1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 193 Hospitalization
Although the oil unit was known for its wealth, the drilling company's staff hospital was actually not as large as later generations imagined, nor as magnificent as later hospitals... From the outside, it looked like a clinic consisting of seven or eight rows of bungalows, covering a fairly large area.

Moreover, the medical care and service level here is difficult to describe. Many employees may come here for a check-up if they have minor illnesses, but if the symptoms are a little more serious, even if it is a bad cold, they would rather find a car to take them to the county hospital for treatment than go to the employee hospital to be bullied.

But if you think that the staff hospital is really a useless department and the doctors and nurses inside are just there to get by, then you are totally wrong!

Simply put, these seven or eight rows of shabby bungalows that appear to be a bit old are equipped with dozens of the most advanced medical equipment in the country at the time, including CT machines and X-ray machines. Many of these machines may not even be available in county hospitals, let alone municipal hospitals.

Although the department divisions of the staff hospital are not as detailed and professional as those of modern hospitals in later generations, it has all the major departments. Among them, the chief physicians of some departments such as cardiology and pulmonary medicine, orthopedics, pediatrics, dermatology, infectious diseases, and traditional Chinese medicine are young talents who can go out to exchange and learn with domestic and foreign experts.

It can be said that whether in terms of software or hardware, the staff hospital is definitely a model of "low-key luxury".

The reason why the employees of the drilling company complain so much about their own hospital...

The reason is simple, the drilling company's staff hospital absorbs a large number of fresh blood every year. For the purpose of inheritance, whether it is injections or infusions, or those less serious diseases, it is naturally done by those extremely inexperienced novices under the guidance of their masters.

From ancient times to the present, medicine has been a discipline that requires both talent and long-term practical experience. If you let rookies who have just graduated from technical secondary schools take over, it would be strange if the company's employees would have a good experience!
However, just like in later generations, different people will receive different medical resources when they feel unwell. If the company's leaders or core positions come to the staff hospital for treatment, then that is naturally two different things...Seriously speaking, unless you encounter areas that you are not good at, if the chief physicians take charge, the comprehensive medical level of the staff hospital is actually not much worse than those of the first-class tertiary hospitals.

So, when Tugou brought Yang Mo to the staff hospital, only an hour later, all the thorns on his body were pulled out. After applying medicine, he was smoothly admitted to a single room at the innermost part of the inpatient department.

The reason why he received this kind of treatment, with the chief physician personally handling the case, actually had little to do with whether he was a deputy section-level cadre... After all, deputy section-level cadre was just a job title, and in the drilling company, a cadre with the title of deputy section-level cadre would make at least four hundred and ninety dollars, if not five hundred, and this thing was worthless in the staff hospital.

The real reason why Yang Mo was able to use this backdoor was...

The relationship between him and Zhang Lin, and the unspoken bond of fighting side by side that they established during the action to help migrant workers returning home at the beginning of the year.

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"Yang Shidan, you wrapped it so thickly... Aren't you afraid that the wound will get infected?"

Before she had time to change her pants, Lu Yingying opened her lunch box, scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and then handed it to Yang Mo's mouth.

Yang Mo flicked the thick gauze on his left shoulder and said nonchalantly, "Director Huang said that the wounds are small and the thorns are not deep. After applying mercurochrome, it will basically be fine... Plus, the layers of gauze inside are very breathable, so it won't be a problem if I wrap it thicker."

Lu Yingying glared at him: "If you want to take a few days off, just ask for leave openly. Why do you deliberately make yourself look like this? It's scary... You've been seconded for more than half a month, so what's wrong with taking a few days off?" Yang Mo touched the new pinhole on the hard lump on his butt unhappily: "How can there be so many things to take for granted? The nature of the work of the special working group is [Participating in urgent and important tasks], which is one level higher than the production campaign. Before the task is completed, how can you rest and sleep?"

Lu Yingying curled her lips when she heard that. The two grew up together and have worked together in the drilling company for more than half a year. She knows this guy's temper very well... Although this bastard is lazy and sly when he is not under pressure, he is definitely not the kind of person who cannot withstand pressure and hardship after being assigned a task.

Therefore, she could naturally see that this guy had to stay in the staff hospital for a few days under the pretext of being injured, and there must be other reasons.

Thinking of this, Lu Yingying frowned, and a hint of worry appeared in her tone: "Yang Shidan, is it that Mr. Wang... If it really doesn't work out, can we stop making such a fuss? You're already a deputy section chief, wouldn't it be nice to just stay there for a few years in peace and stability?"

To be honest, ever since Yang Mo graduated and joined the drilling company, she felt that he seemed like a different person, and was particularly hardworking... A college student who had just been converted to a full-time employee had actually gotten involved with the company's top executives within more than half a year. Can you imagine that?

Tugou felt that she was quite a restless person, jumping up and down so much that she got beaten by her mother quite a few times; but compared to this girl, she was simply a good girl!
Moreover, unlike the fights she had with the boys from the neighboring village, what Yang Mo had been going through over the past six months, although seemingly not as intense, was far more dangerous than a few fights... If he wasn't careful, his future for the rest of his life would be ruined.

Seeing this, Yang Mo just smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, it's not as serious as you think, and it's not what you think... In other words, although this matter is somewhat related to Mr. Wang, it is not directly related."

As he spoke, Yang Mo pointed at the cigarette on the bedside table and motioned for Tugou to help him get it. "To be precise, I have already done what I should do in the first stage... No matter what the considerations are, I need to control the pace now... So from this perspective, I got hit like this today, and you looked me over from head to toe, so it's not a loss at all."

Lu Yingying's face turned red and her voice trembled: "W-what do you mean I saw you all over? I, I, I..."

I thought for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Yang Mo waved his hands with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, it doesn't matter, it's not like I haven't seen it before when I was a kid anyway, and besides, it's not a big deal for a grown man like me to be seen... If you really feel bad about it, you can return it to me someday!"

Give you back?
What I mean is... I want you to watch it while you're taking a shower?
Even though he knew that the guy was joking, Tugou classmate still couldn't resist. His hands went limp and the porridge in the spoon spilled all over Yang Mo's body, scalding him and making him grimace.

Just when Lu Yingying was feeling an inexplicable panic, not knowing whether to punch this outspoken jerk or run away...

dong dong dong.

There was a steady knock on the door...

(End of this chapter)