Siheyuan: Fishing for All Things

What was the highest level of education in the 1960s?

It was this doctoral student. Generally speaking, it took three years to study, but there were always exceptions. There were many people who could not graduate after five years of study, and there were also many geniuses who graduated after two years.

For example, Zhang Yuyang's doctoral student successfully graduated after only one and a half years of study, and was recognized by the industry leaders.

"Have you thought about the research direction?" Zhang Yuyang smiled.

"I have some ideas." Lin Shaowen tried to explore, "After I got married, I found that the current medical conditions are not very friendly to women... So I plan to focus on this direction."

"Gynecology?"

Zhang Yuyang frowned.

It's not that he looks down on gynecology, but with Lin Shaowen's ability.

It should be used to overcome some major diseases.

"Director Zhang, have you ever thought that women are not friendly these days?" Lin Shaowen said in a deep voice, "When men get sick, even if it is a difficult disease to talk about, they can go to the hospital for treatment openly, but women can't. They are afraid of gossip. Reputation is more important than life..."

This made Zhang Yuyang silent.

He also knew that it was difficult for women to see a doctor. The ratio of male doctors to female doctors these days is even more than ten to one, and female gynecologists are even rarer. No man is willing to let a strange man see his wife or daughter's body, even if the other party is a doctor.

"So where are you going to start?" Zhang Yuyang asked.

"I want to... develop a product that can replace sanitary pads first." Lin Shaowen said in a deep voice, "Now many women still use sanitary napkins when they have their period, and even those with poor conditions just tear a piece of cloth and add some plant ash, which is very unhygienic."

Zhang Yuyang was silent for a while before saying, "Write me a plan. If I can help, I will try my best to help you complete the research project."

This is very skillful.

Although I don't support you to study gynecology, I am willing to support you to complete the project.

"Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow." Lin Shaowen nodded.

Sanitary napkins are actually quite technical, in this era of insufficient supplies.

It is difficult to make plant fibers with good water absorption, but sanitary tampons are not so particular. As long as there are suitable materials and an assembly line, there is basically no problem. Of course, he has no control over sales and pricing.

After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Yuyang said goodbye.

When Lin Shaowen was writing and drawing alone in the infirmary, two people suddenly came in without knocking.

"Well, Mr. Zhao? Brother Qingshan, why are you here?"

Lin Shaowen looked at the two of them solemnly.

They are busy people, and they almost never come to see the temple for no reason.

"I have a comrade-in-arms, and I want you to take a look." Zhao Qingming said softly.

"Okay."

Lin Shaowen packed his things and prepared to leave without saying anything.

Zhao Qingshan was a little absent-minded when he looked at Lin Shaowen's plan. Zhao Qingming called him several times but he didn't respond.

"What's wrong?" Lin Shaowen asked.

Zhao Qingming didn't answer, but asked, "Shao Wen, sanitary tampons also need to be made in the factory, right?"

"Yes, what do you think?" Lin Shaowen looked surprised.

Zhao Qingshan gave him the feeling of an orthodox soldier, walking and sitting in a very formal manner.

How could he be interested in such women's products?

"Xiao Lin, to be honest, your brother Qingshan may be retiring." Zhao Qingming sat on the stool and sighed.

"Retire?"

Lin Shaowen opened his mouth wide.

Although Zhao Qingming has more than one son, Zhao Qingshan is definitely the successor he values ​​the most. Now that the successor has retired, the influence of the Zhao family in the military may decline significantly.

"I have to retire."

Zhao Qingshan smiled bitterly and showed his right wrist.

There was a centipede-like scar on it, and it was obvious that the tendons were cut.

Has he been on the battlefield?

Lin Shaowen frowned, maybe he could draw some tendon repair technology in the future, but for now, he really can't do anything.

Obviously, Zhao Qingshan and his son have no hope for these things, but they just treat Lin Shaowen as their own, so they show him.

"What are your plans?"

Lin Shaowen actually didn't want to ask this stupid question.

In terms of origin, Zhao Qingshan can beat him by eighty streets. Zhao Qingming is not dead yet, isn't it more than enough to protect Zhao Qingshan?

But since the other party told him this, it must be related to him.

"I have two choices now, to join a government agency... or to take over a small textile factory and become the factory director." Zhao Qingshan said seriously, "I originally wanted to join a government agency, but after seeing your plan today, I want to take over a textile factory to produce tampons."

"But... this plan is not mature enough yet. "

Lin Shaowen hesitated.

Zhao Qingshan must have achieved results after taking over the factory. What if the tampon thing is unreliable? Wouldn't that harm others?

"How can there be so many mature plans?" Zhao Qingming smiled and patted Lin Shaowen on the shoulder and said, "I know it's for your brother Qingshan's good, but when you work, you can't just work for promotion and wealth, you have to think more about the people."

Lin Shaowen's face turned red when he said that.

He didn't think about promotion and wealth, but he also didn't think about serving the country and the people.

You can't ask an ordinary social animal to make a great contribution to the country, right?

Zhao's Western-style building.

Lin Shaowen followed Zhao Qingming and Zhao Qingshan with a medicine box, but they heard a hearty laugh before they entered the living room.

"Damn it, Zhao Qingming, you son of a bitch, I thought you ran away."

"Get out, when have I ever abandoned my comrades? "Zhao Qingming laughed and scolded.

"Is this the doctor you invited? Why is he a kid?"

A middle-aged man in his fifties was looking at Lin Shaowen.

"Xiao Lin, ignore him."

Zhao Qingming waved to Lin Shaowen and motioned him to come over and sit down.

"Hello, I'm Lin Shaowen, the factory doctor of the steel mill." Lin Shaowen introduced himself.

"My name is Deng Guangrong, a soldier." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Come on, let me see what you can do."

He stretched out his right hand and motioned Lin Shaowen to feel his pulse.

Lin Shaowen was not polite and stretched out his hand to press on his pulse.

"Have you ever had typhoid fever? And it was almost fatal?"

"Old Zhao, did you tell him?" Deng Guangrong said in surprise.

"Go to hell, I didn't say that. "Zhao Qingming laughed and scolded.

"You don't have any major health problems. You're a little overworked and overthinking..." Lin Shaowen hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It's not a big problem, but there are some hidden dangers. It's best to rest for a while."

"Rest? Where can I rest?" Deng Guangrong laughed, "There are so many things waiting for us to do, it's not like this old guy is retiring."

Zhao Qingming smiled and said nothing.

"Lie down, I'll give you a massage." Lin Shaowen stood up and said.

Deng Guangrong didn't pretend to be hypocritical and lay down on the sofa directly.

Lin Shaowen started to massage, and soon heard Deng Guangrong's call.