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

Chapter 163: Eighth-level professional title, a slap in the face to Yi Zhonghai
  All the doctors in the entire factory hospital looked at Han Weimin very differently.

After all, this is the existence of a transcendent dean.

After returning to the consulting room, Fan Binbin's eyes were red and he had obviously just cried.

Han Weimin guessed that the selection test did not perform well.

These nurses have someone else rating them.

Before Han Weimin could say anything, Fan Binbin threw herself into his arms and started to cry without saying anything.

Han Weimin didn't know what to do for a while.

After all, she is a sweet and soft girl with a very good figure.

For a moment, Han Weimin didn't know where to put his hands.

Fortunately, Fan Binbin stopped crying after ten minutes of crying.

She wiped away tears and looked at Han Weimin: "Doctor Han, I'm sorry."

"I graded it this afternoon and rated it as a first-level nurse."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she couldn't hold back and covered her mouth and cried.

Han Weimin was helpless.

He couldn't help with this kind of thing, so he could only let the girl climb on his shoulder and cry.

then.

Fan Binbin cried for a moment before regaining his composure.

She said to Han Weimin: "Doctor Han, what level did you rate?"

Han Weimin said honestly: "Level eight."

Fan Binbin burst into tears again after hearing this.

In the accounting room, Qin Huairu was overwhelmed with excitement.

She had no idea that she would be rated as a Level 2 accountant.

Originally, she thought that with her little cultural knowledge, it would be good to be rated at the next level.

However, it was pleasantly surprised that it was rated level 2.

This made her overjoyed.

Qin Huairu guessed that this might have something to do with Han Weimin asking her to read, read and learn arithmetic every night.

Throughout the whole day, Qin Huairu was in an extremely comfortable mood.

When it was time to eat, Han Weimin took Qin Huairu through the factory to a canteen in the distance.

The main reason is that Sha Zhu is still working in the cafeteria. Thinking of Sha Zhu, Han Weimin feels sick.

On the way, Han Weimin saw Yi Zhonghai who was magical again.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai's face was red and full of energy, with a slight smile on his face.

Seeing Han Weimin, Yi Zhonghai unexpectedly said hello.

"Han Weimin, are you going to eat?"

"Is this your job title now?"

"What level are you at?"

Yi Zhonghai said this mainly because he wanted to show off in front of Han Weimin.

Especially Han Weimin's beautiful daughter-in-law Qin Huairu was also present, which just dampened his spirit.

Han Weimin didn't want to pay attention to this guy at first, but he saw that he looked arrogant, as if he was rated as having an eighth-level professional title.

Han Weimin was about to speak.

At this time.

A doctor from the factory hospital passed by Han Weimin and greeted Han Weimin with a smile.

"Dr. Han, you are really amazing. You were rated as an eighth-level doctor right away."

"Unlike me, I'm only at level four."

"You have to teach me more of your unique skills in the future."

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Doctor Wang, you are too modest."

"I just have better luck. I have to say that I have a unique skill based on experience."

"Then it's better for you old doctors to do more."

The two exchanged a few words, and then Doctor Wang hurriedly went to get food.

however.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who was standing opposite Han Weimin, felt as if someone had given him shit. He was stunned and couldn't open his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Seeing that the pretense failed, Yi Zhonghai nodded with a smile and left quickly.

Han Weimin looked at his back and smiled.

"You thought you were the only eighth-level worker in the courtyard?"

"Want to continue judging professional titles and then return to the position of first master?"

"Go and dream." Han Weimin whispered behind him.

Qin Huairu held Han Weimin's arm and said with a smile: "Brother Weimin, we don't care about this kind of people. Let's prepare more dishes today and celebrate."

Han Weimin smiled and nodded.

Not far away, Han Weimin saw Jia Dongxu and two co-workers walking over dejectedly.

The two people next to him were constantly comforting him.

"Dongxu, it doesn't matter if you give me a first-level rating."

"You've just become a full-time employee, so it's good to be promoted to the next level."

"Yeah, it's been more than a year since we both became regulars, and we've just been rated level two."

When Jia Dongxu heard this, not only did he not feel relieved, but he became even more depressed.

You two are both second-level workers, and I am the only first-level worker. You can stand and talk without pain in your back.

Jia Dongxu sighed and complained: "It's all Yi Zhonghai's fault. He didn't teach me many unique skills, which resulted in me making constant mistakes during the assessment."

"This old beast is so bad."

Jia Dongxu cursed angrily.

When the workers on both sides heard this, they couldn't help but look at Jia Dongxu with surprised eyes.

Yi Zhonghai was his master before, but later the two fell out. Since then, Jia Dongxu has continued to bury Yi Zhonghai in front of his coworkers.

He told all the scandals that happened to Yi Zhonghai in the courtyard as a joke to his co-workers.

Although the co-workers also gossiped and laughed, they never told Jia Dongxu any personal matters.

Normally, even if nothing happens, he would alienate Jia Dongxu intentionally or unintentionally.

In order to adjust his interpersonal relationships, Jia Dongxu intensified his bad words about others, but his co-workers became more and more wary of him.

Although the two co-workers agreed with him, they were very disdainful of him in their hearts.

At this time.

Jia Dongxu saw Han Weimin walking towards him.

Seeing the beautiful Qin Huairu next to Han Weimin, Jia Dongxu's inner imbalance became more and more out of control.

He glanced at Han Weimin with an evil expression.

At this time, two nurses passed by Han Weimin.

The two of them laughed and said, "Doctor Han, you are an eighth-level physician. You are incredible. Please take good care of him in the future."

Han Weimin smiled and said: "Sister Zhang, Sister Cai, you two, please don't bury me."

When these two people said that Han Weimin was actually an eighth-level doctor, Jia Dongxu suddenly felt like a balloon being punctured, and the resentment he felt just now was gone.

The whole person is like an eggplant beaten by frost, withering.

He felt so insignificant that he didn't even dare to look at Han Weimin.

Han Weimin didn't care about a small role like Jia Dongxu.

He took Qin Huairu with him and walked past Jia Dongxu without even looking at him.

evening.

Han Weimin and Qin Huairu returned to the courtyard.

The whole courtyard was in a lively discussion about the evaluation of professional titles.

forecourt.

Yan Fugui was pointed at the nose by the third aunt and scolded.

"You're worthless."

"I have been teaching for decades, and I only received a third-level professional title."

"Not as good as those young people."

Yan Fugui, with his head drooping, did not dare to reply.

After all, after the ratings came out, he had no confidence at all.

Seeing that Han Weimin was back, the third aunt stopped scolding.

She smiled and said to Han Weimin: "Weimin, have you rated your professional title?"

"What level is it rated at?"

She thought that if Han Weimin's rating was not high, her husband would be able to save some face.

After all, she knew that Yi Zhonghai was rated as an eighth-level fitter.

Liu Haizhong also rated him as a level seven blacksmith.

The gap between the two is not very big.

But Lao Yan rated it at level three, which made her feel a huge gap.

Therefore, we can only find a balance among young people.

(End of this chapter)