Chapter 482 Transfer
It turns out that Ye Yuze was admitted to the clinical major of Tangcheng Coal Medical College. For Meihua, she is happier than how much money she earns. At present, the per capita salary in Tangcheng has reached about 80, because the income of workers in Kailuan Coal Mine and several subordinate enterprises has exceeded 100 yuan.
But there are millions of RMB on the factory account. So the money is just a number in Meihua's mind.
People often say that parents like to impose their unrealized ideals on their children the most. This is true. Just look at the children who have schoolbags that exceed their weight in later generations.
Perhaps their behavior is subconscious and they cannot even realize it themselves. But they cannot blame them all, it has something to do with the social environment. Just like in this era, as long as they enter the university, they will be a complete state cadre. They have high incomes, are subject to distribution, and are respected wherever they go.
If a self-employed person with a wealth of millions and a college student is placed together for a girl to choose a spouse, no girl will look at that self-employed person at first sight. This is called values.
Now my mother's wish has finally been fulfilled. She called and told everyone she knew. It is said that the infrastructure company specially improved the food for this matter.
Meihua always wanted to notify her family to celebrate, but after waiting, her son couldn't find her. Wang Honghua was not at school and didn't even know where to call her?
Seeing Ye Yuze not moving, my mother couldn't swing her feather duster. In fact, I felt sorry for me when I was thrusting him a few times. When I was a child, I knew how to cry. Now I have a thick skin and flesh. He didn't react to it until he felt sorry for me. It was not cost-effective.
My mother gave Ye Yuze the admission letter. If Ye Yuze hadn't reported it, she would have found a frame to erect and hang it on the wall.
Look at the date, it will be reported the day after tomorrow. Ye Yuze lamented in his heart. The days of freedom are about to end again.
Like most schools in the country, the start of Coal Medical College is September 1st. My mother and Sun Lanyu were going to send him to the school, but he refused directly. The straight line distance was less than three kilometers, so what else can I give?
He drove his luggage and went to school. Not to mention, his car shocked a group of students. After all, there weren’t even a few motorcycles in that era, so where did the private cars come from?
The Coal Medical College rebuilt after the earthquake was very grand. The teaching building and dormitory building were newly built not long ago. The various sports facilities were also perfect, which shows how rich coal companies were at that time.
Register, class, dormitory, and things were divided into. After a series of things, Ye Yuze was assigned to Room 302 in Building 3. Because Ye Yuze came early, it was only about nine o'clock to finish these things. The dormitory was a four-person room, because the number of college students was not large at that time, and it was a newly built dormitory building, so it was relatively loose.
After waiting for a while, I wanted to get familiar with the people in the dormitory. But without a single person, Ye Yuze walked out of the house. Let's get familiar with the school environment first.
In fact, most of the school buildings are similar, including teaching buildings, dormitory buildings, office buildings, and a playground. Because there was no centralized heating at that time, the school had its own boiler room. Tangcheng Coal City, so there is no need to worry about coal use.
When he transferred to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Ye Yuze felt aroused. To be honest, he was not interested in clinical practice. Especially when he wanted to take an anatomy class, he was either afraid or felt uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it.
Can you change to traditional Chinese medicine? This subject is not popular at present, and its score is lower than that of clinical practice. Thinking of this, Ye Yuze turned around and walked towards the office building. He wanted to talk to the head of the department of traditional Chinese medicine to see if he could directly transfer to the department.
The director's surname is Liu, and his name is Liu Xiangdong. Faced with Ye Yuze's request, he looked very serious: "Student Ye Yuze, since you fill out the application yourself, then you must be responsible for your behavior. What do you think is a university? It's your vegetable garden? Plant whatever you want?"
"Director Liu, my father is a soldier in the Corps and a health worker in the company. Although he studied Western medicine, he has been studying traditional Chinese medicine again and again, and has a certain foundation in acupuncture and pulse calcification.
And he kept telling me that traditional Chinese medicine can do things that Western medicine can do by just taking pulses, which shows that traditional Chinese medicine is truly profound and profound. It’s just that the Chinese people’s self-confidence and strict requirements for inheritance have limited the development of traditional Chinese medicine. So he gave me the opportunity to learn traditional Chinese medicine in the future! It’s just that he is in northern Xinjiang, and my mother is the one who decides for me when filling out the application form. You know, I don’t have human rights at home at this age.”
Ye Yuze's words obviously touched the old professor. He pondered for a while and asked, "Do you really like traditional Chinese medicine?"
Ye Yuze nodded heavily: "Director Liu, if I didn't really like it, how could I be willing to transfer from clinical practice to traditional Chinese medicine? There are high scores and broad employment prospects. I really like traditional Chinese medicine and help my father study the research and treatment of endemic diseases in the future. The conditions in northern Xinjiang are poor, so talents in this area are urgently needed."
Liu Xiangdong stood up when he heard this and held Ye Yuze's hand: "Student Ye Yuze, you are very good! I will help you apply to the college leaders. I hope you can come to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine as soon as possible."
After saying that, the old professor walked out of the office without any delay and went to the office of the hospital leaders. Ye Yuze didn't dare to go far, just guarded outside.
About half an hour later, the old professor came out and saw Ye Yuze, and quickly waved him in. The dean personally asked Ye Yuze about his own opinions. Ye Yuze expressed his determination again. The leaders of the hospital sent someone to call the director of the clinical department and talked about this matter.
The Clinical Department is a major department, and the director is also quite arrogant. He looked at Ye Yuze like a fool, and nodded without hesitation. He was unwilling to talk to the fool.
So before Ye Yuze's dormitory's luggage was heated, he moved to the dormitory of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
There are few people in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and share a dormitory building with other departments. I don’t know if it was taught by Professor Liu, but Ye Yuze’s dormitory only has two single beds. This is simply a single room treatment.
Ye Yuze's roommate is not a freshman, but a second-year senior, about 1.75 meters tall, wearing a pair of glasses, and a thin figure. He is quite as slim as a scholar.
He seemed to know that Ye Yuze was coming. As soon as Ye Yuze opened the door, he enthusiastically helped Ye Yuze lay the bed and put things in it. After introducing each other, Ye Yuze realized that this roommate was from Xuzhou and also a child from a coal mine. However, this guy scored a relatively high score in the college entrance examination, but he chose Coal Medical College, and just to learn from Professor Liu Xiangdong.
Chapter completed!