Chapter 149: Low-profile Celestial Dragon, Ungrateful, and on a Business Trip...
Even Shu Jinyue, a woman, thought he was cruel. The other men looked at Xiao Ling as if he were a warrior, and Ling's father... um, as if they were an idiot.
"You are so confused! How can you use Fengyoujing!"
Xiao Ling's eyes flickered, like a frightened deer, innocent and aggrieved: "But, but I told you, you said it's okay, told me not to think too much, not to look at the calendar, I have no choice."
Ling's father swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. Yes, he was still a child, what did he know? He had asked him, and it was he, as a father, who had not fulfilled his responsibilities.
"Don't you feel the pain?" Liu Jinbu asked weakly.
Xiao Ling nodded with a pale face, "It hurts. I regretted it after applying it for a while. I wanted to wash it off, but it was useless."
Director Jin was a little confused. "What President Shu meant was that his swelling was related to the Fengyoujing (Chinese medicinal essence) application? But as we all know, the main ingredients of Fengyoujing are menthol, camphor, and eucalyptus oil, all of which are volatile substances. Even if some of them can be absorbed through the mucous membrane, they have long been metabolized and will not remain in the local area for so long, right?"
It doesn't make sense to say that the swelling was caused by the stimulation of Fengyoujing, at least he thinks it is impossible. Because there is a term in clinical medicine called "blood drug concentration". It has been such a long time, and the blood drug concentration is basically negligible. However, his testicles have been getting bigger day by day in the past few days. It doesn't make sense.
Shu Jinyue glanced at the innocent Xiao Ling and nodded, "Director Jin is right. The Fengyoujing has been metabolized long ago. The patient's swelling actually has little to do with the Fengyoujing."
"Then why are you asking this in such a mysterious way?" Nephew Jin was a little unhappy. He suspected that Shu Jinyue was just trying to find something to talk about and showing off.
Liu Jinbu glared at him. "Asking about the patient's medical history and treatment process is the most basic requirement for a doctor to consult. Don't you even understand this? How did you get your diploma?"
Nephew Jin opened his mouth. It was hard to refute this statement. This should be... the process written in the textbook, right? He wasn't quite sure, but if he said he didn't understand, wouldn't that expose his abilities and "graduation certificate"?
It is also a "good story" to tell. Nephew Jin is not a graduate of a medical school. He has not been a good student since he was a child. After graduating from junior high school, he failed the entrance exams to technical secondary school and high school. He was about to have no books to read. But his parents were cadres in the textile system, and the textile industry was booming at that time with a bright future. His parents used their connections to send him to the most popular textile technical secondary school at that time.
Next, as long as he learns some real skills in the textile technical secondary school, he will definitely be assigned to a large factory with good performance after graduation. He will be more than qualified to be an ordinary worker, and maybe even become a middle-level cadre when he reaches middle age.
Unfortunately, he spent several years in technical secondary school but learned nothing, and even graduation became a problem. His parents used their connections to barely get him a diploma, but right after graduation, the state-owned textile factories were impacted by township enterprises. Textile factories with poor performance went bankrupt one after another, and the originally planned path to work in a factory was no longer feasible, so he hurriedly came to his third uncle for help.
My third uncle is the head of a department in the municipal hospital. If he works harder, he might be able to become the vice president. He does have a way. He first arranged for my nephew to study in the municipal health school in the name of a hospital employee's family member. This is in line with the principle of taking care of the children of employees' families. It is also a technical secondary school, and the academic qualifications are equal. Unfortunately, my nephew's ability is really limited, so he can only be arranged in the nursing class.
After studying in the nursing class for one year, Director Jin took the lead in proposing at the city's health work conference that nursing students could also learn clinical medicine, and even switching from nursing majors to clinical medicine would help cultivate a group of high-quality cross-disciplinary medical talents. He even took Haicheng in Beijing as an example, saying that medical schools in large cities have such precedents, and that foreign countries attach great importance to this training path. The successful cases in developed countries have shown that talents trained in this way are better able to adapt to work and are more inclusive than those who graduated from clinical medicine majors in traditional medical schools. Anyway, I don't know how this proposal was passed in the end.
