"I've only heard from teachers who have told them about using dysentery to treat gastritis, but with gentamicin, this is the first time I've known about it. ”

Zheng Fugui, who entered the house, had a pair of eyes blazing, Zheng Jianguo shook his head and said: "Last time, the fourth sister - sore throat and cough was uncomfortable, you gave her gentamicin for two days, and you didn't pay attention to it at that time, and her - sick - no longer hurts." ”

Zheng Donghua had an upper respiratory tract infection when she entered the winter, and Zheng Fugui prescribed her gentamicin at that time, which is not to say that the barefoot doctor was diagnosed with the right medicine, at this time, except for some doctors in some cities, no one has the ability to accurately prescribe the right medicine, as he said earlier, the teachers said that the use of dysentery to treat gastritis belongs to the category of only knowing what it is, but hearing such words, Zheng Fugui instantly showed ecstasy: "Good boy, worthy of my old Zheng's son, this can make you discover?"

Zheng Fugui's culture is not high, what he wants to express is still so keenly observant, but because he is not good at expressing it, he said it like this, Zheng Jianguo showed a bright smile and said: "Dad, you haven't thought about the fourth sister's stomach disease, why does it come and go?"

"Relapse, gastritis can't be cured, take medicine for two days, don't take it, maybe when it will recur. ”

Zheng Fugui's voice carried inexplicable power, and the straightforward answer directly extinguished Zheng Jianguo's popular science thoughts, he wanted to ask Daddy where did you get the confidence to say that it was not cured, but he remembered that the stomach disease caused by Helicobacter pylori only accounted for less than four-fifths of all stomach disease patients, and it seemed that it would not change much now to convince Daddy?

"It's different from what I've been to school, it's different from what I've seen, it's just — well, good!"

Zheng Jianguo's stunned kung fu, Zheng Fugui continued to praise without any reservations, but because the poor ink in his stomach was too little, after thinking about it, he only gave a good word evaluation, and Zheng Jianguo smiled shyly.

Zheng Donghua used two days of gentamicin to cure gastritis, which made Zheng Jianguo have a new understanding of the resistance to antibiotics in people's bodies at this time, in his last life, he said that he was the director of the emergency department, in fact, as a township hospital, he could not see a few seriously ill patients all year round, and those who were really seriously ill either entered the Shanzhou People's Hospital that had been upgraded or went to the big city.

The people who can go to the township hospital to see a doctor are some elderly people, coupled with the popularity of the Internet, the public will see a doctor through the Internet, and then they can find a random pharmacy and enter, and the doctors in the hotel will see the disease - the consequence of this is that the abuse of antibiotics has led to a sharp increase in drug resistance and resistance in the human body, and the most direct manifestation is that the medicine taken is the same as before, but the disease has not improved.

Zheng Jianguo's performance made Zheng Fugui very happy, and even saw that he didn't pass the course without saying much, and the next day he took him to the ancestral grave behind the village, and also talked about it: "Dad, mother, the gnats have grown up, and they have not studied in vain, they are stronger than me, who is a father, I was pushing a dung cart behind his ass at that time, and he can see the way from Si Nier's illness, you have to bless him underground, bless him to live a long life, and give the old Zheng family glory to the ancestors~"

Zheng Fugui, who is 1.7 meters tall, stood up after kneeling in front of the two bare graves, turned around and said, "Grasshopper, come and kowtow to your grandparents-"

Looking at the two grave bags that didn't even have monuments, Zheng Jianguo didn't remember the appearance of these two old men, knelt down according to his father's words, kowtowed, looked at him holding a small stick and carrying the burning paper money, stood up and looked at the people shuttling in the cemetery in the distance, the Sanlipu brigade is going to celebrate the New Year, so their ancestors should also celebrate the New Year.

Zheng Fugui set up a big iron pot in the yard, took the third sister and the fourth sister to prepare the oil, and the fish with the head removed had already been chopped into large pieces, and then marinated with the only seasoning, and then waited for the oil in the oil pot to boil and wrap the batter and put it in to fry.

Du Xiaomei took the eldest sister and the second sister to cut and mix in the kitchen, and the ground shredded meat and radish were mixed together to form meatballs, which could be put for a long time after frying, this is the meal of the whole family in the next half a month, and everyone is busy.

When the whole family was busy, Zheng Jianguo was not idle, listening to the sound of firecrackers from time to time outside, holding a pen and looking at the book and writing it, there was not much homework during the winter vacation, but he assigned himself a huge homework: copy "Xu Guozhang English".

"Brother Fugui—"

was writing in the notebook quickly, a man with a brain like a chicken nest appeared in Zheng Jianguo's sight, holding something in his hand to Zheng Fugui next to the oil pot, looked at him and said: "This is the medicine money owed last year, and this is about to be the New Year——"

"Dadong, this year, your family of six has less than fifty-eight yuan, and there is no hurry to pay for the medicine-"

Zheng Fugui said and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen, and the voice gradually became inaudible, Zheng Jianguo blinked and lowered his head and began to continue copying books, this year's Sanlipu brigade has a good harvest, and each member can have ten yuan at the end of the year after deducting the rations, but this money looks like a lot, but removing the account like the one who came to repay the medicine money outside, the balance that the whole family can have is very small, and they also have to cope with the expenses in the next year.

