On the way here, I took an Iveco. Although the chassis and other aspects are relatively good, for the unpaved roads in the mountainous areas of Kazakhstan, vehicles like Patrol still dominate the world.
Moreover, the driver probably used to drive a tank. He was a very brave man and went on a rampage. Crossing the river, slow down? Impossible, just like an assault boat, cutting through the waves.
Or maybe it was because the doctors and nurses, who were usually very steady, were overjoyed to be back with their own people. Not only did they not stop him, they also kept encouraging him, "Hurry up, hurry up, we're going to take a flying car!"
Smoke and dirt all the way. The herdsmen grazing and the farmers looking at the caravan kept hesing and tuiing as they looked at the caravan going away.
Leaving the grassland, climbing over the mountains, and following the road back, I felt that I had arrived at the oil base very quickly. Although the sun is still hanging on the top of the mountain, it is already very late. According to the time in the capital of China, it is already 22 o'clock.
Although the blue iron room is simple, you can sleep peacefully without worrying. The cooking team at the base prepared delicious food for Zhang Fan and the others early.
Meat, braised pork, big basins of braised pork, noodles, rice, stir-fried vegetables, a bunch of doctors and nurses, like people who have never seen big meat, holding rice, chopsticks like raindrops reaching for the braised pork.
The three nurses, who had never been hungry for braised pork, all ate a lot. "It's better to satisfy my craving for meat. Old Wang, is there a place to take a bath at night?" Wang Feng asked Mr. Wang while eating. The two experienced life and death together and became good friends.
"Yes, I will notify you later. The workers at the base will take a bath later today. You go and take a bath first. Take a comfortable bath in the big bathhouse. Then have a good sleep to get rid of fatigue."
After finishing speaking, Lao Wang picked up the white wine in front of him, Chasu Laojiao. "Come on, brothers and sisters, let's do it. This time, Lao Wang, I thank all the experts." Before he left, he went to visit the old chief. The old chief had promised to hand over the detected oil to the China National Petroleum Company.
This time Lao Wang has made a great contribution.
"Come on!"
Zhang Fan didn't drink, so he had a drink with the doctor and the anesthesiologist Dr. Cheng. The three of them kept clinking glasses. The food is not exquisite, and the wine is not pure wine, but what everyone eats is delicious and what everyone drinks is delicious.
After eating and drinking, we took a nice hot bath. Zhang Fan summoned everyone, "Now that we have the money, it's time to divide it. Haha, come to the doctor, this is yours, senior brother, yours, the head nurse..."
The banknotes with the old rich man's head printed on them were handed out in piles. "Zhang Yuan, this is inappropriate." Lao Xiang wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Zhang Fan.
"Okay, life or death. You deserve this." Zhang Fan waved his hand. Nurse Li Qianqian liked Zhang Fan's gesture, it was so impressive!
"Zhang Yuan, this..." the head nurse said with embarrassment.
Zhang Fan knew her too well, "Why, you don't want it? Take it and give it back to me!"
"No, no." The head nurse quickly put the money behind her, and then she felt embarrassed. Her face suddenly turned white and rosy. The skin that had just been bathed was so tender!
"If you have anything to say, just say it. You have all taken the money. Now the money has been distributed. Keep it safe for each of you. If you lose it, you won't be able to replace it!"
"Hey!" This was Wang Feng's voice. The girl was as happy as a little mouse getting into a rice vat.
"Zhang Yuan, what do you say about this labor fee when you return to the hospital? Do you need to hand it over? We were sent out to catheterize patients before. The disposal fee was 100 yuan in total, but the hospital only gave us 10 yuan. Will this money..."
"Oh! So you are worried about this matter. Go back to the hospital and pay 90% personally."
"What?"
"No!"
"Oh my god, can I resign now? Zhang Yuan, you are also the leader!"
"Haha, hey, look at you money-crazy people. Don't worry, this is your own income, you don't have to hand over a penny." Zhang Fan smiled.
"Really?" Wang Feng, a little money fan, looked at Zhang Fan doubtfully.
"Of course, Mr. Wang has already paid the fees to the hospital for two buses and three operating vehicles. Otherwise, do you think we can come out so conveniently!"
"Oh! Thank you Zhang Yuan!" I don't know whether it was to thank Zhang Fan for clarifying his doubts or something else, but the little girl actually bowed to Zhang Fan.
"No, I can't bear it." Zhang Fan quickly moved away. But before she could say anything, the little girl ran to their house holding the money.
In fact, practicing medicine in other places is stipulated in the practice law. It must be reported to the local medical management agency, and only after obtaining permission from the local medical management agency can it be practiced in the region, and the practice must be above the deputy director level.
In fact, this article mainly restricts and protects ordinary doctors. The real masters don't care about this at all, and flying knives accounts for 90% of their personal activities. As for public-to-public dispatches, they are very few, because public-to-public, doctors only account for 20% of their income.
And when medical technology reaches the pinnacle of a certain field, the constraints between countries will actually be gone. For example, the European and American medical systems do not recognize Western medical education in China. They would rather recognize Sanbenhua Medical College than a mediocre diploma in Western medicine.
But when the medical level reaches its peak, this clause will be ignored. Li Jiapo's medical system follows the European and American route, and they do not recognize the Chinese medical system.
When one of their bosses fell ill, they specially invited doctors from the Capital Military Hospital to treat him. According to regulations, this was illegal medical practice and would be punished.
But to put it bluntly: In order to solve the growing medical needs of the public, this kind of flying knife does not support or deny it. It's straightforward, turning a blind eye. As long as nothing happens, no one cares.
Zhang Fan sat outside the tin house to enjoy the coolness at night. It was too hot inside the tin house. When the temperature outside was high, the inside of the house could be four to five degrees higher than the outside. When the temperature dropped, the temperature inside was higher than the outside. It's two or three degrees lower, which is just enough to protect you from the wind and rain.
"Doctor Zhang, can I disturb you for a moment?" A young man lingered outside Zhang Fan's room for a long time. When Mr. Wang went to take a convenience, the young man hurriedly came over.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Zhang Fan sat up from the recliner.
"Please help me take a look. I have a lot of peas on my body and it's very itchy." The young man was a little embarrassed.
"Okay, come here, lift up your clothes and let me take a look."
When he saw the young man's upper body, Zhang Fan couldn't really tell what made him sad.
These Chinese workers who go abroad to drill and mine say they go abroad to earn US dollars, but in fact their living conditions are really average. They live in simple rooms and eat supplies brought from China. Sometimes when supplies are held up at customs, they can only eat compressed biscuits and canned food.
Because I am far away from the city, I can only entertain myself after get off work. I can only move around in the palm-sized base and cannot go out. It is like a prison.
The money I earn is really earned through hard work.
Because they are all young people, there is only one accompanying doctor at the base. He is good at treating colds and other diseases, but it is hard to say when he encounters other diseases.
"It seems like you're not the only one who has this, does anyone else have it too?"
"Yes, many people have it. Sometimes the itchiness is so great that I can't help but find a rough stone, heat it in the sun, and then rub it on the itchy area. It can help."
"Okay, just bear with it for one night, and I will give you a diagnosis and treatment tomorrow."
"Thank you! Thank you!" The young man kept thanking and bowing. Zhang Fan stood up and before he could say anything, the young man saw Mr. Wang coming and immediately ran away like a rabbit with a whoosh!
