godfather of surgery

Chapter 309
Yang Ping's words were so light, but Director Han didn't have any doubts.

For him, Lao Han has already opened up his brain enough, but it still doesn't feel big enough.

"If there is an article in "Science" or "Nature", can I be promoted to deputy high school in advance?" Yang Ping just asked, without any other meaning.

Old Han was taken aback, he really didn't have enough brains: "This—if there is an article, don't mention being promoted to deputy high school in advance, I'm afraid it will also get the doctoral supervisor together."

Now Lao Han is a bit confused. He came over to talk to him about the doctoral exam. We chatted, but why did we talk about the doctoral supervisor? Doctor, doctoral supervisor, it’s the same as a tongue twister.

"A single article can fix a Ph.D. supervisor? Really?" Yang Ping's eyes lit up.

"Really!" Lao Han almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

In my dream, I have never seen such a person. What kind of magazines are "Science" and "Nature"?

Yang Ping didn't speak, put the teacup on the tea table next to him, and tapped his right index finger on his thigh rhythmically, but he didn't hum.

Calm, he is very calm, just thinking, he should take time to study "Science" and "Nature", as his ability improves, his goals will be set higher.

"Xiao Yang?" Lao Han looked a little strange when he saw him.

Yang Ping responded, "Oh!"

"In case, I mean in case, director, don't mind, I'm just curious, and I want to ask clearly, you said that I was a doctoral student, and then I became a doctoral supervisor again? What should I do about this? I'm a little confused .” Yang Ping asked suddenly.

"This—?" Lao Han was confused by the question, which was a bit brain-burning.

What should I do in this situation?
There should be no conflict between the two, right?Some doctoral supervisors who have graduated with a master’s degree still want to fulfill their doctoral dreams. They can also study for a doctorate, or they have already become a doctoral supervisor. Even if they don’t study for a doctorate, it will have no effect.

"There is no conflict between the two. You are studying my Ph.D., not the Ph.D. of the Ph.D. you bring." Lao Han felt that he should have made it clear when he stated it this way, but it was a bit confusing.

"Well, I think it should be." Yang Ping also agreed with this answer.

The two were silent for a while, and Lao Han said, "Are there any questions?"

"No more!" Yang Ping was still thinking about something.

"Work harder, the biggest thing right now is the doctoral exam, do you understand?"

"ok, I understand!"

The two drank tea for a while, and in the evening Dean Xia asked Lao Han to have dinner, and Lao Han should get off work. Before leaving, Lao Han repeatedly told Yang Ping about the exam.

Coming out of Lao Han's office, the nurse told Yang Ping: "A friend of yours is waiting for you, the interview room, female, she has been waiting for a long time."

"Girl, friend, who is it? Could it be that Huang Jiahui sent some equipment information." Yang Ping didn't care.

He went to the meeting room to see that his friend had come out by himself and stood at the door: "Hello, Doctor Yang, sorry, I don't have an appointment because I don't have your phone number."

Yang Ping's memory is very good. Even if he doesn't deliberately remember a certain person, he will not forget it easily. This is Ning Qi, the daughter of Mr. Ning, who was a patient in the Overseas Chinese Building at that time.

"Miss Ning?" Yang Ping really couldn't think of what she wanted from him.

Ning Qi is 30 years old, tall and slender, her beautiful face is flushed, she should have recovered from the grief of losing her father: "Excuse me, I came here specially to thank Dr. Yang."

"You're welcome, please sit down." Yang Ping asked her to sit down.

The interview room is relatively spacious and is usually used for talking and signing with patients.

Ning Qi sat down, and there was a gift box on the table, she looked elegant and generous: "Doctor Yang, this is a box of cookies, a little treat, thank you very much for taking care of my father at that time, and let him walk the last journey of his life very well." dignity."

"You're welcome, that's what we should do." Yang Ping felt that he didn't help much at that time.

The two of them didn't know what to talk about. Ning Qi was a little embarrassed, and she didn't fit in with her usual maturity and stability: "Oh, this is my business card, Dr. Yang, if you don't mind, make a friend. I just came from your outpatient building. Go to the hospital for some introductions, you have performed many admirable surgeries."

Yang Ping took the business card with both hands. It showed that Ning Qi was the chairman of Anning Group. Yang Ping remembered that his father, Ning Tianxiong, was the boss of Anning Group. chairman.

This young woman is actually the chairman of a giant company. I really don't know it. If I don't know it, I think she is a middle school teacher.

