Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

"Is this bad?!" Liang Mei's eyes widened as she suppressed the ups and downs of her heart. "This is the most powerful method I have ever seen. You can make the golden needle vibrate and emit a buzzing sound by exerting force on your wrist. You are really amazing!"

Li Xiangnan waved his hand and smiled softly, "Director Liang, you are always flattering me!"

Zhou Feng on the side agreed very much and said with emotion: "No wonder the medical community says that those who can really use golden needles are all masters who have never appeared in the world! Your Li family seems to be a medical family. With this level, you can be called a national medical master!"

Li Xiangnan touched his nose guiltily, complaining in his heart, fortunately he was born in the Li family, a medical family, otherwise there would be no way to explain the medical skills he practiced in these two lifetimes!

He put the bag of gold needles away again, and carefully wrapped it around his waist, then stood up and instructed, "Xiao Wu, when you have nothing to do, pat your dad's back more often, with your hands in a bow shape. Fifteen times is a cycle, four to five times a day, don't forget!"

"Brother Nan, I will never forget it, thank you so much!" Wu Mao wiped his tears and nodded quickly when he heard the order.

"Uncle Wu, if you feel good, just do the same as me..."

Li Xiangnan stood by the wall, leaned his back against it, and banged it again and again. "Do this as an exercise to shake out the dirt in your lungs. If you want to cough, cough it out quickly. It's good for you!"

Wu Shulin also nodded quickly.

"Okay, you guys go ahead and do your work. I have to go. I just came back from the countryside and I still have a lot of things to do!" Li Xiangnan smiled, waved his hand and prepared to leave.

"Da Mao, go and see your brother Nan off!" Wu Shulin hurriedly urged his son.

"it is good!"

"Brother Nan!" Wu Mao chased to the door and stopped Li Xiangnan.

"Xiao Wu!" Li Xiangnan turned around and looked at him, "No need to thank me. If you want to repay me, study hard. Whether you want to be a doctor or a worker, be a person who contributes to society!"

"Brother Nan, I will. Thank you so much!" Wu Mao nodded seriously.

"Xiao Li!" Liang Mei walked out the door, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Director Liang, is there something wrong?" Li Xiangnan smiled, and Wu Mao beside him sensibly went into the ward.

Liang Mei held the document, her face slightly red, and whispered, "Regarding the establishment of the pediatric department, Director Liu told me that the department is currently conducting research, and it seems that they have been visiting and studying at the steel mill these days! I'm telling you, it was you who facilitated this matter! Can I treat you to a meal later if I have time?"

“……”Being invited to dinner by such a charming doctor, Li Xiangnan felt a bit caught in a dilemma.

"I'll call Dr. Zhou and Dr. Ding when the time comes!" Liang Mei seemed to know that Li Xiangnan was in trouble, so she did everything very carefully.

"That works!"

After saying this, Li Xiangnan went downstairs and went to the surgery department. He didn't see Yang Weidong and the others, so he guessed that the operation might not be finished yet, so he went home.

In the ward, after Liang Mei left, Zhou Feng listened to Wu Shulin's chest over and over again with a stethoscope, nodding frequently.

"Old Wu, don't tell me, the noise in your lungs has really decreased! Try to move around, but don't overdo it, do it within your ability!"

"Old Zhou!" Wu Shulin was very grateful, "Thank you for your hard work over the past few years. I will never forget your kindness!"

"Why are you talking about this!" Zhou Feng waved his hand and said with a smile, "I won't accompany you tonight. I'll accompany my wife for dinner. I've been eating steamed buns here for the past few years!"

"Haha! Go back, go back, my son is here!" Wu Shulin waved his hand, got out of bed and put on slippers.

"Dad!" Wu Mao was very nervous when he saw his father getting out of bed.

"In the past two years, the farthest place I have been to is the toilet in the corridor. Let Dad go out for a walk today! Hold me!" Wu Shulin was a little excited.

"Okay!" Wu Mao did not refuse. He carefully took his father's crutches and helped him downstairs.

……

In the guard room.

Uncle Qin was wearing reading glasses. A project drawing was spread out on the desk in front of him, taking up the entire desk. The words "Sand Foundry Workshop" were written in the upper right corner.

He gestured with a ruler in his hand from time to time, and drew a few strokes with the pencil tucked behind his ear.

After being busy for a while, he put down his pen and rubbed his waist.

"This Xiao Liu is indeed difficult. I may have scolded him too harshly. The sand-casting workshop is a big problem..."

At this moment, his eyes accidentally swept outside and he saw two figures coming to the guard room. He was shocked and ran to the door quickly.

"Shu Lin, why did you come downstairs?"

"Old factory director!"

After many years, Wu Shulin knelt down on the steps when he saw his former benefactor who had contributed to the founding of the factory and helped him a lot in the guard room downstairs.

"Xiao Wu is here to thank you!"

Uncle Qin was shocked and said, "Did Xiao Li really cure you? Hey, this guy is quite capable!"

In the accident in the foundry two years ago, most of the equipment was salvaged because Wu Shulin unexpectedly came back to get his belongings.

After Wu Shulin got into trouble, there were major disagreements in the factory on how to deal with the situation.

At that time, Liu Zhiyuan advocated that Wu Shulin's brave act be judged as a work-related injury, but many people in the factory believed that it happened after he got off work and should not be counted as a work-related injury.

The two sides held their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. The compensation for Wu Shulin once became the focus of debate in various meetings.

Later, it was Grandpa Qin, the retired factory director, who came to the scene during the meeting and said that if anyone did not recognize Wu Shulin as a work-related injury, that was fine, and they could just compensate Wu Shulin for the value of the equipment he had rescued based on the circumstances to see whether the factory’s losses were greater or Wu Shulin’s work-related injury compensation was greater.

Afterwards, Uncle Qin overcame all objections and not only allowed Wu Shulin to receive long-term compensation of 6.5 yuan per month, but also allowed him to live in the factory hospital for long-term treatment, and promised that he could return to the factory to continue working after his health recovered.

Being able to get compensation and receive treatment at the factory hospital, Wu Shulin naturally understood the role played by Uncle Qin in this process.

In other words, his life was saved by Uncle Qin.

During the years when he was lying in the factory hospital ward, Uncle Qin would often come to visit him. After he recovered from his illness, the first person Wu Shulin wanted to see was naturally Uncle Qin.

"That kid made the golden needle make a sound?"

Uncle Qin couldn't close his mouth after hearing Wu Mao's emotional narration.

"Brother Nan said that his technique is not very good yet. He can only shake for a while and not too much..." Wu Mao told the truth.

"How much more violent can the earthquake be? Did it shake the house too?" Uncle Qin was so angry that he laughed, "That guy is just being modest. I think he has good skills!"

Uncle Qin smiled and raised his cup, "Shu Lin, have some tea. This is a specialty from Xiao Li's hometown. It smells really good!"

Wu Shulin immediately took the teacup and sniffed it. He hadn't drunk tea for a long time and seemed to have forgotten the fragrance of tea. When he smelled it this moment, he felt that his whole body was full of energy and spirit.

He turned his head and saw Uncle Qin staring at a large piece of graph paper on the table. He stood up and walked closer. Seeing the familiar area on the table, he asked in surprise, "Old Factory Director, is this... the foundry workshop?"

"Yes," Uncle Qin nodded and sighed, "I'm worried. The temperature in the foundry has been high these days, and the workers can't stand it..."

Wu Shulin frowned, looked at the blueprint carefully, and said, "Old Factory Director, maybe I have a solution!"