Siheyuan: Seventeen-year-old He Yuzhu

He Yuzhu followed Sister Zhou to the infirmary. The space inside was neither too big nor too small, about the size of two rooms.

When I entered the house, I saw a table and two chairs.

There is a curtain at the back, behind which you can see a bed.

There is a cabinet in front of the left wall with some potions in it.

Sitting at the table was a man in a white coat who looked to be in his forties.

He was wearing glasses, had a square face, and looked quite serious.

"Doctor Zhang, this is the volunteer who just came to the rescue station to help. His name is He Yuzhu. He said he knows some medical skills, so I brought him here to see if you need any help?" Sister Zhou introduced as soon as she entered the door.

Then, he added: "Zhu Zi, that is, He Yuzhu, is a very good cook. If you don't need him, I will let Zhu Zi help in the kitchen in the future."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he became a little anxious.

It’s not that the kitchen is bad, but I come here mainly to practice my medical skills. What should I do if I stay in the kitchen all the time?

He quickly said, "Sister Zhou, it's okay. When I come over next time, I can go to the kitchen to help first, and then come to the infirmary later."

Sister Zhou said, "That would be too hard for you."

He Yuzhu shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's not hard. I'm happy to help those people."

Doctor Zhang originally thought that He Yuzhu looked quite young, so he thought that his medical skills might not be very good, but he should be able to help.

But Sister Zhou also said that He Yuzhu’s cooking skills are very good, and he also heard some of the noise outside just now.

I think it would be better to let He Yuzhu go to the kitchen.

But after hearing what He Yuzhu said, Dr. Zhang felt that this young man was really good.

Good heart and willing to work.

So he said, "Brother He Yuzhu, are you studying medicine?"

He Yuzhu said: "No."

Doctor Zhang was a little surprised, but then he felt it made sense. Studying medicine requires a lot of effort and time.

If He Yuzhu studied medicine, how could he have such good cooking skills?

He was a little curious, "Then who did you learn your medical skills from?"

He Yuzhu replied, "I learned it from a traveling doctor when I was a child, and I have been reading medical books over the years."

"Also, Doctor Zhang, just call me Zhuzi."

Doctor Zhang nodded. There was nothing wrong with this answer.

In the past, there were indeed some traveling doctors who traveled all over the country.

"Well... Zhuzi, there are still many differences between the book and reality."

"I'm not saying that I don't need anyone, nor am I saying that I don't think highly of you, but since you have such great cooking skills, you can play a better role in the kitchen."

"If you come to my place, you can only do some basic, simple work. Although the work is not difficult, it is still very tiring to do it for a long time. Do you want to think about it again?"

Doctor Zhang advised sincerely.

Although He Yuzhu said that he had learned from wandering doctors and read medical books.

However, the medical skills of itinerant doctors vary greatly.

In addition, reading medical books can only provide some theoretical knowledge, and whether you can use it well is also a question.

Instead of letting He Yuzhu waste his time here, it would be better to let him do something he is better at.

Sister Zhou also said, "Yes, Zhuzi, Doctor Zhang is right."

"I approve of your idea, but there's really no need to make yourself so hard."

"Since your cooking skills are so good and everyone likes your meals, you can come over and help in the kitchen when you have time."

He Yuzhu said firmly: "Sister Zhou, Doctor Zhang, you don't need to persuade me, I still stick to my idea."

"I think I can do it."

Seeing that He Yuzhu was so persistent, Sister Zhou stopped talking and just thought that Zhuzi was such a good person.

Such young people are rare.

"Okay, you should pay more attention to the pillar too. Don't work too hard. Your body is also important."

Doctor Zhang also said: "Okay, Zhuzi, since you said so, I will not persuade you anymore. Just come and help. If you feel uncomfortable one day, you can leave at any time."

He Yuzhu nodded.

Sister Zhou said to Doctor Zhang, "Okay, Doctor Zhang, I'll leave the pillar to you. I'm leaving now."

Doctor Zhang replied, "Don't worry, Sister Zhou. I will take good care of Zhu."

After Sister Zhou left, Dr. Zhang had a chat with He Yuzhu.

The specific content was that Dr. Zhang asked some questions about medical skills to get a preliminary understanding of He Yuzhu, which could be regarded as a small test.

He Yuzhu naturally answered the questions fluently. His medical skills had reached level three and he was proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine.

When faced with questions, there will naturally be no problem.

Doctor Zhang nodded and said, "Zhu Zi, I didn't expect that you have such rich theoretical knowledge. It far exceeded my expectations."

"It's such a pity. If you studied medicine, you would have become a good doctor in the future."

He added: "However, as I said before, there is still a big difference between theory and practice."

"The manifestation of each disease in reality will not be exactly the same as that recorded in medical books, so doctors need to make their own judgments. Moreover, for the same disease, different medicines are used in different situations, so this also requires specific analysis of the specific situation."

"You must pay attention to this point in the future and analyze it more."

He Yuzhu nodded repeatedly.

Doctor Zhang looks serious, but he seems to be a nice person.

He Yuzhu understood what he said.

As we were chatting, it was getting dark. At this time, except for those on duty, all the staff at the rescue station were about to go off work.

During this period, no patients came to the infirmary.

Doctor Zhang glanced at the time and said, "Okay, Zhuzi, that's it for today. You can go back now."

"I'll tell you the details when a patient comes later."

He Yuzhu nodded, "Okay, Doctor Zhang, I'll go back first."

It’s getting late, and it will probably be dark by the time we get home.

Although I have eaten, I still have to cook for the rain.

Just as I stood up and was about to leave, three people entered the infirmary.

Two of them were staff members of the rescue station, and they walked in, supporting a man.

The man looked pale and thin, and his exact age could not be determined. His hair was a mess and he was wearing very simple clothes.

There is a very obvious wound on the right calf, half the size of a palm. The wound is a little black, and there are obvious ulcers in some places.