When the door of the multimedia hall closed, the representatives' speeches officially began.
As soon as the title of the speech appeared on the screen, someone in the audience raised his hand high to indicate that he wanted to ask a question.
The show hasn’t started yet, is anyone ready to mess things up? Many people turned around to look at the questioner. Some people were staring at the speaker on the podium, and the next thing to watch was whether Dr. Xie would accept this sudden provocation from the audience.
Logically speaking, you could have refused to accept it. Before the class even started, the person asking the question made people feel like he was out to cause trouble with ulterior motives.
Only those who can stand on the stage and give speeches are at least recognized by the organizers as technical leaders in the industry. Therefore, everyone will regard the guest speaker as a top martial arts master standing on the ring accepting challenges from all sides. The attitude should be to accept them with pleasure rather than reject them outright. Otherwise, one may reveal in front of the public that he or she is not technically capable enough to answer any questions.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xie Wanying, standing on the podium, stretched out her left hand with a graceful attitude and instructed the student Zhang Shuping who was assisting her, saying: Give him the microphone.
Teacher Xie will accept the first challenge. Zhang Shuping held his breath, followed the teacher's instructions, walked to the audience and handed the microphone to the questioner. As he handed it over, he wished he could quietly see through the other person so that he could convey his opponent's information to Teacher Xie. Unfortunately, classmate Zhang had never been abroad before and was completely unfamiliar with this foreigner. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t affect his desire to secretly glare at this man to death. After all, this man is obviously here to cause trouble.
Fortunately, the intellectual and elegant teacher Xie handled the challenge with ease. Her every move showed her calmness and composure, almost catching up with the style of a diplomat. The pressure was instantly transferred to the questioner.
The questioner's expression changed from being nonchalant when he raised his hand to being serious, which showed that he felt the pressure from the other party. Perhaps he didn't understand how this young guest Xie put pressure on him. The questioner was thirty years older than Dr. Xie, and he questioned the junior with the expectation of being interrogated by a senior practitioner.
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The microphone was next to the questioner's mouth. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the sound coming through the microphone was so loud that the listener couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.
What's more, the other party speaks authentic English, which sounds more like bird language to people whose native language is not English.
Zhang and other team leaders couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads.
You said that this person spoke unclearly, which made the English-speaking foreigners in the seats stare with their eyes wide open, and it was obvious that they didn't understand anything.
After five or six minutes, the questioner finally finished detailing the question he wanted to ask.
The audience breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was simply torturing everyone's ears. The people around you can't hear clearly, and it must be even more difficult for the speaker.
Boss Zhang was a little unhappy, frowning, and asked Ren Zhelun: Did you call this person here? I asked you to invite people to show your support, not to say something like that.
Ren Zhelun shook his head: There is no way I could have called him.
It is better to say that when the experienced junior sister stands on the stage, she is radiant with the aura of a star, and many people are attracted to her. The field they are speaking about is a hot topic around the world, and hot topics mean that many competitors are paying attention to their movements, so challengers are bound to exist.
Besides, you, Boss Zhang, should have anticipated this long ago.
The only thing that Boss Zhang didn't expect was that someone would come rushing in to mess things up right after the game started. This means that as disciple Ren said, classmate Xie is too attractive, and it is difficult for him to hide his true identity by pretending to be an ostrich.
Listen to this foreigner who asked the question and then added a provocative sentence at the end: Can you understand my question, Dr. Xie?
Damn, Zhang Shuping’s face turned red because of Teacher Xie, and he really wanted to kick this guy out. But Teacher Xie was so "good-tempered" that he didn't let him take the microphone back from the man immediately, which made him very anxious.
Lin Hao and Pan Shihua, who were watching the scene, narrowed their eyes: This guy dared to bully the female academic master in their class. Fine, just wait and see. Dr. Yao Zhiyuan, who usually has a calm personality, couldn't hold it in any longer and looked at Dr. Zuo Jinmao with dissatisfaction: Why don't you, as an interpreter, go up and help her?
Doctor Zuo would say: It’s not that I don’t want to, but I can see that she doesn’t need it.
No, it is not necessary. Xie Wanying knew a little about how to communicate with foreigners in spoken language, and Nie Jiamin had already noticed this, so the other party's little tricks would not be difficult for her. In short, when listening to foreigners speaking, you should pick out the key words. Foreign languages have grammar like Chinese, and grammar has key points and non-key points.
The questioner is talking nonsense and is not clear-headed. Only those who cannot understand academic issues themselves will fail to distill the academic focus when speaking and make people feel confused.
Xie Wanying picked up the microphone.
Faced with the serene smile on her face, the questioner's expression began to stiffen.
Xie Wanying said: You are wrong.
The English word error, first scan the other person's face.
The questioner immediately became anxious and shouted: What's wrong? Clearly something or other——
After this person stopped beating around the bush, the others finally understood. This person watched the surgical video circulated by Guozhi and believed that the video was suspected of being fake because the video did not show how the automated technology was achieved.
If I expose everything to you, wouldn't that be exposing my own technical patents in advance? So this person was asking questions while thinking of routines.
"Wait a minute, let our teacher Xie tell you what's wrong with you first." Zhang Shuping couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted the other party's incessant nagging. The most annoying thing about some people is that they are like the aunties at the vegetable market, who try to show off their power and overpower others by speaking loudly and nagging.
The academic debate arena, whether at home or abroad, is like a vegetable market when arguments begin.
OKOK! The questioner waved his hand with a haughty attitude of continued contempt, as if asking you to say that this was your last chance to defend yourself.
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense.
No one expected that someone would challenge them at the very beginning, and no one expected that the guest speaker would confront them head-on, and the questioner would become angry and embarrassed.
Seeing that the conflict has escalated to this point, if there is no overwhelming means, it will be difficult to calm the questioner and convince the public. The difficulty level for the speakers on site is increasing step by step.
Unlike the worried others at the scene, Lin Hao and Pan Shihua nodded: That's right, this is Queen Xie's temperament.
Classmate Xie is not afraid of you causing trouble, but is afraid that the trouble you cause is not high enough and will be crushed by her.
Clear academic words came out of the speaker's microphone on the stage: Your point of view on the problem is too limited. It can't be called just navigation technology, it should be called human-computer interaction.
Mr. Xie spoke slowly and was only responsible for pronouncing the academic terms in English in a standard way, which forced the questioner and the audience to listen carefully and not pretend not to hear.
Human-computer interaction, Navigation technology, very clear.
Wow. There were noises everywhere.
The questioner's arrogant voice suddenly got stuck in his throat.
Academic debates all require dimensionality reduction and attack, and it is not difficult for Dr. Xie, who has been reborn, to crush the opponent. After all, she understands future technological trends better than anyone here.
Human-computer interaction is a term that appeared very early. All I can say is that some people's academic work is limited to their own majors, and therefore they are easily tied up in their own affairs. Xie Wanying was right to criticize the other party on this point.
Surgical robots involve humans and computer-controlled machines, and are indeed an application form of human-computer interaction. Only by thoroughly understanding this can we realize the huge difference between it and traditional laparoscopic technology. Otherwise, what's the point of just talking about navigation technology?
To put it bluntly, navigation technology is a basic technology needed in human-computer interaction. Whether it can work and whether it can play a good role depends on whether we think and plan around the core point of human-computer interaction.
If human-computer interaction technology develops into augmented reality in the future, navigation technology will also introduce augmented technology in order to avoid being left behind.
Various sensor technologies have emerged in human-computer interaction technology. Would you like to use them in surgical robots? Doctors would certainly like to use more and better ones because this would allow them to understand the patient's immediate intraoperative condition in more real time.
The entire hall was silent.
