The Godfather of Surgery

In the early morning, the sky was covered with a thin layer of mist.

After Yang Ping finished breakfast, although he was well prepared last night for the going to the countryside, he still sorted it out in his mind to check if he missed anything.

Call Director Zeng again, and tell Director Zeng, if there is anything wrong with Corey, please call at any time, don't be afraid of trouble.

Everyone was still very interested in this kind of in-depth trip to the countryside, and they gathered at the entrance of the hospital early.

The health bureau dispatched six vehicles, all of them minivans, parked on the side of the road in front of the hospital. The first vehicle had a horn on the roof.

Dean Pan, representatives of the Health Bureau, and Director Tian gave brief speeches respectively.

Everyone gets on the bus according to the number, and the arrangement of grouping and vehicles will be posted in the group one day in advance, so that it is clear.

The Health Bureau assigned a liaison officer to each group, and the liaison officer stood by the car door and waited.

Director Tian and Dean Pan took the first car. Everyone searched for their own car and asked Zhang Lin incomprehensibly.

This minivan has a relatively small interior space. Fatty Liang got into the car and wanted to squeeze in the back, but it was a little difficult, and it seemed to be stuck.

Zhang Lin was in a hurry and shouted: Besides, don't look at it, just give it a push.

Yang Ping teamed up with Xiao Su again. He was carrying a bag and carrying a bag in his hand, and took Xiao Su to the car.

When everyone got on the bus, Zhang Lin and Xiao Wu, one car and one car called the name. After the name was called, Zhang Lin waved his hand: Start!

I don't know, I thought he was the leader of the health bureau.

Get in the car yourself! Xiaowu beckoned.

Zhang Lin stretched his head in, and there was only a seat next to Fatty.

Don't look at it, it's just one seat. Xiao Wu got into the car earlier than him.

Fatty, squeeze in a little bit. Zhang Lin couldn't sit still.

I'm all on my side, sitting on one side of the buttocks, you can't sit still, you're going to lose weight. The fat man sat tight to the side.

Zhang Lin glared at him and forcibly sat down, wanting to scold people. There are people like this, but he doesn't have the slightest idea.

The convoy set off, and the rural concrete road was twisty, occasionally encountering a few cars on the road.

When encountering a larger car, it is inconvenient to meet the car, and the car will reverse, and it will go all the way to the fork or the specially widened car meeting area.

Slowly, the car split on the road, walking on and on, only the car that Yang Ping was sitting in was left.

Xiao Su is very novel. Seeing the scenery outside the window, he asks questions from time to time.

Yang Ping answered patiently, occasionally including some interesting rural stories that Xiao Su had never heard of.

The two chatted with gusto and enthusiasm. After the chat, the two suddenly calmed down, looked at each other, immediately looked away, and blushed at the same time.

The car started to climb the hill, the driver kept downshifting, and the steering wheel was flexing to and fro.

When you get to a place with a sharp turn, the whole person has to be thrown out of the center.

Those who are not used to it will be apprehensive, but the driver does not care, and it may be normal to drive this kind of road.

Slowly, the car stopped. Another group in the car has reached the entrance of the village and is about to get off. Yang Ping looked over and saw that the entrance to the village was a stone step up the mountain.

Four people got off the bus, a liaison officer, three doctors and nurses, there were people waiting at the intersection, and they should have come to meet them.

The car continued to move forward, twisting and turning, going deeper and deeper, and huge trees could be seen everywhere, which were rarely seen at ordinary times.

The cement road finally reached the blind end, and the liaison said, Two doctors, here we are!

It's here! Yang Ping reminded.

Yeah, Xiao Su replied softly.

She was still in a trance, the mountain road just now made her dizzy, and she was always nervous.

Yang Ping was carrying the luggage, and Xiao Su said, I will also carry a little.

It's okay, three eggs for breakfast. Yang Ping smiled.

Some medical supplies have been moved to the health station in the village ahead of schedule, and now they are only their personal luggage.

The liaison officer hangs a large camera around his neck, which looks very professional.

A few people at the entrance of the village were waiting, and when everyone got out of the car, they came up to them.

This is the head of the village, and this is Magu from the health station. There are few people in the township hospital, so there is no manpower available, so Magu is the only one who can help, the liaison said.

An elderly man and a middle-aged woman came up to shake hands with everyone.

There are also a few young men, each holding a pole, watching everyone smiling honestly.

Give them all the bags. They came to help with the luggage. It's hard to walk down the mountain, the liaison said.

Yang Ping gave them all the backpacks, and they hung them on both ends of the pole, and one person took care of the luggage.

