Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng
Chapter 341 Little people don't deserve to be sad!
Chapter 341 Little people don't deserve to be sad!
"Look at the drizzle, floating lightly in front of the window. Listen to the drizzle, gently hitting the eaves. The drizzle, quietly came to the world, the drizzle is so poetic, and the drizzle is so cute, I am very nostalgic. A small wish, hidden In my heart, may the light rain wash away the dust and smoke. A small wish, hidden in my heart, may the light rain wash away all worries..."
The army green jeep stopped at the foot of the mountain not far from Shatoujiao.
Coming out of the detention center, Zhou De had already driven his silver-white jeep back to the law firm.
Today I came to visit Nie Chen's parents. In addition to Nie Chen's reasons, Zhou De also wanted to take care of the people related to the case clients during the holiday, such as prison doctors and prison guards.
In Zhang Jingying's jeep, there was no one in the front row, the windows were closed tightly, and Teresa Teng's "A Little Wish" was playing on the car stereo.
In the beautiful melody of the music, the slap rhythm makes the jeep with a high enough cantilever vibrate up and down.
Zhang Jingying had a white gardenia flower between her ears. She lay on the back seat of the jeep with her left hand propped on the window, enduring the violent impact behind her.
As the movements became more and more violent, Zhang Jingying stretched out her right hand behind her and was held tightly by Nie Chen. She shouted, "Brother Chen, kiss me like you kiss Amei."
Nie Chen's big hand held the chin of Zhang Jingying's small face, turned her over to one side, and then kissed her thin and not so plump lips.
In the rhythm of the ups and downs, Nie Chen was able to relieve the depression and pain when he came out of the detention center.
Even with Zhou De and Chen Jimmy taking care of everything, so that the life of parents in the detention center will not be too uncomfortable, the psychological damage is still going on.
This is the second time Nie Chen has fallen out of love with Zhang Jingying since last Saturday in the darkroom of the apartment.
But this time it was more passionate and selfless than the first time.
"My parents heard that I didn't accompany Brother Chen to visit my uncle and aunt, and they were both angry."
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we returned to the courtyard of Tongzilou.
Chen Chunmei, who was sitting at the stone table in the mango forest next to the parking lot, waiting for Nie Chen to come back, held Nie Chen's arm when he got off the car.
She sighed depressingly, "If I didn't have to count the number of people in the parking lot of the stands, and wait for a few laggards to come back to the outpatient clinic together, how could I not accompany Brother Chen to visit my uncles and aunts?"
"Who is left behind?" Nie Chen felt Chen Chunmei's gentle towering arms, and the two walked towards the cafeteria with easy steps.
After struggling all afternoon, I was really hungry.
"Tang Yongqin, Hong Xueling, and Peng Linquan from Hong Kong Island Medical College, they don't know what to do! They only recognize you, brother Chen, in everything, and the words of other people are not good in front of them. Even Wei Ting from the military hospital went to greet them and come back by car. , I think we are meddling in our own business."
Chen Chunmei came from one place angrily, and said cracklingly.
Chen Chunmei didn't have to go to Baihua Road TV University to attend class tonight.
In 1990, there was no holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival in public institutions and public institutions.
For TV University courses, you can arrange vacations at will.
Teacher Weng, who taught finance and economics yesterday, has already informed the social youths who came to take classes that there will be no classes for the Dragon Boat Festival today.
These days, from Chen Chunmei's report to Nie Chen, Mr. Weng's lectures are in the content theme and core idea.
Nie Chen has been able to judge that Teacher Weng, who has a very profound knowledge in finance and economics, is a staunch patriot, and his starting point is the Chinese nation.
In fact, in the 90s and [-]s, scholars and researchers who started from themselves and from the Chinese nation found it difficult to move forward.
After all, what this generation has popularized in social sciences is a social science education that downplays all ethnic colors.
A scholar who utters such a voice will definitely be greatly boycotted in his circle.
After dinner, Nie Chen and Chen Chunmei walked back to Aihua Community from Tongzilou.
"It's really a windstorm. A few months ago, I thought I would live in this squatter until I got married. Now that I'm not married, this squatter has become an open space."
