Portable space in the 60s

Chapter 262 Master
Doctor Yang Jun thought she was scared, narrowed her eyes, and snorted coldly: "What? Are you scared?"

Political commissar Jia felt that he was a bit aggressive towards the little girl, frowned slightly, and smoothed things over: "Everyone has something to say, Dr. Yang, you are a big man, don't be so aggressive with other little girls."

Tang Bao felt that she understood the truth of the matter a little bit, but this also made her even angrier.

He is so diligent, how dare he say he is lazy?
It's great, I have to let him know today that I am not wronged.

However, at this moment, she put on a cautious look: "No, it's because you haven't told the doctor, what if you lose?"

Dr. Yang was almost laughed angrily by her: "I lost, I will go to sweep the training ground for three months."

"No, I want to change the terms." Tang Bao smiled embarrassedly: "If you lose, you can call me 'Master' when you see me later, okay?"

"Okay, then it's settled, Political Commissar Jia, you testify." After Dr. Yang finished speaking, he first shook the mercury mercury column of the thermometer below 35°C, and put the thermometer on the top of Political Commissar Jia's armpit. Clamp the thermometer with your upper arm, look at your watch and start counting the time.

"It will take at least 5 minutes. I'll go to dry the clothes first!" Tang Bao seemed to be talking to himself, and before he finished speaking, he carried the washbasin to dry the clothes.

Commissar Jia thought the little girl's behavior was very interesting, and he was indeed a little uncomfortable today, but he was also a soldier, so he was more tolerant.

Dr. Yang felt that he was underestimated by his opponent, and he believed her nonsense like a fool, and now he is still staring at his watch to check the time.

What Gu Xingjin took was really a battle bath, especially when he heard voices from outside inside, something seemed wrong. If his wife's voice hadn't always been very calm, he would have rushed out without taking a bath.

However, he hastily took a shower and came out. While putting on a gray sweater, he looked at Political Commissar Jia sitting in the living room, and at the same time, the military doctor with an ugly face was staring at his own watch with murderous eyes. There is also the wife who is drying clothes on the balcony. I feel that something is wrong?
He was about to open his mouth when Tang Bao came in after drying his clothes. When he saw him, he smiled and said, "What are you doing here in a daze? You are still stewing porridge with shiitake mushrooms and thin pork in the casserole in the kitchen. You haven't had lunch yet, why don't you eat it?" Why don't you hurry to serve it up and eat it? By the way, eat that scallion-white boiled egg first, and then drink the porridge."

Gu Xingjin's stomach was already croaking with hunger, and looking at it now, his wife obviously didn't seem to be suffering, so he went to the kitchen with confidence.

Dr. Yang stared at his watch from time to time, making sure that 10 minutes had passed, took a cold look at Tang Bao, took out the thermometer himself, and after seeing the temperature data, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "It must be that the thermometer is broken. Use another thermometer to measure again."

He really couldn't believe that Commissar Jia's current temperature was actually 38 degrees. Instead, he believed that the thermometer was broken.

Tang Bao smiled softly and sweetly: "It's okay, you can just measure it."

So, Dr. Yang changed a thermometer for Political Commissar Jia, wiped the thermometer that Political Commissar Jia had used earlier with a handkerchief, and measured it himself.

In fact, his heart has already begun to feel uneasy, but he really can't believe that Tang Bao is so young and can know his general situation just by looking at people without taking his pulse.

Political Commissar Jia now really believes that this little girl Tang Bao is amazing, and said with a smile, "Tang Bao, right? I brought you that box of biscuits. Thank you for the candy you gave me yesterday."

Nowadays, most of the biscuits are packed in a big boxy tin box, and there is a cute and chubby little boy printed on the tin box.

Tang Bao smiled and thanked him: "Then I won't be polite, Political Commissar Jia, you are so generous, I just give you a dozen candies, and you give me this big box of biscuits."

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as you like it, I don't like to eat these snacks." In fact, his wife specially asked his daughter to bring him two cans from the city, let him put them in the office, and eat two pieces when he is hungry. He liked it so much that he was reluctant to eat more.

