When Zhou Pin arrived at the clinic after finishing the contract, he saw Yang Xiaobei as if he had been ravaged. The pen, the fun, and the www.biquge.info were disheveled, the hat was crooked, the hair was scattered, and there were several mud footprints on the white coat.

If it weren't for the hysterical crying of a boy next to her, she really looked like she was being killed by that. Seeing Zhou Pin coming in, Yang Xiaobei hurriedly beckoned him for help, "Come and help me press this kid, I don't believe in evil, so many people can't help him!"

Yang Xiaobei was so angry, this kid somehow had a big pus on his buttocks, which was the size of a ping pong ball, and it was pus-filled and swollen. Because of the severe inflammatory reaction, fever and pain, he rolled at home, and the child's grandmother sent him to Yang Xiaobei for treatment. It's already like this, and it must be cut open and squeezed out of the pus, otherwise after a long time, the pus and blood will enter the body and become sepsis.

Who knows that this kid usually eats well and grows strong, this time when he sees Yang Xiaobei's dangling scalpel about to beckon his buttocks, where will he listen to the words of adults and stay motionless, and he wants to run away when he gets up. Yi Huifen didn't come to the clinic today, Yang Xiaobei and grandma really didn't have a problem with this half-grown child, no, they just tossed for a while and didn't succeed, but let the child struggle and make her embarrassed.

"You fool, why are you so ignorant? The doctor is treating you, and it doesn't hurt!" The child's grandmother was so angry that she scolded over there, but the bear child is the bear child, where can she make it clear at this time!

This unlucky child! Zhou Pinzheng strode over and held him down, and the two long legs made him unable to move on his stomach. This is the power of men! Yang Xiaobei was very satisfied, and quickly ignored the boy's hysterical calls, took off his pants, disinfected, and used a knife.

In fact, it was just a small incision, pus drainage, and disinfection operation, but the child was too scared and had no way to communicate. Yang Xiaobei was quick with his hands and feet, and he was done with three times and five divided by two. Compared to the pain of suppuration, this is nothing at all. After treating the wound, he was prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs for another two days before the patient was sent away with a red face. When I left, people were still unwilling, for fear that Yang Xiaobei would laugh at me, "I'm not afraid of pain, who told you to take off my pants!"

Yang Xiaobei couldn't cry or laugh, it turns out that the root is still here! Okay, count me insulting your innocence!

The clinic was a mess when he caught the bear child just now, and the used surgical instruments had to be cleaned and disinfected, Zhou Pinzheng was helping Yang Xiaobei deal with it, and asked worriedly, "Is this often the case? What if an adult makes trouble?" He is far away, and he doesn't come every day, and now he is a little worried that Yang Xiaobei will be bullied.

"It's nothing!" Yang Xiaobei said while changing out of the clothes that had just been soiled, "Don't worry! It's all native to my hometown, and besides, I'm not alone, and I really can't do it, there are people in the village, and no one will make trouble." She knew what Zhou Pin was worried about, and the matter of medical troubles was everywhere. But only rural doctors basically do not have this contradiction.

First, just like Yang Xiaobei said, they are all native to their hometowns, and they don't see each other when they look down, and if you make trouble for a little thing, do you want to gain a foothold in the village in the future? Second, the existence of contradictions lies in interests. It is impossible for a rural doctor to make a lot of money, he only looks at some small problems and collects a few cents or a few dollars. And in the hospital, when the money is out and the people are gone, it will be unacceptable.

My father has been a barefoot doctor for half his life, and no one has ever caused trouble. At most, there is a black notebook in his desk, which is dedicated to recording the details of the arrears of medical bills. By the 90s, more than 2,000 yuan in arrears had been recorded. Some of them are five-guarantee households who really have no money, some are old people who have already passed away, and their children pass the buck to each other, and some are maliciously in arrears, which is the worst situation. Even these people are polite when they see their father, and they will never speak ill of each other.

By the time Yang Xiaobei came back, his father had stopped being a doctor for almost 20 years, but others would still call him "Doctor Yang" when he walked on the road. The doctors in the big hospitals don't use plain language to patiently communicate with the villagers, but my father is different.

One year, I fell while riding a motorcycle, and my father lay in the hospital for more than half a month before being discharged. When Yang Xiaobei rushed back to take care of her, someone she didn't know came to visit every day. Some of them are almost impossible to remember my father. These were his former patients, and maybe just a little help at that time would have made them forever grateful and trusted for a lifetime.

Now the "Doctor Yang" in everyone's mouth has become Yang Xiaobei, and she will be like her father, regardless of personal gains and losses, and wholeheartedly treat the villagers and answer questions. As long as you do it with your heart, everyone will naturally feel it. She doesn't want to be remembered many years later, but now, as long as someone trusts her and comes to her, she will take everyone seriously.

Zhou Pinzheng knew Yang Xiaobei's mind for the first time. In the past, he also didn't understand why she didn't continue her studies if she liked medicine so much, why didn't she choose to go to a relatively easy and decent hospital, but spend a lot of effort to get a clinic in the countryside?

Now Yang Xiaobei told him that because there is no shortage of doctors in the city hospitals, but there are no doctors in the countryside! The villagers are not feeling well, let alone seeing a doctor, and there is no place to ask. In fact, the biggest fear is ignorance, sometimes Yang Xiaobei noticed that the old man was not doing well, maybe cancer or other more serious diseases, but they were relieved when they learned about it. I know what the disease is, how long it will take, anyway, I have to die, and I don't have to waste money, trouble the children, birth, old age, sickness and death, it is all up to God's will.

He probably somewhat understood the meaning of Yang Xiaobei staying here. "Is there anything I can help with?" Zhou Pinzheng thought, he must keep up with his lover's pace and improve his ideological awareness!

"No, it's good now!" Yang Xiaobei shook his head and said with a smile. Yes, compared to her father's humble clinic before, she has tried to make the conditions as good as possible. A small clinic cannot have the equipment of a large hospital, as long as someone is there and has a heart, it is enough.

The two of them were talking, and the time soon came to dusk, and with the help of Zhou Pinzheng, Yang Xiaobei began to pack up his things and prepare for work. As soon as he locked the door of the clinic, he was stopped by a villager who came in a hurry, "Doctor Yang! Hurry up and follow me to Team 8, there is a woman with dystocia, Wen Po asked me to come to you for help!"

Now everyone is giving birth at their own home, just ask a stable woman to come home. Although Yang Xiaobei is a doctor, she is still the eldest daughter of Huanghua, and generally Wen Po is an experienced old woman, so no one has looked for her until now. Now it seems that the situation is not good, and people have rushed to the doctor and found her. Without saying a word, Yang Xiaobei opened the door and took the outpatient bag, thought about it and took a surgical bag in case of emergency, and then followed the messenger to trot all the way to Team 8.