Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 448: 447. Annual income of one hundred thousand

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"Yes! Sister Secretary!"

Qiao Qiao happily ran to the kitchen, and soon came back with a white porcelain bowl and a spoon.

A few red wolfberries are dotted on top of the shredded white fungus. On a hot day, the cool taste moisturizes all the way from the throat to the stomach. It is so comfortable.

Guo Dong swallowed subconsciously.

Secretary Zhu seemed to have just realized this and shouted enthusiastically, "Qiao Qiao, your doctor sister paid for it, give her a bowl too."

Qiao Qiao was a little reluctant, but still nodded obediently: "Okay. I'll use a disposable bowl."

Not to mention, when he took the bowl and saw the reluctance on Qiao Qiao's face, Guo Dong felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart - humph, no matter how expensive the food is, she has gotten her money's worth with her 200 yuan!

At this time, Secretary Zhu asked, "I have nothing to do, do you want to go to the clinic with me to look at the house?"

"Oh my, let me tell you, the little red brick courtyard with the fence and railings, and the flowers planted in the flower beds beside it are all blooming beautifully!"

"If you move in, it's a steal!"

Guo Dong: …

She looked at the bowl in her hand, and had no choice but to silently take the straw hat handed to her by Qiao Qiao. Then, she followed Secretary Xiao Zhu's steps, following the rhythm of her clicking slippers, and walked onto the hot road.

Under the scorching sun, Secretary Xiao Zhu's heart was like a flame. Walking on the road, the scorching temperature made the soles of her shoes soft and hot, but she didn't feel it at all, and still passionately described to Guo Dong the bright prospects of being a village doctor.

But Guo Dong went to school and got a certificate, did an internship in a hospital, and even opened his own clinic.

She didn't listen to any questions about the future, but only asked the key questions:

"So how much does Dr. Li earn per month?"

Secretary Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "Not a small amount. Last year it was less than 100,000 yuan."

"How much?" Guo Dong asked again.

“Less than 50,000 yuan.”

"specific?"

"33,000."

Guo Dong almost laughed out of anger:

"33,000 yuan? No wonder they want to run away! What else can they do with this money?"

"Don't underestimate it!"

Secretary Zhu did not feel ashamed at all. Instead, he said seriously, "You have to know that a few years ago, having money or not was a different matter!"

"The government first built a clinic, and then started to provide subsidies. For example, our village has less than 1,000 people, and the village doctor can receive a subsidy of 400 yuan a month!"

"so… "

Guo Dong calculated: "Doctor Li has a monthly subsidy of 400, and his annual income is only 33,000?"

Secretary Zhu became more thick-skinned, even Song Tan couldn't match her. She remained calm and said:

"Hey, you are still young, don't just look at the money! As our policies are further improved and you stay in our village for a longer time, you will get this position sooner or later."

"Besides, aren't you a Chinese medicine doctor? Coincidentally, our village doctor has a policy - the fees for Chinese medicine diagnosis and treatment, Chinese medicine preparations, etc., are all collected by the doctor himself."

"Of course, you need to prepare the medicine yourself. But you see, isn't it the same as opening a clinic?"

"Besides, don't you have a group of customers? If they need you, they can just drive their cars over to our place. It won't be a big deal."

You have to know that contemporary middle-aged, young and elderly people trust Chinese medicine so much that they would rather go to another city to find a way to make an appointment.

Just like Secretary Xiao Zhu's mother, she used to sneak into the countryside to find someone to calculate -

cough.

That can’t be said.

In short, this is how human psychology is, and this is also the case with many national traditions.

Guo Dong said nothing.

Because she realized that although Secretary Xiao Zhu's words were very deceptive, to be honest, living here did have many benefits.

Not to mention anything else, just the bumpy and difficult-to-find mountain road. Even if her mother asked relatives to bring her back, no one would be willing to go through all this trouble.

Of course, the same bumpy and rugged mountain roads will surely discourage many patients from traveling - this is where the pros and cons come in.

The two of them fell silent instantly.

However, Secretary Xiao Zhu's mouth was not idle either. He was holding the bowl and scooping a spoonful of sweet Tremella soup to drink.

Guo Dong: …

She also drank a spoonful - oh, why didn't she pack the rice

The two men turned a small hill and appeared on the side of the road. It was exactly as Secretary Xiaozhu had said, a small red brick courtyard with neatly stacked firewood piles beside the wall.

Large patches of honeysuckle climb up from the walls, and in this season they bloom with fragrant flowers in gold and silver.

At the foot of the wall on one side, there are a few clumps of sunflowers planted sporadically, layered upon layer, densely packed, and growing quite vigorously.

At this moment, a puppy rushed out of the house. When Guo Dong saw it for the first time, he was shocked:

"What kind of dog is this?"

"What?"

Secretary Zhu was stunned, turned his head to look, and then answered as a matter of course: "Teddy, haven't you seen it before?"

Guo Dong: …

She had seen Teddy bears, some white, some gray, some reddish brown, some with curly hair, some with messy hair, and some sent to pet shops to be carefully shaped, straightened and blown, until they were fluffy like a ball of fur...

But the one in front of me, not to mention how messy its curly hair is, the long bangs on its head that cover its eyes are similar to the little Teddy bears wearing vests that I have seen before. How can it be similar? !

Secretary Zhu was used to it. "I don't know where this mixed-race dog came from, but Dr. Li's family just feeds it casually. Isn't this a bit sloppy? Do you like dogs? If you do, I'll ask if I can keep this dog for you?"

"No, no." Guo Dong declined politely.

"Let's ask Dr. Li to take the dog away."

"I told you so!" Secretary Zhu looked very calm. "You have seen the dogs of Song Tan's family. I mean, the quality of those seven treasures is hard to find in the world. Once you have seen the sea, you will never be impressed. If you choose a puppy again, unless you fall in love at first sight, it will be hard to be impressed."

As soon as she finished speaking, a thin old man came out of the yard. When he saw her, he raised his eyebrows:

"No matter how good the Song family's dog is, it's not mine. I don't want it! I just love my little curly-haired dog. Oh dear, wait until we go to town to cut your hair. Poor thing, your eyes are all covered."

Then he looked at Zhu Jun and said, "Secretary Zhu, all my patients have gone home, so you don't need to come tomorrow."

"I will move out early tomorrow morning."

He looked at the small red brick house in front of him with a melancholy expression: "Ah, I really don't want to go to town. It's so comfortable to live in my hometown!"

"Of course not." Secretary Xiao Zhu was still trying to keep Guo Dong. After all, it wasn't a done deal, right

We must grasp it with both hands and make both hands strong.

"Look at the air and soil in our village. Food is free, life is leisurely, and you can play cards and sleep as you please... This is definitely a hundred times more comfortable than living in town!"