early morning.

The breeze blew through the leaves and rustled. The warm sun fell on Wu Mian's face and reflected a red khaki windbreaker.

It was early summer, but he was wearing a windbreaker, a pair of black lambskin gloves, and a pair of sunglasses that were somewhat out of place.

The head of the medical department of Bajing Township Hospital was bent down, looking a little humble.

He was unwilling to have a conflict with the successor who "airborne" around him. He had already seen through the world and just wanted to retire smoothly. For him, it was better to have a grandson early than to be the dean.

But the cold and cold person in front of me was only Section Chief Duan talking along the way, but the young man didn't say a word.

Silence makes sunglasses more meaningful, and even have some different pressures.

Section Chief Duan complained in his heart that those who have some skills in going abroad these days will be better than those who come back? Especially doctors. They have high incomes and are not very busy at work. They are really incomparable to domestic.

It seems that the boy from the Wu family has been going abroad for gold plating or aluminum alloy. After returning, he has not been able to stand firm in the imperial capital, so he can only return to his hometown, a remote village like his hometown to put on big cloves of garlic.

However, the boy from the Wu family has nothing to do with Section Chief Duan, and he has no idea of ​​fighting with this young returnee... It is said that he is still a doctor or a professor. When he thinks of the one behind Wu Mian, he is even more careful.

"Xiao Wu, if you turn a corner before, we will see our hospital's emergency department and inpatient department." Section Chief Duan introduced.

Wu Mian nodded.

"When I was a child, your mother brought you on duty and couldn't play with the boy in my family. I want to say..."

"I was 7 years old that year. Section Chief Duan, you bought two Hailar ice tiles. One of the lower right corners of the packaging was a bit broken. You blocked it with your hands and gave it to your son." Wu Mian said calmly.

Section Chief Duan staggered slightly.

I can only remember one thing 22 years ago, and it’s all a good memory. After all... Old Wu’s current position is finally a little old love to be able to have interactions with the people of the Wu family.

But how did Wu Mian remember so clearly?!

For a moment, Section Chief Duan felt a little chill on his back. He immediately stabilized his emotions and changed the topic.

"On the time, there are not many patients in our hospital. They are all fellow villagers, so they come with some anti-inflammatory drugs. Didn't this be introduced in the city two years ago? The university town is right next to it. Sometimes students will see a minor trauma, so the hospital is more lively. It is said that it is a second-level hospital, but in fact we are not qualified at all. Many second-level operations cannot be performed."

"I don't blame me for not being ambitious. There is a county hospital ten miles away. The city's hospital is not far away. The Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University is even closer than the city hospital. Those who have some money either go to the county hospital or go to the city or the province for medical treatment. No one comes here."

Wu Mian nodded and said, "Just be not busy."

The sound is clean and transparent, like the rising sun shining from the shade of trees, but it is a little cold, not like the present, but the rising sun in winter, and the coldness is indelible.

He heard something wrong in Section Chief Duan's words. He had a good memory and had various strange looks from others. He had been used to it for so many years.

On that day 22 years ago, Friday, the wind, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and the milky smell of ice bricks appeared directly in Wu Mian's mind without recalling it.

When Wu Mian thought of this, she felt a little painful, very mild.

There are no imperial capital in the countryside hospitals, and there are so many people in the Demon City Hospital. The morning is quiet and the birds are singing in the forest, and they look like the quiet years are.

The two were walking on the Linyin Road, and Section Chief Duan introduced Wu Mian the "glorious" history and existing structure of Bajing Township Hospital to Wu Mian in a row.

"We just saw that the outpatient clinic was on the way, but it has not been opened yet. This is the former family building. I don't know if you still remember it. The family members of our hospital are all living there. Now we are all moving, renting out here, it's messy. Below is the laboratory department and the pathology department. Look, the outside of the house with the sign of the security department is the security department, and the inside is the Chinese medicine acupuncture department."

Wu Mian felt emotion when listening to Section Chief Duan’s introduction. In my memory, Bajingzi Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was like this 22 years ago. I didn’t expect that these many days passed and there was no change at all.

The laboratory department is under the residential building, and the acupuncture department and the security department are together. This combination is rare now.

The red brick wall in my memory has been polished for many years and has become much dimmer. The green vines on it are thicker and lush, with vitality and dancing gently towards the rising sun.

"The new building is under construction, and it is said that we will move in a year." Section Chief Duan continued, "I said I gave us a new building a few years ago, but it was stolen by the county hospital. Looking at other people's buildings, it is impossible to say that I am not jealous. I have no hope in my life. I just hope to have my own office before retirement, drink tea every day and read the newspapers to be content."

"There are now offices, but the bathroom is opposite the door, and the tea smells like drinking tea."

As he was talking, a noise suddenly came from the direction of the emergency department.

"Secretary Duan, I'm busy here early in the morning and it doesn't look very leisurely." Wu Mian frowned slightly, and her eyelashes blinked slightly under her black sunglasses.

Section Chief Duan smiled and said, "Xiao Wu, just call me Uncle Duan like before. We are not as formal as your big hospital. I am the chief of the department, but in fact I don't even count as the department level. The medical department, science and education department, and the medical record room are all together. I have only 4 people in total, and there is also one who has been accustomed to the sick all year round."

He said, glanced at Wu Mian from the corner of his eyes, and there was something in his words. It was just that the deep meaning of it, and he didn't expect a young boy less than 30 to understand it.

