Rebirth of the Doctor Lu famous

The winter snow is melting, and the spring is getting stronger.The banyan tree of the party school began to sprout new buds, which meant that the new semester officially began.

Zheng Chile, Pan Xiaohai, and Pan Shengnan are "freshmen" of the same class. According to the practice of the party school, in the second semester, the military will transfer some people to conduct a one-month intensive training for the newcomers of the party school.

Although this special training is supervised by the military, it is not simply walking forward and playing military punches. It is a camp selected by the military to conduct closed special training for all "new students".

Pan Xiaohai's father is from the military, so the news is naturally very well-informed: "I heard that this year's training camp was formulated by the higher-ups, not only the military personnel were sent across, but also the 'student political commissar' composed of students from the previous class The cross-land faction, that is, we may not be led by Guan Jingze and the others."

Zheng Chile didn't intend to turn the training camp into a two-person camping, and he was not disappointed after hearing Pan Xiaohai's words: "Even if he came to take care of it, it is impossible to control it so loosely. What does it matter if you change people?"

Pan Xiaohai said: "You are so generous, don't be afraid..." He leaned closer to Zheng Chile and whispered in Zheng Chile's ear, "Don't be afraid that he will bring in freshmen from other party schools and change his mind!"

Zheng Chi laughed, raised his hand and knocked on Pan Xiaohai's forehead, then shook his head again and again, looking very emotional.

Pan Xiaohai said, "What's your expression?"

Zheng Chile said: "It's nothing, I just find it strange-this brain is quite hard, why did you suddenly become stupid?"

Pan Xiaohai: "..."

Guan Jingze only got the news a little later than Pan Xiaohai.

He stared blankly at the black and white writing.

The military is responsible for the main management of the party school's training camp, but the temporary "political commissar" is composed of senior students sent by the party school itself. The deployment of daily training, the investigation of personal thoughts, and the handling of emergencies are all handled by the "student political commissar". "Responsible.In order to spend more time with Zheng Chile, Guan Jingze naturally submitted an application to join this "political commissar" immediately.

Unexpectedly, the position of the "political commissar" did fall on his head, but the place may have to be changed.

Guan Jingze asked, "Why did you suddenly change the plan?"

Chang Guotao said: "This time the higher authorities are doing this to bridge the gap between the party schools in various places and to draw in the relationship between the various places. However, this is the first time that it has been implemented in this way, and many aspects are still far from perfect. It may be very troublesome at that time. You You have to be careful. And the higher-ups don’t know what they’re thinking, so they’ve given you a hot potato.”

Guan Jingze's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Where?"

Chang Guotao said, "The capital."

This is really the worst result. The Capital Party School is the place with the highest gold content, and relatively speaking, the degree of difficulty has skyrocketed.

Guan Jingze didn't care, he didn't go back to the capital many times in the past two years, but it didn't mean he didn't have any friends in the capital.He has been away from the capital for so long, it's time to go back and contact him.

You must know that no matter how deep the friendship is, it must be maintained by your own business. If he continues to disappear from the capital circle, it will definitely be broken.

After talking with Chang Guotao for a while, Guan Jingze found Zheng Chile immediately.

Both sides already knew about the changes in this training camp, and it was just a little regretful to say it. They both quickly accepted this irreversible fact.

On the contrary, contact has become a big problem. Neither party may be able to obtain the authority to communicate with the outside world, which means that they have to separate completely for a month.

Fortunately, none of them are affectionate people.

As soon as they parted, the two of them discussed packing their luggage together—in fact, they didn’t need to pack much. Of course, there were not many things to bring to the training camp. At most, they could only prepare some daily necessities.

Because Guan Jingze had to arrive earlier, Zheng Chile left three days earlier.

Zheng Chile ran back to the clinic to tidy up his medicine box, and prepared to take it to someone for help in case of emergency.

When it was time to set off, Pan Xiaohai squatted beside him with a dejected look on his face: "I can't find out who the instructors and political commissars are."

Zheng Chile patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "If you have found out everything, there will be no novelty. How exciting it is now."

