What was the highest educational level in the 1960s?
This is the Ph.D. program, which generally lasts for three years, but there are always exceptions. There are many people who cannot graduate after five years of study, and there are also many geniuses who graduate after two years of study.
For example, Zhang Yuyang's doctoral student successfully graduated after only one and a half years of study, and was recognized by industry leaders.
"Have you decided on a research direction?" Zhang Yuyang said with a smile.
"I have some clues." Lin Shaowen tentatively said, "After I got married, I found that the current medical conditions are not very friendly to women... so I planned to focus on this direction."
"Gynecology?" Zhang Yuyang frowned.
It's not that he looks down on gynecology, it's just that Lin Shaowen is capable.
We should make full use of our talents by conquering some major diseases.
"Dean Zhang, have you ever thought about it, these days are actually very unfriendly to gay women." Lin Shaowen said solemnly, "When men get sick, even if it is an unspeakable disease, they can go to the hospital for treatment. But women can’t, they are afraid of others gossiping, reputation is more important than life..."
These words silenced Zhang Yuyang.
How could he not know that it is difficult for women to see doctors? These days, the ratio of male doctors to female doctors is even more than ten to one, and female gynecologists are even rarer. No man is willing to let a strange man see his wife or daughter's body, even if the other man is a doctor.
"So where are you going to start?" Zhang Yuyang asked.
"I want to... first develop a product that can replace sanitary napkins." Lin Shaowen said solemnly, "Nowadays, many women still use sanitary napkins when they are menstruating. Even those in poor conditions can just pull a piece of cloth and get some plant ash. This is very uncomfortable. Unhygienic.”
Zhang Yuyang was silent for a long time and then said, "Write a plan to me. If I can help, I will try my best to help you complete the research."
This is said very skillfully.
Although I do not support you in studying gynecology, I am willing to support you in completing your project.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you tomorrow." Lin Shaowen nodded.
Sanitary napkins are actually quite technical, in this era of insufficient supplies.
It is difficult to make plant fibers with good absorbency alone, but tampons are not so particular. As long as you have the right materials and an assembly line, it's basically not a big problem. Of course, he has no control over sales and pricing.
After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Yuyang left.
When Lin Shaowen was writing and drawing alone in the infirmary, two people suddenly walked in without knocking on the door.
"Um, Mr. Zhao? Qingshan, why are you here?"
Lin Shaowen looked at the two of them solemnly.
They are very busy people, and they go to the Three Treasures Hall for almost anything.
"I have a comrade who I would like to ask you to take a look at." Zhao Qingming said softly.
"OK."
Lin Shaowen packed up his things and prepared to leave without saying a word.
Zhao Qingshan was a little distracted when he looked at Lin Shaowen's plan. Zhao Qingming called him several times but he didn't respond.
"What's wrong?" Lin Shaowen asked.
Zhao Qingming did not answer, but asked instead, "Shaowen, do tampons also need to be made in a factory?"
"Yes, what do you think?" Lin Shaowen looked surprised.
Zhao Qingshan gave him the impression that he was an orthodox soldier, walking, sitting and standing strictly.
Why are you interested in this kind of feminine product?
"Xiao Lin, to tell you the truth, your Qingshan brother may have to retire." Zhao Qingming sat on the stool and sighed.
"Retired?"
Lin Shaowen opened his mouth wide.
Although Zhao Qingming has more than one son, Zhao Qingshan is definitely the successor he values most. Now that the successor has retired, the Zhao family's influence in the military may decline significantly.
"I can't do it without retiring."
Zhao Qingshan smiled bitterly and showed his right wrist.
There was a centipede-like scar on it, which was obviously a broken tendon.
Has he been on the battlefield?
Lin Shaowen frowned. Maybe he could get some techniques on hand tendon repair in the lottery in the future, but for now, there was really nothing he could do.
Obviously, Zhao Qingshan and his son had no hope in these things. They just regarded Lin Shaowen as one of their own, so they showed it to him.
"what's your plan?"
Lin Shaowen actually didn't want to ask this stupid question.
In terms of background, Zhao Qingshan can throw him away eighty blocks. Zhao Qingming is not dead yet. Isn't it more than enough to protect Zhao Qingshan?
But since the other party told him such a thing, it must have something to do with him.
"I have two choices now, to join a government agency...or to take over a small textile factory and become the director." Zhao Qingshan said seriously, "I originally wanted to join the agency, but after seeing your plan today, I I want to take over a textile factory to produce tampons.”
"But... this plan is not very mature yet." Lin Shaowen hesitated.
Zhao Qingshan will definitely achieve results when he takes over the factory. If tampons are unreliable, wouldn't it be harmful to others?
"How can there be so many mature plans." Zhao Qingming smiled and patted Lin Shaowen on the shoulder and said, "I know it's for your brother Qingshan's benefit, but when doing work, you can't just do it for promotion and wealth, you also have to think more about the people. "
Lin Shaowen blushed at what he said.
He had never thought about getting promoted and making a fortune, but he had also never thought about serving the country and the people.
You can't ask an ordinary social worker to make much contribution to the country, right?
Zhaojia Western-style Mansion.
Lin Shaowen followed Zhao Qingming and Zhao Qingshan with the medicine box, but before they entered the living room, they heard a burst of hearty laughter.
"Damn it, Zhao Qingming, you son of a bitch, I thought you ran away."
"Gungun, when have I ever left my comrades behind?" Zhao Qingming scolded with a smile.
"Is this the doctor you invited? Why is he a doll?"
A middle-aged man in his fifties was looking at Lin Shaowen.
"Xiao Lin, ignore him."
Zhao Qingming waved to Lin Shaowen and motioned for him to come over and sit down.
"Hello, I am Lin Shaowen, the factory doctor at the steel rolling mill." Lin Shaowen introduced himself.
"My name is Deng Guangrong, and I am a soldier." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Come on, let me see what this little kid like you is capable of."
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and motioned to Lin Shaowen to feel his pulse.
Lin Shaowen was not polite and reached out to touch his pulse.
"Have you ever had typhoid? And it was almost fatal?"
"Old Zhao, what did you tell him?" Deng Guangrong asked in surprise.
"Fuck you, I didn't say that." Zhao Qingming laughed and cursed.
"There's nothing big wrong with your body. You're a little overworked and overthinking..." Lin Shaowen hesitated before continuing, "The problem isn't big, but there are some hidden dangers. It's best to rest peacefully for a while."
"Recuperate? Where can we recuperate?" Deng Guangrong laughed, "There are so many things waiting for us to do, it's not like this old guy is retiring."
Zhao Qingming smiled and said nothing.
"Lie down and I'll give you a massage." Lin Shaowen stood up and said.
Deng Guangrong didn't show any pretense and just lay down on the sofa.
Lin Shaowen started massaging, and soon he heard Deng Guangrong's call.
