Next, Zhou Datong told Cheng Yu a story that happened more than 30 years ago.

At the end of the 80s of the last century, Zhou Datong's father was still a young doctor in the township health center.

Of course, if you say that you are a doctor, you are actually a secondary school student who graduated from a health school, but in that era, there was a serious shortage of medical personnel, and secondary school students in the medical profession also needed to go through five years of professional study. In that era, technical secondary school is undoubtedly a great way to change one's own destiny, so even if it is a secondary school, the students who can be admitted can be regarded as excellent people among junior high school students.

After entering the secondary school, Zhou Datong's father did not slack off because of this, and from time to time during the school period, he would be called by Zhou Datong's grandfather to help because of the lack of manpower in the township health center.

On the one hand, it is to help, on the other hand, it is actually an opportunity for exercise and internship, Zhou Datong's father, Comrade Zhou Hongqi, also lived up to his father's expectations, and became a quite competent doctor before graduation.

After graduation, Zhou Hongqi had the opportunity to stay in the city's hospital, but then it would take at least several years of basic work before he could become a real doctor on the basis of improving his academic qualifications.

As a second-generation doctor, Zhou Hongqi's father is the vice president in charge of administration of the township health center, although his medical skills are shallow and he is a pure administrator, but Zhou Hongqi is still worthy of the identity of the second generation of doctors.

As a second-generation doctor, Zhou Hongqi was directly assigned to the township health center from the secondary school under his father's arrangement.

In addition to individual doctors, Zhou Hongqi is even one of the rare licensed doctors in the township health center who has experienced systematic learning - even if Cheng Yu is actually very skeptical that there is such a term as a licensed doctor in a poor township in northwest China in the 80s.

In the past two years, Zhou Hongqi has really established a set of medical methods for treating some of the various infectious diseases closely related to the township health center under the conditions of a difficult environment and poor medical equipment.

According to Zhou Datong, most of them are local methods, and the effect of treatment is certainly not as good as that of medical methods in the city, but it is effective and the demand for medical equipment and medicinal materials is not high.

In such an environment, Zhou Hongqi ushered in his opportunity to change his fate.

Because after all, he is a registered doctor, so when Zhou Hongqi's city called on young doctors to join the medical team to aid Africa, Zhou Hongqi was also notified.

But apparently the township and even the county didn't take this too seriously, after all, Zhou Hongqi was only a young man who had just graduated from secondary school for two years and was only twenty-one years old. Most of the people who joined the medical team were high-achieving students who were actively trained by various hospitals, and after returning from Africa, they had to be trained as the backbone of each hospital.

But it was such an opportunity that didn't seem to be an opportunity, but Zhou Hongqi filled out the registration form seriously and sent it out solemnly.

In addition to the set of specifications on the form, Zhou Hongqi also wrote a letter that was not too long and sent it along with the registration form.

In that letter, Zhou Hongqi described in detail his efforts in the past two years, including when he was given those internship opportunities, to address the medical conditions and insufficient medical standards in poor areas.

Among them, there are a large number of cases, and there are also a large number of generalized local methods.

No matter what the method is, whether it is foreign or local, the number of recovered people is firmly there.

So, after this letter was sent, it really worked.

The establishment of the medical team to aid Africa has always been very important, even if the call was mainly for their city, but when it came time to decide on personnel, the provincial health department still sent a deputy director to take the lead in supervising the matter.

After receiving Zhou Hongqi's registration form and letter, the Municipal Health Bureau actually didn't take it too seriously, and this may be Zhou Hongqi's luck, and the deputy director emphasized at the meeting that it is necessary to promote talents without sticking to one pattern, and to let young doctors who are interested in helping African brothers get real training opportunities.

Then, the deputy director picked up a few registration forms outside the list that the municipal health bureau had already screened.

Among them is Zhou Hongqi.

The registration form of several other people was really lackluster, and it did not attract the attention of the deputy director, but after seeing Zhou Hongqi's registration form, the deputy director read the letter seriously.