Then, Jin's nephew, who had the lowest grades, was successfully transferred to the clinical class as an "excellent nursing student" and stayed there for another half a year.
At this time, Director Jin pointed out that the department was short of staff and needed to recruit some young and energetic medical students who had mastered the latest theoretical knowledge to help. Those who performed particularly well could be given the treatment of early graduation and regularization.
So, naturally, nephew Jin, who could not even graduate from a textile technical secondary school, became a formal doctor in the respiratory department of the municipal hospital through legal and compliant procedures.
But the path planned by Director Jin for him went far beyond that. He often told his nephew earnestly that he was really tired after working in clinical practice all his life. He didn't earn much money and was exhausted. If he wanted to work harder, he would work in administration and become an official.
After becoming a formal doctor, he doesn't need to stand out too much, and he doesn't need to have many real medical skills, because Director Jin will assign him to a group of honest doctors who are diligent, responsible, quiet and have good medical skills. He only needs to do some unimportant work, and the real clinical treatment will be done by honest people. During this period, he needs to keep a low profile, don't interrupt or reveal anything about professional techniques he doesn't understand. He only needs to gain experience in clinical practice for a few years, and try to get opportunities to perform and show his face in important occasions and in front of leaders. Plus, he has some connections. Before he retires, he can send his nephew on an administrative career, and after a few years, he can be transferred to the Health Bureau. Isn't that better than being a slave doctor in the clinic?
If he could perform better in the Health Bureau and find a capable father-in-law, it would not be impossible for him to be transferred to a core department or to be in charge of a local government. After a few years, wouldn't he be promoted step by step?
Director Jin knows his own limitations. He is neither good nor bad at treating patients, and there is nothing outstanding about him. However, he has been in business for so many years that he has connections in all walks of life, so he can be of use when he needs help.
It can be said that this road was paved by Director Jin with his many years of clinical experience, so his nephew Jin was repeatedly warned by him to keep a low profile, and he remembered it clearly.
At this moment, he was quite regretful for what he had just said to Shu Jinyue. If he killed the plan that his uncle had been planning for so long, his family would not let him off easily.
He was quite flexible. "I'm sorry, Dean Shu. I was just in a hurry and said the wrong thing. Please don't mind it."
Shu Jinyue was so busy thinking that she didn't expect that there was a low-profile version of a Tianlong man standing in front of her. She was just observing Xiao Ling's expression and his facial features.
Xiao Ling is about 1.8 meters tall, thin, tall, with fair skin, delicate features, and looks gentle and bookish. At first glance, he is the kind of "other people's child" who is relatively obedient.
Liu Jinbu said that the child had very good grades and if he had not applied to a military academy, he would have been a good candidate for a key domestic university. His parents did not even look down on schools like Shilan University.
"Did you eat anything special in the two months before you became ill?"
Xiao Ling shook his head.
"Have you ever done any strenuous exercise?"
Shake your head.
"Have you come into contact with anyone, especially someone who is sick or unwell?"
Xiao Ling still shook his head. Shu Jinyue observed his expression carefully. He looked a little confused and a little scared, but he didn't seem to be lying. So what caused the swelling?
She thought for a moment and said, "I need to ask again, do you have any sexual history recently?"
Father Ling's eyes widened. "Doctor Shu, my son is still a high school student. He is law-abiding and studies hard. He knows nothing and is still a child. How could he have this? I have already said it is not a sexually transmitted disease. You have also checked so many things and ruled them all out. Why do you keep asking me questions over and over again? Do you know that this kind of questioning is a humiliation to my son? You are hurting him with a trumped-up charge!"
"Our Ling family has a clean family tradition, and we are upright people. Your repeated questioning is not only doubting my son's character, but also questioning our education level! How old is your child? Do you have experience in educating children? On what basis do you question us? If you do this again, I will complain to your superior department."
What a righteous statement, what a serious exaggeration.
Shu Jinyue was indifferent and didn't even look at him. She just looked at Xiao Ling. He lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly. It was unclear whether he was really "hurt" by Jinyue's question or frightened by his father's urgent words.
