Running? Two internal medicine classmates, Zhao Zhaowei and Zhang Desheng, immediately pretended not to hear and ran away.
The surgical students can't get away.
"Tell me, what sports do you want to participate in?"
Wu Manzhong sat down, borrowed a pen from Cao Zhao, and filled out the registration form for the competition. It seemed that this teacher Wu was sent by the hospital to organize and recruit people to participate in the sports event.
Several students were deeply moved. They had originally thought that they would sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and watch the fire from the other side of the river to enjoy the teachers' sports performance. They never expected that the teachers had already calculated them, and they wanted to go back and watch their performance first.
"How about you speak first, classmate Xie Wanying?" Wu Manzhong asked the girl's opinion first.
In fact, answering quickly or slowly is almost the same. Xie Wanying weighed her sports performance and said, "I'm signing up for the 800-meter race."
Sprinting requires explosive power, which she probably isn't good at.
It's the boys' turn.
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Pan Shihua thought about it and said, "I'll sign up for the 100-meter sprint."
Suddenly, several classmates gave him a look: Classmate Pan, are you crazy?
Pan Shihua suddenly remembered: Huh? !
"You run a hundred meters. Okay, then we can compete." Doctor Cheng Yuchen was full of confidence and wanted to arm wrestle with the new junior.
No, no, no. Pan Shihua regretted it so much that he stretched out his hand to grab the pen in the teacher's hand: "Let me change the project."
"No need to change it. What's there to change?" Wu Manzhong and several other teachers quickly filled in the form with the projects he had applied for. How could they allow people to change such a good show?
With Pan's experience as a lesson, the other students became even more cautious. Wei was thinking that running might clash with the teachers, so he signed up for an event other than running: "I'll sign up for long jump."
Are you good at long jump? Pan glanced at him and didn't remember that he was good at long jump.
Student Wei only wanted to protect himself.
Dai Nanhui got an idea and raised his hand and said, "I'll sign up for high jump."
"Everyone here is a talent." The teachers sighed. Now people have applied for all projects.
Duan Sanbao came in last. When he heard that everyone needed to sign up for an event, he said, "I'll do the shot put."
A group of classmates stared at the muscles on Duan’s arms: Is this guy a hidden Popeye?
"There is only about a month left before the sports meet. You should make good use of your spare time to practice well," Wu Manzhong said to them. "We are looking forward to your performance."
Just like in any workplace in society, you must participate in workplace activities and strive to perform well. If you perform well, your colleagues will recognize you and it will be helpful for your future work. The teacher is providing them with a stage to perform.
After handing over the shift, it was time to rest. When Xie Wanying and Wei were leaving, they heard Dr. Cheng reporting to the leader.
"Zhu Xing's medical records will be submitted today. But—"
Dai Nanhui was right. Not to mention competing with patients from other hospitals, there were many children waiting for heart transplants in the hospital itself.
Another problem is, as Xie Wanying and others are worried about, family members will be greatly affected in such an environment.
"The promotional posters of Dr. Mu's group are posted on the billboard." Dr. Cheng Yuchen said while carefully observing his boss's expression.
Cao Zhao looked indifferent.
Cheng Yuchen wailed in his heart, his godly boss was indeed like this.
At Seoul Children's Hospital, the most famous heart transplant doctor is Dr. Mu Yongxian from the Department of Pediatric Cardiology.
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