Classmates Lin Hao and Pan Shihua laughed in their hearts: If we had known this would happen, all the grasshoppers that dared to jump would have been crushed to death by classmate Xie.
The questioner will most likely be embarrassed.
He believes that it is not that he cannot understand the surgical video but that the video is fake and raises questions.
Teacher Xie told him directly, no, no, no, you can’t understand because you are standing on the third floor. How can you understand the scenery I am seeing standing on the 30th floor?
Zhang Shuping happily followed Teacher Xie’s new instructions and walked over to ask the man: Do you have any other questions?
The questioner was no longer stupid, waved his hand, and handed the microphone back: No.
He didn't dare to ask any more questions, for he was afraid that if he asked again he would not only be beaten to death but also hammered into the ground.
Our people had a great start, and Zhang Da Lao had a solemn expression on his face: Xie had never told them these views before, which meant that Xie had many treasures in his treasure house, so many that he, Zhang Da Lao, didn't know about them.
Ren Zhelun thought: This is normal, she is a seasoned junior sister.
Yao Zhiyuan and Zuo Jinmao were fascinated by the performance.
The conference hall was quiet and no one would come to challenge in the short term, so the guest's speech PPT got to the point.
Fully automated technology involves the company's patents, which is not something Xie Wanying can disclose to the public privately. All she has to talk about are some of her research findings that she can share with the public.
The PPT showed a new line of academic words.
There was a lot of noise at the scene, and from the noisy sounds it was enough to tell that everyone was shocked by the explosion.
Because everyone thought that after she said that human-computer interaction would be a dimensionality reduction attack, the content of her speech might be about human-computer interaction, no one expected that it was not the case.
The concept of human-computer interaction technology has existed for decades and is familiar to the public. How could Xie Wanying use this old thing to fool the bigwigs in the World Conference?
The bigwigs at the scene confirmed with each other that the academic concept on the PPT at this moment had never been announced by any scholar in any public occasion, which meant that someone would publish a new academic concept here.
The first questioner who came to challenge the opponent was completely dumbfounded. He could feel that he was challenging a sacred goddess without knowing it due to his recklessness.
The noise in the venue never stopped, causing Zhang and the others to look back. Ren Zhe Lun saw Sulima in the audience. It seemed that these old rivals knew her abilities so they must come to listen to her speech again. However, after listening, their faces seemed to be worse than when they first suffered a blow?
Classmates Lin Hao and Pan Shihua: Yes, you will soon find out that when you try hard to pursue classmate Xie and think you have caught up with her, she will leave you far behind, demonstrating what despair is.
It's getting desperate. The only thing that could come out of Sulima's mind was the same words as Zhang's: Oh my God, how much unknown technical information is hidden in her body!
Then he looked at his colleague Professor Wells who was sitting next to him. He had come with him to join in the fun, so he excitedly stood up and grabbed the microphone.
Another thought flashed through Sulima’s mind: This man seemed to remind him of a moment of foolishness in his own past.
It’s no wonder that his colleagues are anxious and unhappy. In the academic circle, whoever publishes new things first has always seized the initiative. Seeing that the other party's move is obviously intended to seize the academic discourse power, the bigwigs in the same industry and field must be unable to sit still.
The Welsh man's voice was even louder than the first questioner's, and his emotions seemed to be almost like a rooster crowed. He shouted at the podium: When you say biomechanics, do you mean orthopedics, Dr. Xie? Do you know that this is the International Congress of Cardiothoracic Surgery? Why are you talking about orthopedic techniques?
It seems to be a very sharp point. The word "biomechanics" easily makes people think of orthopedics. Orthopedics and biomechanics are closely related. The literal connection between the two is enough to make the connection without the need for explanation by insiders.
But how can biomechanics be only related to orthopedics? Biomechanics affects the entire human body, which has been concluded by medical research.
Quiet. There is no need to say anything when thanking the guests at the podium.
Realizing that his question had academic loopholes, Mr. Wells quickly corrected his question: I can admit that biomechanics affects various organs of the body, but now we are talking about the relationship between surgical operations and biomechanics.
Surgical operations are closely related to biomechanics, otherwise why would various instruments be used for monitoring during neurosurgery, urology, and cardiothoracic surgery? Just to put it in the most common sense, when you, as a doctor, perform surgery, you don't move the tissues and organs inside the human body, aren't these all mechanical effects?
The people around were the first to look at the second questioner with questioning eyes, which meant that although a large group of colleagues were shocked by the new concept proposed by guest Xie, it did not mean that their IQ suddenly dropped.
It's over. Wells, like the first questioner, choked himself.
Seeing this, Sulima helped him pass the microphone back to Zhang Shuping and said, "Sorry!" Then she immediately pulled the embarrassed colleague back to his seat.
Wells's nostrils were gasping for breath, beads of water burst out of his forehead one after another, and cold sweat was pouring out like a waterfall. This was mainly because he found out after failing to ask a question: Wow, the speech of this very young guest speaker was so flawless that it was difficult for him to find any academic loopholes and he ended up humiliating himself.
Finally remembering something, Wells turned around and asked his colleague Sulima: Is she the person you were talking about before?
Sulima nodded with a very serious expression. He lost so much last time that his pants fell off.
But one thing you have to know is that Dr. Xie was just on the defensive against him last time, unlike this time when he took the initiative to attack his peers around the world.
Wells stared at the too-young face on the podium, unable to believe it: This young man actually dared to reveal his ambition in front of so many bigwigs at the World Conference. Was he sure that he would win?
The noise from the audience brushed past her ears, but Xie Wanying did not move at all. She was indeed not afraid because she was reborn. She understands the future development trends of technology better than anyone else present, and the big guys can only admit defeat. Her confidence in this was based on the fact that she had used it to defeat several big guys before.
When it comes to the field of surgical robots, the well-known company B excels not in computer systems but in the industrial design capabilities of robotic arms. Company B has advantages in this niche area of technology, so it wants to lead the entire surgical robot research in this direction and let the industry develop along the path of Company B's progress. From then on, other companies' research can only follow behind Company B.
For example, the surgical robot K developed by Senior Brother Ren's team had been following the research track at Company B before returning to Guozhi. In this era, other research teams in the entire surgical robot field are basically following Company B, and are unable to catch up as Company B wished.
What will the future development of surgical robots be like? As far as Xie Wanying knows, ever since computers have been trying to simulate and catch up with the functions of the human brain, human beings' definitions and requirements for equipment have been gradually improving and will never stop, just like in science fiction films. This is especially true in the medical field, which is at the forefront of science and technology.
With the further development of computer technology in the future, big data, artificial intelligence, etc. will occupy a dominant position, and the general trend of all devices is that non-intelligent ones will gradually be eliminated.
What a doctor needs is not a dumb device, but a device that can understand what the doctor needs like a human assistant.
It can be seen from this that the simple industrial design of the robotic arm cannot meet human needs.
Besides, the threshold for pure industrial design is actually not high. Before her rebirth, she had been able to see that the robotic arm design and production technology level of many surgical robot products had no special technical barriers at all.
What can widen the gap between the two products is computer-aided technology.
Putting forward new concepts at this moment is an excellent opportunity to overtake foreign technology. As expected by Sulima and the Wells boss, she came to seize their technological advantage and gain the right to speak.
The content on the PPT continues to show how high-end artificial intelligence can understand the needs of ordinary doctors, that is, how to build true artificial intelligence. The general strategy is to understand in advance the difficulties that ordinary doctors generally encounter in technical operations and make machine plans to deal with them. This should be a reflection of the high intelligence of the machine. The level of emergency plans enabled by machine computers must reach true artificial intelligence, and of course it would be best if it works like the human doctor's brain.