At about eight o'clock the sky was full of stars.
The cumulonimbus clouds that accumulate in the sky during the day do not know where to blow at night.
In the cool breeze, there was a burst of smell of debris and garbage in the shack area that had been knocked down not long ago.
"Two days ago you said that under the grand narrative of the grand law of history, everything we do is something that can't even be called a wave. Why, the huts were knocked down, so in line with your era of grand narrative of the grand law of history Background, are you sad again?" Nie Chen teased Chen Chunmei with a smile.
"I thought so, but when I saw it, I was still very emotional. We are not strong enough, I hope we can go into history... we can become heroes in history, and then my sad spring and autumn will be recorded as Big things, not just going with the wind." Chen Chunmei leaned on Nie Chen's shoulder, without hesitation in her tone.
Standing calmly five meters away from Nie Chen, Zhang Jingying, who was quietly waiting for Nie Chen, narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard what Chen Chunmei said, with a slightly shocked look on her face.
Seven o'clock the next morning.
Energetic and refreshed, Nie Chen started the first round of ward rounds in the morning with Chen Chunmei, Zhang Jingying, and Wu Xiuju after breakfast.
And in the ward, Yang Gangli had recovered her clear and pleasant laughter, like a lark's.
Yesterday, the family who accompanied Yang Gangli was replaced by her mother.
Obviously, after Yang Gangli's mother came to Shencheng to accompany her, Yang Gangli, who was originally depressed, stabilized her unstable mental state.
"Let me tell you softly, the stars in the sky are waiting..."
Then Nie Chen performed the surgery on Yang Gangli, checked the recovery status, and determined that the most dangerous 24-hour postoperative time had passed safely.
Yang Gangli, who was lying on her back on a liftable hospital bed, hummed the song "Let Me Tell You Softly".
"Last night, sister Jingying came to the ward to chat with me. She has a few songs that are very suitable for me. She wants to help me produce them and then contact the distribution channel. I like this song so much."
After Yang Gangli hummed a few lines of melody, her originally clear eyes were suddenly filled with tears. She looked at Zhang Jingying behind Nie Chen with a clean smile.
"You don't have to thank me. If it wasn't for Dr. Nie's strong recommendation, I wouldn't have thought of asking you to audition these few good songs." Zhang Jingying shrugged and said in a business-like tone.
Today, at the nurse's station, only Yang Gangli was left as a patient, and Zhang Jicheng also helped to live temporarily on the fifth floor of the Tongzilou compound.
As for the design drawings of the laboratory on Hongling Road, after Nie Chen returned to the apartment last night, he had already rushed out of work.
Nie Chen has all the relevant drawings in his mind for this kind of laboratory design drawings that only need to be installed.
Now that there is no professional drawing software, Nie Chen has to draw the design drawings in his mind stroke by stroke on the scale diagram of the architectural drawings, which slows down the progress.
"Today's ward round here in the Tongzilou compound is led by Professor Yang Haikun and Li Dayong, and then the two of them will lead the team to perform group suturing exercises in the No. [-] operating room."
Nie Chen still has not arranged any tasks for the interns of the Hong Kong Island School of Medicine today.
Have the three of them watch the paired stitching group and take notes.
Professor Yang Haikun had no objection to Nie Chen's arrangement.
It's just that Tang Yongqin, Hong Xueling, and Peng Linquan began to have some complaints.
"Students of the Hong Kong Island Medical School cannot realize that they are equal to other medical students in terms of technical status and knowledge. Then next Monday, I may let them leave the Aihua Clinic and not accept them to come to the clinic. Regular training practice."
In private, Nie Chen talked to Yang Haikun and Li Dayong about his views on the students of the Hong Kong Island Medical School.
"I can understand their growing environment, which leads them to have such an inexplicable sense of superiority. But here, no matter where you are from, whether you are poor or rich, it is a place purely based on technology. If you want to classify different regions, I don't welcome this kind of doctor."
Professor Yang Haikun deeply agrees: "I support Ah Chen's opinion, and I will also remind a few of them. If they still can't restrain themselves, then I have no opinion on where to go back and forth."