Isn't Anning Insurance, where Director Zhu works, a subsidiary of Anning Group? Now, the company where Director Zhu is the vice president should be regarded as a grandson of Anning Group.

"I've always wanted to come over to visit Dr. Yang, but the company is busy, so I put it off until now." Miss Ning said sincerely.

In those days, Ms. Ning was always by her father's side and saw Yang Ping almost every day, but the communication between the two was more about explaining Mr. Ning's illness. Now that he was away from his illness, he really didn't know what to talk about.

"You are very busy, so I won't bother you. I made this box of cookies myself. Thank you again for taking care of my father. I am very grateful!" Miss Ning stood up and said goodbye, bowing slightly.

When Mr. Ning left, he failed to say a word to his son himself, and passed away with regrets. Looking at Ning Qi's back, Yang Ping was deeply moved.

After sending Miss Ning away, Yang Ping went to the ward to visit Sisi, and checked the registration card of the external fixator beside the bed. After the Chinese New Year, Sisi became more energetic, which may be the reason why she did not use radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

"Thank you for helping my mother find a job." Sisi's childish voice.

Every time I see her, I lie on the table and write and draw. I don't know what I am writing or drawing this time.

Sisi took the initiative to show her paintings to Yang Ping: "I am drawing manga, you see, my illness is a monster, I am fighting it, you are helping me, I temporarily defeated it, it slipped away."

"Is this grinning guy your problem?" Yang Ping saw how well she drew.

This little girl is so good at everything. If she is not suffering from illness, she should be sitting in a spacious and bright classroom now. She must be a student who has both good character and academics and has been praised by the teacher.

"Can you still use comic book shots?" Yang Ping looked at her technique, and it was really decent.

Sisi was not convinced: "I only learned it after studying a lot of comics. You see, a single shot is too flat and has no appeal. Only by using split shots and expressing from different angles can the tension of the picture be expressed——"

On the chair beside his bed, there were indeed a lot of comics neatly piled up. Yang Ping picked up a copy of "Slam Dunk" casually.

"That second brother, like Rukawa Kaede in it, is always cool." Sisi pointed to the comic in Yang Ping's hand.

Yang Ping smiled and said, "What about me? Who do I look like?"

Sisi was a little embarrassed, and frowned: "Big brother, you, it seems that there is no such powerful person as you!"

"Then what should we do?" Yang Ping deliberately asked.

This time it was difficult for Sisi, she pouted her lips and held her chin: "Let me think about it, why don't you add up some of the most powerful ones?"

Yang Ping put the book away: "You should have a good rest, and you will be preparing for a full set of review again, are you worried?"

"Don't worry, I've been prepared for the night, big brother, I want to ask you a question." Sisi was very calm.

"Come on, we are good friends." Yang Ping didn't know what she wanted to ask.

Sisi thought for a while: "Tell me, how can I persuade my parents to have a younger brother or younger sister?"

Yang Ping couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were instantly moist and his vision was blurred.

"Little fool, don't think so much for now, maybe they just want to give you all their love now, believe me, everything will be fine." Yang Ping hugged her and encouraged her.

"But—I'm afraid—" Sisi whispered.

After leaving the ward, Yang Ping blinked, trying to restore his vision clearly.

Sisi's mother has already gone to work and works as a nurse in the department. She is very diligent, and she does some things in an orderly manner. She also rushes to do some things that are not within her scope of responsibility, such as helping doctors and nurses to receive couriers and take out food.

Cai Qiaojun is very satisfied with her work, she does not pick and choose, does not complain or complain, she works hard, always with a grateful heart.

It's already past the time to get off work, and Xiao Su is waiting for Yang Ping to have dinner together.

Song Zimo and Tang Fei walked towards her. Tang Fei had to help Sisi with her homework every day. They didn't know about this child, but they already knew about her illness.

"Brother?" Song Zimo saw something wrong with Yang Ping's eyes.

Yang Ping said lightly: "Oh, the eyelashes fell into the eyes, and they can't come out after a few blinks. Do you want to help Sisi with her homework?"

"Yes, I assigned my homework this morning, and now I'm here to check." Tang Fei knocked on the door a few times.

"Come in!" Sisi's voice.

"Xiao Su is waiting for you, go quickly." Song Zimo told Yang Ping.

Yang Ping adjusted his white coat, straightened his chest, and walked through the corridor.

(End of this chapter)