Chapter 7 Secretly pricking myself with needles at work
As the saying goes, what I heard in the hospital was just an excuse.
After all, there are many cadres of all kinds treating patients in Union Hospital.
When Dad heard the dialect saying that he heard this kind of thing at Union Hospital, he was not too surprised. Instead, he nodded and said with great agreement:
"It has indeed been suspended for 10 years. It is very possible to resume this year."
Then he said to the dialect:
"I should be able to find the high school textbooks. I'll get a set for you tomorrow, and I'll send a set to your eldest sister, second sister, and fourth child in a few days."
When Fang Yan saw his father being so excited, he immediately reminded him:
"Dad, this is big news. It hasn't been announced yet, so don't spread it everywhere."
"I know, I know, your dad is not stupid. I found these teaching materials for you. Even if someone asks about it, I will just say that you want to catch up on the lost knowledge." Dad nodded in response.
Fang Yan remembered that his father had also stayed on the farm before he resumed work. There was no need to remind him of these things. He should know the consequences, so he felt relieved.
Then the father and son cooked a meal together in the kitchen. Fang Zhenhua was surprised that his son's cooking skills had improved a lot over the years, as if he was training with a chef.
The three dishes and one soup in the evening were all made in dialect. Fang Zhenhua was there to help. Seeing his son's familiar and smooth movements, he was a little unable to react for a while. He always felt like he was watching the boss of a state-owned restaurant. The chef is cooking.
There were three dishes, one meat and two vegetarian. The ones prepared by Fang Yan were so fragrant that Fang Zhenhua, who only ate one chopstick, almost swallowed it with his tongue.
This skill is more than enough to be a chef in a state-owned restaurant, right?
"Third brother, I think I should give you a job as a chef?"
Even my wife He Huiru, who came back later, couldn't help but say this after eating a few dishes made by Fang Yan.
Of course, this sentence is just a joke.
Chefs work so hard, and they are reluctant to let their sons become chefs.
And isn’t it said that the college entrance examination will be resumed this year? Dialect work requires free time to review, and chefs obviously cannot meet this condition.
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After breakfast early the next morning, Fang Yan took the bus to work with his mother.
When we arrived at the Tongrentang store, the store had just opened and the employees were cleaning. Fang Yan also joined in and greeted the people around him.
There are no old employees cleaning the house in the morning. They are all new employees like Fang Yan. They are only a week to half a month earlier than Fang Yan, and they all came back from the countryside across the world.
Most people follow the same path as Fang Yan and recover from illness. Of course, recovery from illness is not a real illness.
Most people who are sick and return to the city either cheat the test through various methods or come back with fake medical records. Although it is quite disgusting to say, this is the norm in this era.
A group of people were cleaning and talking and laughing about their experiences in the countryside.
However, the crowd was obviously divided into two groups. The five people talking and laughing downstairs were in one group.
In addition, there was another group of people who were led by the deputy store manager to clean upstairs. They were serious in speech, and together with the deputy store manager, there were four people in total, and they looked like they were not to be trifled with.
Fang Yan naturally joined the previous group of people.
During the chat, Fang Yan discovered that the places where everyone went to the countryside include Inner Mongolia, Shaanxi, and even the suburbs of Beijing.
On the contrary, I am the farthest one, in Jiangyou, Sichuan.
Several people heard that he was jumping in line in the southwest, and they immediately became interested and asked him. Fortunately, Fang Yan still remembered what he had seen there, and picked out some interesting things to tell them.
As we talked, we talked about Jiangyou Fuzi.
Jiangyou aconite is a local specialty of Jiangyou, with a cultivation history of more than 1,300 years. There is a saying in the medicinal industry: "The world's aconite is in China, the Chinese aconite is in Sichuan, and the Sichuan aconite is in Jiangyou."
"In addition to the common ingredients of Aconite, Jiangyou Aconite also has unique ingredients such as Jiangyou Aconite and Xinjiang Aconitine. This is its characteristic..." Dialect spoke eloquently to these people who only knew the Chinese characters of traditional Chinese medicine and did not know the properties of the medicine. My colleague Xiaobai was stunned for a while.
I didn’t expect Fang Yan to know so much.
"Fang Yan, does anyone in your family work in our industry?" One of the girls, who looked to be in her early twenties, asked Fang Yan with a curious look on her face.
