Chapter five hundred and ten Refuse
"That is, after the New Year this year, didn’t you take photos in the past?" Li Wenxuan gestured to his fiancee.
"Oh, oh, oh, I see. That’s the ugly card that took my picture."
Wang Yueyue didn’t resist spitting 1.
"That’s how the photo can make people look so ugly that they don’t look like people at all." Ding Qiunan followed suit.
It is true that the photo of the first generation ID card is somewhat abstract, and I don’t know whether it is technical or what.
It will be better when it comes to the second generation ID card.
It’s convenient to go out with this, but if two people go out together, they still have to bring their marriage certificate, otherwise they can’t live in the same room in a hostel.
After breakfast, Wang Yueyue rode her bike back to her home to accompany her vacation mother, Li Wenxuan, and followed her to the hospital to continue her clinic visit.
Li Chu has nothing to do today, and he is also here with his son in the outpatient hall.
Although Li Wenxuan has passed the examination of the General Hospital and is qualified to sit in the clinic, Li Chu has never given him a separate prescription.
He’ll come here when he’s free. If he doesn’t write a prescription, he’ll let Master Zhao of the Chinese medicine department next door read it first and give it to the patient with Zhao Zhu’s consent.
This is a kind of responsibility for patients and a kind of protection for Wenxuan.
And through these two years personally with Wenxuan Li Chu also finally saw the original bearing skills badly.
That skill is not only to speed up the recipient’s learning, but also to seal the skill of inheriting the past directly into the recipient’s mind.
After a little learning, those things will appear in the recipient’s mind, just as you have learned.
Li Chu sometimes thinks that if he had this skill, he might not have been often cane-whipped by Master.
Sitting beside Li Wenxuan, looking at him, he was very calm, communicating with patients, taking the pulse and prescribing medicine. Li Chu couldn’t help but smile with relief without the feeling of being just 22 years old.
Don’t say don’t just that tolerance is born to eat this bowl of Chinese medicine.
The curtain was pulled open, breaking the silence in the consulting room and immersing the patient in the pulse. Li Wenxuan frowned and glanced at the direction of the door.
At the door stood a medical officer, Li Chu, who got up and walked past.
"The duty room of Dean Li’s headquarters asks you to give a message back to the leader."
"Now?"
"It says as soon as possible."
"Okay, I get it."
After the medical director left, Li Chu didn’t rush back to the office to answer, but waited for Li Wenxuan to finish reading the patient’s prescription before he left.
"I’m Li Chu, the leader. I was delayed by the clinic just now. You wanted to see me?" Back in the office, Li Chu immediately dialed the words.
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"What did you say? Let me take the medical soldier to the military parade? "
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"No, no, I can’t lead this."
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"It’s not that I refuse. You know I’m a logistics observer. In the past, I couldn’t steal the thunder from those field doctors and health workers. I think those talents should really enjoy this glorious moment."
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"Leader, don’t you know me? I may have a lot of bad habits, but I never fake it."
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"Yes, you can give me some tickets so that I can take my family to the viewing platform."
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"Well, thank you, leader. I’ll go to your place to get it another day."
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Li Chu couldn’t help but spit out a sigh of relief.
The leader asked him to attend the military parade, which was really out of his expectation.
This year’s National Day military parade is the largest since the founding of the People’s Republic of China, and the soldiers have already started training around the 49 cities next month.
And that strategic force will make its debut.
If he remember correctly, it will be 1999 again after this military parade.
A soldier must want to take part in this sacred moment, but he really doesn’t want to steal the limelight from those field doctors who fought and died at the front line.
It will be very satisfying to be able to watch him from the viewing platform on that day.
Without the office, he returned to the clinic.
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Conrad, why didn’t you invite Lee yesterday? I remember you said you wanted to try.
In the small conference room next to the laboratory of this pharmaceutical company in West Germany on this side of the base.
"Don’t you find that although Li usually speaks well and treats people well, he seems to be very kind, but in fact there is a kind of pride in his bones, and an ancient medical skill with an ancient culture inherits pride.