Shao Hua was at work and couldn't interfere with others for a long time. Zhang Fan had a few days off and went directly to the building materials market. The decoration of the house had been paused for a long time. Zhang Fan was going to spend 50,000 yuan to decorate the house.
I'm going home soon. I'll discuss it with my parents then. If I come, everything will be easy. If I don't, I'll have to buy a house for my parents in the county.
Zhang Fan's home is in an old factory and mining community on the outskirts of the county. The house is not only small, but also not airtight enough. The old house is easy to deal with in the summer, but drafts come in everywhere in the winter. The wind is strong, and the corridor is full of whistling sounds~!
And it is far away from the county seat, so it is inconvenient in every aspect. There was a man suffering from pain and brain fever, and he had no place to buy medicine at the critical moment. There is no condition but to survive. I don’t know how Zhang Fan’s parents felt when businesses closed down on a large scale and employees were laid off, but Zhang Fan really felt it. At that time, his family was helpless and unable to see the future. It was like a soldering iron was branded on Zhang Fan. In his mind, this is one of the reasons why Zhang Fan is particularly insecure.
I had been a corporate employee for most of my life and was suddenly laid off. My eyes turned black. No one wanted to go work because I was too old. I have no capital or skills to start my own business, but fortunately Zhang Fan is able to go to work, which is a blessing among misfortunes. The common people are here to remember those helpless days.
It would be best for parents to take tea, but I'm afraid it doesn't make sense. The old man's idea is very simple, that is, as long as the children are happy, they will forget their own pain.
Most of the people in the border area have floor heating, so Zhang Fan will simply decorate the living room and bedroom. There was no need to spend too much. The sofa in Shao Hua's house was a bit too old and the armrests were worn. Zhang Fan walked around for a while and then returned to Shao Hua's house, planning to take Shao Hua's parents to look at the sofa in the afternoon. He plans to buy a larger sofa and occasionally stay at Shao Hua's house in the future~!
In the afternoon, Zhang Fan took the old couple to stroll around the furniture store. Zhang Fan didn't say he wanted to buy them a sofa, he just looked at it. "Uncle, how about this sofa?"
"Okay. It's just a bit old-fashioned." Shao Hua's father thought Zhang Fan was buying a sofa for his new house, so he thought more youthfully.
"Auntie, look at it." The old man's suggestion doesn't count. You still have to ask Shao Hua's mother about small things at home.
"It's okay. It can be used as a bed when it's opened. It's pretty good." Shao Hua's mother tried to sit down and touched the sofa and said.
"That's it. I'll pay." Zhang Fan said.
"No, Xiao Zhang, has your house been renovated? I heard from Shao Hua, didn't they just renovate the kitchen?" Shao Hua's mother asked confused.
"Let it go to your house first, maybe the price will increase in a few days!" Zhang Fan said and left.
"Hey! No, this won't work." Shao Hua's mother understood and wanted to stop Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan had already left. She looked at her old man and said, "What can we do?"
"What can I do? Don't you see? This kid has a lot of ideas! Just buy it, as long as he has this intention, hey!" Not sure whether he was happy or unhappy, the old man touched his pocket and wanted to smoke.
Shao Hua went home in the evening and found his sofa next to the door of his unit. When she walked in, she saw Zhang Fan scratching her head and playing chess with her father. When she looked again, she saw a large sofa in the living room.
"My parents will be embarrassed if you do this." Shao Hua said hello and went to his house to put things away. Zhang Fan quickly got up and went to Shao Hua's room. In Shao Hua's room, Shao Hua said to Zhang Fan.
"No, uncle and aunt like it very much. Don't have too many ideas and don't make things too clear. Can you figure out how to live at home? It's not a bank." Zhang Fan rarely said a few words to Shao Hua.
"You have many reasons. Get out quickly. I need to change clothes."
"Hey! I've been tortured by my uncle all afternoon. I really don't want to play chess anymore, my head is going to explode."
"You deserve it, get out quickly." Shao Hua was about to push Zhang Fan out. Zhang Fan took the opportunity to kiss Shao Hua and left the small bedroom.
"Uncle, Shao Hua is here too. I'm putting away the dishes and getting ready to eat. Let's not play chess."
"No, just wait and eat. There aren't many people around, so what to pack." Shao Hua's father did not let Zhang Fan go.
After three days of rest, Zhang Fan went to the respiratory department. Jumabike knew everything about Zhang Fan and even had a few words with Zhang Fan after the morning meeting. The same cannot be said for Zhu Qianqian, her nose is not a nose, and her face is not a face. Zhang Fan hadn't come for three days, and she had complained to the director, but the director didn't say anything. He just said that Zhang Fan had other things to do in the hospital. "What happened to a transfer student? Maybe he gave Buick a gift!" She thought to herself.
If the director didn't tell Zhang Fan, there was nothing she could do. Although she looked bad, she didn't dare to say anything to Zhang Fan. She was afraid that Zhang Fan would be unhappy and stop working for her. Since she was the director's relative, she could only endure it.
The pleural effusion of people in temperate zones no longer leaks out, and the treatment effect is good. A course of treatment was almost over, and Zhu Qianqian was ready to discharge him. This patient number is the medical record she wrote herself. The first diagnosis was lung inflammation, and the last diagnosis was tuberculosis!
Zhu Qianqian focused on taking care of the patients. She knew very well how to escape the inspections of the hospital and the health bureau. There were a lot of medical records accumulated in three days, so Zhang Fan started working without saying much. Today is another round-the-clock shift.
Zhu Qianqian called the temperate people to the duty room, and she was ready to see if she could get any benefits.
"Your disease is very troublesome, but you also felt it after this treatment, and it got better within a few days. I even asked the surgeon to do the pleural effusion extraction for you. Other patients don't have this treatment."
"Thank you, Dr. Zhu, for taking your trouble." "Don't be happy first. The disease might recur. This time I treated you illegally. It won't work next time. I'm trying my best to be punished this time. I only treat you because of the risk."
"I know, I know. I made you worry. You can keep this as compensation." The temperate zone man directly gave five hundred to Zhu Qianqian, but his expression was not very good. Even though the red envelopes were given, Zhu Qianqian was still not satisfied. This was a bit much.
Zhu Qianqian didn't care whether he was happy or not. She packed up the money and happily went to the hospital. She planned to let the temperate people be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. "You should take these medicines on time when you go back. After taking them, come to the hospital for regular check-ups. Then you can go directly to the outpatient clinic. There is no need to deliberately look for me."
The next day, the temperate people left after asking in detail about the time for taking medicine and reexamination. Zhu Qianqian annoyed this temperate person. He had been in business for many years and was well-informed. Besides, there was not only one Zhu Qianqian in the respiratory department, so he was ready to teach Zhu Qianqian a lesson.
After Lao Gao returned to the hospital from the meeting, he knew what happened in the hospital and hurriedly called Zhang Fan to his office, "I heard that you are going to graduate school?"
"No! Who did you listen to?"
"Don't worry about who said it. If you want to go to graduate school, I think it's best to wait for about a year. After you finish transferring to the department and enter the department, I will let you lead the team. There is room for improvement in your future. It's very high, but don't take the conventional route. After you have experience in leading a group, it will be better to go to the higher level. Think about it yourself when you go back."
"Okay director. I'm leaving then."
"Well, go ahead and read more books. I also want to see how far you can go in the future."