The other few were not doing any work. One wanted to help the liaison with the camera. The liaison subconsciously turned to his side: I'll do it myself.

The group of people walked up the steps, the young man who was carrying the luggage was very brisk, carrying the luggage, and the pace was very rhythmic, leading the way in front.

They all wore the native clothes of the Yao ethnic group. Magu spoke Mandarin very well, while the village chief spoke very lame Mandarin. No one understood what he said a few words.

The village chief laughed, and so did Yang Ping.

Magu helped translate: He said, thank you, thank the government.

After walking the steps, I entered a mountain road that was almost close to the rocky cliffs. About two people were side by side. There was a deep valley next to it. The roadside was built with a guardrail like a highway.

There is water in the valley, I don't know what it should be called, lake?

A motorcycle came across, everyone gave way.

Is there anyone who dares to ride a motorcycle on this road? Don't be afraid to fall.

Travel thousands of miles and read thousands of books.

The village chief said a few more words, as if about the guardrail.

Magu said: He said that the guardrail was repaired by the government, and it was not there before.

Magu was very cheerful and introduced all the way: There is a reservoir underneath, and there are a lot of fish in it. Our whole village relies on this reservoir to live. There are fish buyers every day.

Seeing this reservoir, Yang Ping had a natural sense of fear.

But he still pulled Xiao Su inside and protected him outside.

The government originally planned to build houses on the side of the cement road and let everyone move out, but everyone disagreed. They have been used to it for generations, Magu said.

After graduating from Magu Health School, she used to work in coastal areas, including pharmacies and clinics.

Later, the village was going to build a health station. She happened to be studying medicine, so she came back to be a village doctor.

The cliffs slowly began to slow down, no longer upright, but sloping, and the rocks turned into earthy mountains.

The road was getting wider, the reservoir was getting bigger, and there was a boat on the water, the diesel engine rattling loudly.

On the side of the road, there is a smooth mountain, scattered with large and small stones, which is completely incompatible with the lushness of other places.

A flat piece of land was dug out halfway up the mountain, as if ready for construction.

There was a huge rock on the ground, weighing several tons by visual inspection.

The last village chief cut down all the trees without the consent of the villagers. It has already been cut down, and there is nothing to do. The village chief plans to build a fishing station on it to sell fish. The stone was originally on the top of the mountain. Last year, there was a landslide, and the stone fell on the mountainside. With Magu's commentary, it was not boring for everyone to walk on the mountain road.

The young man picking up the luggage was walking fast, but Ma Gu told him to slow down.

He turned back and smiled honestly, then slowed down again.

The village chief said a few more words, and Ma Gu helped to translate: He said that the rock was too dangerous and was going to be blown up, but he had to apply to the township government for the blasting. If he doesn't come, he will find someone to push the stone down and into the reservoir.

After walking for about forty minutes, I finally saw the village.

The old-fashioned brick and tile house, three-story, with cornices, is very distinctive.

There is also a house like this at the entrance of the village. Under the big tree at the entrance, sits a wrinkled grandma, holding a long pipe and smoking.

The clouds in the sky have been unable to disperse, and the sun seems to be trapped, showing a little face, and is covered by the clouds again.

This is the village health station and my home. You are welcome, please come in. This is my grandma, she is ninety-nine.

Ma Gu quickly greeted everyone to come in.

At the far end of the house is a sign with a health station.

A middle-aged man walked out of the room, grinning: Everyone come in and sit.

Sit outside and look at the scenery? the liaison said, asking for Yang Ping's opinion.

This is my lover, working on the reservoir. Ma Gu said.

Ma Gu's husband moved out a long stool, and Ma Gu went in and brought a bamboo chair for Xiao Su to sit on.

We'll do the free clinic here. Everyone heard that the doctors from the provincial capital are not going out, waiting for the free clinic.

Grandma asked Magu something in dialect, Magu answered her a few words, turned around and said to everyone, She said if the cadres from the city are coming, and asked me to boil tea and pour water, don't stand.

Everyone laughed, this grandma, who is ninety-nine years old, is still so tough.

Yang Ping looked at Granny. Although the facial wrinkles were the same as those of orange peel, her body was strong, her eyes were bright, and her ears were bright. Ma Gu spoke to her in a normal voice just now.

Dr. Yang, they all say that smoking is harmful to health. Grandma smokes and is still so healthy at ninety-nine? the liaison said while fiddling with the camera.

Grandma has a longevity gene, most people don't want to compare. Yang Ping said with a smile.

The lads were already busy.

Build parasols, tables, and chairs at the entrance.