"My wife, you are worthy of being my daughter. You are calm and composed in the face of praise or criticism, and your voice is sonorous and powerful," Li Mingqing said proudly.

Sun Jiaxue smiled and said, "They're so outstanding! I can't even imagine how nervous I'd be if I were on stage in front of so many people."

"You say that, but once you're on stage you'll find it's really just like that."

"I'll practice more. It's almost the end of the year and there will be many occasions where I will need to speak," said Sun Jiaxue, raising her camera and taking two more pictures.

Zhuo Yongchun, a reporter from People's Daily, stood nearby, holding a camera and looking at Sun Jiaxue with confusion in his heart.

When will new people join the company?

She looked unfamiliar to him, but after thinking carefully, he realized he had never seen her before in his mind.

Seeing that Li Mingqing was chatting with her very well, I became even more curious.

Zhuo Yongchun leaned over and asked, "Comrade, which unit are you from?"

His words left Li Mingqing and Sun Jiaxue confused.

Sun Jiaxue asked back, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhuo Yongchun, a reporter for the People's Daily."

When she heard the name, she looked at Li Mingqing. He was the editor who had published the hospital's charity event in the newspaper.

Li Mingqing smiled and introduced, "Reporter Zhuo, this is my wife, Sun Jiaxue."

"Hello, Mrs. Li. I thought you were also a reporter from the newspaper," he said embarrassedly.

He then asked, "President Li, I heard that the person on the stage is your daughter."

"Yes, a student from Peking University and Tsinghua University Medical School."

Zhuo Yongchun picked up the camera, found a good angle and took two photos.

Outstanding student representative and scholarship winner.

She is Li Mingqing's biological daughter and is studying medicine. She will inherit his legacy in the future.

Then he stood aside and said nothing.

There were quite a few people sitting in the back, and standing there would affect their vision.

Forum break.

Many people took the initiative to greet Li Mingqing and talk to him.

They are leaders in various fields of medicine, but they admire what Li Mingqing has done and remain true to their original aspiration, which is to cure diseases and save lives.

"Director Li, I heard that you have launched a poverty relief service in your hospital. Our hospital needs to learn from you in this regard."

Ye Hongzhuo from Peking University and Tsinghua University Affiliated Hospital said generously.

"Our company is willing to make some contribution and donate every quarter," said Shi Yuewen on behalf of the pharmaceutical company.

Zhao Chang, who came to listen to the forum, watched from the side with a smile on his face.

I thought that their hospital should learn from this.

Previously, some poor people knelt and kowtowed at the hospital gate, their heads were broken and bleeding, and the guards were unable to forcibly take them away.

The hospital has relief funds donated by various departments, but it is a drop in the bucket compared to the large number of people.

At most, it can only cover the medical expenses of a dozen people.

The poverty relief channel established by Mingren Hospital is very good. Donations from various companies or celebrities allow poor people to come to large hospitals for treatment.

Most of the poor people who have no money to treat their illnesses are transferred to hospitals from small places.

"Ming Qing, recently our hospital has had two critically ill patients transferred to Mingren Hospital. I heard they received very formal treatment and their conditions are improving."

Li Mingqing nodded and said, "Yes, you will be discharged in a few days. Dean Zhao, how is your recovery?"

"It's pretty good. My hands are shaking but they're much better now."

Zhao Chang raised his right hand and said happily.

You have to look carefully to see the hand shaking, and the recovery is very good.

Everyone admired Li Mingqing's medical skills even more.

Zhang An, a teacher at Peking University, said, "Dean Li, you performed an operation a few months ago. I heard the patient's hand has almost recovered."

"Yeah, it's shocking that the severed hand was actually pressed against it."

"I went to a seminar at Peking University and Tsinghua University Affiliated Hospital and watched the entire operation. It was so exquisite. There is no other doctor in China who can perform this operation."

"I used to think others were exaggerating, but after reading it, I was completely impressed."

Several doctors talked about it with relish.

Looking at Li Mingqing with shining eyes, he wanted to learn some skills from him.

Listening to all the compliments, Li Mingqing said modestly: "I just happen to be better at this aspect."

Zhao Chang smiled and said, "He's not just good at it, he's a genius."

Shi Chaomei: "Dean Li, Shuyu is first in his grade in professional courses at the medical school, and first in fault medicine. Whether it's anatomy, physiology, pathology, or anything else, he has a very solid grasp of it and is very comfortable with it. He can go straight to the hospital to be an attending physician."

Teacher Xu Yin said, "He can indeed be an attending physician."

"Like father, like father," sighed a scholar.

"Learning by example, Li Shuyu has probably been following Dean Li around to see patients since he was even a child. As the saying goes, practice is the best teacher; seeing more and combining it with professional knowledge will help you understand. Of course, Li Shuyu is very intelligent and a student who loves medicine."

Principal Gong Xiang analyzed.

He really envied Li Mingqing for having such a capable daughter.

I have been a teacher for so many years but I can’t teach my own children.

It really fits the saying: There are peaches and plums all over the world, but bitter melons are grown at home.

Although my biological children may not be very smart, they are kind-hearted and it would be nice if they could live a simple and peaceful life.

Li Mingqing: "It's all thanks to the teachers who taught me well."

Hearing this, the teachers from Peking University and Tsinghua University puffed out their chests and felt comfortable.

Shi Yuewen stood there wanting to go up and talk to Li Mingqing, but he couldn't get a word in, so he could only stand there anxiously.

After a few minutes, he was finally able to speak.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard his colleague Lin Zhi call him: "Manager Shi, here's the notebook."

After hearing this, Shi Yuewen wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He didn't bring his notebook, so he asked his subordinate Lin Zhi to get it from the car. It was really embarrassing in front of so many people.

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