Pan Shengnan also said: "There's nothing to worry about, it doesn't matter who comes."

Pan Xiaohai sighed: "You don't understand my pursuit, but I want to become an intelligence expert."

Zheng Chile and Pan Shengnan met each other's eyes, and quite unanimously dropped Pan Xiaohai and jumped onto the military liberation truck.

This military vehicle was painted green, and the paint was peeled off in some places, which looked very "historical".

There are two rows of relatively comfortable seats in the front of the car, but it's a pity that they can't belong to them.

Their position is the open rear compartment at the back. They eat dust when they should eat dust along the way, and blow wind when they should blow. They must let you start hard from the beginning.

Fortunately, there are no people who can go to college these years, especially those who are admitted to the party school. Of course, they will not show weakness in front of people sent by other military regions. Pan Xiaohai, Pan Shengnan, and Zheng Chile were arranged in the center.

In fact, Zheng Chile and Pan Xiaohai didn't need special care, but the kindness of others was appreciated, and if they refused, they would be a little clueless.

So they all accepted the kindness frankly.

When he saw the vast camp surrounded by dense forests, Zheng Chile's spirits lifted, and his whole body entered a state of excitement.

He had a hunch that this training camp was a very tough exercise.

As if to confirm his premonition, they were taken to the inspection office for inspection one by one as soon as they got off the car, and all the items that did not meet the requirements were detained.

Zheng Chile took the initiative to hand over the medicine box he brought, and confessed obediently: "My name is Zheng Chile, and I have obtained the medical qualification certificate two years ago. This is the medicine box I brought. If there is an emergency, I hope you can allow me to come and pick it up."

At this time, there happened to be a person in the uniform of the political commissar nearby, who noticed Zheng Chile's actions and came over.

The facial features of this "political commissar" are very tough, and even wearing the clothes of a "civilian official" reveals a compelling heroism, and he looks like a person from a good background.But he didn't know if it was Zheng Chile's illusion, he always felt that this person exuded an unfriendly aura.

Zheng Chile said hello obediently: "Hello."

The "political commissar" nodded, and took over the power of inspection: "Open it for me to see."

Although Zheng Chile didn't really like having people mess with his medicine box, but thinking that this was a training camp, he had no choice but to follow his advice.

The "political commissar" slowly asked about the uses of the contents one by one, and picked up a batch of proprietary medicines and said, "These medicines have not been approved and cannot be kept. We will dispose of them."

Zheng Chile said: "I didn't think carefully, but they are still useful to me. Can I put them aside? I promise not to use them in the camp."

The "political commissar" said: "It is already the limit to keep the medicine box. We don't have any extra space to help you keep these unknown medicines."

The "political commissar" used a business-like tone. Zheng Chile always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't point it out. He could only watch the other party dispose of the batch of medicine as garbage.

The medicine box was barely saved, but Zheng Chile was not troubled by other things, and passed the inspection quickly.

But he soon discovered that things were not that simple.

Other people's scrutiny has already passed during the process of the medicine cabinet being inspected.

The accommodation arrangement plan for this training camp is "new and old mixed living", that is, to put them, the newcomers, in the barracks of the veterans.

When Zheng Chile arrived at the place where the barracks were allocated, the dormitories had already been assigned to each room in order, and the last one was the worst one.

Zheng Chile received Pan Xiaohai's helpless gaze, but he was not too entangled. "Past life" he followed Ji Chun to the north and south of the river, and he stayed in no matter how dirty or bad the environment was, sometimes the medical skills of the master and apprentice were not recognized, and in some places with poor folk customs, they even moved a cowshed for them to live temporarily .

After all, this is a military camp. Can the worst barracks be worse than a cowpen and pig shed?Certainly not.

Zheng Chile quickly ran to the barracks and found his place.The location of this barracks is indeed not very good. There is a kitchen at the back, and the oil fume is smoked in from time to time. Unloading, cooking, and washing will make all kinds of noises. It will be difficult for light sleepers to sleep well.

What's more terrible is that there is a large toilet just a short distance ahead. If the wind blows there, the smell will not be so good!

