Ding Qiunan nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, two days are enough for me to train him to be a qualified doctor."

. . .

When the bell rang, Li Donglai came out of the hospital with his head drooping.

This master looked at Wen Jing, and did not give face at all when training people.

Almost got trained as a dog.

It seems that Kung Fu is still not at home, and I will lick more in the future.

With a dollar in his pocket, Li Donglai felt rich, so he decided to improve the food for Li Xiaomei.

Walking to the Chaoyang Vegetable Market, there are various vegetables in the sheds by the roadside.

Li Donglai turned around, and finally stopped in front of a stall selling eggs, "Master, how do you sell eggs?"

The uncle who sold the eggs was lighting a dry tobacco pouch. He ignored Li Donglai and carefully paddled the fire.

"Forty cents and eighty-one kilograms, young man, how many kilograms do you want?"

"Half a catty."

Uncle Egg didn't use a scale, and picked three large eggs from the pile of eggs: "Three, half a catty, so take them."

Li Donglai took the eggs and put them in the medical box, and took out twenty-four cents.

Uncle Egg didn't count the money, he threw it into the wooden box, and then squatted down and smoked the dry tobacco bag.

Li Donglai bought another half a catty of noodles and a catty of small cabbage, with a few stalks of onion, ginger and garlic. He didn't leave the vegetable market until the dollar was almost spent.

Bright red pork was hanging on the meat rack by the roadside, and I asked about the price. It was seventy-eight cents a pound and a meat ticket.

Li Donglai pursed his lips and couldn't afford it.

In summer, the sun always dies a little later, it is almost six o'clock, and the sunset is still hanging on the roof.

Li Donglai stepped on the pale golden brilliance and returned to the courtyard.

At this time, every household started to cook, and the smell of food filled the air.

The little sister has been in the house all day, so she must be suffocated.

Li Donglai pushed open the door excitedly.

"Little sister, let's eat egg noodles at night."

"Brother, you are back."

Li Xiaomei stood up from the chair. Although she was smiling, Li Donglai noticed something abnormal from the corners of her ruddy eyes.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you?" Li Donglai put the medical kit on the table and walked to Li Xiaomei.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little sleepy reading." Li Xiaomei's eyes flickered, and she turned her head as she spoke.

"Brother, I'm going to cook."

Li Donglai's face was gloomy: "Stop! Extend your arms."

Li Xiaomei covered her arm subconsciously, but facing Li Donglai's gaze, she finally let go of her hand slowly and raised her arm.

Li Donglai pulled her sleeves away, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

On Li Xiaomei's arm, there is a long bloody trail.

Li Donglai grinned in distress: "How come?"

Li Xiaomei still wanted to lie, but was so frightened by Li Donglai that she told the truth.

At noon, Li Xiaomei made a bowl of noodles and porridge and was eating it outside the door, when the wild child of Jia's family ran over and sprinkled a handful of soil into her bowl.

It was cornmeal porridge. The family only had twenty pounds of cornmeal noodles. Li Xiaomei held back her tears and put the bowl on the wild child's head.

The wild child came up to beat her. Li Xiaomei was small and not an opponent. As a result, her arm was scratched by the wild child.

The wild child of Jia's family, isn't that the stalker who stole He Shui Wo Tou?