(End of this chapter)
"Look at the drizzle, floating lightly in front of the window. Listen to the drizzle, gently hitting the eaves. The drizzle, quietly came to the world, the drizzle is so poetic, and the drizzle is so cute, I am very nostalgic. A small wish, hidden In my heart, may the light rain wash away the dust and smoke. A small wish, hidden in my heart, may the light rain wash away all worries..."
The army green jeep stopped at the foot of the mountain not far from Shatoujiao.
Coming out of the detention center, Zhou De had already driven his silver-white jeep back to the law firm.
Today I came to visit Nie Chen's parents. In addition to Nie Chen's reasons, Zhou De also wanted to take care of the people related to the case clients during the holiday, such as prison doctors and prison guards.
In Zhang Jingying's jeep, there was no one in the front row, the windows were closed tightly, and Teresa Teng's "A Little Wish" was playing on the car stereo.
In the beautiful melody of the music, the slap rhythm makes the jeep with a high enough cantilever vibrate up and down.
Zhang Jingying had a white gardenia flower between her ears. She lay on the back seat of the jeep with her left hand propped on the window, enduring the violent impact behind her.
As the movements became more and more violent, Zhang Jingying stretched out her right hand behind her and was held tightly by Nie Chen. She shouted, "Brother Chen, kiss me like you kiss Amei."
Nie Chen's big hand held the chin of Zhang Jingying's small face, turned her over to one side, and then kissed her thin and not so plump lips.
In the rhythm of the ups and downs, Nie Chen was able to relieve the depression and pain when he came out of the detention center.
Even with Zhou De and Chen Jimmy taking care of everything, so that the life of parents in the detention center will not be too uncomfortable, the psychological damage is still going on.
This is the second time Nie Chen has fallen out of love with Zhang Jingying since last Saturday in the darkroom of the apartment.
But this time it was more passionate and selfless than the first time.
"My parents heard that I didn't accompany Brother Chen to visit my uncle and aunt, and they were both angry."
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when we returned to the courtyard of Tongzilou.
Chen Chunmei, who was sitting at the stone table in the mango forest next to the parking lot, waiting for Nie Chen to come back, held Nie Chen's arm when he got off the car.
She sighed depressingly, "If I didn't have to count the number of people in the parking lot of the stands, and wait for a few laggards to come back to the outpatient clinic together, how could I not accompany Brother Chen to visit my uncles and aunts?"
"Who is left behind?" Nie Chen felt Chen Chunmei's gentle towering arms, and the two walked towards the cafeteria with easy steps.
After struggling all afternoon, I was really hungry.
"Tang Yongqin, Hong Xueling, and Peng Linquan from Hong Kong Island Medical College, they don't know what to do! They only recognize you, brother Chen, in everything, and the words of other people are not good in front of them. Even Wei Ting from the military hospital went to greet them and come back by car. , I think we are meddling in our own business."
Chen Chunmei came from one place angrily, and said cracklingly.
Chen Chunmei didn't have to go to Baihua Road TV University to attend class tonight.
In 1990, there was no holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival in public institutions and public institutions.
For TV University courses, you can arrange vacations at will.
Teacher Weng, who taught finance and economics yesterday, has already informed the social youths who came to take classes that there will be no classes for the Dragon Boat Festival today.
These days, from Chen Chunmei's report to Nie Chen, Mr. Weng's lectures are in the content theme and core idea.
Nie Chen has been able to judge that Teacher Weng, who has a very profound knowledge in finance and economics, is a staunch patriot, and his starting point is the Chinese nation.
In fact, in the 90s and [-]s, scholars and researchers who started from themselves and from the Chinese nation found it difficult to move forward.
After all, what this generation has popularized in social sciences is a social science education that downplays all ethnic colors.
A scholar who utters such a voice will definitely be greatly boycotted in his circle.
After dinner, Nie Chen and Chen Chunmei walked back to Aihua Community from Tongzilou.
"It's really a windstorm. A few months ago, I thought I would live in this squatter until I got married. Now that I'm not married, this squatter has become an open space."