"Why is it so messy?" Wu Mian did not answer Section Chief Duan's words, his ears moved slightly, then frowned and asked softly.

There were a wave of messy sounds coming from the emergency department, and the quiet wind in the early morning seemed to become restless.

When Section Chief Duan saw Wu Mian's serious expression, he was happy and said with a smile, "Don't think so much. If there is really a large emergency rescue, it is rarely sent to our hospital. The technical force is here, and it is difficult to survive if you come. It is better to go to the city hospital, which is probably half an hour's drive away. If it is urgent, the county hospital will be better than ours."

Wu Mian nodded, her eyebrows stretched out and responded.

As he said that, he turned around the corner and Wu Mian stopped.

In front of the emergency department, a middle-aged man in his 40s and unshaven beard was wearing a white suit, with a pair of calves covered with black body hair exposed outside, looking very unserious. He was holding a peach wood sword in his hand and muttered with words: "The only way is the only one in the three realms. His body has golden light, which reflects my body."

Wu Mian was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Section Chief Duan.

Although Section Chief Duan has no desires, he still wants the most basic face. No matter what, this place is a hospital! It is not a Taoist temple on Lao Yushan!!

It is always bad to wear white clothes and perform "show" folk customs in the morning. His old face turned slightly red, and Section Chief Duan really had no eyes to look at it.

I wanted to explain something, but I felt so chaotic when I spoke.

"The Taoist 'Golden Light Mantra' is quite professional and a talent." Wu Mian didn't care. Her eyelashes were stirred up after her sunglasses, her eyes opened, and she looked at the crowd in the distance and the "folk master" with great interest.

Although this is not blame or contempt, it makes Section Chief Duan feel more uncomfortable than a few righteous words of scolding.

Bajing Township Hospital said it was a second-level hospital, but Section Chief Duan knew very well what his own hospital could do and what he could not do.

Appendicitis is a must-have project, and it is also the main project of surgery. Gallbladder removal is the biggest surgery in the township hospital, and only Director Lao Wang can do it. Although the surgery is weak, the internal medicine is still OK. Colds and fevers, infusions are much better than in the local clinic, right? No matter what, it is a serious hospital.

Can folk customs be considered a talent? Section Chief Duan’s impression of Wu Mian was a little bit bad. This kid was so sinister that he didn’t even have a dirty word, but he made himself extremely heartwarming.

If I had turned a blind eye to the past, Section Chief Duan, who is not folk customs, would not bother to care about it, so I would have passed. But in front of Wu Mian, Section Chief Duan's face was really unpredictable.

He was mainly afraid that Wu Mian would say something when he went home, so Xiao Wu didn't care, but once Lao Wu felt that it was inappropriate, he might have to eat.

Section Chief Duan coughed, frowned and walked a few steps, scolding, "Wei Dabao, what are you doing?"

In white clothes and holding a peach wood sword, Dr. Wei was chanting with concentration. The peach wood sword in his hand made a flower, and he didn't notice Section Chief Duan or didn't care about him at all.

The wooden sword in my hand was full of wind. If it weren't for the pair of furry calves and dirty white clothes, I would have changed into Taoist robe, which would have been a bit of a fairy-like and a sensual sensation.

"Wei Dabao!" Section Chief Duan raised his voice, and his words were already filled with a little anger.

"Take the child dirty things, don't make trouble!"

A woman in her thirties beside her roared angrily before she could take a sting.

“…”

Section Chief Duan had no momentum and was completely timid. The old ladies in the village could not be provoked. When they really encountered a fierce person, they could not even go back to their homes.

"Get out! Don't disturb Master Wei." Another man glared at Section Chief Duan and said fiercely.

The sound is not loud, not because he gives Section Chief Duan a face, but even more likely because he is worried that he will disturb Master Wei's approach.

Section Chief Duan was not angry, but sighed in his heart. It seemed that this was a villager who came to find Wei Dabao. He knew the things in the middle. If Wu Mian had not followed, Section Chief Duan would just pretend that he hadn't seen it.

Township hospitals are different from urban hospitals, and even H County hospitals are different. They must not be treated with a normal perspective.

Medical disputes are generally only found in the city.

Small hospitals like Bajing Township Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital cannot pay much for breaking bones. Usually, people who see patients are the villagers. Everyone knows what they can and cannot see.

But this is also a benefit. Don’t worry about medical disputes. The work in the medical department is basically nothing, just by just having to die. As for the quality of medical care and safe operation, Section Chief Duan feels that it has nothing to do with him, and that doesn’t matter.

If you are willing to engage in folk customs, you can do folk customs. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten.

But today is different from the past, Xiao Wu is following you. If you go back and talk to Lao Wu, the Chinese Medicine Hospital is engaged in feudal superstition... I am afraid that Dean Zhou will not be able to bear the blame.

Section Chief Duan was a little embarrassed when facing Dr. Wei who was doing "folk customs" activities, and his face looked so ugly.

The doctor really didn't act like this!

"This person, there is the next word "Thunder God Hidden Singer" inside. Your gesture of cooperation is a bit inaccurate. Your wrist should be upward, and the arc drawn by the tip of the sword will be round." Just as Chief Duan was in a dilemma, Wu Mian's voice came from his ears.

Section Chief Duan almost spurted out an old blood.
Chapter completed!