Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 7: Secretly giving yourself acupuncture at work
As the saying goes, what I heard in the hospital is just an excuse.

After all, there are many cadres from all walks of life who go to Union Hospital for treatment.

When Dad heard Fang Yan say that he heard this kind of thing at Union Hospital, he was not too surprised. Instead, he nodded and said in agreement:
"It has indeed been stopped for 10 years, and it is very likely to resume this year."

Then he spoke into the dialect:
"I should be able to find the high school textbooks. I'll get you a set tomorrow, and I'll also send a set to your eldest sister, second sister, and fourth sister in a few days."

Seeing his father so excited, Fang Yan immediately reminded him:
"Dad, this is big news. It hasn't been announced yet, so don't spread it around."

"I know, I know. I'm not stupid. I found these teaching materials for you. Even if someone asks about it, I will just say that you want to review the knowledge you have missed." Dad nodded in response.

Fangyan remembered that his father had also worked on the farm before he resumed work. He didn't need to be reminded of these things. He should know the consequences, so he felt relieved.

Then the father and son cooked a meal together in the kitchen. Fang Zhenhua was surprised at how much his son's cooking skills had improved over the years. It was as if he had been training with a master chef.

The three dishes and one soup for the evening were all cooked in Fangyan, and Fang Zhenhua was helping out on the side. Looking at his son's skillful and smooth movements, he was a little slow to react for a moment, and always felt like he was watching a chef from a state-owned restaurant cooking.

There were three dishes, one meat and two vegetable dishes, all cooked in Fangyan style, and the aroma was so fragrant that Fang Zhenhua almost swallowed his tongue after eating just one chopstick.

With this skill, it would be more than enough for him to be a chef in a state-owned restaurant, right?

"Third brother, I think I should change your job to a chef?"

Even my mother He Huiru, who came back later, couldn't help but say this after eating a few dishes made by Fangyan.

Of course, this is just a joke.

Chefs work so hard, they would not want their sons to become chefs.

Besides, isn’t it said that the college entrance examination will be resumed this year? To work in a dialect, you need to have spare time to review, and a chef obviously cannot meet this condition.

……

The next morning after breakfast, Fangyan took the bus to work with his mother.

When they arrived at the Tong Ren Tang store, it had just opened and the employees were tidying up and cleaning. Fang Yan saw this and joined in, greeting the people around him.

There were no old employees cleaning the room in the morning. All of them were new employees like Fangyan. They came here a week to half a month earlier than Fangyan and had all returned from the countryside from all over the country.

Most people, like Fangyan, retire due to illness, but of course this retirement due to illness is not because of real illness.

Most people who return to the city due to illness either cheat on the tests through various means or come back with fake medical records. Although it sounds despicable, it is the norm in this era.

While cleaning, a group of people were chatting and laughing about what they saw and heard in the countryside.

However, the crowd was clearly divided into two groups, and the five people talking and laughing downstairs were one group.

There was also another group of people who were taken upstairs by the deputy manager to clean. They were very serious and there were four of them including the deputy manager. They looked like they were not easy to deal with.

Fangyan naturally joined the first group.

During the conversation, Fangyan discovered that everyone went to the countryside in Inner Mongolia, Shaanxi, and even in the suburbs of Beijing.

I am the one who lives the farthest away, in Jiangyou, Sichuan.

When several people heard that he was working in the countryside in the southwest, they immediately became interested and asked him questions. Fortunately, Fangyan still remembered the local experience and picked out some interesting things to tell them.

As we were talking, we came to the topic of Jiangyou Aconite.

Jiangyou aconite is a local specialty of Jiangyou, with a cultivation history of more than 1300 years. There is a saying in the medicinal material industry: "The world's aconite is in China, China's aconite is in Sichuan, and Sichuan's aconite is in Jiangyou."

"In addition to the general ingredients of aconite, Jiangyou aconitum also has unique ingredients such as Jiangyou aconitine and new Jiangyou aconitine. This is its characteristic..." He spoke fluently in dialect, leaving these colleagues who only knew the Chinese characters of traditional Chinese medicine and had no idea of ​​its medicinal properties stunned.

I never expected that Fangyan knew so much.

