The medical team is not idle either.

After the other medical team came back, Yi Qiushui held a meeting on the spot, first summarizing experience, then describing the shortcomings, and then specifying new plans and measures.

People in the medical office held a meeting, but Yang Jun did not participate. He hid in the car and smoked alone.

What he saw and heard today gave him a profound feeling: the life of farmers is really hard.

Not only do you have enough to eat, but you don’t have money to see a doctor when you are sick. Even if you have money, the medical conditions are rudimentary.

Only now did he understand why it was so difficult to recruit factory doctors. This was true for the steel rolling mill, and it was conceivable that it was even more so for the hospitals below.

Take Huangtai Commune Hospital as an example. The two doctors were originally barefoot doctors and had no formal training at all. They relied on many years of medical experience to treat illnesses and save lives.

Yang Jun was thinking that it would be great if there was an institution specializing in training doctors.

However, he suddenly remembered that there was a book called "The Barefoot Doctor's Handbook".

However, that book has not been published yet.

That book is a barefoot doctor textbook suitable for use in rural areas. It is the book that has saved the largest number of lives so far.

He remembered that the book was only published in 1970, which was still three years away.

Yang Jun was thinking, should he get this book out in advance?

After having the idea, Yang Jun increasingly felt that this matter was inevitable.

He made up his mind to organize people to write this book as soon as he returned to the factory.

However, this matter needs to be kept secret for now.

This is not only a book that saves people, but also his political capital.

He also hopes that this book will improve step by step.

While Yang Jun was deep in thought, there was a commotion outside the hospital.

Following a burst of messy footsteps, a group of people surrounded the hospital door.

"Tell your Ike chief to come out and speak."

Standing at the door was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a Chinese tunic suit. He stood at the door with his hands on his hips and looked angry.

The people he brought all had tools, some had wooden sticks, some had steel pipes, and some had homemade shotguns.

Yi Qiushui was in a meeting. When she heard something moving outside, she immediately came out with a group of people.

"Director Zhao, what are you doing?"

Yi Qiushui glanced at the people he brought and asked, "Why did you bring so many people to surround the hospital?"

The visitor is Zhao Bingkun, director of Huangtai Commune, who is also Li Zixuan’s uncle.

Zhao Bingkun and Yi Qiushui knew each other before.

When Yi Qiushui led the team to support rural medical construction, it was Zhao Bingkun who was in charge of reception.

"Chief Yi, your people beat up our village cadre, and I came to you to comment."

This Zhao Bingkun was very smart. He did not say that he was avenging his nephew, but he elevated the matter to the level of beating up a cadre.

Yi Qiushui was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously connected the things that happened in the afternoon, and suddenly felt that Zhao Bingkun was coming with bad intentions.

"Director Zhao, is there any misunderstanding? We are here to support rural medical construction, not to fight. Are you mistaken?"

"Impossible. Someone saw your people beating up our village cadre. You must hand this person over today."

Zhao Bingkun did not directly ask people to rush in to find someone. After all, Yi Qiushui was here to support the medical construction of Huangtai Commune. If the relationship was too tense, it would be difficult to explain to the superiors.

Therefore, he decided to be polite before fighting.

If Yi Qiushui didn't cooperate, he would order people to rush in to find someone.

Zhao Bingkun put on a posture of saying, "If you don't hand over the enemy, I will let them rush in."

He Dazhuang and three other people from the security department stood in front of Yi Qiushui, with their spears loaded. As long as Zhao Bingkun dared to touch Yi Qiushui, they would shoot without hesitation.

Yang Jun slowly got out of the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and walked between the two groups of people.

"You said our people beat the village cadre. Who saw it? Where is the village cadre who was beaten now? Let him come out and identify him."

"Who are you? Are you qualified to speak here?"

Zhao Mingkun glanced at Yang Jun with a disdainful attitude.

"Please answer the question I just asked." Yang Jun blew out smoke rings and asked lightly.

"snort!"

Zhao Bingkun looked at Yi Qiushui and said, "Chief Yi, don't you care about the people in charge of you? Can he have the final say in this matter?"

He knew that the top official in the medical team was Yi Qiushui, and felt that Yang Jun was insulting him by talking to him.

His director, like Yi Qiushui, was a department-level cadre, and he believed that only Yi Qiushui was qualified to talk to him on an equal footing.

"Director Zhao, everyone in our medical team listens to him. If you have anything to say, just tell him."

After Yi Qiushui finished speaking, she took a few steps back.

"Chief Yi, aren't you afraid that things will get serious?" Zhao Bingkun shouted.

He felt insulted by Yi Qiushui and found someone to deal with him.

"Not afraid."

Yi Qiushui smiled, spread her hands and said, "If Director Zhao is not afraid of not being able to end the situation, you can go ahead and make trouble."

"Well said, let's see who can't finish it later."

Zhao Bingkun glared at Yi Qiushui fiercely, and then said to Yang Jun,

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Does my name have anything to do with this?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "I still have the same question as before. You said that our people beat the village cadres. Where are the witnesses? Where are the victims?"

"Yu Manshan, Party Secretary of Yushu Village, saw with his own eyes your people beating village cadres. As for the victims..."

Zhao Bingkun stood on tiptoe and looked into the yard, saying, "The victim has been hidden by you."

It was expected that Yu Manshan reported to Zhao Bingkun that Li Zixuan was beaten.

The director's nephew was beaten, and this was a responsibility that he, a small village party secretary, could not bear.

Yu Manshan thought that Yang Jun must have run away after beating the man. Reporting now, even if Zhao Bingkun knew about it, there would be nothing he could do to Yang Jun.

"Director Zhao, do you really dare to say that, just by talking to each other, with red mouth and white teeth, you said that the person was hidden by us? Who saw it?"

Yang Jun crossed his arms and said in a teasing tone.

"Are you guilty? I advise you to hand over our village cadres as soon as possible, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Yang Jun's face darkened and he said coldly.

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"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

"Haha, I just want to see how you can be so rude."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he reached his lower back and held a Browning in his hand.

This Browning was given by Chen Shanhe, the director of the arsenal. He has been keeping it in space. If the situation was not tense, he would not use it easily.

"Listen up."

Yang Jun roared.

Then, he turned around and said to He Dazhuang and the others: "If anyone dares to step into this gate, I will throw him into the fire."

"yes!"

He Dazhuang and the others roared loudly.

The people on Zhao Bingkun's side were frightened by this momentum and took a few steps back.

Although they have many people, they are not capable of doing anything.

Apart from those wooden sticks and steel pipes, there were only a few homemade shotguns.

Especially the Browning in Yang Jun's hand, which is the latest fully automatic pistol developed. When the trigger is pulled, a large amount of gunfire will fall immediately.

When Zhao Bingkun saw this, he took a breath and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Chief Yi, do you really not care about the people in charge of you? The matter is getting serious. Let's see how you explain it to the superiors."

Zhao Bingkun saw that the guys on his side did not have the upper hand, so he had to turn his thoughts on Yi Qiushui.

After all, she was a woman, so he thought that if she tried to scare her, she would definitely give in.

Yi Qiushui ignored him and retreated to the courtyard with the medical team, hiding behind the wall to avoid being exposed to fire.
To be continued...