Speaking of which, the deputy director also knows Zhou Hongqi.

The deputy director's lover is the vice principal of the secondary school where Zhou Hongqi studied, and he is also one of Zhou Hongqi's teachers.

She actually likes Zhou Hongqi quite a lot, and as a teacher, who can not like a child who studies hard? And when Zhou Hongqi graduated, she felt sorry because Zhou Hongqi chose to go back to the countryside.

In her eyes, if Zhou Hongqi can stay in the city for two years, and then use his leisure time to improve his academic qualifications to even a junior college, the future road will be very smooth, and Zhou Hongqi will definitely be able to become a qualified and excellent doctor.

When she returned home, she also mentioned Zhou Hongqi many times to her husband, who was still the director of the Provincial Health Department at the time.

It was when the deputy director saw Zhou Hongqi's registration form, saw that the school and time he graduated from were right, and even his current work unit was on the right township health center, so he insisted on reading the letter.

Moreover, when the deputy director was young, he also stayed in a poor village for many years because of his work.

Although he was not a front-line medical worker like Zhou Hongqi, he was only a young cadre in the health system back then, but the deputy director knew very well about the poor medical conditions in remote mountain villages.

With so many conditions, the deputy director raised the letter in his hand and said: "Although this doctor is only a secondary school student, he has also been affirmed by the city hospital at the beginning, and wants to keep him in the city."

But he resolutely chose to return to the mountains, to the countryside, and use what he learned to serve the areas and people with the worst medical conditions.

Ideologically, politically, and consciously, this doctor can be said to be better than the vast majority of people you have selected.

Qualifications may be an issue, but have you read the letter he wrote?

I'm not a professional doctor, but after all, I've been working in health for so many years, and the local methods he listed may not be worth it, but the medical conditions in Africa may even be worse than in their mountainous area.

When the time comes, will you need to have high-end medical equipment and a large number of medicinal materials to treat all diseases?

I think that this doctor named Zhou Hongqi, his methods, in places like Africa, are the real ways to show their strength.

Is it feasible to use all the resources available locally to serve our African brothers?"

It was the deputy director's words that Zhou Hongqi's materials were re-placed on the list of medical teams aiding Africa.

This was followed by a series of investigations against him, mainly that the local methods and the number of people treated mentioned in his letters were beyond the knowledge of many medical experts, and they had to confirm that the data and methods were feasible.

As a result of the investigation, they found that Zhou Hongqi was even modest.

As a result, Zhou Hongqi became the youngest and only doctor with a non-university degree in the group of medical teams to aid Africa.

Their medical team, which assisted Mozambique, was going for three years.

Although Zhou Hongqi was strongly supported by the deputy director, after all, he had a low education and was young, and his status in the medical team was not even as high as those nurses.

However, as the medical team went deeper into Africa, it was no longer limited to staying in the periphery of the city to provide assistance, but began to enter those primitive tribes and villages, and Zhou Hongqi's local methods played an extremely important role in group treatment again and again.

More than a year later, even the captain of the medical team had to admit that in those areas where the environment is harsh and all aspects are extremely backward, Zhou Hongqi is the protagonist, and he is the guy who can play the role of savior.

After that, Zhou Hongqi became the first choice for everything that needed to go to the doctor.

After all, before seeing the patients, no one knew what kind of medical treatment those patients needed, and in this land, Zhou Hongqi was the one with the highest cure rate.

At the end of three years, the smiles of a group of tanned doctors in Africa are increasingly visible on their faces.

No matter how compassionate you are, it's hard for anyone to want to stay here.

The living conditions are too bad.

During an ordinary visit, Zhou Hongqi ushered in the biggest change in his life.

The visit went well, and the right herbs were found near the patient's village, and the patient was considered to have received the best treatment at that time.

It's just that because the search for herbs took too long, Zhou Hongqi asked the colleague who went with him to leave first, and he continued to treat the patient alone.