"Comrade Ling, I respect your right to know as a family member of the patient, but please also respect my freedom and right to practice medicine. I am only following the formal procedures to inquire about the patient's medical history. There is no subjectivity involved, and I am not prying into personal privacy that is irrelevant to the development of the disease. If you interfere with my consultation and miss any information, resulting in a misdiagnosis or missed diagnosis, can you bear the responsibility?"
Father Ling snorted coldly, "That depends on whether you can treat the disease. In front of Director Jin, what you asked is useless at all. It has nothing to do with the condition at all."
At this time, if Director Jin was an upright and impartial person, he should agree with Shu Jinyue's point of view and try to smooth things over.
Unfortunately, he was not. He was just like the old Chinese doctor Qi back then. He stood there calmly and looked like he was thinking, as if he didn't hear that others were mentioning him.
Shu Jinyue was really angry, both because of the Ling family's unreasonable behavior and because of this colleague who "had nothing to do with it". Even if she was a clay figure, she still had some clay qualities. In order to help Liu Jinbu, she had been tolerating the Ling family's parents. But even at this point, the Ling family still didn't believe her. If she continued to endure it with a shameless face, others would really think she was a mediocre doctor with no skills and no temper.
Love whoever you want, she won’t accompany you anymore!
"Okay, you don't need it, right? That's what you said, so I'll leave first."
Liu Jinbu was also very annoyed. It was one thing for him to want to do a favor, but seeing Jin Yue being bullied again and again, he was so angry that he was about to burst out with hundreds of curse words in his heart, "Let's go, let's go, we don't care about this matter, who cares."
He took two steps, looked back at the calm uncle and nephew of Director Jin, and suddenly sneered, "Then you can go find someone else. If you have the guts, never come to our Dean Shu."
It’s not that he looks down on Director Jin. If he could cure it, he would have done it long ago. Why would he have to wait until now?
Liu Jinbu was still angry until he reached the hospital gate. "I'm sorry for you today. I made you suffer from my anger. This will never happen again. I won't care about your sister-in-law's affairs anymore."
After coming out, Jin Yue was not so angry anymore, "Alright, Brother Liu, it's not a big deal, my sister-in-law is helpless, you should be more considerate of her."
Liu Jinbu himself has no ambition to succeed. He just wants a wife and children, and a salary to feed them. His wife is ambitious. Although she has no background and no connections, she has relied on her own abilities to work her way up from a clerk in a delicatessen to a middle-level leader in the supply and marketing system. Now that she is neither too old nor too young, she can only either work as a middle-level manager until retirement or hold her breath and make a breakthrough.
There was nothing wrong in pushing Liu Jinbu forward for the sake of her own career. Husband and wife are one and it is natural for them to help each other. She just didn't expect the illness to be so complicated and the Ling family to be so stubborn.
"Brother Liu, there's no need to send me off. Go back. Don't worry about this. I'm really not angry with you." She was just angry at her colleague, an "authoritative" expert with the right to speak, who did not speak fairly and impartially for her, a young doctor.
"This is good. It's not like I've gained nothing. At least I can see Director Jin's true face." More than ten years ago, Xu Duan reminded her that this person could not be trusted and should not be made close friends. Although she did not have a close friend with him, every time Director Jin encountered a difficult problem, she would put down what she was doing as soon as he called her and rush to become a non-staff expert.
Over the years, Jin Yue couldn't count how many times he had run there, and he believed that he had helped him solve many problems. Even if he had no credit, he had worked hard, but he just stood by and watched at this time.
This person is not only cunning, but also a good-for-nothing, without any "human touch" at all.
Liu Jinbu was so angry that he cursed loudly: "This bastard is such a piece of shit. You used to run around for him and you were so busy that you didn't even have time to eat lunch. He didn't even treat you to a meal. Now you are still so... so... fuck! What an ungrateful ungrateful bastard!"
Jin Yue did not regret going to help. She must have gone because she wanted to in her heart. She went for the patients, for those ordinary people who were suffering and on the verge of death, not for Director Jin's face.
"Forget it, it's all in the past, there's no need to be angry."
Liu Jinbu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, let's go, I'll treat you to a meal. You like the braised pork at Limin Restaurant, right? Let's go and have a meal together."
