Great Power

"You go to the medical team, if you have something here, it will be sent there."

As Secretary Qu's voice fell, Guo Binghe assigned to the father and son, and Zheng Fugui nodded quickly with a smile: "Okay, then we will pass."

"Goodbye, Secretary Qu."

Zheng Jianguo pulled down his collar and greeted the secretary with a smile. The expression of the secretary of the commune before when he looked at him naturally fell in his eyes. This is different from the work of the secretaries of other communes. This secretary Qu is a doer who works with the members. Working together, eating and drinking, the style still maintained the style of leading soldiers at the time, so the Kansai Commune did not have the slightest temper. Compared with the exhaustion of the employees and educated youth who worked hard, the secretary was even more exhausted. .

"The ground is freezing--"

"It just started, and it will be thicker after two days."

"So now we have to do it overnight!"

The medical team is located next to the temporary headquarters of Leeward. When Zheng Jianguo followed Zheng Fugui's questioning all the way, he heard many people complaining. Fortunately, these people were just talking and talking. I really let them go to the leader. , Afraid to speak in front of the commune secretary.

The headquarters of the headquarters is naturally pulled over, and you can see the bright hall from a long distance. However, the health team is not so good. I don't know if the power is not enough or what is going on. Two kerosene-burning gas lamps are hung up. .

This kind of lamp does not need to pull wires, but relies on the high temperature of kerosene burning when the air pressure is sprayed to stimulate the lampshade soaked in thorium nitrate solution to emit light. One lamp can illuminate the area of ​​more than ten meters in a circle like daytime, which belongs to the night and night. The disadvantages of the current standard configuration for this kind of occasion are the need to burn kerosene and to maintain the air pressure, the oiler needs to be pumped up regularly.

"Rich, do you deserve a follower?"

Only when he appeared at the door of the medical team, Zheng Fugui was recognized. He looked at the person who said hello was Dr. Lin from the commune’s medical office, and he smiled brightly: "Look at the teacher, what class you are following? I don’t take advantage of the opportunity to bring my boy out to meet the world. He will graduate immediately after the Chinese New Year. I was thinking how to let him take my seat, Jianguo, and call Grandpa Lin soon."

"Grandpa Lin!"

Seeing the forest mountain in front of him, Zheng Jianguo said respectfully. This forest mountain is not someone else. It is the doctor who trained Zheng Fugui on medical knowledge. At that time, he was just a general doctor at Chengguan Hospital, and now it is the Guanxi Commune. The doctor in charge of the medical room is considered to be the immediate boss of the barefoot doctors of the whole commune.

"Well, why, your kid wants to take your father's class?"

The forehead lines on Lin Shan's face were stacked three times, and he glanced at Zheng Fugui beside his eyes, before he could speak, "I remember the grasshopper is about to graduate from high school, right?"

"Even if you graduated after only a few years, let him experience the life of a member in advance. It can be considered as exercise?"

Zheng Fugui turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo. After speaking, he didn't have any reaction. He continued to speak: "I'm thinking about the trustee. I can see if I can go to Yuquan Health School to listen. I dare not expect him to serve it. Teacher, your job is to come back to pick up my class when you don’t study well, you have to learn some real skills."

"That's called inheriting the mantle and carrying my rice bowl. Are you planning to let me drink Northwestern Wind?"

Lin Shan knew that Zheng Fugui didn’t know much, so he barely got out of the scope of illiteracy. He smiled and said something before looking at Zheng Jianguo, who was silent next to him. He turned his head and looked inside and said, “But what you said is reasonable, that’s It’s not a bad thing to come back to work as a barefoot doctor. It’s not a bad thing to learn more. If you don’t go there, it will cost a lot of money to listen to it. Oh, you haven’t eaten yet, there is hot porridge in it, hurry in and have a drink. We’ll talk later. "

"Well, you have to learn more from the teacher today."

Zheng Fugui was not polite, he quickly agreed, and beckoned to Zheng Jianguo, then he listened to this guy and said, "Grandpa Lin, then we're going to eat."

"Well, you go first, you are worthy of being a high school student, so polite!"

Lin Shan nodded in satisfaction and said, with a smile on his face, Zheng Fugui blinked and then said: "Teacher, don't you want to eat?"

"I have eaten, you leave me alone, hurry up."

Lin Shan waved his hand at Zheng Fugui. The latter led Zheng Jianguo into the sanitation team, found the kitchen behind the tent and ate porridge. The two of them drank a large bowl of porridge, and then took another bowl out of Wowotou. Chew slowly. In this kind of battle, you bring your own dry food. Most of the places where you are prepared to prepare some hot water for people to drink. There are very few cases of polenta like this, and the two of them have eaten a round belly before they have time to talk. : "Why are you so kind?"

"It depends on who."