Gu Xingjin came out with a big bowl, and heard Tang Bao thanking Commissar Jia, but Commissar Jia and the military doctor were both taking their temperature at home, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?"

The casserole has the function of keeping warm, and the lean meat porridge has been placed on the sealed briquette stove, and it is still steaming, but the aroma of rice, lean meat, mixed with the aroma of dried shiitake mushrooms is really attractive.

Commissar Jia didn't have much appetite today, so he ate a bowl of porridge in the morning, and didn't go back to the office at noon to prepare materials for the meeting, so he didn't go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Now smelling this fragrance, my stomach began to sing the empty city plan.

Tang Bao smiled: "Political Commissar, you are not in good health. You are fit to eat some porridge. I will serve you a bowl. After you measure the temperature, you can eat a bowl of porridge to pad your stomach."

Tang Bao thoughtfully put a bowl of porridge in a large white bowl, sprinkled some chopped green onion on it, and put it in front of Political Commissar Jia, so that he could look at him...to kill him.

The rice grains in the bowl in front of him are all boiled and blooming, and you can still see pink minced meat and green shallots.

Commissar Jia glanced at it, couldn't help but swallowed, and looked away decisively. If he continued to look at it, he couldn't help but eat.

But after looking away, I saw Gu Xingjin eating with gusto again, it was really frustrating.

He decisively moved his eyes away again, and now he saw Dr. Yang pursing his lips tightly, staring at the time on the watch with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

If it weren't for him, I would be able to drink porridge by myself. I am not as skilled as others, and I don't know what to say if I don't turn back without bumping into the south wall.

Seeing his eyes, Dr. Yang thought he wanted to know the result, pursed his lips, tried to calm down his flustered heart, first took out his own thermometer and checked, it was 36, 5 degrees, it was normal.

But facing this result, his complexion was not good, and his temperature was normal, which meant that there was nothing wrong with the thermometer.

This result made him a little afraid to face another thermometer under the armpit of Political Commissar Jia.

However, he still took it out to have a look, and it was still 38 degrees. Although there was a little error before and after, it was quite normal.

He clenched his fists and stared at Tang Bao.

Seeing his expression, Gu Xingjin thought he was going to hit someone, so he stared at him sharply.

Doctor Yang moved his mouth, mustered up all his courage, and said loudly, "Master."

"Pfft! Cough..." Hearing these words, Gu Xingjin choked on himself instantly, turned around quickly, and coughed heart-piercingly behind his back.

Tang Bao nodded reservedly, looked at him imposingly and asked, "I want to know now, why do you say I'm lazy? Why do you say you want to cure my laziness."

Doctor Yang is actually a bit rigid, but his character is still good. He didn't confess Ye Tingting, and said in a low voice: "I heard rumors that you... Master, you are lazy, and you have to pay for your clothes by Company Commander Gu." I don’t buy vegetables, I don’t plant land, I only know how to eat and drink all day long..."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Political Commissar Jia who was drinking porridge beside him.

Seeing his eyes, Political Commissar Jia said in a very bachelor way: "Hey, that, the rumors are all wrong, like me, I believe what I see, and I've heard about it, but I came to see it yesterday, just Knowing that Tang Bao is a good girl, it was all misrepresented."

After finishing speaking, he smiled amiably at Tang Bao, lowered his head and continued to eat. It was really delicious, and he didn't know if there was any more in the pot, and if he could have the second bowl.

Tang Bao gave Political Commissar Jia your discerning eyes, raised his chin, looked at Doctor Yang and said cracklingly, "I'm lazy? There is no end to learning, and there is no limit to learning. I have to read medical books every morning (that's non-existent), prepare to apply what you have learned, so as to save people and treat diseases, and you must keep practicing.”

"I can't deny that Western medicine is indeed effective, but our Chinese medicine is not useless, just like my parents worked hard to develop a hemostatic medicine, and now they are still focused on researching a better medicine that can reduce casualties on the battlefield. .

I have been taught by them since I was a child that there is a country before a family, and that we can live a stable life only when there are soldiers guarding the country. I only want to do something for the soldiers. Why do you say I am lazy? "

(End of this chapter)