Gong Xiang said regretfully, "What a pity! Teachers from various majors have told me more than once that they want you to come to our school to give open classes."
"Principal, I really don't have time." Li Mingqing said truthfully.
"We've heard that many patients are coming to your hospital. Most of them are those who can't be cured in other hospitals and are seeking a glimmer of hope."
Gong Xiang said excitedly.
By this calculation, Li Mingqing saved many lives and had many merits.
"Yes, to be honest, I'm under a lot of pressure. Many patients come here, and I really can't do anything for some of them," he said regretfully.
Xu Yin counseled: "Birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws of nature. Just do your best and have a clear conscience."
Guangmingcheng sighed and said, "It's easier said than done."
They are all doctors, and when they see the expectant eyes of patients and their families, there are some words they really can't bring themselves to say.
Anyway, the psychological pressure is extremely great.
Li Mingqing: "In fact, the families of patients transferred to Mingren Hospital have a plan in mind. They just want to give it one more try. If they can make it, that would be the best. If not, at least there will be no regrets."
"Yes, sometimes children know what's going on but just refuse to give up on any possibility."
Xu Yin echoed.
Shi Chaomei, the dean of the medical school, asked, "No one is causing trouble, right?"
"I haven't encountered it yet, but I never know. But I have learned a few self-defense techniques, so I can deal with unreasonable family members," Li Mingqing joked.
"President Li, this is no joke. Security personnel must be arranged. You are a very important doctor and researcher in this country."
Gong Xiang reminded immediately.
Li Mingqing must not get into any trouble. If anything happens to him, it will be a loss for the people of the entire country.
"I have security, everything has been arranged. If you have time, you can go to Mingren Hospital. It would be best if you could work for me. The salary can only be high, not low."
"I really want to go, but I can't split myself into two," Guangmingcheng said.
He went to school to attend classes while going to the hospital for treatment. Although he was not as busy as Li Mingqing, his schedule was quite tight.
Xu Yinle chuckled and said, "Dean Li, we can't go, but the students can. The unit that the graduating seniors most want to go to is your Mingren Hospital."
"It's true. Mingren Hospital is their first choice."
Li Mingqing smiled and shook his head. Some words only need to be listened to halfway.
Some students are willing to come to Mingren Hospital, while others are willing to go to other hospitals.
However, with each new batch of medical students graduating, the country's medical care industry is growing stronger and stronger.
After talking with the teachers at school, he decided to go back to the hospital.
Gong Xiang and several others went to the school gate to see him off.
After seeing Li Mingqing's bicycle, their admiration for him increased.
Those who are so successful yet ride bicycles so simply must be people with great ambitions. They should learn from Li Mingqing.
Li Mingqing didn't know what they were imagining, but the way they looked at him changed.
There was admiration and a hint of guilt in his eyes.
The change in emotion in just a few seconds was so obvious that it was hard for him not to notice.
After Li Mingqing left, Gong Xiang admired him and said, "President Li is so great. I want to learn from him and ride a bicycle to go to get off work in the future."
"Um, Principal, how about you think about it again?"
Guang Mingcheng kindly reminded him that after all, Gong Xiang was used to riding the car every day, and he might not be able to bear riding a bicycle all of a sudden.
The most crucial point is that Gong Xiang is too old to ride a bicycle.
But Gong Xiang waved his hand and said, "Cycling is good for your health. I think it's very good. If Dean Li can get used to it, so can I."
Following the personal example of President Gong Xiang, the leadership of Peking University and Tsinghua University basically ride bicycles to and from get off work.
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Mingren Hospital.
Wu Gang came to the office carrying an old hen.
"Director Li, thank you for giving my wife acupuncture. This is the delicious soup made from the old hen we raised at home. You work so hard in the hospital every day, so you should replenish your body."
"Take the old hen Wu Gang back with you. Your wife needs nutrition."
"There's another one at home. This old hen is the only one worth having in Dean Li's house. You can take it."
Li Mingqing still refused: "I have some at home. Listen to me and take it back home to eat. You have been getting thinner and thinner in the past few months. Only by taking good care of yourself can you take good care of your family."
Hearing this, Wu Gang choked up and his eyes turned red:
"Dean Li, I really don't know how to thank you."
He is still scared. Fortunately, it was Li Mingqing who performed the surgery on Zhang Xiaocui, otherwise Xiaocui's life would definitely not have been saved.
"It's not like you haven't paid the medical bills. The money is paid in full."
"That's what I said, but I know in my heart that they reduced some of our medical bills when we were discharged from the hospital, otherwise I might have to beg for food."
Wu Gang knew what was going on and felt that he had gotten a great deal.
In fact, he is a stingy person and loves money like his life, otherwise he would not have argued with the nurse when he first came to the hospital.
But he always remembers the kindness others have shown him.
"There's no reduction in medical expenses, so don't think too much about it."
He just didn't ask for the cost of his own surgery, but he would ask for the normal medical expenses and hospitalization fees.
Wu Gang bowed, put the old hen on the ground and left.
Fortunately, he put the old hen in a sack, otherwise Li Mingqing would have to perform a chicken-catching drama in the office.
At the hospital entrance, Zhang Xiaocui sat on a stone by the road.
Seeing Wu Gang coming out, he asked, "Brother Gang, did the dean accept it?"
"No, I'll put it down and leave."
He supported Zhang Xiaocui and walked slowly towards home.
After the acupuncture, she felt refreshed and her body felt much more comfortable than before.
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