How human doctors' thinking is formed. In addition to learning basic knowledge from medical textbooks, they accumulate clinical and academic research data as the basis of brain thinking, and then go back to the individual patient to adjust the micro-data according to each person. This idea can be applied to computers by inputting big data as a basis and then building a model to complete fine-tuning and simulate the personalized customization of the human brain.
The audience was so quiet that even the sound of breathing sounded loud and cumbersome.
No one stood up to refute the question, indicating that all the industry elites present agreed that the above new concept is feasible and promising.
The time has come. Xie, the guest speaker on the podium, took the microphone and said: I personally think that we should take advantage of the good opportunity of this World Congress to discuss and negotiate the technical route for the development of surgical robots and make good research plans, so that we can focus our energy and investment on the most important technological fields, rather than wasting it on unnecessary technologies that may become obsolete at any time.
When eating, one bite at a time, to grasp the standard, you must first grasp the topic.
Just look at Emma and other leaders of the organizers present, they jumped up first, they were so happy: This proposal is so good, once implemented, this conference will have academic breakthroughs that will affect the world medical community and will go down in history.
The audience and guests on site came from all over the world, most of whom were latecomers and did not mind at all that leaders like Company B were challenged. After thanking guests for their proposal, everyone responded immediately, wishing to muddy the water and seize the opportunity to overtake.
This lively scene surprised even Zhang Da Lao. His pair of grey eyes narrowed as wide as they could: This classmate Xie apparently knows how to snatch things better than him, Zhang Da Lao.
Ren Zhelun burst out laughing. Otherwise, how could he have felt from the very beginning that this junior sister was the most experienced one he had ever seen?
After the speech, many people in the audience rushed to the podium like a tide and surrounded it.
Zhang Shuping was busy protecting Teacher Xie's personal safety, shouting, "Don't push, don't push, if you have any questions, please speak up one by one."
Those who were crowding in not only asked academic questions, but also talked about other things, such as the following: Dr. Xie, you are here on a business trip for a few days. Do you have time to come to our hospital to give a speech?
Medical professionals are all highly intelligent people, not stupid. Instead of squeezing them here, it is better to snatch them back to your own territory and ask them slowly. It would be even better if you can take advantage of this opportunity to snatch the talents back and use them for yourself.
Sulima, standing in the crowd, heard the anxious voice and shouted: Dr. Xie will visit our university laboratory and give a lecture first.
As they shamelessly tried to steal the spotlight, Boss Zhang stepped out and said, “Dr. Xie’s schedule is very tight. I’m afraid he doesn’t have that much free time.”
If we want to invite Dr. Xie, please get the consent of his agent, Mr. Zhang, before we can make the unified arrangements.
The crowd slowly dispersed only when the hotel staff came to chase them away saying they needed to clean up.
While having lunch at noon, I heard that some media reporters at the scene had already pressed the shutter of their cameras to take beautiful academic photos of Dr. Xie, which would be published in local newspapers soon.
Zhang Shuping called his grandmother to tell her the good news, knowing that his grandmother was very concerned about his teacher Xie.
When Mr. Lu heard that the newspaper had been published, he hurriedly told his grandson to buy the newspaper and bring it back.
"Don't worry, grandma." Zhang Shuping said with a smile, "I know you want to make a clipping of Teacher Xie, so I've already bought it."
"Okay, okay." Teacher Lu nodded, "Remember to keep it well."
When people around heard this, they realized that Teacher Lu had a hobby at home, which was to make clippings for his students.
The three-day conference schedule passed quickly. During this period, she visited the university laboratory where Professor Sulima worked and several famous local hospitals. She did not give any more speeches because her agent, Zhang Dalao, did not agree with her exposing her treasure trove of technology to the outside world.
The biggest gain from participating in the World Technology Forum this time is that I was able to meet face to face with world leaders and establish many private academic exchange relationships. Not only her, but also classmates Lin Hao and Pan Shihua also obtained the email addresses and other contact information of the big names in the same industry.
Before leaving on the last day, everyone went to Dr. Zuo's house for dinner. They were not able to go to Dr. Yao's house for a big meal because Dr. Yao's house was too far from their meeting place. Because of this, Dr. Yao was depressed on the way.
Speaking of the development of new technologies in the last surgical demonstration, Dr. Zuo’s family member, a computer expert, made a great effort. He flew all the way to China to help them. They spent quite a while together and he is actually no stranger to them.
When she was giving a speech at the academic conference that day, Dr. Zuo's elder brother was there listening to the whole speech and took the opportunity to strike up a conversation with her: I wonder which hospital Dr. Xie will work in in the future.
It seems that all the partners are very concerned about where she will eventually settle down, because it involves whether the cooperative relationship that will last for many years can be stabilized.
Looking back, after returning to China, she and her classmates went back to school to complete their thesis defense and officially graduate.
That day, the group took a plane back home and arrived at the airport in the early morning.
Since they returned with honor, there was always someone to pick them up at the airport no matter how early or late they were.
From afar, I saw a familiar figure standing among the crowd of people waiting to meet me at the airport, and a group of people started talking to me with interest.
"It's Brother Cao."
It’s not surprising that he came. If he didn’t come to pick up his girlfriend at the airport, did he plan to go back and kneel on the washboard? Just kidding. In fact, during the sweet period of a couple's relationship, they would love to find opportunities every day to stick together like gummy bears.
"Senior Brother Cao didn't bring any flowers."
It seems to be a sharp contrast. There were people in the crowd welcoming guests with flowers. How dare he come to pick up his girlfriend without a bouquet of roses? Doesn't he know how popular his girlfriend is abroad on this trip? Even if your girlfriend doesn't achieve anything great while away from home, it's so romantic to welcome her back with a bouquet of flowers to express your longing for her.
So when you are in a relationship, there will always be a bunch of gossips around to watch the fun.
"What is Cao Yong holding without flowers?"
"It can't be something in the autopsy room--"
The two sharp-tongued masters were making fun of the person involved with their venomous words.
When others thought that neurosurgeon Cao was really going to bring something from the autopsy lab to pick them up at the airport, they couldn't help but think of a scene in a horror movie, and it might be a human skull.
When Cao Yong finally heard what the approaching people were talking about him, his handsome face remained stern and he did not seem very angry.
When everyone got closer, they could see that he was holding a stuffed bear. Zhang shouted, "This image doesn't seem to fit."
No wonder a bunch of people would rather tease him for bringing a skull and a bear doll to give to his girlfriend. The problem is that his girlfriend is a well-known tomboy and may not like this and prefer the skull.
Who said that.
Cao Yong took a few steps forward and handed the pink teddy bear that looked just like a princess to his girlfriend, and at the same time took the luggage cart from her.
Xie Wanying, who was stuffed with a princess bear by her senior brother, couldn't help but lower her head slightly. Her face seemed to be dyed by the powder on the doll, and it was pink and rosy.
When the people around saw this, they were all shocked: it seemed that none of them could understand women's minds as well as neurosurgeon Cao.
Boss Zhang picked his nostrils with his fingers and immediately felt inferior.
Speaking of adults, who doesn’t want to be a kid again? The biggest advantage of becoming a child again is that you can be carefree and be loved. Men and women are the same. Men like to become boys in front of the women they like, and women hope to always be girls in front of the men they like. Senior Brother Cao was very understanding and always treated her like a little sister.
Except for Senior Brother Cao and the representatives sent by the higher-ups, those who came to the airport to pick us up were basically Guozhi’s own people. After all, this team belongs to Guozhi, and any success it achieves will have nothing to do with other units such as the National Association. It should be said that other competitors must be secretly feeling unwilling.
Even so, Guozhi's success at the international conference abroad was a relief for a group of scientific researchers in China. Congratulations calls were continuously coming to Zhang's cell phone as soon as the news broke out overseas.
