Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 1 Rebirth 1990
Young, slender and strong fingers twisted the FM of the radio.

Hey, a radio signal pulsing sounded.

"Zizi, dear listeners, it's 1990:[-] p.m. on May [-]th, [-]. You are welcome to listen to the Voice of Shenzhen on FM [-]."

The radio with a sizzling pulsing signal began to play the voice of the deep city on the medicine cabinet in the clinic.

The clinic smells faintly of Lysol.

Nineteen May 1990, [-].

'I was reborn on May 1990th, [-]. '

Nie Chen looked around the clinic, and the memories of the clinic that had been dusty in his memory appeared in front of him one by one.

Nie Chen scraped lightly over the consultation table with his fingers, and his fingers were covered with dust.

Before rebirth, Nie Chen had already reached the peak of his career at Shencheng People's Hospital, and was already a senior department director.

At that time, he was standing in front of the operating table preparing for a tendon suture operation, and he leaned in front of the lens of the microscope to take a look. Suddenly, the microscope sucked Nie Chen in like a black hole with no bottom to bottom.

After waking up, he appeared in this clinic that Nie Chen personally signed to repay the debt in May 1990.

At first.

The reason why in 1990, this clinic shop located in the middle of Aihua Road, only more than 100 meters away from Shennan Avenue, was resold and mortgaged, and it was mortgaged at a price that was one-third cheaper than the market price.

Because the parents went to sea to do business, it exploded.

At the beginning of 1990, I found a channel to smuggle home appliances from Hong Kong Island. My father Nie Guoli borrowed 50 yuan without hesitation, plus his own 10 yuan. The couple closed the clinic and hired a fishing boat to go to Hong Kong Island to smuggle goods. .

The fishing boats smuggled back from Hong Kong Island have not yet arrived, and all the people on the boat were arrested.

pat.

Nie Chen removed the abacus on the photo from the medicine cabinet.

Under the abacus.

I saw a young woman with wavy shawl hair, a goose-shaped face, a warm smile, slightly raised eyebrows, and a somewhat charming expression. It was none other than Nie Chen's mother, Fang Yajing.

In the black-and-white photo, next to his mother Fang Yajing, a tall, upright young man in neat work clothes, with a bright smile, is Nie Chen's father, Nie Guoli.

In the big trend of 1990, there were many adventurers who smuggled into the sea with their heads pinned to their waistbands and successfully turned into rich men. If they lost, it would be a big deal for them to feed sharks in the sea.

However, there are not many bare-bones adventurers like Nie Chen's father, Nie Guoli, who gave up all his family property and borrowed money to take such risks with his wife.

"Today's newsletter, the first China Popular Literature Award Ceremony was held in Beijing..."

The announcer is sweet and neutral, and the voice of the times is heard on the radio.

Nie Chen was in the medicine cabinet in the clinic, gently pulled up the sliding door that served as a railing, and walked out of the clinic's pharmacy.

The clinic is divided into four parts, consultation desk, open pharmacy, dispensing desk, behind the dispensing desk is an infusion room with plywood partition.

There are three beds in the infusion room, one for injection, one for infusion, and one for suturing.

Nie Chen’s mother studied as a pharmacist in secondary school, and her father’s university major was respiratory medicine.

Both husband and wife are doctors of Shencheng Chronic Disease Hospital, and the signboard of the clinic is called the second clinic of Shencheng Chronic Disease Hospital.

Behind the infusion room is a home of more than 30 square meters.

A bathroom with all internal organs is located next to the infusion room.

On the left side of the bathroom door, a white screen separates the inside and outside of the clinic.

Behind the screen, in a custom-made small TV cabinet, a [-]-inch Mitsubishi color TV is covered by a khaki flannelette with tassels.

In front of the small TV, there is a small round table that can be folded away. Next to the small round table are three small bamboo stools neatly arranged.

On the round table, on the enamel iron plate printed with the red words of Shencheng Chronic Disease Hospital, there are three enamel iron cups that have been used for some time.

The iron cup on the far left belongs to the left-handed father, the one in the middle belongs to my mother, and the iron cup on the far right belongs to Nie Chen himself.