By the time it was over, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Although the people in the village told Zhou Hongqi to simply sleep in the village, Zhou Hongqi knew that the day after tomorrow the medical team should return to Maputo, the capital of Mozambique, and prepare to embark on the journey back to China.

Even if it is tomorrow morning, I am afraid that there will be no car to pick me up, and I still have to walk back.

The road of more than ten kilometers is two or three hours away for Zhou Hongqi, who has been training in Africa for three years, and he has walked this road many times, so he can be regarded as an old horse.

This situation has happened in the past, so the people in the village did not force him to stay, but just brought enough water to Zhou Hongqi to see him on the road.

After walking for more than an hour, when Zhou Hongqi was resting beside a bush on the side of the road, he heard the sound of a sigh of soo from the bushes behind him.

When I looked through the grass, it was a black man about my own age, holding a two- or three-year-old child in his hand.

Seeing Zhou Hongqi, the black man was also very nervous, in fact, this nervousness began when Zhou Hongqi was resting next to the bushes.

Fortunately, Zhou Hongqi has been here for three years and has learned several local languages – of course, learning to be able to communicate simply with the aid of hand gestures.

Seeing that the black man was injured, and the child soon began to cry, Zhou Hongqi also said it with a gesture, changing several languages, and finally the black man understood English.

The black man's vigilance gradually decreased, and with the improvised medical equipment that Zhou Hongqi was carrying, he believed Zhou Hongqi's identity as a doctor.

The child's crying became more and more intense, and the black man seemed a little flustered, but Zhou Hongqi felt very strange at the time, although the black man had been holding the child, he didn't seem to care about the child very much, and he didn't treat his child as a treasure like normal parents.

In addition, many of the injuries on the black people were traumatic, which made Zhou Hongqi suspect that this child could have been kidnapped by black people.

But no matter what, he is a doctor, and after examination, he found that the child had a fever, and the fever must be reduced as soon as possible, otherwise in a ghost place like Africa, the chance of turning into pneumonia is simply 100%.

The black man handed over the child to Zhou Hongqi for him to be treated, and Zhou Hongqi asked him to find some herbs and the like, and he actually complied with them one by one, without even showing the initial vigilance, not worrying that the child would be taken away by Zhou Hongqi.

This made Zhou Hongqi feel very dazed.

Because in either case, the black man's attitude towards the child is too weird.

If he is the father of the child, or the elder brother is fine, he should be very nervous about the child's health.

And if he was the one who kidnapped the child, then he would never dare to hand over the child to Zhou Hongqi easily.

After all, with his current physical condition, it is almost impossible to catch up with Zhou Hongqi, who ran for a few minutes first, even with a child.

What kidnapper would give a meat ticket so easily?

After the child's fever gradually subsided and finally fell asleep again, Zhou Hongqi helped the black man stitch and bandage the wound, while hesitating whether to ask this question.

Perhaps it was Zhou Hongqi's attitude that made the black man aware of something, and he took the initiative to explain that the child in his hand was indeed his son. It's just that although he is only twenty-four years old, he already has five wives and seven children, and he really can't treat every child as a treasure like ordinary people.

Zhou Hongqi couldn't continue to talk to him, so he had to ask with a smile: "It seems that you are still a chief?"

The other party's reply was arrogant and contemptuous: "I am much higher than the chief." ”

But Zhou Hongqi asked him about his specific identity, but he never said it clearly, Zhou Hongqi had to treat him as an African brother who loves to brag, after all, the appearance of a black man who can speak English in this kind of poor place is enough for him to feel that he is the chosen one.

"However, do you know that if you don't happen to meet me, even if those wounds on your body don't cause you to lose too much blood and die, there is a high probability that you will be infected with many strange inflammations, making it difficult for you to survive for a week, right?"

After treating all the wounds of the black man, he asked.