Shu Jinyue politely declined. She was not short of money, but Liu Jinbu's children were growing up and needed to go to school, get married, buy a house, and work. Everything would cost a lot of money, so there was no need for him to spend the money.
Seeing that she really didn't want to go, Liu Jinbu didn't force her, "Okay, then you should go back soon, and come to the company when you have time, okay."
After the two of them parted, Shu Jinyue drove home. She was busy seeing the doctor and was indeed very hungry. If she hadn't come to the municipal hospital, she would have eaten and taken a nap at this time.
When he got home, the front and back yards were very quiet. Jin Yue was puzzled, "Where are the children?"
"They fell asleep. They just had a popsicle and felt sleepy after a few bites of lunch. I took off their shoes and let them sleep."
"Dad, you can't spoil them too much and let them eat everything. This weather is not suitable for eating popsicles."
"I know, I know. Come and eat quickly. I've heated up the food for you." Teacher Shu was also very sleepy and dozed off while sitting under the eaves.
Jin Yue told him not to wait and to go to sleep for a while. She would wash the dishes herself after eating. Even if she didn't have time to wash them, the two nannies would wash them if they saw them.
Today's lunch is bitter melon scrambled eggs, tofu with green onions, and a corn and pork ribs soup. It is light and nutritious, with not many seasonings, and you can still taste the original flavor of the food. Jin Yue likes it very much and finishes it in one go.
She had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she didn't go to the hospital. After waking up from a nap, she read a book in the study. The children had woken up and were running around the yard. The smallest ones, Moon and Star, couldn't run fast enough, so they just crawled on the ground to chase them.
Teacher Shu didn't let them climb, for fear that their clothes would get dirty. But he couldn't control children. The more he chased them, the more excited they became. They climbed very fast and their clothes got dirty in a short while... There were laughter, shouting and scolding, and for a moment, the yard was as lively as New Year's Day.
At this time, Xu Duan came back, followed by a chubby little boy.
The little fat boy is Yao Qingqing and Mo Shuyi's family, living in the same alley. He likes to come to the Shu family to play. He calls "Auntie" when he enters the door, and then goes to find his brothers and sisters. "Zhao Ping'an, I heard that you have a yellow poplar tree at home, where is it?"
"Here, we'll plant it here, and next year you can come to my house to eat Huang Pao!"
"I've eaten it a long time ago. Last time, my mother saw an old lady carrying a basket selling huangpao on her way home from get off work. She looked so pitiful, so her mother bought all the huangpao and let the old lady go home early. Mm, mm, there are so many of them. They are sour and sweet and super delicious!" He was not to be outdone.
Zhao Ping'an's desire to win was aroused, and he waved his hands and "swore" loudly: "Of course, when I grow up, I will sell Huangpao and plant many Huangpao trees. I will not go to work every day, and I will sell Huangpao every day, selling the sweetest, largest and most delicious Huangpao, so that everyone in the city will come to me to buy Huangpao..."
Shu Jinyue burst into laughter. Two years ago he said he wanted to be a policeman, and his mother was worried about it for a long time. But this year he ended up selling yellow bubbles. He really has a promising future.
Xu Duan called her into the house and said, "I have something to discuss with you. I have to go on a business trip for a while."
Jin Yue put away the smile on his face and asked, "Where are we going?"
"To the north, we may have to go to Su country."
Going to Suguo at this critical moment, Jin Yue had to worry, was it your own work needs, or... "Aunt Hu's arrangement?
Xu Duan knew what she meant. "It's probably a combination of both. I heard from someone that the Jin brothers are planning to build a car production line over there and bring it back to Country H. I want one too."
When he said "want", he smiled.
Shu Jinyue looked at the fine lines at the corners of his eyes and smiled. After several years of accumulation, his auto parts production capacity has been ranked among the top ten in the country. The companies ahead of him are all state-owned large factories with strong strength. But as an ambitious man, with the size of a private enterprise, he would not be satisfied with just being in the top ten. He wanted to be a leader, and a leader that could produce cars independently, rather than just making parts for various car manufacturers, working hard to produce a bunch of "scraps" and earning money through hard-earned money.
The key point is that this hard-earned money is not enough to buy a car abroad.
