Chapter 411

"Yes! Secretary Sister!"

Qiao Qiao ran to the kitchen happily, and before long, he brought a white porcelain bowl and a spoon.

A few red wolfberries were dotted on the crushed tremella, and in the hot weather, the cool taste moisturized from the throat to the stomach, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Guo Dong swallowed subconsciously.

And at this time, little Secretary Zhu seemed to have just discovered it, and shouted enthusiastically again: "Qiao Qiao, your Doctor Sister has paid money, give her a bowl too."

Qiao Qiao was a little reluctant, but nodded obediently: "Okay. I'll use a disposable bowl."

Don't say, when taking this bowl, looking at the reluctance on Qiao Qiao's face, Guo Dong inexplicably felt a sense of pride—humph, no matter how expensive things are, she has already eaten enough for 200 yuan anyway!

And at this time, she heard little Secretary Zhu ask: "Since you have nothing to do, do you want to go to the clinic with me to see the house?"

"Oh my, I tell you, the red brick courtyard with fence railings, the flowers planted in the flower bed on the side are all blooming well!"

"If you move in, it's really a cheap bargain!"

Guo Dong:...

She looked at the bowl in her hand, had to silently take the straw hat handed by Qiao Qiao, and then followed little Secretary Zhu, following the rhythm of her dragging slippers, and walked onto the scorching road.

Facing the hot sun, little Secretary Zhu's heart was also like a flame. At this moment, walking on the big road, the scorching temperature made the soles of her shoes soft and hot, but she didn't feel it at all, still passionately describing the beautiful prospects of being a village doctor to Guo Dong.

But Guo Dong has properly gone to school and obtained a certificate, interned in the hospital, and opened a clinic by herself.

What prospects and future, she doesn't listen to any of them, only asking the key questions:

"How much salary could the original Li Yisheng get in a month?"

Little Secretary Zhu pondered for a long time: "Not little, less than 100,000 yuan last year."

"How much?" Guo Dong asked again.

"Less than 50,000 yuan."

"Specifically?"

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Guo Dong was about to laugh angrily:

"Yuan? No wonder people want to run! Otherwise, what can they do with this money?"

"Don't look down on it!"

Little Secretary Zhu didn't feel ashamed at all, but said seriously: "You have to know, a few years ago, whether there was money or not was two different things!"

"Now the country first built the clinic, and then began to give subsidies. Like our village with less than 1000 people, a village doctor can subsidize 400 a month!"

"So..."

Guo Dong calculated: "Li Yisheng has a monthly subsidy of 400, and the annual income is only?"

Little Secretary Zhu's face thickened, which was incomparable to Song Tan, only to see her expressionless:

"Oh my, you are still young, don't just look at money! With the further improvement of our policies, and the longer you take root in our village, this establishment will come sooner or later."

"Besides, aren't you a Chinese medicine doctor? Coincidentally, our village doctor has a policy—Chinese medicine diagnosis and treatment, Chinese medicine decoction pieces, etc., all collected by the doctor himself."

"Of course, this medicine also needs to be prepared by yourself. But look, in this way, isn't it the same as you opening a clinic?"

"Besides, don't you still have a batch of customers you hoarded yourself? Later, if people have needs, let the car drive to our side, it doesn't take much effort."

You know, the trust of contemporary middle-aged and elderly people in Chinese medicine is that they would rather go to another city to make an appointment.

Just like little Secretary Zhu's mother, she used to sneak to the countryside to find someone to calculate—

Cough.

This can't be said.

In short, people's psychology is like this, and many inheritances of the country are like this.

Guo Dong didn't make a sound.

Because she realized that although little Secretary Zhu said it was very pit, it was indeed quite beneficial to live here.

Not to mention anything else, this bumpy and difficult mountain road, even if her mother called relatives to bring her back, this toss is not something everyone is happy about.

Of course, the same bumpy and difficult mountain road will definitely persuade many patients to retreat—this is the advantage and disadvantage.

The two fell silent instantly.

However, little Secretary Zhu's mouth didn't stop, and at this moment, she was holding the bowl, drinking the sweet tremella soup.

Guo Dong:...

She also drank a spoonful—sigh, why can't they provide meals?

The two turned around a small hill, and what appeared on the side of the road was indeed as little Secretary Zhu said, a red brick courtyard, with neat firewood piles by the wall.

Large patches of honeysuckle climbed up from the side of the fence, blooming with golden and silver fragrant flowers in this season.

At the foot of the wall on one side, a few clusters of sun flowers were planted sporadically, layered and dense, growing quite vigorously.

Just at this time, a small dog rushed out of the house, and at first sight, Guo Dong was shocked:

"What kind of dog is this?"

"What?"

Little Secretary Zhu was stunned, turned her head and looked, and answered naturally: "Teddy, haven't you seen it?"

Guo Dong:...

She had seen Teddies, white, gray, reddish-brown, some with curly hair, some with sloppy looks, and some sent to pet shops for careful styling to straighten and blow-dry...

But this one in front of her, not to mention how sloppy the curly hair on its body is, just the bubble noodle middle-part long bangs that covered its eyes on the top of its head, where is it a little bit similar to the little Teddies wearing vests she had seen before?!

Little Secretary Zhu was used to it: "I don't know where it ran from, Li Yisheng just fed it casually, so it's sloppy—do you like dogs? If you like it, I'll ask if this dog can be left for you?"

"No, no." Guo Dong declined politely.

"Let Li Yisheng take this dog away."

"I said so!" Little Secretary Zhu looked very calm: "You have seen the dogs in Song Tan's family, not to mention, the quality of the 7 treasures is hard to find in the world, once you have seen the sea, it's hard to be water, you pick puppies again, unless it's love at first sight, otherwise it's hard to get into your eyes easily."

As soon as the voice fell, a thin old man walked out of the courtyard, and when he saw her, his eyebrows raised:

"Old Song's dog is good, but it's not mine, I don't care! I love my little curly hair—oh my, wait for us to go to the town to cut its hair, poor thing, the eyes are covered."

And then looked at Zhu Jun: "Secretary Zhu, my patients have all gone back, no need to come tomorrow."

"Wait until early tomorrow morning, I will move away."

He looked at the red brick house in front of him, his expression melancholy: "Sigh, I really don't want to go to the town, it's so free to live in my hometown!"

"That's not it." Little Secretary Zhu was still actively trying to persuade him to stay, after all, Guo Dong hadn't decided whether to stay or not, right?

Both hands must be grasped, and both hands must be hard.

"Look at the air and water in our village, eating doesn't cost money, life is still free, playing cards and sleeping are all up to you... this must be a hundred times more comfortable than in the town!"