"Fangyan, is there anyone in your family who works in our business?" One of the girls, who looked to be in her early twenties, asked Fangyan with curiosity.

Fang Yan remembered that her name was Kong Yao, and she was the most lively one among them. Hearing this, Fang Yan nodded and said:
"I guess so. My mother is a gynecologist at Union Hospital, and I also read some books on traditional Chinese medicine."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize:

"No wonder, your foundation is much stronger than ours."

Then a group of people started to introduce their family situations.

It was similar to what Fangyan had guessed before. Most of these people had parents working in key units, and they immediately arranged jobs for them as soon as they returned to the city. Being able to find a job after returning to the city has now become a criterion for judging the family strength of the educated youth who have returned to the city.

Parents at home have no connections and cannot solve their children's employment problems. It is very difficult for their children to find jobs on their own.

Now, any unit that can accommodate people will have its seats booked in advance, just like everyone here.

Fangyan asked them curiously about the people following the deputy manager.

Kong Yao, one of the group, said in a low voice:
"They are all people who came earlier than us. It is said that they are all back to take over the shift."

Another boy wearing glasses, named Xiao Long, whispered:
"They don't like us who are sick and have returned...so they don't stay with us."

"The deputy store manager had some conflicts with the store manager, so he brought them together."

Kong Yao said:

"Now our store is divided into three camps: those of us who retired due to illness and are taken care of by the store manager, those who are taking over as replacements under the deputy store manager, and the neutral group of old employees."

Fangyan suddenly realized that this was the case.

The store is not very big, but this faction is divided into three.

It is true that the smaller the temple, the more evil spirits there are, and the shallower the water, the more turtles there are.

We chatted for a while and cleaned up.

At this time the store manager also came. He asked Fangyan to learn from the old employees today and familiarize himself with the location of each Chinese medicine.

I also told him some of the rules of the store, and that was the completion of the new employee training.

Then the deputy manager came over and said a few words to Fangyan, asking him to abide by the rules and reminding him that life at work is different from at home and he should not assume that everyone will spoil him.

Fangyan always felt that he was weird.

Kong Yao told Fang Yan that this was a show of power from the deputy manager, and it was the same when they first arrived.

……

It was 9 o'clock and customers started to come to the store.

Fangyan and the others were standing behind the counter, waiting for customers to come and get prescriptions and medicines.

But today was a bit strange. The Chinese medicine doctor had not arrived at nine in the morning. Several patients came, and when they saw that the Chinese medicine doctor was not there, they turned around and left. Anyway, there are other hospitals around here. If Chinese medicine can't be used, then they can go to Western medicine.

Nowadays, most people, especially young people, have formed an opinion in their minds that Chinese medicine is slow to take effect and can only be used to regulate the body, while Western medicine is the one that takes effect quickly.

In fact, as long as Chinese medicine is accurate in its dialectics, it can achieve rapid results, just like the first aid provided by Fangyan on the train before.

The old Chinese doctor who was on duty did not come to the store, and there were only some people who came to buy ready-made medicines. Fang Yan and the other people who were in charge of dispensing medicines were completely idle.

At 10 o'clock, the store manager saw that the person had not arrived yet, so after saying a few words to Fangyan and the others, he rode his bicycle to look for the person.

As soon as the store manager left, the deputy store manager immediately brought people with him, saying that he was going to the warehouse to get medicine and would not be back until the afternoon.

After a few people who were assigned to replace him left, only Fang Yan and other retired employees due to illness and a few old employees were left.

The atmosphere immediately became better.

With nothing else to do, everyone started to gather together and chat.

Only Fangyan felt a little uncomfortable at this moment. He had originally planned to follow the old Chinese doctor to gain some experience, but the old doctor just skipped work.

He started wandering around the store, and then found an acupuncture room in the back hall. Looking at the silver needles and mugwort cupping jars, Fangyan had an idea. If he used these things on himself, would he be able to improve his proficiency?
When I was in the traditional Chinese medicine school, I practiced on myself and with my classmates.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he could no longer hold back.

He walked forward, picked up a pack of silver needles with coiled dragon handles, found a place to sit down, and began to give himself acupuncture.

One injection [Ding! Divine skill experience system, acupuncture experience +10 years! ]

(End of this chapter)