Chen Qi also wanted to teach some commune doctors.

Having another craft and learning a technique can provide more protection for the pain of the mountain people in the future. This is a matter of virtue, and he will not keep it secret.

Chen Qi gave a complete explanation of braided suturing, and then performed simple continuous suturing on the sole of the foot for several doctors on the spot.

After the operation, except for a scar and dense threads on the sole of Village Chief Zhang's foot, there was no longer any bleeding and no bloody scene.

Chen Qi kept explaining while putting on the plaster.

Dean Ke, who was already in his fifties, and several commune doctors in their thirties and forties stood nearby like students, eager to take out a pen and paper to take notes.

After finishing everything, Chen Qi stood up and twisted his body.

Originally, two people could perform the operation in half an hour, but now he only has one person, and the operation lasts for two hours, and his waist is almost broken.

"Village Chief Zhang, the wound has been treated. When you return, you should elevate the affected foot and refrain from strenuous exercise. In the meantime, let the barefoot doctor in the village disinfect your foot every day and take some anti-inflammatory drugs. It will take at least a month before the plaster can be removed.

Full recovery usually takes two to three months."

When Village Chief Zhang heard this, everyone got excited.

"Chen Zhongzhong, I, am I not going to become a cripple in the future?"

"The operation is only half the success, and the other half depends on your subsequent care. If you listen to me, you won't become lame. If you don't listen to me, if you go home and run around, you will still be dead."

When Village Chief Zhang’s wife heard this, she was so excited that she almost jumped up:

"We will definitely listen to Chen Vocational School, and we will do whatever you ask us to do. Oh my god, it's a good thing that there is a capable person from the health school in our mountains, so we fellow villagers can all benefit from it."

When people inside and outside the house heard that Village Chief Zhang's lameness had been cured by Chen Qi, they all praised and praised Chen Qi without words.

Even the fat village cadres in Xiaze Village all looked at the Chen family's second son with admiration.

Xiaze Village is going to have a fucking talent.

With the endless gratitude of the villagers of Liandong Village, Village Chief Zhang was carried back to the village on a sedan chair.

Chen Qi said cheerfully and looked calm, hiding behind his achievements and fame, but in fact he felt a little unhappy inside and cursed:

"What's wrong, I've been busy for a long time and used a lot of medicines and surgical instruments. Why do I just say thank you and leave? Have you paid the medical expenses?"

If this were in a hospital in my previous life, I would have been stopped by security guards and refused to let me leave.

But Chen Qi had just been reborn in this small mountain village. He thought that the custom of the mountain people was that you don’t need to pay for medical treatment, so he was too embarrassed to ask for it.

The onlookers also dispersed, and the people in Xiaze Village looked at Chen Qi with different eyes.

In the past, I heard that technical secondary school students were so bad, but no one had ever seen them. Now, the true abilities of technical secondary school students are so obvious that everyone has to be convinced.

Even the second aunt rarely showed a smile to Chen Qi, even though the smile was so hypocritical.

When Chen Qi sent everyone off and returned to the house, he found that several doctors from the commune were still standing stupidly.

"Hey, Dean Ke, you guys, don't you need to go back to work?"

Ke Weiliang rubbed his hands in embarrassment:

"Comrade Chen, you also know that it is not easy for us grassroots doctors. They are basically self-taught and lack skills, so I thought, could you teach us the simplest clearing suture technique?"

Chen Qi nodded without thinking:

"Okay, you can serve the people better after you learn it. This is a good thing, but you need to prepare the tools yourself, and it is best to prepare some pork. It is not difficult to learn suturing, but the difficulty lies in practicing more.

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When Ke Weiliang heard that the technical secondary school student in front of him was so talkative, he clapped his hands excitedly:

"Okay, I will go to Keqiao Health Center to borrow surgical equipment now. Tomorrow morning, could you please Comrade Chen come to the health center to teach us a lesson?"

Chen Qi looked at the sky outside:

"Hey, it's almost evening. It will be very late for you to arrive in Ke Town. You have to rush back all night. Isn't it too dangerous? You can do it in a few days."

Ke Weiliang became anxious when he heard this: "I'm fine. I'm used to walking at night. Let's go now. I'll learn it one day earlier and serve the people one day earlier."

Chen Qi nodded and stopped trying to persuade him. He probably understood that people in the 1980s were relatively simple-minded and did not care too much about personal gains and losses. They still had the idea of ​​serving the people wholeheartedly.

He admires pure people.

When the silly elder sister came back in the evening, she happily slapped Chen Qi on the shoulder when she heard that her younger brother had made a big splash in front of others.

For dinner, I specially cooked sweet potato and white rice porridge to comfort my promising younger brother.

Even though there are two hundred kilograms of rice at home, the four siblings of the Chen family still live as usual and do not dare to stand out. People in the mountains eat white rice and noodles every day, and people will definitely be suspicious of them after a long time.

There are only four "orphans" in the Chen family. If they want to avoid being bullied and targeted by the villagers, they can only keep a low profile.

Early the next morning, the gift-giver from Liandong Village came.

Village chief Zhang’s wife, along with several sons and daughters-in-law, came to express their gratitude to Chen Qi in person.

It turns out that the Zhang family didn’t default on paying their medical bills, or they didn’t understand the rules, but the incident happened suddenly, they left in a hurry, and they didn’t bring any money with them.

No, the Zhang family came early in the morning. Not only did they come, they also picked out a load full of gifts.

As soon as Village Chief Zhang's son arrived at the door of Chen Qi's house, he set off a bunch of firecrackers. This is the highest rule of gratitude for mountain people. The purpose is to establish a good reputation for Chen Qi in the village.

In this picture, the family members are very particular about their affairs, but Chen Qi's face is a little red, feeling ashamed for his villainous heart yesterday.

On the contrary, the silly elder sister and Chen Shu and Chen Hua were very excited. This was the first time that their family had been lit with firecrackers as a thank you. Rural people don't care about face.

Not only do you have face, but you also have dignity.

The Zhang family sent 5 kilograms of special Yuezhong Longjing tea, which is one bud and one leaf, and it is this year's new tea.

Tea was still a good thing in the 1980s. It could only be supplied in small quantities with tea tickets, and it was of ordinary quality.

The top-quality tea is basically exported to earn extra money, so buying these 5 pounds of super-grade Yuezhong Longjing tea in the market will cost at least 20 yuan.

Of course, this tea was not bought by the Zhang family. Zhang Agen is the village chief, and Liandong Village produces tea. Ahem...

In addition, the Zhang family also presented 50 kilograms of rice, a pig hind leg, 2 kilograms of sugar, 1 kilogram of red dates, and 1 kilogram of dried longans. This is definitely a high courtesy and full of sincerity.

But compared to Zhang Agen’s position as village chief, what do these actually count?
Chapter completed!