Now that he is back in China, Zhang is so busy receiving celebratory calls that his hands and feet are cramping.
Ren Zhelun chatted with Du Yeqing and others who were present, introduced the situation of his trip abroad, and asked about the situation at the unit while they were away.
Du Yeqing said: "Many people said they were coming, but some were probably delayed on the way, or slept too late and didn't know the time."
Today happens to be the weekend, and the big guys, with the rare opportunity to rest at home, might as well sleep in and be lazy.
Based on this, Xie Wanying knew that Senior Brother Shen had said he would come early in the morning but somehow did not arrive at the airport.
While they were busy communicating with the people who came to greet them at the airport, Zhang Shuping said goodbye to Teacher Xie and his uncle and left the large group, taking a taxi to hurry home to deliver newspapers to his anxious grandmother.
The airport was crowded and noisy, so it was not very convenient to say anything. The reason why everyone is standing here and not leaving is that they are all waiting for the leader's next instructions. After Zhang finished talking with the representatives of the superior unit's leaders, he took a phone call and stood aside.
Everyone didn't pay attention at first and waited, but the longer they waited, the more they felt something was wrong. I could only see Boss Zhang's back, motionless, with his head lowered, and it seemed like he was whispering to someone.
After the phone rang, Du Yeqing picked up the phone. It was Dr. Shi Lei who was on duty at the hospital.
"I went down to the emergency department, and they said our hospital car had been out for a long time."
Sometimes the emergency vehicle is out for a long time, probably because it encountered an unexpected situation. This is quite common and cannot be easily said to be strange.
"The emergency nurse said." Shi Lei continued to describe the abnormal situation, "It was Doctor Shen who called for the hospital car, but I remember Doctor Shen said he would go to the airport with you to pick someone up."
"Did Shin Youhuan call for the car?" When Du Yeqing questioned this, his eyes involuntarily looked towards Boss Zhang.
As he made the call, everyone else looked at Boss Zhang.
At this moment, everyone's heartbeat was beating so rapidly that it seemed as if it was about to burst out of their chest.
"Yes." Shi Lei said, "Later I heard that someone saw our hospital's emergency vehicle parked in a community not far from our hospital."
The answer is almost obvious.
"I called Dr. Shen, but the line was busy. I don't know who he was talking to."
"Have you spoken to the emergency doctor who came out from our hospital?"
"The person who sent out the car was an internist, one of Dr. Shen's people, and he didn't answer the phone. Everyone in the emergency department is panicking now. They don't know what went wrong and whether they should call the hospital leaders to report. They know that Director Zhang has returned to China today, so they asked me to call you and ask what Director Zhang said. Director Zhang's phone is also unreachable--"
The area where they were standing was almost turning into stone.
Suddenly, another phone rang.
"Brother."
Hearing her voice, Cao Yong finally reacted and took out the ringing cell phone from his shirt pocket.
"Cao Yong, it's bad. Something terrible has happened. They said that Teacher Yu found Teacher Lu had a cardiac arrest while he was sleeping this morning."
The call was from Zhu Huicang. Teacher Yu refers to Yu's father. During the time when Teacher Lu's son and grandson were on a business trip, he lived in Zhang's house to help accompany and take care of the sick Teacher Lu. Since Yu's father had accompanied Teacher Lu to other places for a long time to avoid the winter and recuperate, no one would doubt Yu's father's ability to take meticulous care of the patient.
"Yu Xuexian said that Teacher Lu was fine yesterday and had no abnormal symptoms. He had dinner with them. Now he has driven to Zhang Huayao's house." Zhu Huicang was already speaking incoherently, and he seemed to be confused as if he didn't know what he was saying. "We are shocked here, everything is shocked, we are all stunned, how could a healthy person suddenly have a cardiac arrest. They came to ask if our cardiology department knew anything. I said that the teacher's medical records had been transferred to Zhang Huayao a long time ago, and our National Association of Cardiology Department had long been excluded by Zhang Huayao. He didn't inform us of anything, we didn't know anything, and we couldn't intervene. Instead of asking us, you might as well ask you or Tao Zhijie. At least Zhang Huayao has contacted you, right?"
Speaking of Tao Zhijie.
"He seemed to rush the fastest, saying that he was almost at Zhang Huayao's house. I asked him what the teacher's current condition was."
"No need to ask."
"Cao Yong, what did you say!" Zhu Huicang roared excitedly.
Behind him the sound of a baby crying could be heard. Xiao Liangliang was frightened by his father's voice and burst into tears. Or maybe little kids can keenly sense that something bad is going to happen.
"Let's go, let's go. No matter what you ask or who you ask, it's better to go and see it with your own eyes." Li Xiaobing urged her husband to get off and drive while comforting her son. Her voice was hoarse.
Zhu Huicang hung up the phone first and hurried out with his wife and children.
Through this phone call, other people at the scene could imagine that countless people were flocking to Zhang's home.
Everyone's face was pale and they all looked bloodless.
"Brother, let's go over there too." Xie Wanying said, "I'm more worried about Shuping."
Hearing her voice, everyone looked back. Including Boss Zhang, who turned around and glanced at her secretly.
Lin Hao held his breath and thought: How could classmate Xie be so calm? Could it be that he didn't see or hear that all the teachers and seniors were in chaos?
Xie Wanying knew that not everyone was in such a mess. Besides, any doctor knows what is the most important thing to do now and should remain professional and calm to do what is right.
Facing her gaze, Cao Yong could read her worry for him in her eyes, and wondered why she was worried about him first at this moment. In a moment, he reached out and held her hand, squeezing it hard: "Okay, let's go."
The two of them then left the crowd and hurried towards the airport gate.
The others reacted and prepared to follow them when they suddenly heard the two of them arguing over the car keys.
"Brother, how about I drive?"
"No.—Do you have a driver's license?"
"Yeah, I just got it not long ago."
Classmates Lin Hao and Pan Shihua immediately recalled what happened not long ago, which made them wonder when classmate Xie learned to drive. Sure enough, classmate Xie had already secretly learned to drive at that time.
However, Brother Cao's question showed that he did not know that Student Xie was learning to drive. Lin Hao and his friends discovered that they had guessed wrong about the mysterious classmate Xie, and they were even more curious about who Xie learned to drive from if not from Senior Brother Cao.
(Xie Wanying: I already knew how to drive before I was reborn. Of course, I also knew everything about how to register for the driver's license test, the test process, the test subjects, and the test content. Therefore, it took me much less time to get the license than others.)
"Who did you learn to drive from?" Cao Yong asked.
"Second Senior Sister." She blurted out, having already thought of how to fabricate this lie.
"I haven't heard you say you often go to practice driving with her."
"Brother, have you forgotten? My dad is an experienced driver."
Cao Yong couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Xie Wanying's whole body tensed up. It was very difficult to completely and successfully fool a neurosurgeon.
"It's okay." Cao Yong touched the back of her head and said, "Next time."
I know why she volunteered, but in terms of her relationship with the teacher, it's not necessarily that she is any less affectionate than him.
When a group of people arrived at the community where Boss Zhang lived, there were already quite a few people gathered inside. A security guard came over, probably at the request of the owner, to organize order at the scene.
Most people remain rational and will not rush forward to disrupt medical order when they hear about rescue efforts. After all, most of those who come here are medical professionals who understand this.
In this case, the people standing downstairs waiting for the results were unhappy because:
"Why don't you send the teacher to the hospital?"
"How long have we been delayed upstairs?" He tapped his watch frantically.
"The heart has stopped and it's not recovering well. Go to the hospital right away to get a pacemaker or have surgery. What are you doing here? It's a waste of time." He complained about the technology.
"Isn't Guozhi just nearby?"
