Chapter 7 First Day at Work
Factory health clinic.
Without even having time to see what the head of the health center looked like, Chen Yun rushed into the gate with only one thought in her mind.
I must buy a bicycle when I have the means.
Good morning, Dr. Chen.
Aunt Jiang, who was in charge of cleaning, looked up and greeted us with a smile. The lobby of the health center was full of water stains, and the earthy smell was even stronger than outside.
Aunt Jiang is very hardworking, but she is too rigid and inflexible in her work.
Most mops used for mopping the floor aren't hung up after washing, and it would be strange if they didn't smell earthy after being soaked in rainwater and mud.
"Good morning, Aunt Jiang." Chen Yun smiled.
The raincoats issued by the factory were worn down to the leather after only a few uses, and after running around like crazy, they tore open several long rips.
My back was not only soaked, but I also had to buy another small item.
Fortunately, I have a spare set of clothes in the closet, so I can change into them when I get to the office.
After casually hanging the raincoat behind the door, Chen Yun finally had time to slowly take a look around the health center.
Not to mention that the health center is quite large, the lobby alone is at least fifty or sixty square meters, and apart from the payment counter, there is only a table at the entrance for visibility.
What's the table for...? It's a manual time clock.
You have to sign in and out of get off work, and at the end of the month, bonuses and wages are paid based on this handwritten attendance record.
Chen Yun walked to the table, bent down and wrote her name.
Upon closer inspection, only Aunt Jiang's name and two elderly women from the logistics department were listed; none of the other nurses or doctors had arrived.
The drawbacks of handwritten attendance are also very obvious... as long as there is a name, it doesn't matter whether it's early or late.
The health center has two floors.
The first floor houses consultation rooms, treatment rooms, emergency rooms, pharmacies, and basically everything related to medical care.
The second floor houses the leaders' offices and the inpatient ward.
The inpatient ward... has two beds.
The factory has more than 10,000 employees and their families. Logically, the health center should be very busy, but the reality is quite the opposite.
Employees can get full reimbursement for medical treatment at the health center, while family members need to pay half out of pocket.
But to be honest, there are only a little over two thousand employees; the rest are all family members.
Even half the cost is still money. If you have a headache or fever, just bear with it for a couple of days and it will get better on its own. If you can't bear it, then go to the hospital.
Then the problem arises... the health center doesn't have a doctor who can treat patients.
Including the original owner, there are three doctors in the health center.
Zuo Lingling is the deputy factory director's sister-in-law. She was trained as a barefoot doctor for half a year and likes to prescribe oxytetracycline as a last resort for any illness.
Dr. Ye Yuanjun is very experienced, but he is good at bandaging gunshot wounds and how to remove bullets from flesh by hand.
In the end, only the original body remained. He graduated from medical school in a daze, and his medical knowledge was only half-baked.
Recalling the eight years of medical education and ten years of clinical experience in my previous life before I dared to call myself Dr. Chen, the gap between the two eras of medicine is evident.
In Chen Yun's memory, the health center couldn't even treat pneumonia.
If the illness is even slightly serious, the health center will immediately notify the family to send the patient to the county hospital. Over time, everyone has come to know that the health center cannot treat serious illnesses.
People only come to the health center for treatment if they really can't afford to spend money to go to the county town.
After signing the papers, Chen Yun walked towards the clinic she remembered.
The consultation room is also an office, integrating medical treatment, changing room, rest area, and office space.
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The red wooden door of the last room in the left corridor was pushed open.
The red wooden window was wide open; fortunately, a pear tree outside provided some shelter, otherwise the house would have been flooded long ago.
The dean said that the office windows needed to be opened for ventilation, and from then on, no matter if it was windy or rainy, the first thing Aunt Jiang did every morning when cleaning the office was to open the windows.
The dean's words are ironclad rules, and there can be no compromise.
Chen Yun sighed and walked over, closing the right window while leaving the left window, the one near the tree, open.
The office is very large, much larger than the dormitory I moved into yesterday.
Two desks were placed side by side by the entrance; the one on the left was for seeing patients, and the one on the right was for writing reports and eating. Behind them were two metal cabinets, one facing forward and the other backward.
The exterior is covered with patient files and various study materials, while the back is to the wardrobe.
A curtain was drawn between the cabinet and the wall, and the single bed behind it was where Chen Yun took a nap.
The office is surrounded by lush greenery, and there are also many flowers and plants inside, a stark contrast to the oppressive, all-white atmosphere of my previous life.
"It seems the department values me quite a bit."
After changing into dry clothes and putting on a white lab coat, Chen Yun sat down at her desk and turned to admire the rain scene outside the window.
Looking out the window, you can see the kindergarten across the street, with colorful patterns painted on its iron gate.
A large group of parents gathered at the door to see their children off. A slender figure holding a blue umbrella squeezed out from the crowd, her light blue dress swaying gently with her steps in the rain.
Zuo Lingling...
The deputy factory director's sister-in-law wasn't the most famous; she had another identity that resonated throughout the entire factory... she was the second wife of Gao Cheng, the deputy head of the security department.
Zuo Lingling has a husband and children in the city. It is said that before the factory moved to Panshui County, the two had an ambiguous relationship. In order to be with Gao Cheng, she insisted on selling her job to support the Third Front construction.
She later divorced her husband in the city, participated in barefoot doctor training, and started working at the health center of Hongri Machinery Factory. The two finally got married as they had wished.
Regardless of her private life, Chen Yun didn't have much ill will towards her.
