Siheyuan: Fishing for All Things.

We should make the best use of our resources by conquering some major diseases.

"Director Zhang, have you ever thought about the fact that women are not very friendly these days?" Lin Shaowen said in a deep voice, "When men are sick, even if it is a difficult disease to talk about, they can go to the hospital for treatment openly, but women can't. They are afraid of gossip from others. Reputation is more important than life..."

These words left Zhang Yuyang silent.

He also knew that it was difficult for women to see a doctor. Nowadays, the ratio of male doctors to female doctors was more than ten to one, and female gynecologists were even rarer. No man was willing to let a stranger see his wife or daughter's body, even if the other party was a doctor.

"So where are you going to start?" Zhang Yuyang asked.

"I want to... develop a product that can replace sanitary pads first." Lin Shaowen said in a deep voice, "Nowadays, many women still use sanitary napkins when they have their period, and some women with poor conditions just tear off a piece of cloth and add some plant ash. This is very unhygienic."

Zhang Yuyang was silent for a while before he said, "Write me a plan. If I can help, I will try my best to help you complete your research project."

This is said very skillfully.

Although I don't support you in studying gynecology, I am willing to support you in completing your project.

"Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow." Lin Shaowen nodded.

Sanitary napkins are actually quite technologically advanced, especially in this era of material scarcity.

It's difficult to make plant fibers with good water absorption, but tampons are not so difficult. As long as you have the right materials and an assembly line, there are basically no problems. Of course, he has no control over sales and pricing.

After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Yuyang said goodbye.

When Lin Shaowen was writing and drawing in the infirmary alone, two people suddenly came in without knocking.

"Um, Mr. Zhao? Qingshan, why are you here?"

Lin Shaowen looked at the two of them solemnly.

They are very busy people and they almost always come to the temple for no reason.

"I have a comrade-in-arms and I would like you to take a look at him." Zhao Qingming said softly.

"Row."

Lin Shaowen packed up his things without saying a word and prepared to leave.

Zhao Qingshan was lost in thought as he stared at Lin Shaowen's plan. Zhao Qingming called him several times but he didn't respond.

"What's wrong?" Lin Shaowen asked.

Zhao Qingming did not answer, but asked, "Shao Wen, tampons also need to be made in a factory, right?"

"Yes, what do you think?" Lin Shaowen looked surprised.

Zhao Qingshan gave him the impression of an orthodox soldier, walking, sitting and standing in a very strict manner.

Why are you interested in this kind of feminine products?

"Xiao Lin, to be honest with you, your brother Qingshan may be retiring." Zhao Qingming sat on the stool and sighed.

"Retired?"

Lin Shaowen opened his mouth wide.

Although Zhao Qingming has more than one son, Zhao Qingshan is definitely the successor he values ​​the most. Now that the successor has retired, the Zhao family's influence in the military may decline significantly.

"I have no choice but to retire."

Zhao Qingshan smiled bitterly and showed his right wrist.

There was a centipede-like scar on it, and it was obvious that the tendons in his hand had been cut.

Has he been on the battlefield?

Lin Shaowen frowned. Maybe he could win some hand tendon repairing techniques in the future lottery, but for now, there was really nothing he could do.

Obviously, Zhao Qingshan and his son had no hope for these things, they just treated Lin Shaowen as their own, so they showed it to him.

"what's your plan?"

Lin Shaowen actually didn't want to ask this stupid question.

In terms of background, Zhao Qingshan is far better than him. Zhao Qingming is not dead yet, so isn't it more than enough for him to protect Zhao Qingshan?

But since the other party told him such a thing, it must be related to him.

"I now have two choices: to join a government agency... or to take over a small textile factory and become the factory director." Zhao Qingshan said seriously, "I originally wanted to join a government agency, but after seeing your plan today, I want to take over a textile factory to produce tampons."

"But... this plan is not yet mature." Lin Shaowen hesitated.

Zhao Qingshan must achieve results when he takes over the factory. What if the tampons are unreliable? Wouldn't that be harming others?

"How can there be so many mature plans?" Zhao Qingming smiled and patted Lin Shaowen on the shoulder. "I know it's for your brother Qingshan's good, but when you work, you can't just do it for promotion and wealth, you have to consider the people more."

Lin Shaowen's face turned red after hearing what he said.

He never thought about getting promoted or getting rich, but he also never thought about serving the country or the people.

You can't expect an ordinary office worker to make a great contribution to the country, right?

Zhao family's western-style building.

Lin Shaowen followed Zhao Qingming and Zhao Qingshan carrying a medicine box, but before they entered the living room, they heard a burst of hearty laughter.

"Damn it, Zhao Qingming, you son of a bitch, I thought you ran away."

"Get lost! When have I ever abandoned my comrades?" Zhao Qingming cursed with a smile.