"If Guozhi cannot be saved, send the teacher back to our Guoxie."
Logically speaking, Guozhi's cardiology department is more famous than that of Guoxie. It is the best specialty in the country. How can it be said to be worse than that of Guoxie?
"Guo Zhi doesn't want to save me anymore, right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't our Guozhi emergency vehicle park here a long time ago?!"
The two groups were pushing and shoving each other in the open space, glaring at each other, and the situation was ready to break out.
"Stop arguing, Director Zhang and the others are back."
Cao Yong's car was the first to turn into the community.
After jumping out of Senior Brother Cao's car, Xie Wanying didn't bother to look at anyone and hurried up the stairs. As she said, she was worried about classmate Zhang.
When we arrived at Boss Zhang’s house, we met Senior Sister Li and Senior Brother Zhu who had arrived earlier.
Li Xiaobing sat on the stairs, head down, crying and not saying a word.
Xiao Liangliang stopped crying. He stretched out his little hands and gently wiped his mother's tears.
Seeing her son like this, and thinking of Teacher Lu praising her son as the most well-behaved child, Li Xiaobing almost burst into tears and hugged her son tightly with both hands: "Liangliang, grandma is gone, she is gone, you must always remember Grandma Lu who loved you the most, okay?"
Zhu Huicang's eyes were completely red behind his glasses. He didn't dare to take off his glasses, and he couldn't make any sound.
Through the open door, you can see that the rescue work inside had actually been completed long ago, and the nurse was busy counting the items used in the rescue so that she could check the number with the doctor.
Someone had fainted from crying a long time ago. It was Yu's father, lying motionless in his son's arms. Others can imagine how much he feels guilty about himself.
Yu Xuexian's face was livid, and his eyes were fixed on Shen Youhuan and the others.
My husband had to take care of my father-in-law. Jiang Mingzhu chased the doctor who was trying to save him on behalf of her husband and father-in-law and asked, "Tell me, was this a good deed you did?"
"What did we do? When we arrived, the patient's heart had been in arrest for a long time." Doctor Chen, who was on duty, felt wronged and said unhappily.
There is a golden time for cardiopulmonary resuscitation. If the patient is dead after this time, there is no way the doctor can revive the patient unless he is a god. Because of this, and since the patient who died was Teacher Lu, they did their best after they arrived and continued to rescue him according to the rescue procedures. Anyone who is a medical professional knows that this kind of rescue is meaningless and is purely humanitarian in nature without any scientific significance.
"You know that's not what I'm asking!" Jiang Mingzhu was so angry that she stomped her feet on the floor. "You know that the teacher's heart is not in good condition, why didn't you take preventive measures for the teacher's heart in advance? This is not the first time that the teacher has this symptom--"
"Who said we didn't—" Doctor Chen opened his mouth to argue again.
"No need to talk to her." Shin Youhuan stopped his subordinate from arguing with the other party.
The sound from above reached downstairs.
The crowd downstairs burst out again: "Is the teacher dead?"
"Didn't they continue to rescue the teacher?"
"How long did they spend rescuing him?"
"Don't say any more. You know, CPR has no other effect except breaking all the ribs of the patient."
"What are you talking about? That's different from a teacher—"
"What's different!"
Medical professionals are no different from ordinary people, not only in that they have the same seven emotions and six desires, but also in that everyone reacts differently when encountering problems.
Xie Wanying found classmate Zhang Shuping standing at the door.
Leaning against the white wall, Zhang Shuping held in his hand the newspaper that he had promised to bring back for his grandmother. His eyes were like a dazed little bird staring at the sky outside the opposite window, his soul having flown away to who knows where.
"Shu Ping."
After being patted twice on the shoulder, Zhang Shuping turned around and looked at Teacher Xie.
"You did a great job." Xie Wanying said to the students.
A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Zhang Shuping's empty eyes: Teacher Xie, did you know about this a long time ago? Knowing what his uncle said to him, Shuping, as doctors, this may be the only thing we can do for my mother and your grandmother. Let her leave with dignity.
Cao Yong came later, stood beside her, and put his hand on Zhang Shuping's shoulder to comfort her.
Other people inside and outside the house heard her voice and realized that someone was coming.
Alas, Shen Youhuan sighed and rubbed his forehead helplessly: It doesn’t matter who you hide it from, but don’t try to hide it from my junior sister.
There were continuous footsteps coming from the stairwell, and people who had arrived went upstairs one after another to check the situation.
Fu Xinheng and Chang Jiawei appeared at the door.
Chang Jiawei asked everyone he met: "Where is Tao Zhijie? Didn't he say he was the first to arrive?"
Senior Brother Tao was the first to arrive. He brought a basin of water, put on gloves and wiped the patient's face and hands.
Seeing this, Chang Jiawei wondered what was wrong and asked, "Where are the sons and grandsons? Isn't this something the sons and grandsons would do?"
This word awakens other dreamers.
The godsons and grandsons at the scene immediately started to move.
Zhang Da Lao, who had just returned, pushed the crowd away and shouted, "Who is stealing my job?"
The room fell into chaos again.
In the days that followed, everyone was like a wilted flower, unable to recover.
The teacher's funeral was held as scheduled.
Since early morning, on the day of the funeral ceremony, people flocked to the funeral home hall to say their final goodbyes to the teacher.
This time, Xie Wanying came to the funeral home with her classmates and Teacher Ren.
When I arrived, I saw cars parked in front of the funeral home.
Zhao Zhaowei, a student in the class who is known as the king of information in the capital's medical circles, vividly relayed what his family said: "My grandfather said that all the experts and professors in the capital will come."
All the big names in the capital's medical circle will come. Such a scene is predictable. Teacher Lu is a pharmacist giant in the capital's medical circle and the widow of teacher Zhang Yuqing. With these two identities alone, all the friends he makes on a daily basis are bigwigs in the circle.
It is said that in addition to the metropolitan area, medical professionals from all over the country who are close to the capital or happen to be in the capital will come as long as they can. Friends who had a very good relationship with the teacher even booked their plane and train tickets in advance and rushed here from thousands of miles away, saying their final goodbyes to their best friends with tears in their eyes.
Crying and sorrow filled the air inside and outside the funeral home. Combined with the thick fog that day, the sky and the ground were all grey, making people feel as if God was also very sad.
Class monitor Yue brought two classmates and placed the wreaths purchased by their class at the designated location at the door.
At a glance, the wreaths and flower bouquets at the door seemed to have no end. The elegiac couplets on the wreaths were all white verses of remembrance on a black background, as if expressing the endless and inexpressible longing for the deceased.
Everywhere, people sighed, huge sadness and disbelief merged in the sky:
"I thought she could live a little longer. I never heard that she would leave this world so soon. Besides, the teacher was an optimist all her life. No one could have imagined that she would be so willing to leave us so soon—"
This shows that most people feel that the teacher died too suddenly.
Entering the auditorium for paying respects to the deceased, everyone became solemn and silent at the same time, not daring to let the tears well up in their eyes fall. Because everyone knows that Teacher Lu loves to laugh and doesn’t like to see people cry.
As expected, the teacher's body was donated to the National Association Medical College where she worked all her life in accordance with her last wish. Only the teacher's portrait remained on the memorial platform.
The teacher in the photo looks as rigorous as ever as an academic leader, with a smile in the corner of his eyes. With the pure white lilies placed around the photo frame, it seems that the teacher is smiling at everyone among the flowers.
Lily represents the radiance of maternal love.
As everyone recalls, Teacher Lu in everyone's memory is someone who takes care of all the young people like a mother, whether at home, at work, or among relatives and friends.
It is said that this photo was chosen by Zhang Shuping, the only grandson of Mr. Lu left in this world. It can be seen that the image of grandma is firmly engraved in Zhang Shuping's heart.
