Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Workers can exchange these notes privately for what they need, and all of this is under Yang Ming's control.

Yang Ming knew that if he wanted to make the steel mill truly revitalized, he alone was not enough. He needed to cooperate with other factory leaders to jointly promote the development of the steel mill. Therefore, he planned to distribute some of the red and green tickets to other factory leaders to strengthen internal unity and cooperation.

“This is our common cause,” Yang Ming said at a meeting with factory leaders. “Only if we unite as one can we truly revitalize the steel mill.”

As time went by, the workers' attitude towards Yang Ming also changed. They went from being excited and grateful at first to gradually getting used to it. But no matter what, they were full of respect and gratitude towards Yang Ming.

One day at noon, Yang Ming came to the canteen to eat. He sat at a table and chatted with several workers.

"Director Yang, you are such a good leader to us!" a worker said with emotion, "Since you introduced the red-green ticket system, our lives have become much better."

"Yeah," another worker agreed. "We used to feel like our jobs were hopeless, but that's different now."

"Good afternoon, Doctor Ding." Yang Ming's voice broke the silence in the room.

Ding Qiunan raised her head, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She put down the book in her hand, stood up, and greeted the uninvited guest with a smile: "Yang Ming, why are you here? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yang Ming waved his hand with a relaxed smile on his face: "No, I was wandering around the factory after dinner and walked here unknowingly. I saw the door of the infirmary was open, so I came in to take a look."

Ding Qiunan nodded, motioning Yang Ming to sit down, and then he sat back down and continued to read the medical book. Yang Ming looked around, and his eyes finally fell on the book in Ding Qiunan's hand. He walked over, picked up a medical book next to him, and began to read it.

Although Ding Qiunan was concentrating on the medical book, her eyes could not help but drift towards Yang Ming. She noticed that Yang Ming flipped through the book very quickly, and nodded or frowned from time to time, as if he was thinking about the contents of the book. This made her curious about Yang Ming's medical skills.

"Yang Ming, do you also know medicine?" Ding Qiunan finally couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ming raised his head and smiled modestly: "I know a little bit, but I can't say I understand it."

Ding Qiunan smiled slightly, picked a question from the medical book, and asked tentatively: "So how do you think this case should be handled?"

Yang Ming took the medical book, read the case description carefully, and then thought for a moment before answering: "I think the key to this case is..."

He analyzed the case's condition and treatment methods in detail, with clear organization and strict logic... Ding Qiunan listened with great interest and nodded in agreement from time to time.

When Yang Ming finished the last word, a hint of surprise flashed in Ding Qiunan's eyes.

She didn't expect that Yang Ming's medical skills were so advanced, and his analysis and treatment of cases were even more accurate than her own.

This gave her a new understanding of Yang Ming's medical skills, and also made her more curious and respectful of Yang Ming.

"Yang Ming, your medical skills are really good." Ding Qiunan praised sincerely.

Yang Ming smiled, waved his hand and said, "No, no, I just know a little bit. Compared with Doctor Ding, I am still far behind."

Ding Qiunan shook his head and said seriously: "No, your medical skills are really amazing. I believe that as long as you work hard, you will become an excellent doctor in the future."

Yang Ming felt a warm feeling in his heart after hearing what Ding Qiunan said. He looked at Ding Qiunan gratefully and said, "Thank you, Dr. Ding, for your encouragement. I will continue to work hard."

"Are you also interested in medicine?" Ding Qiunan plucked up the courage and asked softly.

Yang Ming raised his head, smiled and nodded: "Yes, I have a deep interest in medicine, especially Chinese medicine."

The two began to talk about medicine, from Western medicine anatomy to Chinese medicine meridian theory. Yang Ming's insights amazed Ding Qiunan. She couldn't help asking, "You have such a deep understanding of Chinese medicine. Have you also studied Chinese medicine?"

Yang Ming nodded and explained, "I once studied with an old Chinese medicine practitioner for a period of time and was deeply impressed by the breadth and depth of Chinese medicine. Although there are constant doubts about Chinese medicine in modern society, I always believe in the value of Chinese medicine."

Ding Qiunan fell into deep thought after hearing this. She recalled her doubts and confusions about traditional Chinese medicine. Now, after Yang Ming's explanation, she began to re-examine the value of traditional Chinese medicine. However, she still had some doubts in her heart: "Can traditional Chinese medicine really cure diseases that modern medicine cannot solve?"

Yang Ming smiled and replied: "Chinese medicine and Western medicine each have their own strengths, they are not contradictory. Chinese medicine focuses on the overall concept and syndrome differentiation, while Western medicine focuses more on anatomy and physiological mechanisms. For some diseases, Chinese medicine treatment methods can indeed achieve unexpected results."

Ding Qiunan suddenly felt enlightened after hearing this. She felt that she had found a soulmate. However, she was indescribably depressed. She told Yang Ming that she had loved medicine since she was a child and dreamed of being admitted to a medical university and becoming a doctor. However, due to family reasons, her dream was shattered.

Yang Ming was silent for a while, then encouraged: "Qiu Nan, don't give up your dream. There is always a way out. Maybe I can help you find a path to medicine."

Ding Qiunan looked at Yang Ming in surprise. She didn't know that this seemingly ordinary man could say such a thing. Yang Ming explained, "I am the director of a steel mill. Although it has nothing to do with medicine, I still have some connections in society. I can help you contact some medical experts, or through some channels, you have the opportunity to access medical learning resources."

After hearing this, Ding Qiunan's eyes flashed with hope. She looked at Yang Ming gratefully: "Really? Are you really willing to help me?"

Yang Ming nodded: "Of course, I believe in your talent and potential. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will be able to realize your medical dream."

Ding Qiunan's heart was filled with gratitude and expectation, and she felt her hope for the future rekindled. She decided to seize this opportunity and live up to Yang Ming's expectations.

Yang Ming stood in the corridor of the hospital with a deep look in his eyes. He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The return of Director Bi meant that the crisis of Lou Bancheng and his wife could be temporarily alleviated, and he could also take this opportunity to establish a deeper connection with Ding Qiunan.