Just as Manager Yang and the secretary were discussing and preparing to go back for the meeting.
Meanwhile, Doctor Lin changed out of her surgical gown and was called to the director's office.
"Director, you were looking for me?"
Doctor Lin knocked on the door politely and walked into the director's office.
He saw a middle-aged man in his fifties with black and white hair sitting there. He looked energetic.
He was the president of the First People's Hospital, Li Daoming.
"Xiao Lin, you're here. You've just finished a surgery.”
Li Daoming looked at Doctor Lin with a kind smile and gestured for him to sit down.
After saying that, she even personally poured him a cup of hot tea.
"Director, why did you call me here?"
Doctor Lin sat down and asked curiously.
It wasn't his first time in the director's office, so he didn't have to be so reserved.
Moreover, as the best surgeon in the entire hospital, the director was a little polite to him.
After all, Beijing was the capital of the country. There were several public hospitals in Beijing, and they were all competing with each other.
In this era, medical personnel were scarce. Surgeons with superb medical skills like Doctor Lin were even more sought after by major hospitals.
Doctor Lin had received offers from more than one hospital, and the treatment she received was excellent.
"Hahaha, didn't you attend the seminar last time? The 'combination of Chinese and Western' treatment that you mentioned inspired many doctors.”
Dean Li laughed happily and handed over some letters from the table.
"These are gratitude letters from some hospitals and doctors who represent individuals.”
"Xiao Lin, you've made the hospital proud again this time!!”
It was obvious that Dean Li was very happy.
This time, Doctor Lin had brought honor to the First Hospital.
"It's nothing. This is what I should do.”
Doctor Lin put away the letter and said humbly.
"Xiao Lin, don't be so humble. It just so happens that the higher-ups have issued a few bicycle tickets this time. The hospital has decided to reward you with one.”
Director Li took out a bicycle ticket from the drawer and handed it to Doctor Lin.
"Thank you, Director."
Doctor Lin took it happily.
In this era, bicycle tickets were very precious.
Many people could afford bicycles, but they didn't have tickets.
With Doctor Lin's medical skills and salary, she had the money to buy a bicycle, but she never had a ticket.
After all, he was still very young and had not worked for that long.
"Director, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first.”
Seeing that the director had nothing else to say, Doctor Lin stood up and said goodbye.
Director Li personally sent him to the door before turning around and returning to his office.
...........
"Doctor Lin, are you off work?"
"Yes!"
"Hello, Doctor Lin. Be careful on the way…"
"Goodbye, Doctor Lin."
"See you tomorrow."
Doctor Lin took her lunch box and walked out of the First People's Hospital.
On both sides of the street were old buildings.
On the wall, there were slogans with the characteristics of the times.
Doctor Lin suddenly felt as if a lifetime had passed when she saw everything in front of her.
In the blink of an eye, it had been seven years since he came to this world.
Doctor Lin wasn't just wearing his clothes. His soul had transmigrated into a person with the same name in this era. His name was Lin Jianjun.
When he first transmigrated, Lin Jianjun thought that there would be a cheat.
However, he had waited for seven years, but the golden finger did not come.
Therefore, Lin Jianjun gradually stopped thinking about it.
It was now the 1960s, and the lives of the Chinese were tight.
Without a 'golden finger', Lin Jianjun had to rely on his own hard work if he wanted to live a good life.
His father was a military doctor who sacrificed himself in the battle against the Beauty Nation.
His mother was a worker at a steel mill, and she was devastated by his father's death.
However, in order to provide for Lin Jianjun's college education, he buried all his sadness in his heart and devoted himself to work, wanting to let work paralyze him.
Until Lin Jianjun was admitted to a medical university.
However, his mother fell ill when he was doing his internship in university!!
Not only was he unable to work, but he also had to spend seven to eight yuan on medicine every month.
At that time, Lin Jianjun was studying in a medical university. Because of his excellent results, his supervisor arranged for him to practice in advance.
However, the internship salary was only 13.50 yuan per month.
Excluding the money to buy medicine for his mother every month, he could barely make ends meet.
In those two years, Lin Jianjun and his mother's life could be said to be very tight.
This also led to the marriage that was originally arranged to be interrupted by someone.
From then on, Lin Jianjun devoted himself to studying medicine.
Before he transmigrated, he was a medical graduate student and received a scholarship every year.
However, he lacked clinical experience.
After transmigrating, he was still the most familiar with the medical profession, and he had even started his internship in the hospital earlier.
In just two years, he graduated early.
Once he graduated, he became an official doctor at the First People's Hospital where he was doing his internship.
it's just a pity
His mother passed away not long after he graduated.
He studied medicine, but he couldn't save his mother.
For this, Lin Jianjun blamed himself for a long time.
Now, he had become the signboard of the First People's Hospital.
He was the best surgeon in the First People's Hospital.
The basic salary was 155 yuan per month, and there were also various food stamps and meat stamps.
Moreover, there was an additional subsidy of 1 to 5 yuan for each surgery.
Lin Jianjun's monthly salary was about 180 yuan. Sometimes, it could even reach 200 yuan.
One had to know that in this era, a pound of pork was only 70 cents, and an old hen was only two yuan.
The average salary of most people was only 20 or 30.
Even in the city, Lin Jianjun was considered a high-income earner.
Moreover, he was a bachelor, and his family would not be hungry.
His days could be said to be very carefree.
He could save more than 100 yuan every month.
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