When people thought that the Zhang family only had this one drop of blood left, they felt even more sad and angry. They thought that the god of death was too cruel and was deliberately torturing the Zhang family who had worked as doctors and made a living for the world all their lives.
The big guys who came to pay their respects talked to the teacher's family, or to be more precise, to Big Boss Zhang, and they all whispered that they must communicate if they needed help in the future.
Zhang Da Lao said seriously: "My nephew, of course I will take care of him for the rest of his life."
Neither his parents, Mr. Zhang nor Mr. Lu, need to say a word to him about such things. Boss Zhang has the ability and is certainly obliged to take good care of his nephew.
Zhang Shuping, kneeling at the front row of family members, was dressed in mourning. He listened to the conversation between his uncle and others, his young face looking solemn and rigid.
Mrs. Zhang rushed her two sons back home when she received the bad news. She would occasionally give water to her husband's nephew and comfort him, but she certainly couldn't take care of her own son.
Zhang Da Lao's two younger twin sons are as naughty as Da Lao Zhang. Today, they were acting out of character. The two drooped heads showed that the naughty children were extremely sad at the moment.
The two children wiped their tears silently, knowing in their hearts: now that their wonderful grandma is gone, no one will be able to speak for them in front of their father anymore.
The students who followed Teacher Ren in to say goodbye saw this scene. Student Pan Shihua couldn't stand it anymore and ran out. This scene reminded him of his grandfather, and he needed to find a place to cry quietly.
Watching classmate Pan running out, Xie Wanying recalled what classmate Pan had said to her. She turned around and looked at Teacher Lu’s smiling face in the photo, the light in her eyes flowing silently.
The crowd entered in an orderly manner to bid farewell to the deceased, and then retreated to the open space outside. Most people were so grief-stricken that they stood outside the funeral hall for a long time, unwilling to leave.
Among the guests coming and going, Xie Wanying saw the teachers and senior students from the National Association who arrived one after another.
Teacher Tan is quick in his work style. He arrived earlier than their class and rushed back to work at the hospital after attending the farewell ceremony.
Today is not a day off.
Senior Brother Gao stayed for a while and then had to leave.
As a leader, Shen Jinghui was more available to communicate with other people, including family members, on the scene.
People from General Foreign Language Department 2 have come, and even more people from General Foreign Language Department 1 will come. It can be said that there is no department in the entire association that is left behind, and everyone from the internal medicine, surgery, and logistics departments are present.
Her childhood friend Wu Lixuan came with Dr. Yin and the urology department.
Noticing she was there, Wu Lixuan came over to talk to her. At this time, when the people from the anesthesiology department arrived, Senior Sister Liu Jingyun came over and stood with the two of them. If departments such as gastroenterology, neurosurgery, and cardiothoracic surgery arrive together, they will be led by the directors of each department.
It can be seen that Senior Brother Cao is naturally neat and well-dressed as usual, while Senior Brother Huang's face is as nervous as a wooden board. The most surprising thing is that Dr. Song, who usually doesn't like to wear suits and ties, put on a good black suit properly. In an instant, the lazy cat turned into a very serious black cat. It was an extremely rare scene.
It is obvious that Teacher Lu’s greatest magic is that she can make all students fall in love with her the moment they see her. For example, Dr. Yao and Dr. Zuo, who returned to China with Senior Brother Ren, had not been dealing with Teacher Lu for a long time, but they were also shocked when they first heard the bad news at the airport that day.
Doctor Zuo secretly complained to Doctor Yao in a corner today: "They knew but didn't tell us."
That's right. There have been rumors for a long time that Senior Brother Ren had returned to China some time in advance and was on an island helping Boss Zhang treat Teacher Lu. How could he not know how serious Teacher Lu's condition was?
Based on this, Wu Lixuan secretly looked at the two female doctors. She had something to ask but didn't dare to ask loudly.
The other members of the National Association were talking louder and louder in the yard, as if they were all trying to figure out why the patient had suddenly died that day.
"The teacher already has a heart disease. Zhang Huayao and Guo Zhi did it on purpose, right? They deliberately didn't treat the teacher's heart disease?"
"With Zhang Huayao's ability as an authority in cardiology, wouldn't it be easy for him to completely cure the teacher's heart disease?"
"Why is he not cured?"
"Is it because the teacher's bone metastasis has spread throughout the body?"
is that so? Wu Lixuan swallowed her saliva as she looked at her childhood friend who was a doctor.
Xie Wanying first explained to her childhood friend who was not studying medicine that this was definitely not an intentional death.
Simply put, Mr. Zhang chose a technical type of hospice care.
For terminally ill patients whose diseases cannot be cured, sometimes treatment has no effect and instead becomes a form of torment for the patient before death. Therefore, medicine began to pay more attention to the quality of life of patients in the last stage of their lives before death rather than just focusing on curing the disease. It provides palliative care at the request of the patient instead of taking active treatment, which is called hospice care. It can be said that hospice care is the embodiment of the scientific spirit of medicine.
Patients with bone metastasis that spreads throughout the body suffer a lot. Before they can wait for cancer to take their lives, they will first suffer from the pain that is worse than death every day. Eventually, all kinds of painkillers will become ineffective. Therefore, some patients even travel thousands of miles to foreign countries to seek legal euthanasia.
As a medical expert, Mr. Lu had thought from the beginning that this day might come for him. He did not want to be treated. He did not want to become like his husband before he died, tortured by the disease and no longer like a human or a ghost. It would be better for a medical professional who has fought against disease for most of his life to die at the hands of the disease so undignifiedly than to die earlier.
For this reason, everyone advised Teacher Lu for a long time during Guang’s first surgery.
So rather than saying it was Mr. Zhang’s decision, it was more likely Mr. Lu’s own wish and entrustment to his son.
Instead of completely treating the patient's heart disease, we respected the patient's wishes and prevented the patient from having to endure the risks and pain of surgery. Instead, we adopted palliative therapy, which ultimately allowed the patient to die peacefully and naturally in his sleep, while avoiding the terminal stage of cancer that was worse than death. This is the only thing that Zhang, the son of a cardiologist, can do to help his mother.
From this point of view, Mr. Zhang did nothing wrong to the patient.
What the National Association cannot accept is:
"Zhang Huayao should have told us earlier, why didn't he say it?!"
Boss Zhang, who was complained by the National Association, remained silent.
It is natural that the people of Guozhi feel a lot of grievances against their leader and themselves.
In fact, it is certain that Boss Zhang is disliked by the National Association on a daily basis. It doesn't matter to him to say it out, but the patient doesn't allow him to say it.
Many people in the National Association have deep regrets about what happened during the treatment of Teacher Zhang Yuqing. To be honest, it is difficult for them to adopt the strategy of surrendering to death as they did to Teacher Zhang Yuqing.
Teacher Lu knew clearly that these students from the National Association would not be able to accept her choice, so it would be best for her not to say anything.
Regardless, this ending is even more unbearable for the National Association members. After all, everyone had already thought about it:
"I have already planned that if Teacher Lu is hospitalized, I will stay by her bedside during her last days."
But Teacher Lu was such a good person that she would never let her students do such a thing for her. She would rather die suddenly to avoid causing trouble to her students.
Thinking of this, there was silence everywhere, and everyone's hearts and lungs were torn. Li Xiaobing cried even more uncontrollably. Father Yu fainted from crying again.
Liu Jingyun was so worried about her second junior sister.
Everyone analyzed that Zhang Da Lao was deliberately helping his mother to conceal the truth, and those who assisted Zhang Da Lao in concealing the truth would most likely be complained by those who did not want the truth to be concealed.