Although Zuo Lingling lacks real talent and ability, she has the advantage of being clear-headed and having a very proper understanding of her position.
He never participated in any awards or competitions at the health center; he just honestly coasted along in the center.
In her own words, "If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job."
He always treated the original owner, Zuo Lingling, with courtesy, and would occasionally bring her a prescription to ask if there was anything that needed to be corrected.
As the sound of high heels approached, a rough curse suddenly rang out from next door.
"Opening the window in the pouring rain? Did someone get their head smashed by a rifle butt? If they didn't know how to adapt on the battlefield, they'd be dead already..."
The room wasn't soundproof; you could hear even the furious whispers from the next room.
Ye Yuanjun's catchphrase: "You guys don't know anything."
In his eyes, Chen Yun and Ye Lingling knew nothing and were just a burden on the battlefield.
Chen Yun often heard the sounds of him arguing with patients next door and banging on the table. He was short-tempered and easily angered.
"Aunt Jiang!"
After cursing in the office, Ye Yuanjun opened the door and roared into the lobby.
"Dr. Ye, you're getting angry first thing in the morning..."
Ye Lingling's voice, still tinged with laughter, abruptly stopped the moment she opened her office door.
Another melodious female voice was added to the list of people who called Aunt Jiang to mop the floor.
Although he wasn't very popular, among the few, Chen Yun was still considered a "pillar" of the health center compared to the other two.
The hospital director had to rely on Chen Yun to generate revenue for the health center, so not only was his salary high, but his office conditions were also much better than those of the two next door.
After listening for a while and having nothing to do, Chen Yun picked up the kettle on the cabinet to get some hot water.
Of course... getting hot water was just an excuse; I really wanted to find out how Yang Haiping's situation was being handled.
Yang Haiping is, after all, a hospital nurse, and the results of the investigation should be issued and posted on the hospital's bulletin board.
Good morning, Dr. Chen.
As soon as I pushed open the door, I bumped into Zuo Lingling, who was standing to one side with her hands in her pockets.
The other person greeted her with a smile, and Chen Yun returned the smile.
Good morning, Dr. Zuo.
Beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyes seemed to hold pools of spring water, with slightly upturned corners, and every gesture she made seemed to have a hook in them.
Zuo Lingling's appearance is undoubtedly striking, but it doesn't quite fit the current aesthetic trends.
"Standing and sitting improperly, not even..." Ye Yuanjun managed to keep the rest of his sentence from coming out. He moved his lips a few times and turned away with disdain.
Ye Yuanjun was old-fashioned and disliked any female comrade who put effort into her clothing and appearance.
Ye Lingling happens to be the kind of woman who spends most of her salary on clothes and shoes, so it would be strange if Ye Yuanjun gave her a friendly look.
"Hello, Dr. Ye," Chen Yun said.
Regardless of whether Ye Yuanjun responded or not, he nodded to Zuo Lingling after speaking and continued walking towards the water room.
"Dr. Chen, wait for me. The office is flooded and I can't come to work for a while. Since you have nothing to do, why don't you tell us about Yang Haiping?"
Seeing that Aunt Jiang wouldn't be coming out of Ye Yuanjun's office anytime soon, Ye Lingling grabbed a water bottle and followed Chen Yun.
Chen Yun stopped at the nurses' station and explained the whole story.
"I thought Yang Haiping had only resold a few industrial stamps at most, but I never imagined she would be so bold as to resell stamps!"
The implication of that statement is... I had no intention of harming her.
"If you ask me, she deserved it." Nurse Duan Yun gave a short, cold laugh, picked up the register from the table, and opened it: "Last time she tricked me with industrial tickets from the county town, making my husband and I take a special trip to the provincial capital, only to make a wasted trip!"
Duan Yun said that Chen Yun had also heard about this incident, since the two almost got into a fight in the hall and the content of their argument was mentioned to some extent.
Industrial tickets were also graded. Nationwide tickets, as the name suggests, could be used in state-owned stores nationwide. Provincial and county tickets had fixed areas of use, and were much cheaper on the black market.
Yang Haiping sold the county's industrial tickets at the price of nationally valid tickets, determined that Duan Yun wouldn't dare report her, so she turned her back on him after the one-off deal was done.
The two had a serious falling out, and now that Yang Haiping was in great trouble, Duan Yun was happier than anyone else.
"The factory's compensation is just a single dormitory room?" Zuo Lingling quickly caught up on Chen Yun's mention of moving and asked in shock.
"I was lucky that a new building was being constructed at the right time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to live here," Chen Yun said modestly, but in a way, he was admitting it.
"..."
"That's really lucky!" Li Hongmei, who is also single, said with envy.
Whether you're married or not, who wouldn't envy those who get a new house?
Strangely enough, while everyone was envious, no one took any dark thoughts to heart.
Chen Yun's interpersonal relationships were simply too simple and shallow; even if she wanted to think about things in a more complex way, she couldn't find anyone to talk to.
"Does Dr. Zuo know the outcome of Yang Haiping's case?" Chen Yun asked.
“People from the county came and took them away; our factory has no authority to dispose of them,” Zuo Lingling replied succinctly.
“The city cracks down on speculation and profiteering very strictly, but they turn a blind eye to it in our remote mountain village. If you want to buy anything good in the future, it’s best to ask Captain Gao for help.”
No one cared about Yang Haiping's fate. Duan Yun changed the subject and started sharing with the others the milk soap that Gao Ming had recently brought back.
Gao Ming was quite a celebrity at the Hongri Machinery Factory.
Chen Yun couldn't help but sigh.
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