"Oh, so many people?"
Zhou Yueting looked very surprised: "Everyone says Xihua Hospital is the best hospital in our province. I didn't expect there are so many doctors. I don't know how many times bigger it is than our county hospital."
"Our county hospital is only a Class B hospital, while Xihua Hospital is a Class 3A hospital. Its overall strength ranks among the top ten in the country. How can we compare?"
A passerby laughed and interjected, stopping at the door and saying, "Yun Heng is really promising. He's a doctor at Xihua Hospital. Among the young people in our village, Yun Heng has the best job. He has a bright future."
"What do you mean by promising future? Being a doctor is hard work. I don't even have much time off in a year."
Zhou Yueting deliberately spoke loudly to Yun Heng just now, actually just to let everyone in the village know that her son is a doctor at Xihua Hospital.
Now that someone has interrupted, Zhou Yueting knows how to be humble and follow the situation. Of course, this kind of humility is just a deeper form of pretense.
"It's a bit busy, but it's basically a stable job. As long as you don't make any mistakes, it will be yours for life."
The visitor said with a smile, "Besides, Xihua Hospital is the best hospital in our province. If Yun Heng can become a director or something like that at Xihua Hospital, our villagers won't have to wait in line to see a doctor anymore."
"That's all nonsense. To become a director, you have to be at least 40 or 50 years old." The smile on Zhou Yueting's face was as bright as a blooming flower.
"Hey, Yun Heng is back?"
"Ah, Hengheng!"
This is how it is in the countryside. If there is no one at someone's door, it will always be empty. If there is someone at the door, more and more people will gather soon.
Zhou Yueting was picking vegetables at the door and talking to Yun Heng. Passersby stopped to look, and gradually more and more people came here. Soon there were seven or eight people standing at the door of Yun Heng's house.
"Brother Feng, Xiaoshe, come and smoke, smoke."
Yun Tianxue came out of the house, took out a box of cigarettes, and hurriedly distributed cigarettes to the people at the door.
After becoming a supervisor a few days ago, Yun Tianxue put on the clothes that Yun Heng and Yun Yu bought for him when they went to Xihua City. He didn't have to work, and since he was a supervisor, he didn't have to worry about getting his new clothes dirty or worn out.
When Yun Tianxue came back, he was also wearing the same outfit, and the Huazi he was holding was given to him by Chen Wansan when he left last night.
"Yeah, Huazi."
Someone said with a smile: "Brother Tian Xue, you have become rich. Looking at your clothes, you must have spent a lot of money. You even smoke like a cigarette."
"Tian Xue's clothes are nice, they don't look cheap."
"Xiaoyun bought them all. I normally wouldn't be willing to spend them."
Yun Tianxue smiled and said, "This cigarette was given to me by my third brother last night. I couldn't bear to buy it myself."
"Tian Xue is blessed now. His son and daughter are grown up, and Yun Heng is a doctor at Xihua Hospital. He is the only master's student in our village. From now on, Tian Xue and Yue Ting, you two will enjoy the good life together."
A group of people were smoking nearby, talking to each other.
No matter how you feel about your fellow villagers, you always have to say nice things in front of them.
Of course, some people felt jealous and asked Yun Heng in a sarcastic tone while smoking, "Heng Heng, which department are you in at Xihua Hospital?"
“I’m a Chinese medicine practitioner.”
Yun Heng is a man of few words, and he hasn't come back often in recent years. When he comes back, he only stays for one or two days. Although they are from the same village, they haven't had much contact with each other for several years. He sits on the side and doesn't interrupt, and only answers when someone asks him a question.
"Traditional Chinese Medicine, isn't it difficult to learn?"
"Yes, Chinese medicine is much more difficult to learn than Western medicine. The Chinese medicine practitioners who are even slightly skilled are usually in their fifties or sixties."
"These days, being a doctor or surgeon is the most popular thing. You can easily scare someone to death by performing an operation."
"Yeah, someone from our village had a heart stent done at Xihua Hospital two years ago, and it cost over 200,000 yuan."
The villagers talked in a random manner and could say a few words about any topic. In an instant, the topic of seven or eight people shifted from what department Yun Heng was in to what kind of doctors were popular nowadays, and then to the current medical problems, such as how difficult it was to see a doctor and how people could not afford serious illnesses.
While seven or eight people were talking here, more people came over. More and more people gathered in front of Yun Heng's house.
Today is Qingming Festival, and many people have already returned. There are many people in the village, and there is not much work to do at this time of year. Everyone is waiting to visit the graves and worship their ancestors. The original seven or eight people have become more than ten people.
As a large group of people were talking, a Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of Yun Heng's house and Chen Wansan got out of the car.
"Hey, third brother!"
"Is the Third Brother here to give benefits to the workers?"
Some people were laughing and joking.
"Third brother!"
Yun Tianxue also hurried to meet him.
"Yes, it's a welfare benefit."
Chen Wansan walked to the back of the car with a smile, opened the trunk, took out a pack of cigarettes, and also picked up a few pounds of meat.
"Lao Yun, come here, take the things, I won't go in."
"How can this be done?" Yun Tianxue waved his hands hurriedly.
"That's a bit awkward, isn't it?"
Chen Wansan was a little unhappy: "We have been together for so many years. I took care of you in the past, and you took care of me in the future. These are actually gifts from others."
As he spoke, Chen Wansan forced the things into Yun Tianxue's hands, then greeted Yun Heng with a smile: "Hengheng, shall I come to pick you and your dad up tomorrow morning?"
"Well, thank you, Third Uncle." Yun Heng nodded and thanked him.
"Okay, I'll be leaving first."
As Chen Wansan spoke, he got back into the car and the Mercedes-Benz drove away.
The large group of people standing at the door of Yun Heng's house were a little confused. Was this Chen Laosan really here to give out benefits?
I've never seen Chen Laosan so generous before.
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