我如今已成为一名老资格的医生,各种有效证明我是个有经验医生的证书装了满满一塑料袋。可是,我脑海里经常浮现的还是第一次当“医生”的情况,令人难以释怀。其实,我那时还只是个毫无半点医学知识的插队小知青,除了在医疗站因头痛针灸过一次外,再就是砍柴伤了腿后在民工队医处缝过两针,如此的经历却让我糊里糊涂当了一回“医生”。那是1971年的初春,寒意尚未退去。顶着刺骨的寒风,我和社员们都在河滩边上的田里修水保,正干得欢时,突然听到 I have now become a veteran doctor, all packed with a plastic bag that validates that I am an experienced doctor. However, my mind often emerges for the first time when the “doctor” situation, it is difficult to relieved. In fact, at that time, I was only a little bit of a junior college student who had no medical knowledge. In addition to acupuncture at the medical station, Let me confused as a “doctor”. That was the early spring of 1971, and the chill had not receded yet. With the biting cold wind, I and the members all worked in the fields near the floodplain