Zhang Yan returned to the office, washed his hands, and started studying.

 The work of the factory hospital is so simple and unpretentious.

The surgery department is very busy. There are only two or three patients every day, and sometimes there is not even a single patient in a day.

 Unlike the internal medicine department, workers basically come to see the doctor and get medicine every day.

Although internal medicine treatment costs money, the price is cheaper than going to the hospital, which is also a benefit to employees.

 Zhang Yan enjoys this kind of life very much. He is not busy with work and can devote more time to study.

"Practical Surgery" is based on Zhang Yan's knowledge base, but many knowledge points in it are wrong.

 However, in this era, "Practical Surgery" is already the most practical surgical book he can find.

 Although there are some wrong knowledge points, it does not prevent Zhang Yan from learning the surgical knowledge.

 After all, most of it is correct.

 I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Zhang Yan feels that his concentration in learning and his ability to comprehend have improved a lot compared to before time travel.

 Such a boring surgery, Zhang Yan actually watched it with gusto and was very immersed in it.

  Time passes unconsciously.

“Doctor Zhang, it’s time for lunch!”

 Until the nurse came in and called him, it was time for lunch.

 The sound of the radio also sounded outside.

 “Ding!

  The host reads "Practical Surgery" with full concentration for one hour, and is rewarded with 10 experience points, 1 yuan in cash, and 2 catties of food stamps.

 Understand vascular suturing and get started.”

 “Ding!

  The host reads "Practical Surgery" with full concentration for one hour, and will be rewarded with 10 experience points, 2 yuan in cash, and 1 catty of gas coupons.

 Understanding appendectomy, getting started.”

Zhang Yan just raised his head and was stunned by two system prompts in succession.

This reminded Zhang Yan of the ancient poem on the cover of the system panel.

 A rich family does not need to buy fertile land, there are thousands of grains of millet in books.

 There is no need to build a high hall to live in peace, there is a golden house in the book.

　　Don’t be afraid that no one will follow you when you go out. There are so many carriages and horses in the book.

 Don’t hate an unscrupulous matchmaker when marrying a wife, there is a beauty in the book.

 The man wants to fulfill his life ambitions and reads the Six Classics diligently in front of the window.

 That’s how the system works.

 In this case, I understand.

“Okay! Thank you, Xiao Li!” Zhang Yan closed the book and thanked him with a smile.

"Dr. Zhang, you are too hard! I didn't see you move in the morning." The nurse Xiao Li worshiped.

"The doctor's profession is not the same as other occupations. I have to learn in my life." Zhang Yan smiled and explained.

"I want to learn for a lifetime." The nurse Xiaoli vomited his tongue.

In this case, she dare not imagine.

She did not like to study since she was a child, and she graduated from junior high school.

"Dr. Zhang, how can your method of treating dislocation?" Is it easy to learn? "

"This! This is called the positive bone of traditional Chinese medicine. It is easy to learn if you are good at learning. As long as you understand the rules of bones and joint activities, you can press the dislocated joint back to the following.

It's not easy to learn, and it is not easy to learn. The skeleton shelf is scared when most people watch it, so dare to learn? "

"Ah? Then I dare not learn. I watched the skeleton shelf. I didn't have a nightmare at night!" Another round -faced little nurse said scared.

Zhang Yan went to the cafeteria for dinner under the cluster of several nurses.

Along the way, countless envy, jealousy and hate.

Along the way, Zhang Yan was looking forward to, and worried.

The factory he worked was called Red Star Rolling Steel Factory.

I look forward to Hao Lei's enchanting posture, but also some plots of the courtyard.

Isn't it?

"Oh! It's so fragrant! There is the taste of braised pork! There are braised pork to eat braised meat today!" A few nurses were called a pointed nose, and when the cafeteria smelled, it smelled the taste, screaming in surprise.

"Don't think about it, what about red roasted meat? It seems like we can afford it!" A tall nurse, and a sober appearance on the world, poked everyone's fantasy.

"Can't afford it, smell the taste, and eat fragrant!" The round -faced nurses murmured.

"Okay, at noon this time, I invite you to eat braised meat!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"real?"

"Thank you Dr. Zhang!"

Xiao Li and round -faced nurses cheered in surprise.

"..."

Even the tall nurse is looking forward to it.

"Isn't it just braised pork? See you happy."

"Dr. Zhang, you don’t know, I haven't eaten meat for more than two months."

 “You’re only two months old, and I haven’t eaten meat for almost half a year.”

"You guys work hard, clean our treatment room, boil the needles, scissors, and tweezers that need to be sterilized in boiling water, then use alcohol to sterilize them, and prepare them. I will treat you to food in the future." Zhang Yanxiao He said.

“Then we’ll do the job well!”

“Doctor Zhang, we have agreed that if we do a good job, you will treat us to meat next time.”

Three little nurses were chattering around Zhang Yan.

 After queuing for a while, it was finally Zhang Yan’s turn to get food.

 Looking at the people cooking, Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. There were no familiar faces.

“Sister, please give me one portion of shredded potatoes, one portion of vinegared cabbage, two portions of braised pork, and six steamed buns.” Zhang Yan shouted from the window.

“Doctor Zhang, I want so much, can you afford it?”

“Sister, these are the little girls in our infirmary who have been working very hard recently. Let’s reward them.” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

 “Doctor Zhang is so generous!” The aunt who was cooking the meal was so happy when Zhang Yan and the elder sisters called her that she gave Zhang Yan two tablespoons of braised pork, which was enough for three servings.

 “Thank you, sister!

Sister, after you finish your work in a while, go to the infirmary and let me massage your waist to make you feel better!" Zhang Yan was not in a hurry to leave, and said to the aunt in return.

“Doctor Zhang, how did you know that I have back pain?” the aunt who was cooking asked with a surprised look on her face.

“Looking at your standing posture, I guess your waist may be uncomfortable. I’ll go to the infirmary later and I’ll give you a couple of presses to make you feel more comfortable.”

“Okay! Thank you, Doctor Zhang. I’ll be there in a minute!” The aunt smiled happily from ear to ear.

 It doesn’t matter whether Zhang Yan can cure her back pain, but having this kind of heart makes the aunt happy.

 The four of them took their lunch boxes and steamed buns, found a seat, and sat down to eat.

 Price in this era is really cheap, even cheaper in factory canteens.

 White-flour steamed buns cost four taels each and only cost five cents.

This braised pork contains 2 taels of meat and only costs 20 cents.

The total cost of this meal is less than one yuan.

 The braised pork in the 1950s was just delicious!

 The chef in the canteen is very good at cooking shredded potatoes and vinegar cabbage, which are also delicious.

 Beijing cuisine is mainly Shandong cuisine, and the big pot dishes in the cafeteria are also Shandong cuisine style, which makes Zhang Yan, a native of Dongshan Province, quite satisfied with the food.

After dinner, the three little nurse rushed to brush Zhang Yan's lunch box.

After dinner, order a cigarette, and three little nurses, walk back to the infirmary.

After saying hello to the nurse, Zhang Yan returned to the dormitory and narrowed it.

Zhang Yan has just been divided into the steel rolling factory hospital. He has not assigned housing and temporarily lives in the factory dormitory.

As the only surgeon, he received some preferential treatment, and a person occupied a dormitory.
To be continued...