On the innermost wall, the afternoon sun is making halos of light on the frosted glass of the windows.

Papa papa, suddenly outside the closed door, there was a knock on the door.

"Chenzi, Chenzi!"

A dull and decrepit voice came into the clinic, and Nie Chen, who was about to step onto the attic stairs, stopped.

"Chen Zai, I'm your second uncle, open the door quickly! Ayao saw you coming back. I have something to ask you, so there's no need to hide!"

The exact same scene as in memory actually happened again after Nie Chen was reborn.

At the beginning, Nie Chen received three medical certificates from Huacheng Medical College, and it was the first day he returned to Shencheng.

The person who came to the door was my second uncle who had already led a real estate agency to mortgage the clinic.

After all, the guarantor of the money my father borrowed from the rat club was his second uncle, so it was only natural that he was very nervous.

And the reason why I was in a hurry to come back was because my second uncle sent telegrams to the school several times, urging me to come back and handle the matter.

in the past.

At that time, Nie Chen didn't think that there was anything wrong with taking the clinic left by his father to repay the debt once the thunder exploded according to the agreement he had made with his second uncle.

But after [-], housing prices in Shenzhen took off, and Nie Chen never landed.

He deeply knows the value of this 50-square-meter clinic that was mortgaged for 100 yuan in the future.

Even before the rebirth, he became a world-renowned expert in the field of suture and had many scientific and technological achievements in the field of suture. The value created at that time could not be compared with the more than 100 square meters of pavement in the Aihua market before the rebirth.

Crashing, Nie Chen opened the old-fashioned iron gate outside the clinic.

"Second Uncle, you are really clever, you didn't just ask Ayao to squat outside the clinic for me to come back, did you?"

Nie Chen frantically turned on the faucet and filled half a pot of water. He habitually referred to the briquette stove under the wooden ladder in the attic to boil water, only to suddenly realize that the stove in the clinic had been freezing for a long time.

Kacha, Nie Chen lit the match, lit the kerosene lamp on the round table, and put the small, fist-sized copper kettle on the glass cover of the kerosene lamp to boil water.

The second uncle didn't come alone. When Nie Chen opened the gate, he followed him and the neighbors dispersed, but the only one who entered the clinic was the second uncle.

The second uncle's name is Nie Jisheng, and he is Nie Chen's biological uncle.

After the second uncle entered the clinic, he didn't say a word, ignored Nie Chen's teasing, and smoked the hand-rolled smoke.

"Ali took 50 yuan in the meeting, and I was his guarantor. Without my guarantee, he could only get [-] yuan according to the usual practice."

The second uncle smoked three cigarettes before opening his mouth.

"Chenzi, when A Li asked me for a guarantee, he wrote a note and pressed his fingerprints. Once he can't repay the money, he will use the clinic to pay off the debt."

When the second uncle said this, he took out a plastic bag from his arms, untied the plastic bags layer by layer, and then took out a piece of paper from the Shencheng Chronic Disease Hospital on the innermost layer, on which was written an IOU.

The handwriting on it belonged to his father Nie Guoli, and his red finger print was also pressed on the signed signature.

"Second Uncle, I won't take out the clinic to repay the debt." Under the kerosene lamp, Nie Chen pushed the paper with the handprint of his father Nie Guoli back in front of Second Uncle Nie Jisheng.

Sell ​​clinics?This is an impossible option.

With a click, the cooked cigarette that the second uncle was rolling fell on the small round table.

"If you don't use the clinic to repay the debt, what will you use to pay it back? It's 50, Chen Zi."

What is the concept of 1990 in 50?
If it is converted into the housing price in Shenzhen, it will be about 3000 million in [-].

The second uncle said with tears in his turbid eyes: "These days, I can't sleep all night long. I also want to help Ali and your family. But I really have no choice. If your family plugs this hole, the payment period for this line is only three months. If you can't make it up after three months, your uncle and I will have no choice but to die."

"No." Nie Chen lifted the small copper pot that was already steaming from the kerosene lamp, and boiled the Kung Fu tea set on the small round table, "Second Uncle, I will pay this debt instead of using the clinic to pay it off." .”

(End of this chapter)