Chapter 2019 Prairie Night

  The convoy bypassed the snow-capped mountains and entered the tea plain with abundant water and grass. Because this is a river valley, Tianshan is like a beautiful woman with her legs separated, and the rain is abundant like Jiangnan.

  However, a little more than one-third belonged to the country of Hua, and the rest belonged to Stan. Is this place good? Let’s put it this way, the capital of Stan was established here back then, not only with mines, but also with plains, snow water from snow-capped mountains, and moist water from the Indian Ocean, making this one of the few livable places in the Northwest. zone.

  Northwest people mostly speak with a closed accent. Zhang Fan didn't understand it when he was in Su Province, but he understood it after coming to Cha Su.

  Because Zhang accent is easy to eat dirt!

  When the sky is full of yellow sand in the northwest, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant in the chasu valley.

  Bypassing the snow-capped mountains, the scenery in front of me suddenly opened up, really like the lyrics of Fairy Tale Town, or like the feeling of entering a paradise in an anime.

  There was no old man Zuo back then, so it is estimated that people from the Hua Kingdom would have to look at other people's customs when they came to this area.

  The doctors and nurses in the convoy were not surprised. After seeing too much, there was no novelty.

  A group of people, a group of people who are like prisoners of labor reform all year round, see the sun are rare, come out for free clinics like a windbreak, chattering.

   Laughter erupted from time to time in the car.

  Of course, this kind of laughter excludes Zhang Fan. Although Zhang Fan is young and approachable, at this moment, it always feels like my mother won’t let me play with you.

   On the contrary, Wang Hong enjoyed this kind of solitude very much. From time to time, she told Zhang Fan about passing through towns or pastoral areas.

Because Zhang Fan is known as Cha Su Tong, in order to increase the number of surgeries, Zhang Fan traveled countless times in the Cha Su area, and there are his footprints in all towns and villages, which more or less led to Zhang Fan The staff around me are also working hard in this regard.

"Heishishan is just ahead. Dean Monk of the hospital applied for an eliminated DR from our hospital last year, saying that he can pay us back this year, but according to Dean Yan Xiaoyu, until now there has been no DR. The news of paying back the money."

   After finishing speaking, Wang Hong glanced at Zhang Fan.

  Zhang Fan nodded and did not speak.

  The equipment in the hospital is depreciated. For example, to pay the salaries of the doctors in the hospital, the depreciation of a piece of equipment must be deducted from the doctor.

   When it was sold, the doctors and nurses were not given any money. How this account was calculated, even Zhang Fan didn't know very well.

   Anyway, if you ask the finance, the finance can give you a thick stack of laws and regulations.

  Moreover, after the equipment in the hospital is eliminated, it must be sealed up, and generally it cannot be sold out. However, the later ones are about beauty and health. The decoration is the same as that of the imperial palace, but the equipment inside is all obsolete. Zhang Fan doesn't know where this group of goods bought these obsolete medical equipment.

  However, in the system of public hospitals, mutual exchange is still allowed, but to be honest, whoever can be the director of a hospital will buy equipment that is obsolete by a higher-level hospital?

   Is it because the country has no money or is the salesperson of the equipment manufacturer not beautiful?

  So, generally, the equipment eliminated by the top three hospitals, not to mention that you sell it to other lower-level hospitals, even if you sell it to others, they don’t want it.

   And Monk probably didn’t get any money from his superiors, and he urgently needs a DR on his side. Otherwise, even if Zhang Fan doesn’t want the money, Monk won’t either.

  The equipment in Chasu Hospital does not mean that it is old and unusable, but that there are too many new equipment, and there is really no place for some conventional equipment.

  Yan Xiaoyu thought about wanting some money, Zhang Fan knew very well that this thing is a bad debt. It's like the tea government owes money to the tea bank.

   Whoever borrowed it from you, you can go with whoever, as long as the above does not issue a death order, and wait for the new leader to pay back the money, there is no way.

  Wang Hong was actually looking at Zhang Fan's face. If Zhang Fan showed the desired expression, she would definitely find a chance to talk about it when we meet later.

  If Zhang Fan doesn't have the expression he wants, Wang Hong will just pretend he doesn't know about it.

Zhang Fan’s team has a total of five cars, one of which was borrowed from the Chasu government. The Chasu government has also become more enlightened in the past two years. Su Hospital, the driver and all kinds of fuel maintenance and so on don't talk to Cha Su Hospital.

   I don't know if it's because I don't have much money or I think it's troublesome.

   There is also a surgical vehicle, an inspection vehicle, a logistics purification vehicle, and a cold storage vehicle at the end. Although there are not many cars, but on the two-way six-lane highway, it feels like a thousand troops and horses.

  Because this is almost the westernmost section of Huaguo, and the high-speed roads are extremely luxurious. Unfortunately, there are not many cars in Nima. If you can meet one or two cars in half an hour, it is considered a peak period.

  This situation can make people in the south of Huaguo envious. It is estimated that southerners have never traveled such a rich road since they have a car!

   This is when the relationship with Stan is good. If the relationship is not good, there is no car.

  There are not many cars, but there are many cattle and sheep crossing the road.

  When the car arrived at the pick-up mouth, people from the Heishantou Health Center were already waiting on horseback.

