Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

"Here comes your West Lake vinegar fish."

Ye Yibai looked at this pot of... fish with quite complete skin and flesh expectantly.

The body of the fish was covered with red juice, like thick iodine.

Su Xiufen had already packed meals and returned to the hospital just now. She packed a total of eight meals. There were eight children who were arrested together with Liang Cong.

"Everyone, my son's matter depends on your great help. I, Liang Mingkang, am here to thank you all." After Boss Liang finished speaking, the wine in the glass was suffocated, which showed his sincerity.

A group of doctors were very "moved", and they all responded with boiled water.

After a dinner, the host and guests had a great time, and the only person who was a little disappointed was probably Dr. Ye. Hey, West Lake Vinegar Fish, there is quite a lot of vinegar...

The doctors who had worked hard all day on this side finally filled their stomachs, and the reporters from the New City News on the other side also returned to the newspaper office.

"Teacher Yu, do we need to change the title of the newspaper tomorrow?" The little reporter put down his camera and asked.

Mr. Yu was the reporter who just asked Tang Chuanfang at the entrance of the hospital if the doctor who performed the surgery was from Hua. He had emotional ups and downs along the way. After entering the newspaper office, he sat in his seat for a while, and then stood up abruptly.

"Post, post as usual, but don't take any subjective color, just objectively describe the incident of Young Master Liang's finger being cut off by the trafficker." He said, he got up and walked to the editor-in-chief's office.

After walking two steps, he turned around and asked, "Which one of you has taken a clear photo of the back of Young Master Liang's hand, hurry up and print it out!"

"it is good!"

"Okay!" The two little reporters responded.

Yu Yongnian took two quick steps, went to the next room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A deep male voice came from inside.

Yu Yongnian opened the door, and there was a man in a robe sitting inside, about his early 30s, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"Yong Nian, didn't you go to the hospital? Did you get an interview?"

"He Ting, do you still remember our goal when we first opened the new city office?"

As soon as Yu Yongnian opened his mouth, Chu Heting paused, "Why are you talking about this again? I haven't been afraid of falling in the past few years. Running a newspaper, opening up people's wisdom, and making Xincheng Daily the most influential newspaper in Huaguo. I can’t even listen to it now.”

Chu Heting shook his head. People like himself were really newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers. Only when they really set foot in this industry did they realize how easy it is to run a newspaper, so they retreated and retreated. Up to now, in order to survive, they can only go the wrong way and report things More and more to cater to the taste of the public, the title has become more and more exaggerated.

Sometimes when I dream back in the middle of the night, I think of the grand ambitions of the few people at the beginning, and I just feel like a big dream, which is embarrassing.

Yu Yongnian took two quick steps, walked to Chu Heting's desk, supported the table with both hands, leaned forward slightly, "He Ting, have you heard that broken fingers can be reattached?"

"Ah?" Chu Heting didn't expect Yu Yongnian's topic to change so quickly, and was slightly taken aback.

"I haven't heard of it. I've been thinking along the way. I'm sure I've never heard of it. So will this be the first case in the world? Even if it's not the first in the world, it's okay to be the first in Asia, even if it's not the first. One, it is the second and third! This can also greatly boost the confidence of the Chinese people!"

"We are no worse than any country or nation. Yes, we are behind. Because of our arrogance and closedness, we are behind. But as long as we open our eyes and see the world, we work hard! We learn! We can catch up! This is what we have What we believe is what we want all Chinese people to believe!"

Yu Yongnian spoke very quickly, and even some of the introductory words were inconsistent. Chu Heting couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he could hear the excitement of his friend in front of him.

"Yongnian, don't get excited, speak slowly." Chu Heting picked up the thermos bottle on the ground and poured a glass of water for Yu Yongnian.

Yu Yongnian didn't even think about it, he copied the teacup and poured water over and over again, Chu Heting couldn't stop him, and watched Yu Yongnian pour most of the cup of water.

"You... aren't hot?"

Yu Yongnian ignored Chu Heting's words at all, and just said to himself: "We just got the news from Huaning Hospital that the Young Master Liang's hand was indeed broken, but someone operated to reattach his fingers. , it was performed by a Chinese doctor."

"I heard Dean Tang call this called severed finger replantation. Seven days, just wait another seven days. If those two fingers survive, or even only one survives, this will also shock the international medical community!"

"The world's first amputated finger replantation! This title is enough for the name of Xincheng Daily to be known throughout Huaguo and even the whole world."

Chu Heting was rejoicing that the water in the thermos bottle was good yesterday, when he suddenly heard Yu Yongnian's words, he lost the thermos bottle in his hand, and the doctor fell to the ground with a "bang".

The outer shell of the thermos made of bamboo protects the inner tank very tightly. The inner tank was not broken, but the cap jumped off and the water flowed all over the floor.

"Are you sure it's the first case?" Chu Heting asked hoarsely.

"still unsure as of now……"

"Then you go to confirm it first!" Chu Heting's voice became louder, "If it is confirmed, even if it is not the first case, as long as the technology is really rare."

