I Am the President of the University

  Chapter 415 The benevolence of the doctor

  In the classroom, Professor Huang Hong's voice echoed loudly and powerfully.

"If you feel that your motherland is not good, you will build it; if you feel that the government is not good, you will take the civil service examination to be an official; if you feel that the people are not qualified, you will start to be a high-quality citizen; If you feel that your compatriots are ignorant, start learning from you and change the people around you, instead of verbal abuse, complaining, and fleeing."

"Hengmei coldly pointed to thousands of husbands and bowed his head willingly as a bully. The place where you stand is your China; what you are like is China; what you are is what China is; if you are bright, China is not dark !"

  The lecture gradually came to an end over time.

  Professor Huang Hong stopped suddenly and looked out the window.

  It seems that the originally gloomy weather has finally begun to shine, and a little bit of sunlight is exposed.

  The light may be late, but it will eventually drive out the darkness.

  A burst of joy came from the bottom of my heart. Professor Huang Hong had a bright smile on her face. Looking at the students in the audience, she seemed to be looking at her own children, her eyes soft.

  Maybe they will not fully understand some of today's words, but it will be a seed planted in their hearts. At a certain moment, they will sprout and then thrive.

  "The lecture is coming to an end. Finally, I missed a message from Mr. Lu Xun to all the students present!"

The students below   , as well as the students who stood motionless outside the classroom for fear of disturbing the teacher, are calming their minds and waiting for the last moment.

Professor Huang Hong’s lecture was mellow, and the speech contained rich emotions, which was very contagious. At first, some students were playing with mobile phones, but when they heard from behind, the mobile phones in their hands didn’t smell good. They all raised their heads and listened to Huang. Professor Hong's speech.

"May all the Chinese youth get rid of the air-conditioning and just walk upwards, without listening to the self-defeating people. Whatever can do things, they can make a sound. If there is a bit of heat and a bit of light, it will make it like a firefly, and it can also be a little bit in the dark. Light, no need to wait for the torch."

   "If there is no torch after this, I will be the only light!"

   "The above is my speech today, thank you all the students and teachers for your support, thank you!"

  The voice stopped, and Professor Huang Hong bowed to the crowd.

  There was no applause in the classroom for the first time, as if she was still shocked by Professor Huang Hong’s words.

   "Pop, papa!"

  The silence remained for more than ten seconds, and then I didn’t know who was the first to applaud, and then there was a flood of continuous applause in the entire classroom and on the corridor outside the classroom!

   Upon seeing this, Huang Hong was also relieved, his face was relieved, and then he was a little moved.

  She did not live up to the invitation of Headmaster Chen Hao to visit the thatched cottage, nor did she fail to live up to the presence of these students.

   Then, her gaze turned to Chen Hao in the first row.

  Because the other party is getting up, he walks over to the stage.

  Chen Hao walked up to Professor Huang Hong and praised it from the bottom of his heart: “Professor Huang, you said so well. I am already looking forward to your speech next week.”

   "President Chen is too acclaimed, I still have shortcomings." Professor Huang Hong said modestly.

   "Professor Huang, you have been tired after talking for so long. Would you like to sit down and rest for a while? I will give the students a few last words." Chen Hao said with a smile.

   "Okay, I'm also looking forward to your speech from President Chen." Hearing what Chen Hao said, Professor Huang Hong suddenly became interested, smiled and handed the microphone to Chen Hao, and then walked to the first row.

  After Professor Huang Hong took his seat, Chen Hao picked up the microphone and first glanced at Huang Hong, and then raised his voice to the students: "Do you think Professor Huang is speaking well?"

  "Okay!" The students shouted directly without even thinking about it.

   "Then we can give Professor Huang Hong another applause?!" Chen Hao smiled directly.

   "Pop, papa!"

   Loud applause sounded again, causing many passing students to stay curiously and look over.

  Professor Huang Hong sat in the position and smiled helplessly at this scene.

  After the applause, Chen Hao gradually reduced his smile on his face, and slowly said to everyone:

"Students, there is no shortage of experts and authority in this world. What is lacking is a person who is willing to give himself away. When you help others, please remember that medicine is sometimes exhausted, but not Exhausted love can illuminate a suffering soul."

  "This passage is a passage once said by Mr. Wu Mengchao, a well-known expert in hepatobiliary surgery and an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. I would like to ask anyone who knows who Mr. Wu Mengchao is?"

  Chen Hao looked around at everyone, no one dared to raise his hand wherever he looked.

  Finally, a trembling hand was raised.

  Chen Hao was finally a little relieved, and encouraged this classmate with a smile, "This classmate in a white T-shirt, tell me what you know."

  This classmate felt the gaze from the audience, lowered his head timidly, and took a deep breath before he could barely speak out.

  "I and I are from Minqing County, I come from Academician Wu’s hometown, so I understand a little bit. Academician Wu is the pioneer of liver surgery in China and is known as the "father of Chinese hepatobiliary surgery." "

   "Principal, I, I know this." The boy in the white T-shirt blushed and looked at a loss.

   "Knowing that these are already great, sit down."

  Chen Hao gave a comfort before turning to everyone.

  In fact, he was a little sad inside. Academician Wu Mengchao often heard about it even when he was in a beautiful country, and he admired Mr. Wu.

  While Academician Wu is a native of Minqing in Hu province, more than 50% of the students of Guanghua University are from this province, even Mr. Wu doesn’t even know about it, let alone some scientists from other provinces.

  Patriotic education is imminent!

  "Academician Wu was born in 1922 and is 98 years old this year. Do you know when Academician Wu retired?"

  Chen Hao's voice is a little deep here, even a little heavy.

"Academician Wu retired last year. An academician who won the National Highest Science and Technology Award retired at the age of 97. And who knows that Academician Wu was still performing surgery in the operating room on his 96th birthday?! "

"The benevolence of a doctor, a great healer, not only relies on his medical skills, but also touches the world with his benevolence. Although I have never met Mr. Wu, I can feel the breath of love exuding from Mr. Wu~www.readwn.com~ This kind of love is love for career, love for life, love for everyone around."

  "I also hope that this kind of love can be passed on to all the students present here!"

  A 96-year-old old man, and still sticks to the hospital operating room on his birthday, what a mind and noble quality!

  Chen Hao thinks that he can't do this level, so he has a deeper respect for Mr. Wu.

The classmates below    are also ashamed. Such a character, and many of them are from Minqing, Wu’s hometown. They don’t even know this, which is even more ridiculous.

  "Let me tell you about the two dreams of Grandpa Yuan Longping!"

  Ps: Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets!

  I can’t use Tik Tok anymore. It's all the videos of Grandpa Yuan Longping. It's still very uncomfortable...I don't know if there are any students from Changsha, I really envy you! If I were in Changsha, I would be able to mourn for Grandpa Yuan.

  Grandpa Yuan’s farewell ceremony was held at 10 o’clock this morning, and there was heavy rain here in Fuzhou. Is it the tears that God left for the death of Grandpa Yuan and Grandpa Wu?

  (The text has passed 2000 words, not to make up the number of words.)

  (End of this chapter)