At about eight o'clock the sky was full of stars.
The cumulonimbus clouds that accumulate in the sky during the day do not know where to blow at night.
In the cool breeze, there was a burst of smell of debris and garbage in the shack area that had been knocked down not long ago.
"Two days ago you said that under the grand narrative of the grand law of history, everything we do is something that can't even be called a wave. Why, the huts were knocked down, so in line with your era of grand narrative of the grand law of history Background, are you sad again?" Nie Chen teased Chen Chunmei with a smile.
"I thought so, but when I saw it, I was still very emotional. We are not strong enough, I hope we can go into history... we can become heroes in history, and then my sad spring and autumn will be recorded as Big things, not just going with the wind." Chen Chunmei leaned on Nie Chen's shoulder, without hesitation in her tone.
Standing calmly five meters away from Nie Chen, Zhang Jingying, who was quietly waiting for Nie Chen, narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard what Chen Chunmei said, with a slightly shocked look on her face.
Seven o'clock the next morning.
Energetic and refreshed, Nie Chen started the first round of ward rounds in the morning with Chen Chunmei, Zhang Jingying, and Wu Xiuju after breakfast.
And in the ward, Yang Gangli had recovered her clear and pleasant laughter, like a lark's.
Yesterday, the family who accompanied Yang Gangli was replaced by her mother.
Obviously, after Yang Gangli's mother came to Shencheng to accompany her, Yang Gangli, who was originally depressed, stabilized her unstable mental state.
"Let me tell you softly, the stars in the sky are waiting..."
Then Nie Chen performed the surgery on Yang Gangli, checked the recovery status, and determined that the most dangerous 24-hour postoperative time had passed safely.
Yang Gangli, who was lying on her back on a liftable hospital bed, hummed the song "Let Me Tell You Softly".
"Last night, sister Jingying came to the ward to chat with me. She has a few songs that are very suitable for me. She wants to help me produce them and then contact the distribution channel. I like this song so much."
After Yang Gangli hummed a few lines of melody, her originally clear eyes were suddenly filled with tears. She looked at Zhang Jingying behind Nie Chen with a clean smile.
"You don't have to thank me. If it wasn't for Dr. Nie's strong recommendation, I wouldn't have thought of asking you to audition these few good songs." Zhang Jingying shrugged and said in a business-like tone.
Today, at the nurse's station, only Yang Gangli was left as a patient, and Zhang Jicheng also helped to live temporarily on the fifth floor of the Tongzilou compound.
As for the design drawings of the laboratory on Hongling Road, after Nie Chen returned to the apartment last night, he had already rushed out of work.
Nie Chen has all the relevant drawings in his mind for this kind of laboratory design drawings that only need to be installed.
Now that there is no professional drawing software, Nie Chen has to draw the design drawings in his mind stroke by stroke on the scale diagram of the architectural drawings, which slows down the progress.
"Today's ward round here in the Tongzilou compound is led by Professor Yang Haikun and Li Dayong, and then the two of them will lead the team to perform group suturing exercises in the No. [-] operating room."
Nie Chen still has not arranged any tasks for the interns of the Hong Kong Island School of Medicine today.
Have the three of them watch the paired stitching group and take notes.
Professor Yang Haikun had no objection to Nie Chen's arrangement.
It's just that Tang Yongqin, Hong Xueling, and Peng Linquan began to have some complaints.
"Students of the Hong Kong Island Medical School cannot realize that they are equal to other medical students in terms of technical status and knowledge. Then next Monday, I may let them leave the Aihua Clinic and not accept them to come to the clinic. Regular training practice."
In private, Nie Chen talked to Yang Haikun and Li Dayong about his views on the students of the Hong Kong Island Medical School.
"I can understand their growing environment, which leads them to have such an inexplicable sense of superiority. But here, no matter where you are from, whether you are poor or rich, it is a place purely based on technology. If you want to classify different regions, I don't welcome this kind of doctor."
Professor Yang Haikun deeply agrees: "I support Ah Chen's opinion, and I will also remind a few of them. If they still can't restrain themselves, then I have no opinion on where to go back and forth."
(End of this chapter)
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