Chapter 72 Are You the Rescue Summoned by Monkey?
When Wang Mengde heard that "President" Zhou mentioned his name, he instantly felt as if he was drunk and his head was dizzy.
Pu Lao was not surprised at all by the expression on his disciple's face when he heard the news. After a while, seeing that Wang Mengde had finally returned to normal, he continued:
"Also, your job transfer has been arranged. Go directly to the institute next Monday to handle the formalities."
"Okay, I'll remember that, sir." Wang Mengde agreed with a grin.
Two days ago, he returned to the steel rolling mill workers' hospital to pick up some personal belongings and say goodbye to Zhang Hanhua and Zhao Xiaotao.
When he learned that Wang Mengde had been transferred to the Chinese Medical Research Institute and was studying with the famous Chinese medicine master Pu Lao, Zhang Hanhua's eyes turned red with envy. If he were not old, he would have shamelessly asked Wang Mengde for a favor and asked him to introduce Pu Lao to him.
Zhao Xiaotao looked reluctant and almost cried. It was only when Wang Mengde assured her that she could go to Nanluoguxiang to visit He Shengnan whenever she had time in the future that she felt less sad.
"This time, you were transferred here at the same level. It was my suggestion. I think you have no complaints." Mr. Pu glanced at him and said.
"Sir, I have just been rated at level 19, which is an exceptional promotion. How can I have any complaints? Besides, I am still young and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Wang Mengde said sincerely.
This time he was transferred to the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and his rank was still 7th grade, level 19.
To be honest, he had no complaints about not being promoted. He was happier to receive the praise from Dean Zhou than to be promoted.
Moreover, it was just that he did not get promoted this time. With his contribution this time, he will have more opportunities than ordinary people in the future.
In addition, Jingcheng City will definitely give him some honorary rewards at the end of this year, and these are tangible benefits.
"You are right to think so." Pu Lao gave him an admiring look and said, "In the institute, your name is well known to the dean and several vice deans. They are all famous Chinese medicine experts. If you have the chance in the future, you should learn more from them.
There is one thing you must remember: don’t be complacent. There are many young people of your age in the research institute, and they are all talented.”
Seeing Wang Mengde's hesitant expression, he knew his apprentice's concerns and added: "Don't worry, just study boldly. I have been learning medicine since I was young, and I have learned from many schools. I don't have any prejudices.
Moreover, Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and human resources are limited. Everyone has his or her own strengths, and I often learn from experienced doctors.
I have learned a lot of miraculous prescriptions and proven recipes from many old Chinese medicine practitioners before, and I will slowly pass them on to you in the future."
Seeing how open-minded Mr. Pu was, Wang Mengde sighed in his heart that he was so lucky to have him as his master. His future development would definitely be much faster than going it alone.
In the afternoon, he looked back at the Children's Hospital reluctantly. Although he was tired here in the past ten days, he gained a lot. Following Mr. Pu, he learned a lot of knowledge and experience, and the things he had neglected in his previous self-study were also supplemented one by one.
After returning home and having dinner, Wang Mengde told the news.
"Dean Zhou mentioned your name?" Ran Xiaomei asked with a look of disbelief. She stared and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground.
He Shengnan's body also swayed, but fortunately Wang Mengde was prepared and supported her by her side.
"Yes, this is what Pu Lao told me himself."
"This, this, this..." After getting a positive answer, Ran Xiaomei was at a loss and speechless for a while.
Wang Hao, on the other hand, was relatively calm. He slowly stood up, turned around expressionlessly, and walked towards the bedroom. Looking at his back, Wang Mengde felt that his walking posture and shoulders were somewhat uncoordinated.
When they returned to Yard 95, He Shengnan's mood was still not completely calm. She stared at Wang Mengde's face carefully from time to time, and then began to smile foolishly.
"Shengnan, stop laughing and go to bed. I'm so tired these days. I want to sleep in tomorrow."
Wang Mengde yawned, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep. "Wait a minute." He Shengnan saw that he was about to fall asleep, and suddenly thought of something, pushed his shoulder and said, "Mengde, I forgot to tell you something."
"What's the matter? Tell me." Wang Mengde said in a low voice without opening his eyes.
He was extremely exhausted during this period. Every day, he treated critically ill patients with Pu Lao. When he encountered difficult problems, he would first look for solutions in the space, and then do statistics and records. After ten days or so, he was exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Yuan Chao and Wei Guo begged me for a long time today, asking me to find you and take him out for a haircut tomorrow."
"You agreed?"
"Well, they begged me for a long time, and I couldn't save face, so I agreed." He Shengnan said a little embarrassedly.
Wang Mengde opened his eyes and turned to look at his wife, who was pregnant and smiling apologetically. He said nothing more: "Okay, I understand. Let's go to bed."
Early the next morning.
Lying on the bed, Wang Mengde slowly opened his eyes. He had originally planned to sleep in, but his powerful biological clock made him wake up at a certain time.
Thinking that he still had things to do today, he got up from the bed.
After washing up, the two of them slowly came to their parents' house and had breakfast together. Then Wang Mengde winked at his two younger brothers and said, "Yuan Chao, Wei Guo, come on, I'll take you for a ride on my bike."
The two little guys were also smart and quickly agreed.
After going out, one of them sat on the big shoulder pole in front and the other sat on the back rack, and Wang Mengde rode his bicycle towards Wangfujing.
After a while, they arrived at Wangfujing. After spending two cents to park his bicycle, he led his two younger brothers to the door of Silian Barber Shop.
Seeing that there was already a queue outside the door, Wang Mengde hurried forward and asked for a number.
The Silian Barber Shop was opened earlier this year when Dean Zhou invited four barber shops (Huaxin, Ziluolan, Yunshang, and Xiangming) from Shanghai to serve the people of Beijing.
These four barbershops, with a total of 108 people, were known as the generals. They brought their barbering equipment (including ten imported barber chairs and dyeing and perming equipment) and headed north to the capital.
On July 1956, 7, four companies jointly established a large barber shop and named it "Si Lian", which means "four companies joining together".
On August 8, ten hairstyles were published in the Beijing Daily, becoming a fashion trend pursued by many Beijing women.
After waiting for a while, it was finally the two younger brothers' turn.
"What kind of hairstyle do you want? There are photos on the wall. See if there is any suitable one," asked the barber.
"No need for that, just help me give them a hairstyle like this."
Wang Mengde talked and gestured for a long time before the barber barely understood what he meant.
After about twenty minutes, Wang Mengde nodded with satisfaction when he saw his two younger brothers turned into the "Red Boy" in his memory.
Wang Yuanchao and Wang Weiguo also grinned and looked left and right in the mirror proudly.
At this moment, a child who had just finished his haircut and was about to go out noticed their hairstyles, looked at his own hairstyle in the mirror, and the smile on his face suddenly changed. He opened his mouth and burst into tears:
"Woo woo woo. Dad, I want that hairstyle too."
(End of this chapter)