"If we can get the Soviet Union's automobile production line, it will not be a simple production line, but a complete automobile factory. Buying their full set of equipment and production drawings, even if we just start from the most basic and cheapest, it will be a qualitative leap."
Shu Jinyue didn't quite understand, so he smiled and said, "Do you know the GAZ car?"
"Of course I know. There are many of them on the streets now. I also know that this is a Soviet brand. Wait... Could it be that the Jin brothers are targeting the GAZ factory this time?"
Xu Duan laughed so hard that his chest heaved. "GAZ car is what we Long people call it. The manufacturer is Gorky Automobile Factory. You know Gorky, right?"
Shu Jinyue glared at him. Anyone who has read the trilogy knew this. He was just bullying her because she didn't study hard when she was a child. She would never make the same mistake that Uncle Mao made in loving Lian again.
This glaring expression was inexplicably adorable, and Xu Duan loved it so much that he hugged her in his arms, pressing her tightly so tightly that they could feel each other's heartbeats.
He sighed contentedly: "Susu."
"Didn't we agree not to call you that normally? It's so annoying."
"Susu."
If he continued to yell, Jin Yue's bones would become soft. A group of children were still playing outside. Jin Yue pinched him and said, "Let's get on with the business."
Xu Duan coughed lightly. "The Gorky Automobile Factory is the largest automobile factory in the Soviet Union and a well-deserved red industrial giant. Many of our domestic cars, even the special cars that leaders rode in the first ten years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, were produced by them. They still occupy a very important position in the international automobile field."
"Ah? If it's that powerful, it won't go bankrupt and have to sell off all its property, right?"
"Yes, so the company that is to be sold is definitely not the main factory, but a subsidiary of it, called Ohm Automobile Factory, which produces Ohm cars."
"Ohm? Why haven't I heard of it?" Although Jin Yue didn't know much about cars, she still recognized the cars running on the streets. She had really never heard of this brand.
"Because the factory has been closed." Xu Duan sat opposite her and closed her book. "This brand is actually also from the Gorky Factory, but not many people know about it because it only produced cars for nine years in the 1950s. Later, the factory was sold to a Soviet state-owned group, which mainly produces some low-end and mid-range cars. Gradually, even many Soviet people don't know this brand anymore."
You know, in the beginning, Ohm specialized in producing high-end cars and luxury cars. The Ohm cars they produced in those nine years were representatives of top luxury cars.
"How grand?"
"Let's put it this way. Back then, the monthly salary of an ordinary Soviet worker was 60 rubles, which was about 700 rubles a year. The production cost of an Ohm car alone was 40,000 rubles."
Shu Jinyue opened his mouth and said, this is too expensive! The price at which a car is sold is not the cost price. The profits of the factory and each link must also be taken into account. The selling price is definitely much higher than 40,000 rubles, which is equivalent to a worker working for 70 years without eating or drinking to be able to afford an Ohm car! Workers must also ensure that they are alive and can work for such a long time!
If this price is not considered a luxury car, Shu Jinyue doesn’t know what a luxury car is.
"This car was specially provided for the ministerial-level leaders of the Soviet Union at that time."
“Then why did the factory shut down?”
Xu Duan sighed, "This involves a lot of political issues, and it has something to do with the leaders of their country at the time and the political movements. It's hard to explain in a short time. Anyway, this car has rarely been seen on the market since the factory was discontinued. There are probably less than 30,000 units in the world."
"In the eyes of some car collectors, this car is very classic and has great collection value, so its price has been driven up very high. However, few people know that the workers and factories that once produced it have fallen to the point where they have to take on some low-end car OEM business to maintain their workers' wages. There were even a few years when they could not even pay their wages."
A socialist superpower is about to be disbanded. Those large factories with important value will still be able to be preserved by the state, but these small factories with little reputation and difficulty in survival will be sold off. After learning about this, the Kim Hyun Joong brothers also took a fancy to their complete production line and production process manufacturing drawings, and wanted to take this big fat sheep home.
"I'm going to be away for a long time this time, and sometimes I may not even be able to get through on the phone. You stay at home and be safe. I will ask Li Zhongyong and Zhang Shouyi to stay with the child. You should also be careful. I want to find a bodyguard for you. What do you think?"
