I was born in a doctor’s family. So it seems that since I had memory, doctors and nurses are adorable people with integrity. And far a long time, becoming a doctor has been my dream.

But I do not know since when doctors are not that respected as before.

This time, I was sick for one week, during which period I experienced equal number of responsible doctors and the bad ones.

There were 2 extreme cases of the bad doctors.

One is quite irresponsible and makes groundless diagnosis, due to the inflammation, my forehead got swollen, but what he told me was that the swollenness had nothing to do with the inflammation but something wrong with my kidney.

To be frank, my first response to his remarks was “ Oh, My God”, but my second thought was how possibly could it be like this?

But anyway, it is always better to be safer. And the only thing I lost to this extra test is money, it was not a big deal.

But the second one is far worse. I had used an antibiotics for intravenous injection for a couple of days and it worked very well, but this doctor prescribed to me some very expensive antibiotics.

This is not only a matter of money. Because this expensive antibiotics is very effective and it is often applied for some very serious conditions, and what is worse, if one patient uses this antibiotics for sometime, in the future, the common antibiotics will not work any more.

I think, as a doctor, he must know something more than the layman like me. So the ulterior motive of his deed is self-evident.

It might be unfair to ask the doctors to shoulder some social responsibilities, but it is the not high-demanding requirement that they should have the least morality.

 

Our boss Ghislain is leaving tomorrow, and we decided to buy him a present with Chinese characteristics.

Andy has made a wise choice to buy an album of stamps of the Bei Jing Olympics.

Together with this present, we also want to write some memorable words.

I was chosen to compose this, I hope these words are not that disappointing:

Dearest Ghislain  

For us, you are more a father-like friend with great wisdom than a boss with fantastic charisma.  

A word of thanks now seems to be rather powerless, but this is just what we want to say.   

With your coach and encouragement, we are now more entitled to engineers if we look back to the days when we first joined the big family of Bekaert. 

At the moment, we would like to say “see you later” rather than “good bye”. 

And we promise you an ever better performance when we meet each other next time. 

All the best wishes from the cord engineers.

 

Maybe people are prone to use subjunctive mode not to make sentences but to regret something.

Three weeks ago, I got a cyst on my forehead, I thought it was only a small pimple at the very beginning, so I did not take it seriously. And then suddenly one Monday morning, the cyst became very huge, and my forehead and the upper face got swollen red, it was really awful and terrible.

I had to hurry to the hospital to get the injections for antibiotics.

And it took one week before the swollen face got normal, and now the cyst is still there, maybe it will be another week before it can totally disappear.

So at the very beginning, I felt rather regretful, I began to blame and kind of torture myself what if I could take it more seriously, what if I could take antibiotics a little bit earlier, what if I had not eaten shrimps or fish, what if I could go to hospital earlier.

We have so many what if’s. We have so many regrets. But what we should do is to do anything that can avoid these regrets.

The old wisdom tells us that a young idler, an old beggar. Make full use of today and make tomorrow regretless!!

Yesterday, rumor arose that our manager Ghislain is going back to Belgium. It is really too astonishing to be true. But today it was proven to be true. He himself announced and confirmed this, and he will be leaving us this Friday.

We all feel very sad and disappointed at this despite that we know it might be a better choice that he can live with his family back in Belgium after 4 year’s stay in China.

 In our eyes, he is far more than a boss; he is more like a gentle and humorous scholar even though he is fantastically strictly.

It is the first time that we found that he could be so sentimental; the arranged 20-minute meeting only lasted approximately 10 minutes. He tried to avoid using such as of “leave” or “goodbye”, he tried to make jokes, but all these failed to make the meeting less sentimental. He said jokingly that he had to give a rushed end to this meeting to stop the tears rolling down. But I believe this is not a joke.

He said this is not a one-day decision, he really pondered over this for a long period, but he even doubts whether this is a right decision to make, because he is not happy and relieved as he ever thought he could be after making this decision.

This Friday, we are going to hold a farewell party for him, but we would rather like to call it a see-you-later party, we hope he can live a happier life in Belgium, and we hope he can pay a visit to us from time to time.

Bon Voyage and all the best.