With his father, Zheng Jianguo didn’t want to conceal what he changed. In terms of blood relationship, the two men are the closest people in this world. His own existence is the continuation of Zheng Fugui’s life and existence. In terms of family affection, Zheng Fugui He was also the person who had been the best to him since he was a child. In this respect, it was the love between father and son, and it was also because of the patriarchy in traditional concepts.

Thinking of the two people the kid had previously called, Zheng Fugui put the bowl into the big basin and wiped his mouth with his hand, then he held it in the heart of his left hand, stood up and looked around: "I think it's all falling. Injured and sprained—"

"Your left palm is not itchy anymore?"

Zheng Jianguo drank the porridge from the bowl and put it in the big bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands, then picked up the big bowl of water and washed his hands. He shuddered while watching the thin ice in the bowl. I wiped the big cotton-padded jacket on my body, and then I put my hands together, shrunk my neck and turned around, I saw the old man's face full of question marks, and continued to speak: "I think you have always put your thumbs on the corners of your mouth. Rub it in the heart of your left hand, and think about the ringworm in your left hand. Didn’t it come from this way?”

Opened the palm of his hand and looked at it, Zheng Fugui's left hand was extremely smooth and flat. The lines on it need to be carefully examined to find out. But Zheng Jianguo knew that the cold weather should not happen at this time, and he will wait until winter and spring. It will be very itchy: "You don't have a right hand, only your left hand. Would you like to wipe your hands with something else?"

"Well, if you have it on your left hand and don't have it on your right hand, that means it's not contagious, okay!"

Zheng Fugui has completely different left and right palms. He has not received formal medical education, but a barefoot doctor who has been working for more than ten years still understands the concept of infectious diseases. If he has one in his left hand and not in his right hand, it means that it is not like psoriasis. When I thought that the whole family had only oneself, I felt that what my son said seemed to have some sense: "Then I have to ask your mother for a handkerchief."

Nodded noncommitantly, Zheng Jianguo didn’t know if his reminder would work. The old man’s palms in his memory would be ten years later, and he couldn’t stand it until he entered the commune hospital with the certificate of completion. He asked him to find someone to watch. Look, but the commune hospital at that time has become the Guanxi Town Health Center, and a lot of medicines were prescribed, but it was not optimistic, because the old man’s habit is to blow his nose or wipe his mouth, then take the heart of his left hand. The handkerchief was called, but Lin Shan later found out by accident that he was fine without taking medicine.

After eating and drinking, Zheng Jianguo started busy with Zheng Fugui. As the old man said earlier, those who can be sent in at this moment are either sprained or injured. The worst is a broken thumb and throwing stones on the car. At that time, I didn't throw it up, and when I fell down, I picked it up and didn't catch it. When I was squeezed down, it became a fracture. More often I had a cold.

Similar to the previous Secretary of Qu, when it’s cold and freezing, the sweat on the body will come out after a little action. Some people take off their hats and untie the busy work of their arms. Most of them still feel too late to wear them. At work, when I was busy, I stopped sweating or was blown by the cold wind, and the frequency of Ah Sie Ah Sie's voice became higher and higher. Lin Shan did not know where he came back from the turn, sweating: "Burning ginger water, Fast! The more the better!"

After more than ten years of fighting, Jiang has now been included in the necessary supplies to prevent colds and fever. Zheng Fugui, who was notified, and the barefoot doctors from the other brigade and communes were busy working, and the doctor suddenly became a doctor. For the pot, four or five people guarded a pot and added the fire. It was said that ginger soup was naturally impossible to only put ginger. The roots of Ophiopogon japonicus were mixed with other Chinese medicine. After a pot was boiled, it was beaten with a rice bowl. The two of them carried away one by one, and then directly scalded the bucket with boiling water, and then carried the bucket out.

From the early morning to the evening, Zheng Jianguo originally thought he could stretch out his hands and show his head. He did not expect that he and Zheng Fugui were in the medical team, and they never went out that day. Until five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had already set. On the West Mountain, the gray-headed little sister Du came over: "Grasshopper go back with your fourth sister! You have to go to school tomorrow!"

"Oh, yes, you see I'm busy, and I forgot about the grasshopper going to school."

Lin Shan, with a tired face next to him, turned over and sat up. Only now did Little Sister Du see him and hurriedly said hello: "Uncle Lin, you are here too."

"I have been here for two days, but I think it will be almost tonight."

Lin Shan stood up and looked at Zheng Jianguo next to him. He squeezed a smile on his unconcealed tired face, and patted his shoulder with his hands and said: "The grasshopper is doing well, so what to do is not like some people It took two hours to get a bucket of Jiang Shui for sneak rape, and I told Secretary Qu when I turned around."

"Hey, Grasshopper, thank you, Grandpa Lin~"

Hearing someone praise her son, Du Xiaomei's dark face showed a brilliant smile, and her tetracycline teeth were exposed, as if she was more happy than she was praised: "Quickly."

Shen Jianguo, who was used as a gun, smiled: "Thank you, Grandpa Lin for the compliment!"