My uncle was ninety years old this year. But doctors still ruddy chestnut leather. Some doctors still cycling to the village three kilometers to the purchaser. Doctors still looks great performances. Although doctors had white hair as charges since my childhood. Perhaps the secret to maintaining health and longevity of the physician's communist ideal love, living for the people because the water!
Which is a descendant of a family that landlords of the village. Fields of my family straight wide wing aircraft.
Gold and silver silk velvet live in it but I always felt pity for scenes of life away from distress, tortuous. Famous uncle's family wealth and virtue. The family physician distress to the pledge of land and cattle. Family doctors because they are absolutely not the same bastard that price pressure. Sometimes family doctors also add them. Stories, asset acquisition uncle is more, they generate more money, the needy families to get help more physicians. Helping them forever and not see Xue, not for feudal government of the French henchman. My uncle lives in abandoned silk velvet to follow the call of the party and Uncle Ho. In the army, because it was a decent education, he became a surgeon, saving a lot of people. Revolutionary forces lack of money, lack of rice. Uncle hide home league took away gold to support every revolutionary is normal.
Peace was restored, my uncle became veteran revolutionary cadres, full-breasted medal back to his home country. But sadly for the physician, in the hometown doctor, farmer distress here did not follow the orientation of the party and the state. They pull the smashed, robbed, beaten, imprisoned the wealthy family in the village. They trampled offend them. Neither are they on my house had been imprisoned, then released forever. Land and property were looted before. My grandfather was lucky not to die in prison. Uncle Dad was away in jail ... rich! My uncle was sad. But not so the doctors do not trust the party's ideals and Uncle Ho. Physicians still devote their talents and energies to the communist ideal. When retired with the rank of lieutenant colonel. Towering physician pension income than the poor. Maybe the doctor can fun filled party members descendants. But my uncle capital of honesty, love to help people. Physicians could not bear the sight of starving people. Though the doctors always patrimony not worth. Physicians still save the little money there to buy drugs and medical equipment to treat the poor free of charge to the village.
Stories, poor patient distress everywhere flock to. My uncle is so hard, but smile always on his lips. With doctors, can do anything useful for my uncle was very happy life now.
The doctor looked me so much torment. Advanced age that saw doctors to care, support ... for the poor, ragged without taking a penny. Many times you're standing two road blocks to catch all patients go. But but human misery, disease knows where to go to pray for the living? They just sat there and wept, or lay dying. Ultimately, I do pity him shed tears for their plight. Furthermore, no patient physician me sad. There is nothing to do to students thinking around. So I had to let you come home patients to treat my uncle. But seeing many patients, you're often afraid of doctors chased me down all tired. Patients with poor light and not really being chased down. The free time then, for my brothers and nephews back to the ancient days of old house of the family, where doctors had changed into a charitable hospital mi li, help doctors care for patients.
My uncle increasing age, strength weakened. Grandson physician medical university has not yet applied for a job in moving to the doctor for treatment always free for poor patients. My brother is also a director of the provincial military hospital. As well as a doctorate degree. The prize, the noble title of the medical that he had many innumerable. Each home, he frequently visited the home visits doctors, physicians commonly added new therapeutic approaches. Enlist help doctors treat patients and physicians at medical donations. Usually just antibiotics and inexpensive drugs. He always used the excuse that because hospital doctors admit he brought gifts. But actually is because his uncle bought gifts. At the hospital where he works, he often took money from his pocket to pay user fees for patients too poor. He also wished, later retired and opened a private clinic. For patients too poor treatment he will free them. Rather put the money from the meager salaries of civil servants to treat them as current. Every time my brother to play, my uncle happy.
Once the new year I visited the doctor. Two doctors were chatting straw grandchildren. My very beloved uncle capital. And doctors are very happy that her granddaughter was very trying their success in education. Suddenly I saw whine in every room, I reflexively looked haphazard run any idea how their houses. Then I was hit with some poor patients, ragged as to be torn over. They are whining, trembling, recently cowardly with bleeding wounds. My uncle frantically back and topical wound them. It turned out that, this patient weighs too little, Tet they stayed at home to be doctors treating physician. A bell rang, my brother from home under every description running up high leg lower leg. Turns out his uncle to uncle picked me up to help patients move to another bed. Stories like these are normal. Long, everyone in the house no one was grumbling because charitable work of another physician. Yet you're still not happy stomach grumbled in the new year because the doctor did not rest well with happy children. Uncle I just laugh, my uncle still love you, you great grandchildren. But you can not stand looking stared patients live bad, bad die from disease or illness.
I really admire a warm heart, a sense of responsibility and love of the motherland in physician. Tolerance, kindness of doctors truly a shining example in his life. Every contact with physicians, I am very proud to be her uncle. My uncle was wonderful. Ideal as being dominated by a health life is truly sublime. I was always proud of his family home! Whether with history, my family has ups and downs.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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