The man turned around and left, and Du Xiaomei's voice came out of the kitchen: "No wonder people say that every time you slaughter more dogs, you will take the initiative to repay the money this year, right?

"Good, good~"

Zheng Fugui was busy coping with it, Zheng Jianguo, who was doing his homework in the house, got up and closed the door, and he was afraid that he didn't even remember the account outside his father, and he had accumulated it from a few cents to a few cents a year, and it became a big number at this time, so whenever the New Year was the time when the old lady's resentment broke out.

Chicken, duck, fish, meat, dumplings, firecrackers, tablets naturally dare not be placed, there is no fruit for the table, under the gaze of the portrait of the newly invited chairman, a family of seven people sitting in front of the kerosene lamp eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the bean-sized flames faintly pull the six figures at the table long and short.

In his former memory, Zheng Jianguo recalled the Spring Festival in his childhood, and the Chinese New Year's Eve meal in his memory was so delicious, but when his wish came true, he felt that this year was too poor, no electricity, no Internet, no TV, no newspapers, no radio, after eating and drinking enough and waiting for the whole family to wash and go to bed, he rushed to the borrowed English book to write, which was his way to send away the Year of the Dragon and usher in the Year of the Snake.

Zheng Jianguo's English is not good, in his last life, it was not until the hospital was on the computer system, and the input method to be used for typing had intimate contact with English, and he couldn't find the legendary self-study series at this time, and he took this matter as the first task, except for the first and second days of the new year with his father and mother to go to relatives to worship the New Year, the rest of the time was that the whole family went to the city to catch up with the temple fair, and the strength of the head cantilever cone stabbed the stock, so that Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei were very burdened.

Fortunately, with the completion of copying the book, Zheng Jianguo quickly returned to normal, and after getting up in the morning, he began to run circles around the village, and when someone asked, he also said that he had already used to walk as an exercise when he went to school every day, and now that the year is over, he will soon start school to adapt in advance.

Zheng Jianguo didn't expect to encounter a continuous drizzle on the first day of school, looking at the brand-new yellow rubber shoes on his feet, which Zheng Fugui bought for him when he went shopping in the city, with green pants and a blue gown, he already had a bit of the taste of city people.

The drizzle is not in the way, due to Zheng Fugui's status as a barefoot doctor, the rain gear at home is still complete, although the umbrella has been repaired many times, Zheng Jianguo took it from Du Xiaomei's hand, and after holding it up, he entered the rain: "Mother, I'm leaving." ”

"Slow down on the road and avoid the car. ”

Du Xiaomei told twice, Zheng Jianguo turned around and stepped on the mud on the village road, the rain did not decrease overnight, and there was even a comfortable feeling on the face, of course, this is only when the mud has not stepped on the feet, after a night of soaking in the mud road has been sparse, from the village road to the highway This section of the road, the feet have been covered with yellow mud.

When he arrived at the side of the road and rubbed it clean on the trees, Zheng Jianguo remembered the benefits of the cement road, but unfortunately the cement road in his memory will take more than ten years to appear at the earliest, so he put his schoolbag on his chest and hugged him to the school, looked at the campus like an ocean and frowned, then remembered what the library teacher said, remembered the agreement with others at that time, and he was apprehensive, he actually forgot about it.

"Teacher, do you have any information left by the teacher in the library? ”

Walking to the communication room next to the small half-section of the railroad track, Zheng Jianguo knocked on the door and looked at the three or four teachers inside, and saw a few people, you look at me, I look at you, Qi Qi shook his head: "No, Teacher Cui didn't say anything in the library, I just saw her go in before." ”

"Oh, thank you!"

found that it was the same as he imagined, Zheng Jianguo was obviously relieved, at that time, Mr. Cui said that it was gone ten years ago, so it was not easy to find it for a while, and immediately arrived at the classroom with brisk steps, chirping as if he had entered the vegetable market, men and women were chatting in groups, and he remembered that no one's homework had been completed at this time, and everyone had no pressure and hadn't seen each other for a month.

Taking out the English books that had been with him for a month from his schoolbag, Zheng Jianguo stopped when he passed by Kou Yang's seat, and put them in front of her seat with both hands: "Thank you, I hope you didn't delay reading." ”

"Have you seen it?"

After a year, the flower cotton jacket on Kou Yang's body turned into a light blue gown, two black and thick braids hung on his shoulders, and the little white face raised the ballpoint pen between his fingers and tumbled and flew, Zheng Jianguo looked at her slender fingers and nodded: "Well, I've seen it, thank you." ”

"Seen it?"

Two thin willow eyebrows were raised, and before Kou Yang finished speaking, Zheng Jianguo had already raised his feet and left, and Zhao Nan next to him stretched his neck to look at the title of the book, and subconsciously said, "Can this guy understand this?"