Usually those who are assigned to this kind of barracks are either useless people who are always bullied, or they are angry with the thorns above.

The land is unfavorable and people are at odds, Zheng Chile has already seen his hardships in the next month.

It's a pity that what he is most afraid of is difficulties.

Zheng Chile opened the door and walked in, and saw several people sitting or lying on the Datong bunk. They all had one thing in common: they all had a somewhat hideous appearance.

After hearing someone enter the door, they turned their heads and stared at the other side of the door, with a bit of fierceness and impatience in their eyes.

Xiang Youxinsheng's words may not be accurate, but a person's expression, eyes, and first reaction when encountering new things can definitely reflect the person's nature relatively accurately!

Although Zheng Chile was stared at by them, he still stood up straight: "My name is Zheng Chile, you can call me Lele, I hope we can get along well in the next month."

A soldier closest to the door jumped off the bed and smiled: "Of course, my name is Teng Bing. Look at my name, I was born to be a soldier!" He said as he walked up to Zheng Chile and held out his hand, "Come and shake hand."

Zheng Chile saw disdain and disgust from his eyes, but still took his palm.

Teng Bing deliberately exerted the greatest strength.

Zheng Chile had been prepared for a long time, even though his palm was in severe pain, he didn't show it, but followed Teng Bing's strength.

He was a good fighter at first, but later on he really restrained himself a lot, but not fighting doesn't mean not exercising, and this kind of difficulty is not enough in his eyes—not to mention that he is still a medical student, and he knows best how to subdue people completely. Let the opponent no longer have room to resist.

Zheng Chile smiled and strengthened his hands bit by bit.

At first, Teng Bing still had the energy to fight against Zheng Chile, but after a while, cold sweat soon appeared on his forehead.

He was shocked when he met Zheng Chile's dark eyes that were smiling but cold.

Oops!It seems that this time it was kicked to the iron plate!

Aren't the guys from the party school all weak?

How could this guy have such strong hands at such a young age!

Teng Bing couldn't bear it anymore, but he refused to admit defeat. There were still so many eyes watching him. If he lost to such a little kid, would he still be the boss?

No matter what you have to hold on!

Zheng Chile didn't expect Teng Bing to be so tolerant, he thought for a while, retracted his hand slightly, and pulled his hand back.

He boasted as usual: "Brother Teng, you are really strong."

The others didn't know what happened, but they all felt that Teng Bing had given the "newcomer" another blow.They exchanged a look, and said to Zheng Chile: "You are a newcomer, you should do more things, go and wash those two buckets of dirty clothes and dirty socks."

Zheng Chile followed his instructions and saw two large buckets of clothes exuding a peculiar smell.It can be messy and messy in the barracks, Zheng Chile finally understands what kind of barracks he has set up.

He glanced at everyone, pointed to a tall and strong guy nearby and said, "I guess you haven't had a tuba for two weeks."

The others stared at Zheng Chile in surprise.

The tall and strong guy became angry with embarrassment and cursed: "What nonsense?"

Zheng Chile smiled, raised his hand and slapped it under his nose playfully: "Although you are far away, I guess your breath must be very smelly, and everyone standing around you must have smelled it."

The others obviously realized that what Zheng Chile said was right, and they all looked at the tall and strong guy.

Zheng Chile also looked at him with folded arms, and said slowly: "From your complexion and other signs, you have a syndrome of dryness of the large intestine. I guess you should be addicted to alcohol or spicy food. Over time, you will feel dryness and heat in your stomach. It will be difficult, and you may even see red and blood." His tone was relaxed, but the words he said were hard to make people feel happy, "Constipation is not a serious disease, and it is not good to procrastinate. If it continues like this, anal fissures and hemorrhoids are waiting. you."

Seeing that the tall and strong soldier's face turned red and green, it was obvious that he had been hit, and Teng Bing realized that this was not just an iron plate, but also an extremely hard iron plate.

He said under the suspicious eyes of others: "Then do you have a cure?"

Zheng Chile waited for this sentence, he smiled slightly: "Of course."