The black man was stunned, and finally lowered his head, and he whispered, "Thank you for saving your life, my friend." ”

Zhou Hongqi would never know how much this black man's voice of my friend would bring him changes in the future.

At about two o'clock in the morning, Zhou Hongqi took the black man and the child and returned to the stationing place of the medical team.

It was too late and the rest of the medical team was already asleep.

Zhou Hongqi found some food and drinking water, and even helped the child find some milk, and arranged for them to sleep in a tent stacked with equipment.

Because he slept too late, Zhou Hongqi woke up late the next day, but after going out, no one from the medical team mentioned the black father and son to him.

When he went to the tent where the equipment was stacked, Zhou Hongqi couldn't see the father and son, but he found a text message left by the black man in the place where they slept last night.

In the letter, the black man expressed his gratitude to Zhou Hongqi again, and said that he did not dare to stay here longer, and that he was sorry that he slipped into the tent where Zhou Hongqi had helped him get food last night, and took some food and water with him.

This is a trivial matter, although it is a little impolite, but Zhou Hongqi didn't care.

The black man said that he did have a lot of power here, but something happened yesterday. However, he will quickly quell this turmoil, and when he regains everything, he will once again express his true gratitude to Zhou Hongqi.

At the end of the letter, the black man again used the word "my friend."

After reading the letter, Zhou Hongqi didn't pay too much attention to it, and threw the letter aside after laughing.

After that, he was busy with the group, packed all his belongings, and then returned to the capital of Mozambique with the medical team.

After four days of pure relaxation in Maputo, Zhou Hongqi returned to China.

Every member of the medical team was commended, but Zhou Hongqi's situation was still embarrassing.

Although he has worked hard in the past three years, the medical technology he has demonstrated is more suitable for use in those poor areas. Although he may have treated the largest number of people in Africa, he relied on those local methods, and he could not be transferred to a city hospital and let him continue to use them, right?

Zhou Hongqi was also a little frustrated, but he still offered to return to the original township health center.

As a result, Zhou Hongqi's request was granted.

In the entire medical team, the only one who has not received any promotion in his position is Zhou Hongqi.

However, the director of the health center promised that when Zhou Hongqi was older and his prestige in the township was higher, he would definitely give him a vice president.

But what about a township health center, even if it is the director?

As for the black brother in Africa, the guy who called Zhou Hongqi "my friend" has long been forgotten by Zhou Hongqi.

Zhou Hongqi also did not expect that half a year after he returned to China and returned to the township health center, he suddenly received a phone call.

The person who answered the phone couldn't understand what the other party was saying at all, but fortunately, he understood the three words "Zhou Hongqi" said by the other party in a strange accent, and helped call Zhou Hongqi.

Zhou Hongqi picked up the phone, just fed it, and the other party immediately said excitedly: "Hey, my friend, do you remember me?"

This familiar, but unfamiliar word, made Zhou Hongqi react for a long time.

He laughed and said, "You're the patient I picked up on the path, right?"

The other party immediately became cold and arrogant: "Although you are my savior and my friend whom I personally admit, but, my friend, please pay attention to your wording. Your Majesty, Great King, how could you possibly be picked up?"

Zhou Hongqi didn't care at all, he remembered the black man's bragging, and continued to smile and said, "Okay, stop bragging." However, I remember that I didn't leave you any contact information, how did you find me?"

"Zhou Hongqi, you must remember that you are now talking to a real king, please put away your frivolous actions and words. For a king, as long as I know your name and contact information, there will naturally be ministers who will do it for me......"

Zhou Hongqi couldn't continue this conversation anymore, but a ticket finally convinced him of the man's identity.

In order to avoid some political problems, the name of the country was not mentioned, and the name of the king was not mentioned.

In short, this is a small country with only 10,000 square kilometers in Africa and a population of only 1 million.

And that black man, not bragging, he is one of the few kings of absolute monarchies in this world, and the day Zhou Hongqi met him was the day when one of his more than a hundred brothers and sisters staged a coup d'état.