It just so happened that after He Xiangyu went to Guozhi, she was specifically responsible for Teacher Lu's pathology report, which meant that there was indisputable and irrefutable evidence that she helped Boss Zhang conceal part of the truth. Everyone in the National Association knows about this.
Picking up the phone, Liu Jingyun turned his back to everyone and called his second apprentice sister. He asked, "Are you here, Xiangyu?"
"I'll come back after most of the people have left." He Xiangyu said.
"Did you cry? I heard your voice is hoarse."
When it comes to the degree of sadness, Xie Wanying believes that the second senior sister is definitely no less sad than others, and the second senior sister herself once said that she went to work in Guozhi in order to do her part in helping Teacher Lu.
Later, when senior leaders such as President Wu and President Liang arrived, everyone stopped discussing the matter in public.
Night falls, fast forward to late evening, half past ten at night.
He Xiangyu drove to the funeral home.
At this time, as she expected, there were only a few cars left at the gate and in the nearby parking lot, and most of the guests had already left.
I thought I wouldn’t meet anyone, so I got off the car and jogged into the museum with my bag in hand, fearing I would miss them.
When she arrived at the door of the auditorium, she received a call from her senior sister. He Xiangyu held the phone between her neck and chin and talked on the phone.
"Xiangyu, have you gone? Today is the last day to say goodbye to the teacher, you have to go." Liu Jingyun urged her, worried that she would regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't go.
"I'm here, senior sister." He Xiangyu said, and with her other hand she took out a funeral red envelope from her bag and placed it on the table at the door, preparing to register and enter the auditorium to pay her respects.
"Let me tell you, I heard from them that Senior Brother Tao hasn't left yet—" Knowing who she least wanted to see, Liu Jingyun added.
ah? He Xiangyu was startled and turned around quickly. The moment she glanced into the house, she caught sight of the familiar figure without any error.
He stood in front of his teacher's portrait, as if he had turned into a stone statue. It was unknown how long he had maintained this posture.
He Xiangyu felt her heart being cut inch by inch.
"Doctor He is here." Someone saw her and greeted her.
This voice made Tao Zhijie, who was standing there, narrow his eyes slightly.
He Xiangyu gritted her teeth and walked into the auditorium, bowing three times in front of her teacher's portrait. After the third bow, she couldn't stand up for a long time and saw him standing next to her without moving an inch.
Her heart suddenly began to beat faster, and an intuition seemed to tell her: He was standing here and not leaving, perhaps just waiting for her to arrive.
"Xiangyu, let's go out and talk for a while."
He spoke, calling her by her first name for the first time.
He Xiangyu slowly stood up, her breathing involuntarily becoming rapid.
"Take two deep breaths."
He spoke to her in a doctor's tone, just like last time.
He Xiangyu wanted to raise her hand and slap herself in the face twice: This is so embarrassing.
She turned around and followed him out into the yard.
The two walked all the way to the century-old tree in the corner of the yard.
There was hardly any light coming in from here, and the moon was hidden in the clouds tonight. This is the best, He Xiangyu thought, no one can see how miserable she is.
It is enough to see that he is truly a considerate and gentle person, just as Teacher Lu said, a man who is as meticulous as a hair.
In the pitch-black night, she tried hard to make out his appearance not far away.
The profile of his face that was revealed to her was looking up, then looking up at the big trees and the night sky. His silent posture was the same as just now in the auditorium, as if he was talking to his teacher in heaven.
Did he say anything to the teacher in his heart? She tried to guess, but couldn't figure it out. His handsome face was so blurry in the night that she couldn't see or touch it clearly.
Looking back, she was like most people and never tried to figure out his thoughts, otherwise everyone would not say that he was an unfathomable Buddha.
In the silence, I heard his gentle voice start: "I heard that Dr. Li proposed to you."
He Xiangyu's face turned pale as she had never expected that the first sentence he would say to her would be this.
"Dr. Li is a very good person and knows you very well," said Tao Zhijie.
"Me, and him--" He Xiangyu's lips were open. She had no idea what she should say or what she was saying. She was completely confused by what he said.
"I don't know you."
Finally, when he uttered this sentence, it was like a thunderbolt striking down, about to split her in half on the spot.
Yes, he couldn't understand why she continued to choose to hide the truth from him despite his repeated requests to explore, and stood in Zhang Huayao's camp from beginning to end.
The life partner he imagined was not like this. At least she would choose to trust him, tell him privately, and believe that he was capable of handling everything. How can you love someone, like someone, if you don’t have a little trust in him?
Even Junior Sister Xie Wanying would reveal some information to comfort others when interacting with them, instead of keeping her mouth shut and hiding like she did, looking guilty.
Even if you have to avoid it, learn from Junior Sister Xie who is so smart that she will take the initiative to reveal her true colors when she becomes stupid. This will show that you still care about us. Refer to the incident when Junior Sister Xie’s cousin sought medical treatment.
No wonder everyone believed that she was a traitor to the National Association. She was loyal to Boss Zhang, so she was able to work with Boss Zhang without any loopholes.
(Xie Wanying: After all, I have been reborn, suffered some losses, and know how to deal with the world. Brother Tao, you are using my standards to judge Second Sister, whose soul is much younger than mine. This——)
“Senior Brother Tao, I, I——” He Xiangyu could hardly breathe. She was not what he thought she was. She could swear that she had always cared about what he and the teachers of the National Association thought of her. He knew it with just a thought, so how could she not care about what he thought.
In the end, the two people's thoughts lacked a path for unimpeded communication.
As he said, he didn't understand her and couldn't understand her.
I talked to her today to give an explanation to the teacher. His student Tao tried very hard, but unfortunately, even with his gold medal teaching ability, he couldn't figure out what was going on in the other person's mind.
After taking his eyes off the night sky, Tao Zhijie turned around and walked back to the auditorium.
He Xiangyu couldn't stop shaking all over.
No version of the story she had imagined had been like this night.
She had thought that he might ruthlessly reject her feelings, but she never imagined that he was willing to take the initiative to approach her heart. Was it her fault in the end? Is it all her fault?
Boom, boom, boom. A figure rushed into the funeral home rapidly.
Soon, Dr. Li Xiaoshen's voice rang out in the yard: "Xiang Yu——"
He was really thoughtful, calling all the men who had proposed to her and knew her. He Xiangyu's face turned completely pale.
"Xiangyu, your hands are so cold." Li Xiaoshen grabbed her hand and blew hot air on it, then held it tightly in worry.
"Let's go. Let's go." These were the only two words He Xiangyu could squeeze out.
The cruelest thing about love is that the person you love will never say that he can't love you.
There are many men and women in the world who cannot become lovers. Any feelings they have for each other are precious and should be cherished.
It is said that the second senior sister left in Dr. Li's car that night, and then Dr. Li went to Guozhi to apply for a job and decided to stay in the country. This was the information Xie Wanying heard from Zhao Zhaowei and others when she returned to school and prepared for her thesis defense with other classmates who were going to graduate early.
No one, including Xie Wanying, dared to explore what exactly happened that night.
Only Zhang Da Lao, as the host of the event that day, had to make a phone call to ask: "Doctor Tao, did you drive people away?"
Tao Zhijie answered calmly: "Weren't you there that night?"
You saw it and still come to ask me what happened, you are the culprit.
Zhang Huayao: Are you blaming me unintentionally? It’s not like I haven’t helped you connect before!
This is how masters fight each other...
In a blink of an eye, the school thesis defense was over and I received my graduation certificate and degree certificate.
Students who have already taken the unit examination and passed it will enter the employment unit first to start training and work. For example, the students mentioned earlier, including squad leader Yue, Geng Yongzhe, Zhang Desheng, Li Qian'an, Wei Shangquan, and Lu Yu, were admitted to various departments of the National Association. Feng Yicong and Zhao Zhaowei entered Guozhi as they wished. What surprised everyone a little was that Lin Hao, who hated Mr. Zhang, also chose to apply for Guozhi.
