Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

After seeing off Master Uncle Lin, Li Chu sat on a chair and took a break today. He was still a little uncomfortable and didn't know what else to do.

He suddenly thought of the TV ticket in his bag. He originally planned to go to the department store with his wife to buy it during his weekend break, but after thinking about the crowds of people in the department store, he couldn't help shivering.

He picked up the phone on the table and called Xiaocheban.

His driver, Xiao Tian, ​​ran over after a while.

He took out TV tickets and industrial coupons from his bag, counted another 600 yuan, and handed them over.

"Xiaotian, go to the department store and help me buy a TV."

Tian Jun took the ticket and money dumbfounded: "Deputy President Li, I have never bought this TV before, just in case..."

He had only heard about this thing, but hadn't seen it before. The leader immediately asked him to buy it, and he was so flustered. With so much money and tickets in his hand, he was like a hot potato.

"It's okay. If you're afraid that you won't be able to buy it, go to the finance department on the second floor to find my niece. You've met her before. She's called Wang Jiayuan and ask her to take you to buy it."

Now Tian Jun made up his mind, as long as someone can help, he readily agreed.

Tian Junxing left in a hurry, and Li Chu was bored again.

He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he just couldn't remember it. He sat on the chair and frowned for a long time before he slapped his forehead fiercely.

He remembered that yesterday he just signed in, and when the "ding ding" sound ended, he caught up with the time to get off work, and he didn't even see what the reward was.

He rubbed his hands a little excitedly. This has been accumulated over more than ten years. I don't know if he will give something good.

In the open space in the middle of the warehouse, Li Chu's eyes almost fell out when he saw it for the first time.

It has been more than ten years, is this just a little thing?

On the open space in the middle of the warehouse, there were scattered piles of money and various tickets.

What caught his attention the most were the few books on the shelf.

Fortunately, all of them are skill books.

But as a Chinese medicine doctor, does he really need to learn so many languages?

Spanish, French, Italian, Arabic, if you add the English, German, Portuguese, and Russian that you have mastered before, even if you don’t count Chinese, he has mastered eight languages.

It is impossible for him to become a diplomat, why should he know so many languages?

And the possibility of him going abroad in his lifetime is very slim.

I won’t talk about these few language skills books. Anyway, they are still useful. If I have the opportunity to watch the original movies in the future, I don’t need to read Chinese subtitles.

But what the hell are the remaining three skill books?

Guitar, piano, suona, he really wants to ask the system, are you serious?

What is he learning this for? Will you be in the entertainment industry in the future? Or wait a few more years and play a band with those rock pioneers?

What an international joke, don't say whether he wants to or not, even if he wants to, don't talk about others, Dean Liu alone can give him a gun first.

Speaking of the later song, her man seems to live in a courtyard, and I don't know where it is.

Depressedly, he threw these books aside, leaving the last skill book in his hand. How should I put it, this book should be regarded as the most useful in this reward.

Medicinal diet, yes, this book is to teach him how to make medicinal diet.

In other words, this medicated diet should belong to the skill of the chef.

Anyway, he has studied with his master for so many years and never taught him, and he has never heard of any doctor of Chinese medicine who knows how to make medicinal food.

No matter what skill he is, learn it when he goes to bed at night.

Withdrawing his mind from the warehouse, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. There is nothing he wants, just a book of medicinal diet is still reluctant, although he doesn't know what he wants.

But looking at those few useless skill books, he was really unwilling.

For more than ten years, just give such a bunch of junk.

Depressed, he couldn't sit still in the office, so he walked out of the administrative building and walked to the outpatient area in front.

After entering the outpatient hall, I went straight to the director's office of the Chinese pharmacy.

Ding Qiunan was lying on the desk, carefully checking the drug registration form just sent by the logistics, and the storage registration form of their pharmacy.

Suddenly the office door was pushed open from the outside, Ding Qiunan raised his head and looked over, who is this, he didn't even knock on the door.

As soon as he looked up, he saw his man walking in with a depressed face.

He put down the things in his hands and stood up: "What's the matter, are you criticized?"

Li Chu rolled his eyes speechlessly, why can't this prodigal girl think better.

Pulled up a chair and sat down: "I disappointed you, I didn't get criticized, I just didn't figure out something else, it will be fine after a while."

As he spoke, he picked up the registration form on the desk and glanced at it, then put it down casually.

Ding Qiunan smiled and poured a glass of water for his man, and put it on the table.

He didn't go to sit down, just stood next to her and leaned against the desk, instead of worrying about why he was depressed, he asked, "Why didn't you go out today?"

She knew that her man was getting busier and busier now. He hardly saw anyone in the hospital during the day and was often called away in the middle of the night.

What worried her most was that everything her man did was kept secret, and she had no idea what she was doing when she was called away.

Just like once in 1976, when I was sleeping in the middle of the night, I was called away by a phone call, and then seemed to disappear.

That time Ding Qiunan almost went crazy, there was no news for several days.

Moreover, Dean Liu, Uncle Lin, and the directors of several departments in the hospital were all gone.

Fortunately, Uncle Wang sent someone over to say hello and told her to be calm, so she put down her snacks.

Who knew that this wait lasted for more than half a month, and when she came back again, it happened to be still at night, the moment she opened the door and saw her man, she couldn't stop crying.

She had never seen Li Chu like this before, with unshaven beard, messy hair, and red eyes that felt like bleeding.

After entering the door, he didn't say a word, just squeezed out an ugly smile at her, and then went into the bedroom and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the next night. If it wasn't for his steady breathing, Ding Qiunan almost called the doctor over.

After that, there were several times like this, but the time was not as long as that time, so she is used to it now.

"There's nothing to do today, just now I asked Oda to go to a department store to buy a TV."

"Didn't you say we'll go by ourselves on weekends?"

"Well, when I think of all the people in a department store, I lose interest immediately."

After hearing her husband's words, Ding Qiunan pursed her lips and smiled, but fortunately she is not a person who likes to go shopping, otherwise she would have to make trouble at the moment.