Fu Bao Ling Quan: I cried with regret after severing ties with my family!

He was also shocked.

Lin Fubao looks to be only a teenager, right?

And he was a barefoot doctor.

This technique stopped the bleeding.

amazing!

"If this kid were to end up in my emergency room, he'd be a real gem!"

Deputy Director Han took a deep breath.

Leaving aside other things.

Just considering the simple point of stopping the bleeding.

In the emergency department.

Everyone should respect Lin Fubao.

At a critical moment.

That was a real lifesaver!

"We'll ask Ma Xiangqian later which commune this kid comes from..."

Deputy Director Han thought to himself.

canteen.

"Dr. Lin, your meal!"

The barefoot doctor who had started serving Lin Fubao his meal handed him the lunchbox. Lin Fubao glanced at it and saw only a small half-bowl of braised pork. The city hospital was quite generous to the barefoot doctors who came to assess them.

Come eat, here's your meal ticket.

This meal ticket allows you to eat as much as you want.

How much to eat.

It doesn't matter!

of course.

Don't waste it.

You can't take it with you.

Each of the twelve people had a small bowl of meat. A full bowl of rice was also served, and they ate with great relish. For the barefoot doctor, this meal was like celebrating the New Year.

"Thanks!"

Lin Fubao sat down to eat.

"Fu Bao, do you think the doctors at the city hospital are that busy? They didn't even finish getting their food before they ran off!"

"It was a barefoot doctor," said one of the doctors.

"That's an emergency room doctor!"

Lin Fubao said.

The emergency department is different from other departments.

"oh!"

The group nodded.

Liu Tieshan remained silent.

After finishing the meal.

It's already 12:30!

A dozen minutes later.

Dean Wang has arrived.

Not only that.

Director Qian also came.

"Director Qian!"

Lin Fubao quickly went up to greet him.

"Dr. Lin!"

Director Qian nodded to Lin Fubao. Behind him was a man whom Lin Fubao recognized; he was the cultural reporter who had taken photos at the Honghuo Brigade last time.

Upon seeing Lin Fubao, I snapped two photos.

"Let's go to the assessment room first!"

Dean Wang greeted them.

Everyone returned to the administration building, which was called an assessment room, but it was actually just a conference room. There was a round table that could seat twenty or thirty people. After Lin Fubao and the others went in, they were all seated under Dean Wang's arrangement.

"This time, I'm definitely going to pass!"

Liu Tieshan took a deep breath.

His palms were covered in sweat.

The other barefoot doctors were also a little nervous, but Lin Fubao looked completely at ease.

This kind of assessment.

It's not difficult.

"Director Qian!"

A few minutes later, Vice President Chen from the city hospital arrived. He was around forty years old, slightly overweight, and had a beaming smile. He was especially enthusiastic when he saw the reporters from the cultural magazine.

Director Qian and Vice Dean Chen entered the assessment room.

"Today's assessment was chaired by Vice Dean Chen and myself. The assessment consisted of two parts: a theoretical assessment, where a score of 60 is the minimum requirement for a village doctor!"

"In addition to that, there's also a practical skills assessment!"

"Vice Dean Chen will score you on the practical assessment, and you'll need to score at least 60. After passing the assessment, I will personally go to the local commune health center within a week to issue the village doctor certificate!"

Director Qian's voice rang out.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. If you can score above 80 in both the theoretical and practical assessments, you can apply to come to the city hospital for training and participate in the annual promotion assessment for rural doctors!"

Vice Dean Chen said with a smile.

Eighty?

A group of barefoot doctors hung their heads, unable to pass even a 60-point test, let alone an 80-point one!

In their hearts.

Entering the commune clinic was like having your ancestral graves emitting smoke.

"The performance evaluation and promotion systems are basically the same!"

Lin Fubao nodded. Why couldn't barefoot doctors pass the exams for health centers? It was mainly an education problem. How many barefoot doctors in the production and construction corps received a complete medical education?

If a village doctor wants to be promoted, he needs to be transferred to a city hospital.

The same is true.

For the following people, attending a vocational school or university is the best way out.

Because of vocational schools and universities.

They have better professional education.

That's the key point!

It's okay, then we'll just have to rely on our own skills.

"The theoretical examination will last sixty minutes!"

"Now we'll begin verifying your identity and curling your hair!"

Director Qian and Vice Dean Chen came down together to verify identities, distributing one test paper to each person verified. Five minutes later, looking at the quiet examination room, Director Qian nodded in satisfaction.

"The theoretical assessment begins!"

Director Qian finished speaking.

Twelve people.

Start answering the questions.

"Crackling sound..."

The reporter from the cultural magazine took a few pictures of Lin Fubao and then left.

Outside the conference room.

"Director Qian, this Lin Fubao is too young. Even if he had studied with his father since childhood, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to pass!"

"That's what Vice Dean Chen said."

He remembered Lin Jianye.

Last assessment.

A score of 85 or higher for both doors!

Lin Jianye was qualified for training at the municipal hospital. Once trained, his chances of getting a job there would be much greater. But who knew that before he could even be transferred to the health center, something bad would happen!

"Vice Dean Chen, don't underestimate Dr. Lin just because he's young!"

"Your medical skills are quite good!"

Dean Wang said with a smile.

These theoretical exams, though unrelated to Lin Fubao's acupuncture techniques, should not be forgotten. Lin Fubao achieved a perfect score in the last barefoot doctor assessment. And that exam was personally prepared by Dean Wang.

Twelve of the questions were from the city hospital's assessment of rural doctors.

Lin Fubao can make it.

This also means...

Lin Fubao's abilities are indeed quite good!

"This child has some talent and ability, but we shouldn't praise him too much. Otherwise, before he's even mastered the skills, he'll become arrogant!"

"That's what Vice Dean Chen said."

"That's true too!"

Director Qian nodded.

Dean Wang smiled but didn't say anything.

They are capable.

A bit arrogant.

Is that abnormal?

meeting room.

The exam time passed slowly, and Lin Fubao answered the questions at a leisurely pace. He had an hour anyway, no need to rush. Lin Fubao had already glanced at the exam paper when he received it.

No pressure!

The most difficult part was analyzing a case!

But for Lin Fubao...

Equally easy.

Compared to real patients, the questions on the exam are far too easy. Finding the problems of a real patient standing in front of you is much more difficult than extracting information from the questions.

Time passed slowly.

Of the twelve barefoot doctors, all but Lin Fubao had sweat beading on their foreheads.

Especially Liu Tieshan.

Every now and then, he would glance at Lin Fubao.

I saw Lin Fubao writing quietly.

He grew increasingly anxious.

"Time's up!"

Vice Dean Chen's voice rang out, and the two men came down and quickly collected the exam papers.

The theoretical assessment is over.

"Sigh, I haven't even started writing the case study yet!"

"This is too difficult..."

……

After the exam, the group of barefoot doctors were all quite downcast.

Lin Fubao shook his head.

It's not too difficult.

It's not that I'm bad at it!