Shu Jinyue thought to herself that as an adult, it was unnecessary. But seeing the worry in his eyes, she held back her words and said, "Okay."
"I believe you can handle the small matters. Wenming is at home and can help. If there is something you can't solve, go find Jiang Weijun and Yang Guodong. I have already greeted them. You are very familiar with Jiang Weijun, so don't be polite to them. If they can't solve it, they still have Old Master Jiang behind them."
Xu Duan paused, "You may not be that familiar with Yang Guodong, but don't worry, he is also a very good brother of mine..." He paused again, perhaps thinking of Shu Jinyue's twisted personality, and still worried, "If you are really embarrassed to find him, then go find my elder brother and his wife. You won't be embarrassed about this, right?"
Jin Yue blushed, "Oh, okay, okay, are you annoying? Why do you sound so daddy-like? You arrange everything for me so strictly. I'm not a giant baby."
***
He did what he said. The next day at noon, Xu Duan brought a young girl to the hospital to see her. "This is Ge Hong."
Ge Hong looks to be about 27 or 28 years old, a little over 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall in Shilan Province. He has a well-proportioned body, an oval face, black hair, brown eyes, and lips of moderate thickness. He looks honest and good-looking.
To find such a suitable candidate, Shu Jinyue didn't believe that he had come up with the idea on a whim. He must have been looking for him for a long time. He just happened to catch up with the trip to Su State this time. Even if he didn't go, he would bring the person to her at the right time.
It was all Wang Matt's fault. He always told Xu Duan about the kidnapping and murder cases in Hong Kong City, such as the children of wealthy men being kidnapped, but the people were killed even after they were paid, or big stars being kidnapped to make restricted films, which left them with lifelong trauma and caused them to commit suicide... He told Xu Duan about it as a topic of conversation, but Xu Duan took it to heart.
Just as she was thinking, the girl stretched out her hand, "Hello, my name is Ge Hong."
Jin Yue shook hands with her and felt that her fingers were not very thick, nor did they have any calluses. Her nails were trimmed very short, and she was wearing an ordinary watch, which made her look ordinary even when she was walking on the street.
"Ge Hong is not good at firearms and attacking, but close combat, reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance. She has strong observation skills. You can trust her."
Shu Jinyue smiled at Ge Hong and asked, "Are you married?"
"No, my job is not suitable for dating, but don't worry, being single does not affect my work."
Shu Jinyue smiled. She could tell that Ge Hong was a girl with quick thinking and clear ideas. She also had strong fighting skills. There shouldn't be many men in the world that she could look up to.
"Yes, there are not many, and Mr. Xu happens to be one of them." Ge Hong said lightly.
Shu Jinyue was stunned. She swore that what she just said was just a complaint in her mind and she never said it out loud. But how did Ge Hong know it? Could she read minds?
Xu Duan laughed, "It's not that she can read minds, it's that your emotions are too obvious, and she happens to be observant. You will know after working together for a long time."
Of course, in addition to these abilities, Ge Hong can also drive. "Assign her the room next to the two aunts. She will accompany you to and from get off work in the future. She will drive the car, and you can also take a nap in the car."
As both a bodyguard and a driver, Shu Jinyue thought that the money was well spent... Well, of course, she didn't know how much "money" Xu Duan spent to find such a talent as Ge Hong.
The two introduced themselves. Jin Yue didn't have much to arrange. She was usually on the fourth floor of the hospital, either seeing patients or working in the office. But Ge Hong was not a doctor, so it was difficult to arrange it so that it would not affect her work and at the same time keep her by her side as Xu Duan said.
"Ge Hong, what is your educational background?"
"undergraduate."
Shu Jinyue exclaimed "Ah", extremely surprised. You have to know that university undergraduates in this era are truly top students, and they are guaranteed jobs. Why would they come to be bodyguards for an ordinary person like you? This is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, which is a waste of talent.
"But I went to the People's Public Security University. After graduation, I did not become a police officer for personal reasons." Ge Hong seemed to see through her thoughts and explained.
He is a top student among all the top students. He is here to be his bodyguard. Jin Yue said weakly, "This is such a waste of talent."
"It's okay. Mr. Xu gives a lot."
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