"Is this the doctor you hired? Why is he a doll?"

A middle-aged man in his fifties was looking at Lin Shaowen.

"Xiao Lin, ignore him."

Zhao Qingming waved to Lin Shaowen, motioning him to come over and sit down.

"Hello, I'm Lin Shaowen, the factory doctor at the steel rolling mill." Lin Shaowen introduced himself.

"My name is Deng Guangrong, and I'm a soldier." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Come on, let me see what you can do."

As he said this, he stretched out his right hand, motioning Lin Shaowen to take his pulse.

Lin Shaowen was not polite and put his hand on his pulse.

"You've had typhoid fever? Nearly fatal?"

"Old Zhao, what did you tell him?" Deng Guangrong asked in surprise.

"Go to hell, I didn't say that." Zhao Qingming cursed with a smile.

"There's nothing wrong with your body. You're just a little overworked and overthinking..." Lin Shaowen hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It's not a big problem, but there are some hidden dangers. It's best for you to rest and recuperate for a while."

"Recuperate? How can we rest?" Deng Guangrong laughed. "There are so many things waiting for us to do. It's not like this old guy is retiring."

Zhao Qingming smiled and said nothing.

"Lie down, I'll give you a massage." Lin Shaowen stood up and said.

Deng Guangrong didn't act pretentiously and just lay down on the sofa.

Lin Shaowen started massaging and soon heard Deng Guangrong's voice.

Chapter 96 I Just Want to Be a Tool

half an hour.

After the massage, Lin Shaowen saw that he had fallen asleep, so he picked up a pen, wrote a prescription on a piece of paper, and then left.

"Shao Wen."

Zhao Qingshan chased out, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Brother Qingshan, don't tell me anything." Lin Shaowen said with a smile, "For some things, it is enough to make a good relationship. If you have decided on something, stick to it. It is more useful to stir up trouble than to add icing on the cake."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Zhao Qingshan stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

However, neither of them noticed that Deng Guangrong and Zhao Qingming were watching from the window of the living room.

"How is it?" Zhao Qingming said proudly, "I told you that this kid must have guessed something, but you still didn't believe it."

"This kid is quite interesting." Deng Guangrong chuckled.

Lin Shaowen sat in the car and was silent for a long time.

God knows how he felt when he first entered the living room. He almost lost his mind.

At that moment he really wanted to escape. He felt as if he had entered some extraordinary circle, but this circle was not something a small person like him could mix in.

He just wants to be a doctor, a tool, and that's enough.

for a long time.

Lin Shaowen returned to the courtyard.

The others had already found it commonplace that a car was used to take Lin Shaowen back.

As usual, Jia Zhang mocked Lin Shaowen a few times.

"Some people only know how to curry favor with their superiors and never do any real work. Pah."

"Your husband is dead." Lin Shaowen said expressionlessly.

The residents of the courtyard who heard the noise ran out quickly.

Why rush to cook? Watching the fun is the real thing.

"You little bastard, the son you gave birth to has no anus." Jia Zhang said angrily.

"Your husband is dead."

"You are a little beast, and Lou Xiao'e is just a little whore. You two will not have a good death."

"Your husband is dead."

"You little bastard, your whole family is dead."

"Your husband is dead."

……

Pfft!

Someone laughed, and suddenly the whole yard burst into laughter.

The main thing is that Lin Shaowen's calmness formed a sharp contrast with Jia Zhang's madness, and the sentence "Your husband is dead" really hit the nail on the head.

"Ahhh, you little bastard..."

Jia Zhang was broken by the laughter of the crowd and immediately launched a wild boar charge.

Lin Shaowen pointed to the sky and shouted, "Jia Zhang, look, Old Jia is flying in the sky..."

"what?"

Jia Zhang stopped and looked up at the sky, but found nothing.

"Hahaha, Lao Jia is flying in the sky." Yan Jiecheng laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh.

His smile made everyone laugh again.

"Little beast, I will fight you..."

Jia Zhang's eyes turned red, and she immediately turned around to look for Lin Shaowen, but Lin Shaowen had already slipped away. He was not in the mood to play with Jia Zhang today.

"What are you laughing at, little bastard from the Yan family?"

When Jia Zhang couldn't find Lin Shaowen, she immediately turned the gun around and pointed it at Yan Jiecheng.

"Your husband is dead." Yan Jiecheng said with a grin.

"You little bastard, I'll tear your mouth apart." Jia Zhang rushed over.

"Look, Lao Jia is flying in the sky."

Yan Jiecheng shouted with a grin and then ran back to the house.

"Ahhh, you all are bullying me, an old woman." Jia Zhang sat down at the door of Yan Bugui's house, but before she could speak.

Yan Jiecheng's voice came from the room, "Old Jia, come up quickly and take Lin Shaowen and Jia Zhang away."

"Hahaha!"