There are only two students in the class who have obtained certificates and are waiting for employment: Xie and Pan.
The other students saw this and had no sympathy for the two: "They are waiting for those units to carry them in on sedan chairs like gods."
Classmate Xie and Classmate Pan: Don’t talk nonsense.
The generous material lists prepared by various major units to provide support to the great gods are listed below.
First, it was drafted by Guozhi Zhang himself:
A separate office, research room and laboratory will be set up for these two people, and additional research projects will be divided into incentive bonuses. If the two want to work in the department, it is up to them to decide. From now on, if you have any special requirements in work or life, you can directly talk to him, Boss Zhang.
this? You can tell from what you hear that this is definitely not the employment treatment for ordinary medical graduates.
It is a condition to poach big guys from other units!
No wonder other students in the class are familiar with the strength of the two. They should have known earlier that these two were waiting to be employed by their units.
Is it necessary for Boss Zhang to entertain the two National Association graduates in this way? Aren’t you afraid that other colleagues in the company will hear about this condition and become dissatisfied?
The conditions that a freshly graduated student gets from a big boss are naturally enviable.
Speaking of companies recruiting people like this, it is not a new thing.
Thinking back to when Zhang Da Lao first graduated, he was recruited by Guo Zhi, and the conditions Guo Zhi offered him were also so generous even in that era of material scarcity.
Moreover, the people in Guozhi never thought that they were losing money by poaching Boss Zhang. On the contrary, they made a lot of money, and this was proved to be the case in the following years.
What is the most lacking thing in any era? Is a talent. If you are not very capable, your company will invest in hiring a capable person to lead you. Who wouldn't want to see everyone benefit from one person's success? Anyone who is jealous is an idiot.
No one in Guozhi is stupid and no one is jealous. On the contrary, a bunch of Guozhi people are dissatisfied that the compensation offered by Boss Zhang is not generous enough. These people whisper in the ears of Boss Zhang and Dean Liang every day, saying that they need to increase the stakes and not let a genius that only appears once every few years get away.
Human beings are particularly interesting social creatures. Once one person starts fighting, everyone else will have no choice but to fight back, and they will suffer from inexplicable anxiety.
Dean Wu's anxiety was on a straight upward trend.
Section Chief Yang was immediately called in by Dean Wu to discuss the matter, and was asked to call the "handsome man" in the plan over.
"Dr. Cao Yong didn't answer the phone. The text message said that he had already made a bet with you, the dean, and there was no need to say anything else." Section Chief Yang relayed the message while holding the phone that could not get through to the other end.
"Does Cao Yong understand? Does he understand?" Dean Wu, who was told not to say anything, was so angry that he slammed his hand on the table. "This matter concerns the future development of the hospital. Individuals must understand that the relationship between the individual and the collective is a relationship of co-existence and death. Individuals must learn to endure for the collective."
"Doctor Cao Yong said he knows. How could he not know since he is a neurosurgeon? So I told you, dean, early in the morning that it is not okay to force someone to go to a certain department. This is not in line with medical common sense. The dean is forcing someone to do something that is against the scientific spirit and should be criticized."
When his subordinates pointed out that he, as a doctor, had no respect for medicine, Dean Wu's face turned red and he rubbed his face vigorously with both hands while sitting in his office chair.
Section Chief Yang couldn't say a word about this. It should be said that he didn't know who to support.
Both sides have their own opinions, and neither is wrong.
Dr. Cao Yong is professional in his work and is known to be more stubborn and outspoken than Mr. Xie. As a neurosurgeon, Dr. Cao has seen many cases of patients who became ill due to being forced into a job in his specialty, so it is impossible for him to support the old man's strategy.
It is not easy for President Wu to be the president. Pediatrics is the field in which talent is most in demand. The National Association for the Promotion of International Trade has no traditional advantages in pediatrics, and it is very difficult to compete with other hospitals for talent. Otherwise, they would not have set their sights here.
"If it doesn't work to talk to Doctor Cao, go talk to Doctor Tao." Dean Wu turned around and looked for other people to act as lobbyists, thinking that not everyone would dare to contradict him as bravely as Cao.
They don’t have Cao Yong’s courage, but everyone knows how to hide.
Everyone in the National Association avoided the president's phone calls, which meant that no one was prepared to lobby for President Wu.
According to Professor Wei of the Urology Department, who has a strong sense of justice, Dean Wu, you are a guy who is just short of being accused of bullying your own people.
Why do you say that?
I think when Dean Wu went to other medical schools to poach people, you didn't have this attitude.
For example, when we were trying to recruit talented people from Beidu, we asked Dr. Song to go to pediatric surgery. Let’s not talk about the distant past, let’s talk about the more recent things. We poached Dr. Duan Sanbao from Guodu to work in the National Association for Pediatrics. He studied pediatric surgery during his doctorate, but you didn’t ask Dr. Duan to work in pediatric surgery. Instead, he worked in whichever department he wanted.
When it comes to graduates from your own medical school, Dean Wu, you don’t think there is any need to cherish them at all, right?
It is indeed the bad nature of human beings that they always eat from their own bowl and look at what is in other people's pots as the best.
Dean Wu's mentality is quite common in major recruitment agencies: they treat their own people a hundred times more harshly than they treat others, and they always think that their own people respect them because they don't need generous conditions, but only a little affection.
The more serious and professional statement of the crowd and Cao Yong was: We criticize you, President Wu, for violating the scientific spirit and violating your conscience, and you can imagine that you are waiting for the backlash.
The consequences of backlash soon came. Dean Wu can forget about sitting still.
I heard that other units have added to the conditions offered by Guozhi.
The hospitals in the Guodu system are no less lenient than the leaders of the Guoxie when it comes to snatching people. Ping Huai said that he is ready to provide talent housing for the two young geniuses, and that it will not be the old dormitory buildings like the Guoxie ones but elevator apartments in popular residential areas. It is said that as long as the two great people are willing to work in Pinghuai Heart Center for five years, the talent housing will be given to them unconditionally.
Good new houses in the capital have never been cheap, okay? This is a big money giveaway.
Ping Huai didn't think that the conditions he offered were too generous at all, because the conditions offered to classmate Xie abroad were horrible.
The university where Sulima works is one of the top ten universities in the world. The conditions they offered to student Xie were to provide her with a laboratory, project funding, a house, a certain amount of bonus per year, and a degree and title.
Whenever Ms. Xie shows up on the international stage, the world's top leaders will remember her, and they all know that she has a treasure trove of technology in her pocket.
"You..." That day, Dean Wu ran home and asked his wife, Comrade Jiang Ying, to prepare a sumptuous dinner. "I want to entertain the most expensive guest in history at home."
When Comrade Jiang Ying heard what her husband said, she was very surprised: Why don’t you find a five-star hotel to entertain your guests, but ask me, your wife, to cook? Do you think my wife can cook as well as a five-star chef?
"Hey." Dean Wu waved his hand to tell his wife to stop talking nonsense. "People need to talk about feelings after all. Otherwise, they won't go to a five-star hotel even if you invite them, and they won't be happy with the meal."
What's so good about a five-star hotel? You don't necessarily have the freedom to eat there. It's better to have a hot pot at home, eat whatever you want and say whatever you want.
When the other party comes for a meal, they will find that Dean Wu is an old man who is easy to talk to.
Comrade Jiang Ying seized the opportunity to tease her husband: "What are you going to do to invite her to dinner? Is it Teacher Wu who is inviting her students to dinner?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Dean Wu, who was already overwhelmed, didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not.
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