At this time, Chu Heting finally fully understood Yu Yongnian's mood. He looked at his friend with burning eyes, "Go and follow up with Huaning Hospital in person. If the finger really survives, we Xincheng Daily must get the first-hand information!"

"No problem!" Yu Yongnian said loudly.

The water from the hot water bottle soaked their cloth shoes, but both Chu Heting and Yu Yongnian seemed to be immersed in their own world, unaware that news sensitivity, something unique to journalists, told them that their Hui Hui may have actually gotten a piece of news that could change the fate of the New City Daily.

Several people from Xincheng Daily were overwhelmed by the "replantation of amputated limbs". Coincidentally, Ye Guangyan, who came back from Xiaowen Lane, was also a little out of sorts.

Is the person he saw in Xiaowen Lane really Ye Yibai? If so, how could he become a doctor? If not, are there really two people who look so similar in the world?

No, he had to make sure, so Ye Guangyan, who had just stepped into the house, turned around again and walked towards Huaning Hospital.

"Sir, sir, where are you going?"

"I suddenly remembered that I have something to do in the office, so I don't have to wait for dinner." Ye Guangyan waved a rickshaw and left quickly.

After eating and drinking, Dr. Ye rubbed his stomach. Seeing that Tang Chuanfang and Liang Mingkang were still talking, he turned his head and talked to Shen, and wanted to go to the West Lake.

He had visited the West Lake in his previous life, but it was a holiday at that time, and he saw more people than the lake.

Lou Wai Lou is located at the foot of the lonely mountain of West Lake, and not far from it is a shimmering lake.

Ye Yibai walked eastward, passing by Pinghu Qiuyue and Baidi, the dusk was getting darker, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the lake, dyeing the entire lake red.

In the 30s, there were no elders and aunts dancing to the music by the West Lake, but in the evening of spring, many people came out with chairs and fans to enjoy the shade, and children walked around the willow trees with bare feet.

When the mother who had been busy all day was chatting with others, she still did not forget to tell her children, "Don't run around, there are water ghosts in the water who want to catch people."

Ye Yibai propped his hands on the railing, and sighed softly, it would be great if there was no war.

"Why does Dr. Ye have time to be here to mourn the spring and the autumn?" A familiar voice came from beside my ear.

When Ye Yibai turned his head, a puff of white smoke rushed towards his face, and his brows frowned into a word of Sichuan.

Pei Zebi was a little embarrassed, subconsciously threw the cigarette on the ground, and stomped it out.

After stepping on it, Pei Zebi's expression became even weirder. What is he doing?

Dr. Ye looked at Director Pei's cigarette butts, and turned his head away, intending to do something out of sight, thinking that he couldn't tell a person in the 30s what it means to care for the environment and everyone is responsible.

"Those traffickers won't be released again." Ye Yibai didn't have much confidence in the police in this era.

Pei Zebi naturally heard the meaning of Ye Yibai's words, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, "What do you think of us, the kidnappers and drug dealers have entered our hands and never came out again, um, today's matter, thank you is you."

What happened today was really dangerous. If Ye Yibai hadn't come out suddenly to stop the traffickers headed by Feng Xuemei, Pei Zebi would have to give up his life there.

Pei Zebi discovered that, except for the first time he fished someone out of the Huangpu River, Ye Yibai helped him more than he helped Ye Yibai every time they met. This time, he directly owed him his life. Chief Pei Da was domineering, and he couldn't help feeling short of breath when he saw Ye Yibai.

"You're welcome, it is the duty of every citizen to cooperate with the police."

"Your statement is strange." The two walked while talking.

The building outside the building is not far from Huaning Hospital, and people will subconsciously walk on the road they are familiar with. The two of them walked not far from Huaning Hospital.

The few police cars at the entrance of Huaning Hospital were still there, but because the reporters dispersed, the police officers in black uniforms did not stand at the entrance, which made the passers-by secretly heave a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, it's you. Why do you come to the hospital at such an early night? The doctors are all off work."

Zhang Haocheng came back from a nearby meal, saw Ye Guangyan getting off the rickshaw, and smiled. Isn't this the scholar who was tied up by Bureau Pei at the grocery store last time?

When Ye Guangyan got off the rickshaw, he was stunned when he saw Zhang Haocheng, and his complexion became not so good-looking. But thinking of his own purpose, he restrained his emotions and asked: "I heard that everyone who was injured this time? Was it sent to Huaning Hospital?"

"That's right, they're all inside. Why are you asking about this?" Zhang Haocheng's eyes became vigilant.

Ye Guangyan waved his hand, "Sir, do you know that there is a young doctor who was there in Xiaowen Lane at that time, helping the policeman and Young Master Liang, he is tall, a little taller than me, looks like me A bit like."

Zhang Haocheng narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and he took a serious look at Ye Guangyan, "Young doctor? You mean Doctor Ye?"

"His surname is Ye? What's his name!" Ye Guangyan became excited.

Zhang Haocheng took a sip of water from his enamel cup. What's Dr. Ye's name?Isn't Dr. Ye just Dr. Ye? How does he know what Dr. Ye's name is?

"It still looks like you, don't put gold on your face, Dr. Ye looks much better than you."