Fang Yan remembered that her name was Kong Yao, and she was the liveliest one here. Hearing this, Fang Yan nodded and said:
"That's right, my mother is a gynecologist at Union Medical College, and I also read some books about traditional Chinese medicine."
Everyone suddenly realized:
"No wonder, then your foundation is much stronger than ours."
Then a circle of people began to introduce the situation at home.
As Fang Yan had guessed before, these people were basically all parents whose parents worked in some key units, and they were quickly assigned jobs as soon as they returned to the city. Being able to find a job when you return to the city has now become a criterion for judging family strength among the educated youth who return to the city.
The parents at home have no connections and cannot find employment for their children. It is very difficult for their children to find jobs on their own.
Nowadays, even if there is a place in a unit that can accommodate people, it will be reserved in advance, just like everyone else here.
Fang Yan asked them curiously what was going on with the people following the deputy store manager.
Kong Yao among the group of people said in a low voice:
"They are all people who came earlier than us, and it is said that they all came back from the same shift."
Another boy wearing glasses named Xiao Long reminded in a low voice:
"They can't bear to see us who have relapsed from illness...so they won't stay with us."
"The deputy store manager had some conflicts with the store manager, so he brought them together."
Kong Yao said:
"Now our store is divided into three camps, those of us who are sick and retired and are taken care of by the store manager, those of us who are promoted by the deputy store manager, and the neutral camp of the old employees."
Fang Yan suddenly realized that this was the case.
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The store is not very big, and the faction is actually divided into three.
It’s true that the temple is full of demons, the wind is strong, and the water is shallow and there are many tortoises.
After chatting for a while, the cleaning was done.
At this time, the store manager also came. He asked Fang Yan to learn from the old employees today and become familiar with the location of each traditional Chinese medicine.
In addition, I told him some rules in the store, and then the new employee induction training was completed.
Then the deputy store manager came over and said a few words to Fang Yan, asking him to abide by the rules and reminding him that work is different from home, and don't think that anyone will spoil him.
Fang Yan always felt that he was yin and yang weird.
Kong Yao told Fang Yan that this was the deputy store manager's intimidation, and it was the same when they first arrived.
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The time came to 9 o'clock, and customers gradually began to arrive in the store.
Fang Yan and the others stood behind the counter, waiting for customers to come over to pick up prescriptions and medicine.
But something was a little strange today. The Chinese medicine doctor who was doing the consultation hadn’t arrived until nine in the morning. Several patients came. When they saw that the traditional Chinese medicine doctor who was doing the treatment was not there, they turned around and left again. Anyway, it’s not like there aren’t other hospitals around here. The traditional Chinese medicine doctors can’t see it. , then see Western medicine.
Most people these days, especially young people, have come to the conclusion that Chinese medicine is slow to produce results and can only be used to regulate the body, while Western medicine is the one that produces faster results.
In fact, as long as Chinese medicine is dialectical and accurate, it can achieve rapid results, just like the dialect's first aid on the train.
The old Chinese medicine doctor who was attending the consultation did not come to the store, and only some people came to buy finished medicines. Fang Yan and the others who were responsible for picking up medicines were completely idle.
At 10 o'clock, the store manager saw that no one had come yet, so after exchanging a few words with Fang Yan and others, he rode his bicycle to the door to find someone.
As soon as the store manager left, the deputy store manager immediately brought someone with him, saying that he was going to the warehouse to collect medicines and would not be back until the afternoon.
He took a few people from his post and left, leaving only Fang Yan, the sick retirees and a few old employees.
The atmosphere suddenly became better.
Nothing happened, so everyone started to get together and chat again.
Only Fang Yan felt a little uncomfortable at the moment. He originally planned to gain experience with an old Chinese medicine doctor, but he just skipped work.
He started wandering around the store, and then found an acupuncture room in the back hall. Looking at the silver needles and mugwort cupping pots, Fang Yan had an idea and asked if he could use these things on himself to become more proficient. Spend?
In the past, when I was in Chinese medicine school, I would practice on my own and with my classmates.
With this thought, he suddenly couldn't hold it any longer.
He stepped forward and picked up a pack of silver needles with dragon handles, found a seat and sat down, minding his own business, and began to acupuncture himself.
One needle goes [ding! Magical skill experience system, acupuncture experience +10 years! 】
(End of chapter)