Rebirth in the 1960s, starting from Chinese medicine

When he threw a thick stack of property certificates in front of his wife, Ding Qiunan stared straight at him.

"Good guy, how long have you been out to get so much done?"

"Then what do you think?" Li Chu had a smug expression, like a child waiting for his mother to praise him for his good grades in an exam.

He picked up his wife's water glass on the table and took a few sips of water.

"Let me tell you, except for the room in the middle courtyard and the backyard of Lao Yi's house, everything else has been settled. Oh no, there is also a room in Xu Damao's house."

"What is that guy from Da Mao's family going to do?"

"Same, buy it for six hundred yuan."

"I guess he won't ask for money."

"That can't be done, I have to give it, otherwise what will I do? If someone sues me for this one day, I can't tell."

"It's not bad, there's no cocked tail." Ding Qiunan's childish expression made Li Chu dumbfounded.

"I'm that kind of person."

The couple here are chatting happily, but the couple in the intermediate court over there can't sit still anymore.

The main house and the house that He Yuzhu changed houses at that time also came back, and several families in their middle courtyard got together to discuss.

"What should we do now? We've sold everything in the front and rear yards."

"They are too careless. Didn't they agree to advance and retreat together?"

Listening to the words of the male owner of the main house, Qin Huairu showed a disdainful expression on the corner of his mouth.

Still advancing and retreating? Since the second and third uncles told everyone about this yesterday, she knew that it was impossible, and everyone had their own little calculations in their hearts.

Those people in the front and back yards can sell together because their houses are all about the same size. As long as one person sells, it is impossible for others to raise the price, unless you don't plan to change the unit building.

It is even more impossible to sell it to others. Who can not inquire about it, as soon as they hear that it is a good guy, others will sell it for 600, and you want 700 from me.

"Now there are only a few of us left, what should we do? Let's discuss a countermeasure, otherwise, if nothing else is said, if Li Chu pulls the front yard, we will be in bad luck."

Qin Huairu called Lao Cai next door to her house.

She sat here without saying a word, she doesn't care if these houses are sold or not, she has already made up her mind to sell them to Li Chu, the price is seven hundred yuan, and the worst is six hundred, she can accept it with gritted teeth. I apologized to him myself.

"Huai Ru, why don't you express your opinion?"

"Hey, what can I say as a woman, but I told Lao Cai in the morning, seven hundred rooms, as long as he agrees, I will sell it immediately."

"This... This is a full hundred less than the price we negotiated last night."

"Then what can we do? Unless you want to watch people tear up the front yard, it will be troublesome for us to go out and go in. Besides, the ones in the front and back yards are cheaper than what they said last night."

"Huairu, don't you have a good relationship with Li Chu and his wife, you can talk to her."

"I have a good relationship with others? You think highly of me. They just look at me as a widow. You don't know what I did before. The men didn't come to deal with me. I am Amitabha , looking for someone else."

After listening to Qin Huairu's seven hundred, the one in the main room also thought about it secretly.

His house was bigger, and it was the main house. Last night, he said that the price of 2500 was a sky-high asking price, but 2000 should be about the same, and at the very least, he would have to ask for 1800.

Thinking of this, he also made up his mind, and was going to talk to Qin Huairu after discussing for a while, and let her take him to find that Li Chu.

Otherwise, he doesn't know anyone at all, and he doesn't know where to look for them.

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In the general hospital, a young doctor rushed out of the operating room and ran away, ignoring the family members of the patients surrounded by the door of the operating room.

He couldn't help being in a hurry, as the patient's life and death were still lying on the operating bed.

It should be said that the wounded is more suitable, and this wounded is working for their general hospital.

The few people around the door of the operating room just now are the workers of the man inside.

These people were all working for the demolition of the old administrative building of their main hospital. The man inside was accidentally hit on the chest by a large brick while working, and he began to vomit blood on the spot.

After being sent here, it was very fast to enter the operating room, but half of the operation could not be continued, and one or even two bleeding points could not be found, and the few of them almost tossed everything in the chest cavity .

There was no other way, Director Chen, the chief surgeon, had to ask someone to call Li Chu.

This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. When he thought of being a knife of the general hospital, he asked a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for help several times. Even if the doctor of Chinese medicine was the leader of the hospital, he felt ashamed and wanted to hit the wall.

But now he can only pray silently in his heart, that Dean Li must be in the hospital, otherwise they can only watch this worker hang on the operating table because the blood transfusion is not bleeding fast.

Isn't this the famous math problem?

The young doctor who ran out of the operating room came to an office not far away, picked up the phone and dialed out.

"Hello, Assistant Zhao, I'm in the operating room. Is Dean Li here? We want to ask him for help."

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"What? Out?"

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"Oh oh oh, I'm not hanging up the phone, please help me to take a look, if he is there, please come to the operating room as soon as possible."

Zhao Zhijun over there knew the priority of the matter, threw the phone on the desk, and ran out.

He first ran to Li Chu's office to take the white coat hanging on the wall, and then ran to the stairwell with a bang.

The sound of running attracted everyone in the office on the second floor to come out one after another to see what happened.

Seeing that it was Zhao Zhijun running with a white coat, he knew that there must be some critical or important patient again, so they all retreated to the office.

"Leader, the surgery room called to ask for your help."

Zhao Zhijun was out of breath after running violently for a short period of time, so he still held his breath and said it.

Seeing him appearing at the door, Li Chu knew something must be wrong with the white coat in his hand. He had already stood up, took out the needle bag from his bag on the desk, and walked towards the door.

After taking his white coat, he quickly walked out of the building and said, "Tell them, they will be there in two minutes."

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Ding Qiunan, who stood up just now, heard the call from the operating room, and sat back on the chair again. She was used to this kind of thing, not to mention the call during the day, and she didn’t know how many times she called it in the middle of the night, so now she comes back at night. At home, Li Chu basically drives back by himself, so that the car is at the door of the house at night, and it is convenient to use it in case of need.

(Preview: Dear readers, this chapter is the first update today, and the next chapter will be at 11 o'clock. Thank you for your support and encouragement.)