"Are there only six spots in the tutor group? Why limit it to six? Aren't the more people the better for things like this? Does your school have a hard and fast rule of six?" Cao Zhao said, regardless of the situation, as if to deliberately disrupt the situation.
Just then, someone on the phone had made the same suggestion. Ren Chongda thought it was something he could consider, and said, "I need to go back to school and ask the leader for instructions."
The most anxious people were those who had already boarded the bus, saying that they had to weld the door shut to prevent the people behind from getting on. Cao Yong and Tao Zhijie immediately expressed their opinions and stopped Teacher Ren, saying, "Six is six, there has never been more than six. What do you need so many people for? Too many people will make it difficult to discuss many things. Are you sure you and the school can reconcile the relationships among so many people?"
All the people who came were bigwigs. Bigwigs love to quarrel over academics, and they can quarrel endlessly over a case. After being reminded by these two, Teacher Ren must readjust his perspective to observe the problem: If his students become popular, is it a good thing or a bad thing? Is it possible that the tutors themselves are "fighting with each other" first?
Ren Chongda was filled with emotion. He never thought that he and his students would be robbed one day.
Seeing his brother welding the car door, Cao Zhao walked over and talked directly to the student: "Yingying."
"What do you want to say to her? Aren't you going to leave after you get your stuff?"
Before he could finish his words, so many people at the scene were eager to pull him out. Cao Zhao couldn't help but feel angry. What kind of moral conscience do these people have? He is the student's teaching teacher today and has the right to snatch someone away. He was too kind last night and took the initiative to think about moral conscience. In fact, this kind of thing should not be moralized. It's right to snatch it in front of him.
"What's the matter, Teacher Cao?" Student Xie asked his teacher seriously.
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This "child" is extremely smart, but sometimes his brain gets a little crazy, which makes people feel that he is pitiful and adorable. No wonder so many people want to snatch him away.
The eyes around him were staring at him eagerly. Cao Zhao's mind turned and he stopped pretending to be a god. The devil in his heart came out and smiled at the student, "It's nothing. I just want you to have a good rest in the hospital. Go back to study after you recover. There's no need to rush."
There is definitely no rush. No matter what you guys think, this "kid" is now learning and working under me.
How could the smart people at the scene not hear what he was thinking? They narrowed their eyes at him and said: Just wait and see.
When Cao Zhao came back, he really had something to discuss with his brother, so he invited his brother to the balcony to talk.
After the two walked out, they closed the glass windows to completely block out the sound.
Xie Wanying lay on the bed, waiting for Senior Brother Tao to check her wound, her eyes occasionally glancing at the balcony.
She could probably guess what they were going to talk about. In view of this, Cao Yong and Cao Zhao tacitly walked to the end where she couldn't see them to talk.
"I called my uncle when I came back, and he said he had called you. You were at the scene examining the child, so you probably know the situation best," said Cao Zhao.
Last night, classmate Xie mentioned it, and Zhai Yunsheng went to the hospital this morning to check on the child Xiaoyu's condition. After seeing it, he definitely had some ideas, and called his nephew who was on the scene to give first aid to the injured to exchange academic ideas.
"Why are you asking me this question? Do you want to know if she is brain dead? The determination of brain death is not a one-day or two-day process."
Medical diagnosis is a very rigorous matter, and the most demanding medical diagnosis is the diagnosis of a person's death. Ordinary people don't need to worry about doctors being negligent in this regard, because any doctor with a little bit of brains would be afraid of being misdiagnosed as dead.
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