It would be great if the factory doctor could cure it.

 Factory doctors and surgical treatments do not cost the workers any money. They go directly to the factory for financial reimbursement. Only the internal medicine department pays for the medicine themselves.

Therefore, Zhang Yan can treat traumatic injuries such as dislocations. Although it is inconspicuous, it is very important to their loading and unloading team and can save a lot of money.

 Captain Zhao was afraid of offending Zhang Yan.

“It’s okay, Captain Zhao also cares about the workers, I understand! I’ll give you a sick leave note in a moment. You can rest for three days!” Zhang Yan said with a generous smile.

 The sick leave note is the factory doctor’s greatest right. If you have a sick leave note, you will be able to take leave without any salary deduction.

 “Thank you, doctor!” Captain Zhao and worker Lao Liu took the sick leave note and left with great gratitude.

“Doctor Zhang, you are so amazing, you can even treat dislocations!” A young nurse, with a flushed face, looked at Zhang Yan with admiration in her big eyes.

“Joint dislocation, this is a minor injury, and the treatment is very simple!” Zhang Yan smiled nonchalantly.

 But I feel very proud in my heart.

 A little show-off.

"Ding!

  Quickly treat shoulder joint dislocation, reward: 10 experience points, five catties of food stamps. Note: The physical reward has been distributed to the dormitory package column. "

 One pound of food stamps, not bad.

  In 1956, the ticket supply system was implemented.

 Grain supply was rationed. Zhang Yan was in the cadre establishment. The monthly grain ration was thirty-two catties and the workers’ ration was thirty-eight catties.

　One catty of food stamps is equal to one-thirty-second of his monthly ration, which is quite a lot, and people need to be satisfied.

 Zhang Yan washed his hands and returned to his office. "Doctor Zhang, you are really amazing. You can do stitches and set bones."

“Yes, he is tall, handsome, and makes a lot of money. Anyone who marries Dr. Zhang will be blessed.”

"Okay, don't think about it. Dr. Zhang has great vision, but he doesn't look down on us." Several young nurses whispered in the treatment room.

“How do you know that Dr. Zhang looks down on us?”

“It’s just that you didn’t see that Dr. Zhang spoke to me very gently, always with a smile.” A young nurse with double ponytails said with longing on her face.

“Come on! Dr. Zhang always smiles when he sees everyone, and speaks more gently to patients.” Another tall nurse said soberly.
Chapter completed!