  Because every year, there is no need to make special calculations. When it is time for the sheep to shear, just call and ask, and you can almost book the date.

  Munch, who is black and red, is riding a tall horse, holding a silver bowl in his hand, and the person next to him is holding a khata, waiting for the doctors and nurses from the Chasu Hospital.

   "This guy, like this every year." After seeing Monk from a distance, although he was cursing, his face was still quite happy.

  Being a dean at a young age, there are fewer and fewer people around me who can be serious friends.

  Even Li Hui, when talking to Zhang Fan, actually looked at Zhang Fan's face carefully, and said a few witty words when he was happy, but Li Hui was very restrained when he looked unhappy.

  But Monk is different. When Zhang Fan was dispatched here, to be honest, he saw with his own eyes how depressed Zhang Fan was at that time.

  The scene of several people huddling together to eat the lamb that fell to its death from the mountain is still vivid in my mind.

   Back then, Zhang Fan told the truth that eating a meal of meat would improve his life.

   "Oh, my Adachi, I miss you so much!"

  Munch, who jumped off his horse, smelled of butter and sheep, hugged Zhang Fan, but Zhang Fan didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

   "A friend from afar has arrived, let's take out..."

   Bowls of silver bowls are filled with kumiss and accompanied by toast songs, which makes it feel like a grand festival.

  People in tea-su urban areas rarely drink kumiss. The first thing is that there are few of them, and the amount of milk from horses cannot be compared with that from cows.

  Second, this thing is only available in summer, and because it is fermented, it is not easy to transport.

  In addition to grassland people drinking fresh mare's milk, the Han people, most of the Han people, have diarrhea after drinking it.

  Zhang Fan was like this. He was sent here when he was in the county hospital. He drank a bowl of fresh mare's milk, and after three days of defecation, he couldn't even touch his **** with paper, and it hurt when he touched it.

  How to say kumiss, it tastes like milk and beer. Zhang Fan doesn’t drink alcohol, but he drinks a few bowls of kumiss every year when he comes to the grassland.

  Especially the kumiss brought by Munch not far away from more than 30 kilometers away.

   Lu Shuyan and the others, even though they are women, can drink kumiss in one sip, and they say it is high in protein after drinking it.

  In the largest tent on the prairie, Zhang Fan led people to set up inspection equipment, and too many tribes of people in the pastoral area had already gathered here.

  The free consultation day of Chasu Hospital has become a holiday for the people in pastoral areas.

  Because when we arrived at the place, the sun was about to set in the afternoon, and the temperature had already started to cool down.

  After Zhang Fan settled down, it was dark.

   "If you don't rush to see a doctor today, how can you let everyone work if you don't have a full stomach. This is not a habit we are fooled by."

  The place names of many places in the frontier are Mongolian, such as Kuitun, which actually means cold.

  The Mongols in this place are said to be descendants of the Golden Family. Sometimes when chatting with them, they look down on the Mongols in Outer Mongolia, saying that hundreds of years ago, the Mongolians in Outer Mongolia were herding cattle for them.

   Zhang Fan doesn’t know much about the real and the fake. Anyway, bragging is not illegal, so let’s just listen to Munch’s bragging.

   When he came here before, Zhang Fan, who slaughtered cattle and sheep, didn't bother too much. After all, as a little doctor, he didn't need to worry about it. He just ate what he had.

   But it’s not working now, every year, eating other people’s food every year, that’s not okay.

   Therefore, every time Zhang Fan came to Zhang Fan, he asked Wang Hong to give him a lot of money according to the market price.

   After paying the money, Zhang Fan no longer refuses to eat and drink, as long as he doesn't waste it.

  The bonfire was lit when a bright moon rose.

  The bright moon like a silver plate hangs in the sky, the faint moonlight shines on the grassland, and the countless meandering rivers are glowing in patches, just like a grassland girl wearing fluorescent stockings.

   Those who are good at singing have already started singing with the Matouqin.

  Melodious and beautiful songs, floating on the grassland.

  Zhang Fan lay on the grassland, looking at the moon within reach, feeling very at ease.

  I don't know why, once he returned to the grassland, his heart was very quiet, as if he was no longer so impatient, and no longer so irritable.

   "If you don't sing and dance, what are you doing here with me?"

   After finally finding a quiet time, Wang Hong was still sitting on the side.

   "Ah! I'm a little tired and can't jump."

  Zhang Fan knows that this is his job, but is this guy here to monitor him or to help him?

  Looking at the wobbly green grass in the grass, a young man and woman jumped out after a while. Zhang Fan really didn't know if Wang Hong was here to spy on him.

  Fifty-six clans, fifty-five have finished drinking, singing and dancing, and the remaining one is Nima who can brag. I don’t know who said this.

   It really makes sense. At the bonfire banquet, the doctors and nurses were forced to join the Guozhuang team. When they saw that their bodies were as stiff as wood, there was no need to guess, they must be doctors and nurses from the Chasu Hospital.

Zhang Fan can't do it anymore, but the barbecue on the grassland is really delicious, the fist-sized roast lamb, the fat on the sizzling surface is constantly bursting, and the fragrance that bursts out, you don't need to eat it, just smell it People are drooling.

  Can't sing, can't dance, and tastes no worse than anyone else!

  (end of this chapter)