Siheyuan: Sign in at the beginning and have full medical skills

Chapter 162 Skill Selection, Level 8 Physician

After listening to Han Weimin's words, the villagers suddenly burst into cheers.

Everyone's faces were also filled with bright smiles.

"Doctor Han, you really saved our fellow villagers in Qinwang Village."

"Doctor Han, from now on we will follow you wholeheartedly."

The villagers expressed their determination to Han Weimin.

Qin Donglai put the chicken in his hand on the ground, then turned to the villagers behind him and said, "Everyone, please put down your things and go do what you have to do."

"Don't disturb Doctor Han's New Year celebration."

Everyone heard the words and responded one after another.

"okay!"

"it is good."

They put the supplies in their hands on the ground, and then they exited the Qin family happily.

Qin Donglai cupped his hands at Han Weimin and said, "Doctor Han, let's go back first. If anything happens in the future, just ask Brother Lin Shan to let us know."

Han Weimin nodded slightly.

After everyone dispersed, Qin Huanghe and Qin Changjiang excitedly began to clean up the chicken, duck and fish on the ground.

"Brother-in-law, you are so awesome."

“He was loved by so many people right away.”

Qin Huanghe said: "Yes, brother-in-law."

"My sister married you, you really made the right choice."

Upon hearing this, Qin Linshan scolded these two useless sons: "Okay, stop chattering and get to work quickly."

The two of them then shrank their necks and picked up supplies on the ground.

In the evening, many children from the same clan came to pay Han Weimin New Year greetings, and Han Weimin gave them red envelopes one by one.

The starting point is only two cents.

The children were all grinning from ear to ear.

Soon.

Qin Huanghe and Qin Changjiang put plates of delicious dishes on the table, with a white-cut chicken in the center and various stir-fried dishes around it.

Because the folks sent a lot of supplies, the Qin family's banquet was particularly sumptuous.

room.

The two brothers Qin Linshan and Qin Linhai kept toasting to Han Weimin, their excitement beyond words.

Qin Huanghe and Qin Changjiang were responsible for pouring wine and tea for the elders and Han Weimin at the table, directly transforming into service staff.

They even enthusiastically changed Qin Huairu's tea and water.

Before Qin Huairu got married, their roles had to be reversed.

Now the tide is turning.

Mother-in-law Wang Fang'e kept picking up food for Han Weimin.

The two legs of the white-chopped chicken ended up in Han Weimin's bowl.

Qin Jingru pouted her mouth and wanted to eat, but Han Weimin put a chicken drumstick into Qin Huairu's bowl.

Qin Jingru was secretly sulking in her heart.

"I will also marry my brother-in-law in the future, so that my brother-in-law can also put chicken legs for me."

Qin Jingru thought to herself.

Everyone was eating and chatting, thinking about a better life in the future.

Under Han Weimin's pie-making skills, everyone was filled with longing.

time flies.

Two days passed by in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.

That is the day when everyone goes to work.

Han Weimin drove Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru to say goodbye to the villagers.

Under the envious gazes of everyone, Han Weimin stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly bumped along the dirt road in the countryside.

When they arrived near the courtyard, Han Weimin asked Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru to come down first and walk towards Nanluogu Lane.

He drove the truck towards the old house.

When he arrived at the door of his old house, Han Weimin parked the truck directly on the road in front of the door.

These days, there are few cars on the street and parking spaces are abundant.

So it’s okay to stop at will.

There simply weren’t as many traffic regulations as in later generations, and no one posted them. Han Weimin did not choose to continue to use the truck as a portable pharmacy.

After all, although it is safer and safer to store it in a portable pharmacy, if someone sees it, it will be troublesome.

Han Weimin will never kill someone and silence them.

He couldn't do that kind of thing.

But under normal circumstances, when the car is parked in this place, nothing will happen.

No one dares to steal a car at all.

After all, this is the period of being an officer.

If you steal even a big item, you may be taken away and shot.

Therefore, the security situation at this time is ridiculously good.

It is almost impossible to close the door at night and not pick up lost things on the road.

After parking the car, Han Weimin walked leisurely towards the courtyard.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there was indeed trouble in the factory.

A skill level system was introduced.

Chu Huai came to the clinic to explain the matter to Han Weimin and asked him to prepare. The higher-level department would send some experts down to rate the skills of everyone in the factory hospital.

Various departments of the steel rolling mill have also begun rating assessments in full swing.

Workers in various workshops will stay in the workshop for a while after get off work in the evening to hone their work skills.

at last.

The expert team from the factory hospital arrived.

The expert team that came this time were all famous doctors or authoritative experts from the [-] cities.

However, Wu Botong was not among this group of experts.

He was sent to other hospitals.

After all, there are many hospitals being rated at the same time.

The expert team first conducted interviews with the doctors at the hospital, and several experts took turns questioning the doctors.

After the inquiry is over, the expert group will give a medical record, then the doctor to be inspected will prescribe a treatment, and finally the expert group will evaluate the quality of the prescription.

The last item was put forward by an old expert.

He proposed that the expert group would give the dose of a medicine, and the doctor to be inspected would grab the medicine with his hands, and then weigh it to see how much it differed from the dose given by the expert group.

The smaller the discrepancy, the higher the score.

This seems to have nothing to do with the doctor's job. After all, this is the job of the pharmacist who dispenses medicine.

But the expert group believes that the spirituality of Chinese medicine doctors is very important.

If you don’t even have this sense, it will be difficult to handle TCM diagnosis and treatment.

None of the doctors were afraid of the other two items, but this last one gave everyone trouble.

The performance of Chu Huai and other doctors was unsatisfactory in the last aspect.

When it was Han Weimin's turn, he seemed calm and relaxed.

"30 grams of kudzu root!"

An old expert calls out the dose to be weighed.

Han Weimin opened the medicine bucket with kudzu root, grabbed it, and placed it directly on the scale.

The pharmacist then picked up a small scale and weighed it.

To the pharmacist's surprise, Han Weimin's amount was exactly 30 grams.

He turned to look at the experts and said loudly: "30 grams."

Several experts were stunned.

An old man with a bright head confirmed: "30 grams, not a little more, a little less, right?"

"Shouldn't it be?"

He thought that no matter how accurate he was in catching it, there would always be a discrepancy of one or two grams.

Then, the pharmacist said firmly: "It's 30 grams, no more and no less."

This time all the experts were surprised.

One of the experts even went to weigh the potion himself.

But no matter what number they said, Han Weimin grabbed it and it was definitely no more and no less, which was exactly the dose they reported.

In the end, after a unanimous decision by a group of experts, Han Weimin was rated as the only grade 8 doctor in the factory hospital.

Even Chu Huai is only a level 6 doctor.

(End of this chapter)