Aowen''s old car came directly to laogua mountain. Taoist Lin was also an acquaintance. He stood in front of the mountain gate to meet him early in the morning.
Accompanied Ao Wen to see the buildings at the foot of the mountain. Wu Mian has seen it several times. He can''t say he''s satisfied, but can only say it''s average.
Laogua mountain was contracted by Taoist Lin in the last window period for many years after the reform. Similar opportunities are now gone. The contract period of this mountain is 45 years, 60 years or the longest period is 70 years. Wu Mian hasn''t asked which one.
Now the Taoist temple is booming and Taoist Lin is quite good at being a man. It can be seen that no one comes to him for trouble.
There are legal procedures and contacts. As long as you can be a person, no one is willing to offend Taoist Lin.
The orphanage at the foot of the mountain is a self built building. I just saw a prototype, and the foundation has not been laid neatly.
"Little martial uncle, I don''t think it will be good before winter." Taoist Lin lowered his head and looked down. He didn''t look at Aowen next to him, but said to Wu Mian.
This time, Owen Rothschild came suddenly. Taoist Lin had a dog like nose and smelled something long ago. He tried not to see Owen and pretended that he didn''t exist.
"It''s all right." Wu Mian waved, "fortunately, it''s less, or it''s more troublesome to pick it up and cover it again."
Taoist Lin wanted to take advantage of it, but he didn''t expect that little martial uncle would pick up the foundation and build it again.
He didn''t dare to ask. In the distance, there were more than a dozen smart and capable little crew cuts. Last time the foreigner came, little martial uncle said that he was from the National Security Bureau.
Although Taoist Lin didn''t know the level of the National Security Bureau''s escort, he still had some thoughts in his mind.
"OK, I''ll accompany Aowen in recent days." Wu Mian said, "has the Houshan courtyard been cleaned up?"
"Finished cleaning up, little martial uncle." said Lin Daoshi respectfully, "just in autumn, the moon bought some new tea. Shall I make oolong tea or black tea?"
"Black tea, just Zhengshan seed," said Wu Mian.
"There is a good Jin Junmei."
"No, I can''t get used to it." Wu Mian smiled. "Jin Junmei is a brand that has come out in recent ten years. My teacher drinks Zhengshan seed."
Taoist Lin was stunned. Little martial uncle said he quarreled with his teacher and came back to China. That side also drinks Zhengshan seed? But when I thought about it, I realized I was wrong. This teacher is not the other teacher. He must be a teacher in China.
"OK," Taoist Lin said with a frown.
Wu Mian accompanied Aowen up the mountain. Taoist Lin poured tea carefully.
The mountain was quiet, the tea fragrance overflowed, and Aowen''s anxiety seemed to be quiet. It''s all here. It''s meaningless to tangle with these again.
Owen Rothschild inquired about the procedure in detail, and Wu Mian explained it one by one. Although Owen is not a doctor, he is talented and asks sharp questions.
"Wu, are there any suitable patients recently?" asked Owen Rothschild.
"I''m still evaluating the postoperative effect, and it''s not time to promote it," Wu Mian said.
Owen felt a little sorry.
The sun gradually set in the West. It was the end of September. It was dark around five o''clock on this side of laogua mountain.
"Little martial uncle, what would you like to eat in the evening?" Taoist Lin asked.
"If you get some vegetarian food, you won''t go to your canteen." Wu Mian said, "Austrian is inconvenient."
Taoist Lin was busy preparing fast food. At this time, he felt a little proud.
It seems that the master hired with a lot of money at that time was a wise move. Otherwise, little martial uncle wouldn''t deal with foreign guests on the mountain.
Although Wu Mian didn''t say it, Taoist Lin could see it.
At ordinary times, little martial uncle is warm, but he is a little lonely in his bones. Most people don''t accompany him all the way. But the foreigner is different. Little martial uncle has been talking with him lightly. He is like an old friend reunited. He has no special respect or coldness. There is some kindness in his words.
Soon, the vegetarian meal was ready to come up. Taoist Lin brought two bottles of flying Maotai.
Several people pour and drink themselves, but they are also happy. Aowen seldom drinks Maotai flavor wine, but when in Rome, do as the Romans do, and drink freely.
All the questions should be asked. Ao Wen and Wu Mian chatted casually and said some anecdotes. Taoist Lin listened with interest.
At more than eight o''clock, Wu Mian''s cell phone rang.
I have crossed mountains and seas
"Hello, director Zhang." Wu Mian answered the phone with a smile.
The call came from Zhang Zimo, director of ICU of jianxie hospital. He seldom called Wu Mian. He was a "rare guest".
"Miss Wu!" Zhang Zimo said in a hurry.
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When jianxie hospital was just established, director Qian had an opportunity to transfer. But he didn''t hold it. Zhang Zimo rushed to the side regardless of everything.
After Zhang Zimo went to a party, he briefly talked about the situation of jianxie hospital. Director Qian knew he regretted it. However, it is too late to regret at this time. According to the scale of jianxie hospital, it is absolutely impossible to set up another ICU.
Although he earns a lot, what director Qian envies is not the salary of more than 100000 a month. The director of the ICU of the provincial-level large-scale third-class hospital is not as shallow as a nurse, so he is jealous of more than one million a year.
What he cares about is that the nurses in ICU of jianxie hospital are from Cambridge.
Cambridge, that''s Cambridge!
It is said that Zhang Zimo began to mend his English after he went to jianxie hospital. His poor oral English made great progress in a few days.
Although it''s nothing now, what can I do later? Teacher Wu kept quiet and left several groups of Cambridge intensive nurses in bajingzi. In the past, all the questions were unsolved. Looking back, those questions were so ridiculous.
Director Qian sighed.
His doctors and nurses are from Cambridge. He knows what this means. The benefits are greater than days, but the pressure is also greater than days.
As a director, I can''t hold down my doctors. In case Mr. Wu exempts me one day, I''ll find an ICU director in the world''s top hospitals... I''ll lose my face at Grandma''s house. At least Zhang Zimo thinks so. He is under great pressure.
If you don''t go, director Qian can only comfort himself.
Director Qian asked Zhang Zimo to have dinner tonight.
Although he didn''t go to the sword association hospital, director Qian didn''t mind making the relationship between himself and Zhang Zimo more harmonious. If you have the opportunity to visit Cambridge in the future, including the doctors under your command, these are benefits, which can be seen with the eyes.
But after seeing Zhang Zimo, director Qian was silly.
Zhang Zimo is the original school grass. He is handsome and charming. He has charmed many schoolgirls. As a director, he is more mature and dignified.
But now when we meet, Zhang Zimo is thin and almost has no human shape. His cheeks are collapsed, but his eyes are shining.
"Zi Mo, what''s the matter with you?" director Qian asked.
Zhang Zimo sat down and waited for a while before saying, "I''m tired."
"So many patients in jianxie hospital?"
"Miss Wu is so inhuman!" Zhang Zimo said.