Yun Heng asked with a smile.

When they heard Yun Heng's first question, all the students were stunned for a moment, and those who had subconsciously planned to raise their hands quickly put their hands back.

This question seems simple, but it is difficult to answer. It is like a student applying to a police academy asking why he wants to be a policeman.

This answer is crucial.

There was silence for half a minute, and finally some students began to raise their hands one after another.

"Time's up."

Tian Xiaoya spoke, and seven students raised their hands.

"Zhang Mingfei, you speak first."

Yun Heng named.

"My family likes the profession of doctor, so I have always hoped that I would become a doctor since I was a child. That's why I applied to medical school. As for why I studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, I think it's more interesting."

"Yes, Han Zhifei."

Yun Heng called the name of the next student.

"I prefer the feeling of curing illnesses and saving lives, and I enjoy watching medical TV dramas. As for applying for Traditional Chinese Medicine, I prefer the liberal arts field, as I find Western medicine difficult to learn."

The students answered in turn.

Outside the conference room window, Lei Yi and Wang Zhiqiang were peeking again.

"Old Wang, what do you think is Yun Heng's purpose in asking this question?"

Lei Yi asked Wang Zhiqiang with a smile.

"Maybe they want to see who likes Chinese medicine more." Wang Zhiqiang guessed.

"I want to see who is telling the truth and who is lying."

Lei Yi laughed and said, "When Chinese medicine recruits disciples, the most important thing is the character. Those who tell lies, no matter how nice they say, will be eliminated at the first round."

"Principal, you really see things clearly." Wang Zhiqiang immediately flattered him.