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Chapter 415 The Doctor's Kindness

In the classroom, Professor Huang Hong's loud and powerful voice echoed.

"If you think your motherland is not good, you can build it; if you think the government is not good, you can go to the civil service examination to become an official; if you think the people have no quality, you can start to be a high-quality citizen; If you feel that your compatriots are ignorant, learn from yourself and change the people around you, instead of swearing, complaining, and running away."

"Hengmei coldly pointing fingers at thousands of men, bowing his head and willingly being a bully. The place where you stand is your China; what you do, China will be like; what you are, China will be; if you are bright, China will not be dark !"

The lecture also gradually came to an end with the passage of time.

Professor Huang Hong stopped suddenly and looked out the window.

It seemed that the originally gloomy weather finally began to have light, and little by little sunshine came out.

Light may be late, but darkness will eventually be driven out.

A burst of joy welled up from the bottom of her heart, and a bright smile appeared on Professor Huang Hong's face. Looking at the students in the audience, she seemed to be looking at her own children, with soft eyes.
Maybe they won't understand all of today's words, but this will be a seed planted in their hearts, and at a certain moment, it will germinate and then thrive.

"The lecture is coming to an end, and at the end I miss a passage of Mr. Lu Xun's words and send it to all the students here!"

The students below, as well as the students who stood motionless outside the classroom for fear of disturbing the teacher, were calm and waiting for the last moment.

Professor Huang Hong's lectures are cadenced, and the words contain rich emotions, which are very contagious. At first, some students were playing with their mobile phones, but after hearing the latter, the mobile phones in their hands did not feel good, and they all looked up and listened to Huang Professor Hong's speech.

"May the young people in China get rid of the air-conditioning, just go up, and don't have to listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things do things, and those who can make a sound. If there is a little heat and a little light, it will be like a firefly, and it can also shine a little in the dark. Light, no need to wait for the torch."

"After that, if there is no torch, I will be the only light!"

"The above is my speech today. I would like to thank all the students and teachers for their presence and support. Thank you!"

The voice stopped, and Professor Huang Hong bowed to everyone.

There was no applause immediately in the classroom, as if they were still shocked by Professor Huang Hong's words.

"Clap clap clap!"

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds, and then I don't know who applauded first, and then there was a flood of non-stop applause in the entire classroom and in the corridor outside the classroom!
Seeing this, Huang Hong also heaved a sigh of relief, his face was relieved, and then he was a little moved.

She did not disappoint Principal Chen Hao's invitation to pay three visits to the thatched cottage, nor did she disappoint the presence of the students in the audience.

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

Because the other party was getting up and walking towards the stage.

Chen Hao walked up to Professor Huang Hong and praised from the bottom of his heart: "Professor Huang, your speech is really good. I am already looking forward to your speech next week."

"Principal Chen is overrated, and I still have shortcomings." Professor Huang Hong said modestly.

"Professor Huang, you are tired after talking for so long, why don't you sit down and rest for a while? I will say a few last words to the students." Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Okay, I'm also looking forward to your speech, Principal Chen." After listening to Chen Hao's words, 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 was seated, Chen Hao picked up the microphone and glanced at Huang Hong first, then raised his voice to the students: "Do you think Professor Huang's speech is good?"

"Okay!" The students shouted without thinking.

"Then let's applaud Professor Huang Hong again, shall we?" Chen Hao smiled directly.

"Clap clap clap!"

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

Professor Huang Hong sat on the seat, watching this scene with a helpless smile.

After applauding, Chen Hao also gradually restrained the smile on his face, and said slowly to everyone:

"Students, there is no lack of experts or authority in this world. What is lacking is a 'person'—a person who is willing to give himself out. When you help others, please remember that medicine is sometimes exhausted, and only those who don't Exhausted love can light up a suffering soul."

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

Chen Hao looked around at the crowd, no one dared to raise his hand wherever his gaze went.

Finally, a trembling hand was raised.

Chen Hao was finally relieved, and smiled encouragingly at the classmate, "This classmate in a white T-shirt, tell me what you understand."

Feeling the gaze from the audience, the student lowered his head timidly, took a deep breath, and finally managed to speak out.

"I, I am from Minqing County, which is the hometown of Academician Wu, so I know a little bit. Academician Wu is the pioneer of our Chinese liver surgery, and is also known as the "father of Chinese hepatobiliary surgery." "

"Principal, I, I already know this." The boy in the white T-shirt blushed, looking a little at a loss.

"It's good to know that, sit down."

After Chen Hao comforted, he turned to everyone.

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

And Academician Wu is from Minqing, Hu Province. More than [-]% of Guanghua University's students are from this province. Even Mr. Wu doesn't 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 was a little low when he said this, even a little heavy.

"Academician Wu retired last year. An academician who won the highest national science and technology award actually retired at the age of 97, and does anyone know that Academician Wu was still performing surgery in the operating room on his 96th birthday?! "

"The benevolence of a doctor, a great doctor, moves the world not only with his medical skills, but also with his benevolence. Although I have never met Mr. Wu, I can feel a kind of love exuding from Mr. Wu. love for life, love for everyone around you.”

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

A 96-year-old old man, and he was still in the operating room of the hospital on his birthday, what a mind and noble quality this is!

Chen Hao thought he couldn't do this, so he had even more admiration for Mr. Wu.

The students below were also ashamed. Such a character, and many of them are from Minqing, Mr. Wu's hometown, didn't even know about this, which made it even more ironic.

"Next, I will tell you about Grandpa Yuan Longping's two dreams!"

ps: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!
I can’t use TikTok any more. Every time I swipe, it’s all Grandpa Yuan Longping’s videos. It’s still very uncomfortable... I don’t know if there are any students from Changsha, I’m so envious!If I were in Changsha, I would be able to mourn Grandpa Yuan.

Grandpa Yuan’s farewell ceremony was held at 10 o’clock this morning, and it was raining heavily here in Fuzhou. Is it God’s tears for the death of Grandpa Yuan and Grandpa Wu?
(The main text has exceeded 2000 words, so the number of words is not made up.)
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