Yun Heng, Kou Zhengfan and Michelle left, but the students in the class were still discussing.

In some class groups and classmate groups, many students are posting videos.

After all, it was not in the auditorium, but in a multi-purpose classroom with a limited capacity. Even if some classmates later learned about the medical records that Yun Heng was talking about, there was no place left.

When Yun Heng was giving a lecture, the windows outside the classroom were full of people climbing on them, and many students felt a little regretful.

"Dr. Yun's lectures are excellent and the most interesting I have ever attended."

"Yes, I benefited a lot from it. I felt like I could do it instantly."

"Ahhh, I'm late. There's no room on the window."

"I originally thought Dr. Yun's lectures were just average, but I didn't expect that."

"I'm late too."

Many students said in frustration.

"It's okay. I'll graduate next year and then apply for a job at West Asia Hospital!"

"I'm going to submit my resume tomorrow. My third year of graduate school will focus on internships. I plan to go directly to West Asia Hospital and stay there."

"Aren't you staying in Kyoto?"

"It's not easy to get into a major hospital in Kyoto. Even a tertiary hospital isn't very easy to get into. West Asia Hospital is a quasi-tertiary hospital and they're short of staff. If you go there, you'll be a veteran."

"Fuck, you guys are so smart."

For a time, various groups were quite lively with all kinds of discussions.

“The lecture was good.”

In the car, Kou Zhengfan praised: "They've taken everything into consideration. No wonder such a large group of people gathered at the West Asia Hospital."

Kou Zhengfan was happy from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, Tang Hewen said something very right, and Kou Zhengfan agreed with it. No matter how high the level of a doctor is, his ability is limited. Even if he works diligently every day, how many patients can he treat?

Fifty people a day, fifteen hundred a month, eighteen thousand a year, including duplicates, follow-up visits, etc.

But it would be different if we could train more excellent doctors.

Some people are highly skilled in practicing medicine, but are not good at teaching students. They have poor expressive skills and don’t know how to teach.

Relatively speaking, people like Yun Heng, who have strong clinical skills and can motivate others, are the most popular. This is also the reason why Kou Zhengfan, Xie Yunzhang and others attach importance to Yun Heng.

"It's all thanks to Grandpa Kou's good teaching."

Yun Heng smiled.

"You are lying with your eyes open, kid. When did I ever teach you that?"

Kou Zhengfan said unhappily, "You're becoming more and more tactful."

"My wife taught me well."

Yun Heng smiled.

Micheline: “…”

In front of Kou Zhengfan, Michelle Mi's face turned red instantly. He really said anything.

"You kid."

Kou Zhengfan laughed.

In fact, people who know Yun Heng know that the reason why Yun Heng can joke so easily is that he really doesn't treat anyone as an outsider. He truly respects Kou Zhengfan and treats him like his own grandfather or master.

Originally at school, Kou Zhengfan said that going to Yun Heng's house for dinner was just an excuse for Tang Hewen because Kou Zhengfan didn't want to cause trouble.

Although it was just a meal, Tang Hewen absolutely didn't dare to take Kou Zhengfan to eat in the cafeteria. If he prepared a special meal for him, he wouldn't know the limits and Kou Zhengfan would feel uncomfortable.

Although Mr. Kou is old, he knows everything and doesn't make things difficult for others.

As for eating, you can eat anywhere.

However, Michelle Lin gave Xiaoxiao instructions at that time.

When they returned to their residence, Xiaoxiao was already cooking.

As a small assistant with an annual income of tens of millions, it is not easy to make money. You have to be a multi-talented person who can do both housework and housework. You have to help the female boss manage the company and take care of her daily life.

When necessary, I have to act as a guinea pig for the female boss to conduct experiments.

"The life you two lead."

Kou Zhengfan sat on the sofa, drinking tea and sighing: "Even I, an old man, am a little envious."

"If Grandpa Kou likes it, you can come over for dinner every day in the future."

Michelle Lin said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'm just taking a break from my busy schedule."

Kou Zhengfan smiled. Seeing that Yun Heng and his wife had a good relationship, Old Kou was also happy.

In fact, Yun Heng's current situation is reassuring. He is not short of money and can resist many temptations.

In fact, from ancient times to the present, many corrupt officials, I cannot say all of them, but at least most of them are poor people who have turned their lives around. Because they were poor, they became more corrupt after gaining power and forgot their poverty.

On the contrary, those who come from wealthy families can resist temptation.

This is what people say, you want what you lack.

After dinner, Kou Zhengfan left, and Yun Heng did not go to the hospital again that day.

After returning from lecturing at Kyoto University of Chinese Medicine, Yun Heng had nothing else to do for the time being, so he stayed in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Kyoto Hospital for a few days. After several calls from Ren Jingyan, Yun Heng went to the Affiliated Hospital of Kyoto Hospital.

This satisfied Director Ren's repeated enthusiasm.

I don’t know whether Director Ren really hadn’t heard of the rumors about Yun Heng, or if he knew but pretended not to know. During his time at the Medical Affiliated Hospital, Yun Heng felt more comfortable than at Kyoto Hospital.

Ren Jingyan also specially applied for an outpatient card for Yunheng, so Yunheng can also see patients in the outpatient clinic.

Perhaps it was the end of the year, or perhaps everyone was busy, Kou Zhengfan never called Yun Heng again.

Time passed by unknowingly and it was soon the end of the year. There was only one week left before the Spring Festival, and Yun Heng and Qi Yaping had also completed their further studies.

Before preparing to go back, Yun Heng went to meet several elderly people including Kou Zhengfan and Xie Yunzhang, and then prepared to return.

I went back to West Asia Hospital and went home to celebrate the Spring Festival. Another year passed, and after the Spring Festival, Dr. Yun was already 30 years old.

"It would be hard to buy plane and train tickets if we go back now."

Qi Yaping also came to Yun Heng and Mi Shilin's residence and discussed going back together.

"Don't worry, Dean Qi, everything has been arranged. It will be at one o'clock in the morning."

Xiaoxiao thought to herself, Dean Qi, maybe you don’t know what a private jet is?

This is the peak of the Spring Festival travel rush, and the flight routes are not as easy to coordinate as usual, so they can only be arranged at night. If it were a normal time, it would be more convenient.

"Can you book a flight?"

Qi Yaping was surprised. She had been paying attention to it for several days.

"Dean Qi, it's a private plane."

Xiaoxiao reminded.

Dean Qi: “???”

Well, poverty limited her imagination, and Dean Qi really didn't think about that aspect.

After dinner in the evening, Michelle went to sleep for a while, Qi Yaping also rested for a while, and Yun Heng sorted out some things.

They set off at 11 o'clock. After 11 o'clock, there was not much traffic jam and the journey was smooth. They arrived at the airport and took a private plane. At around four o'clock in the morning, Yun Heng and Qi Yaping arrived in Xihua City.

Cars had been arranged in advance, one car was specifically for Qi Yaping, and the other car was for Yun Heng and Michelle Lin to go home.

Before I got home, the room had already been cleaned and the refrigerator was fully stocked with all the daily necessities.

There is no traffic jam, no worries about scrambling for tickets, no concerns about calling a taxi, and no need to worry about cleaning the room after returning home. You can just rest as soon as you enter the house.

The life of rich people is so boring and unpretentious.