I Am the President of the University

Chapter 415 The benevolence of doctors

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

“If you think your motherland is not good, go and build it; if you think the government is not good, take the civil service examination and become an official; if you think the people have no quality, start from you and become a high-quality citizen. "If you feel that your compatriots are ignorant, start by learning from yourself and changing the people around you, instead of just criticizing, complaining, and running away."

"Looking at thousands of people with cold eyebrows, bowing your head and willing to be a coward. The place you stand is your China; how you are, China will be like; what you are, China will be; if you are bright, China will not be dark !”

The lecture gradually came to an end as time passed.

Professor Huang Hong suddenly stopped and looked out the window.

It seemed that the originally gloomy weather finally began to get brighter, and little bits of sunshine emerged.

The light may come late, but it will eventually drive away the darkness.

A joy emerged 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. \b

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 sprout and then thrive.

"The lecture is almost over. Finally, I would like to send a piece of Mr. Lu Xun's words to all the students here!"

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

Professor Huang Hong’s lecture was mellow and full of emotions, which was very contagious. At first, some students were playing with their mobile phones, but after hearing the lecture, the mobile phones in their hands no longer felt good, and they all raised their heads and listened to the lecture. Professor Hong’s speech.

"I hope all Chinese young people will get rid of the air-conditioning and just move up, without having to listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things will do things and those who can speak out. If you have a little heat and a little light, you can be like a firefly, and you can also shine a little in the dark. Light, don’t wait for the torch.”

"If there is no torch from now on, I will be the only light!"

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

After the words stopped, Professor Huang Hong bowed to everyone.

The classroom did not burst into applause immediately, as if it was still shocked by Professor Huang Hong's words.

"Bah bang bang!"

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds, and then I don't know who applauded first. Then, there was a flood of non-stop applause in the entire classroom and in the corridor outside the classroom!

Seeing this, Huang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, with relief on his face, and then he was a little moved.

She did not live up to Principal Chen Hao's invitation to visit the thatched cottage, nor did she live up to the presence of these students in the audience.

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

Because the other party is 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 was really good. I am already looking forward to your speech next week."

"President Chen has given me too much praise, and I still have some shortcomings." Professor Huang Hong said modestly.

"Professor Huang, you are tired after talking for so long. Why don't you sit down and take a rest? I will give a few final 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. He handed the microphone to Chen Hao with a smile, 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, then raised his voice to the students: "Do you think Professor Huang's lecture was good?"

"Okay!" The students shouted without thinking.

"Then let's give Professor Huang Hong another round of applause, okay?!" Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Bah bang bang!"

Loud applause rang out again, causing many students passing by to stop and look over curiously.

Professor Huang Hong sat in his seat and smiled helplessly as he watched this scene.

After applauding, Chen Hao gradually stopped smiling and said slowly to everyone:

"Students, there is no shortage of experts or authority in this world. What is lacking is a 'person' - a person who is willing to give of himself. When you help others, please remember that medicine is sometimes exhausted, and only if you don't Endless love can illuminate a suffering soul.”

"This passage was once said by Mr. Wu Mengchao, a well-known 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 everyone. Wherever his eyes went, no one dared to raise their hands.

Finally, a still trembling hand was raised.

Chen Hao was finally relieved and smiled encouragingly at this classmate, "This classmate wearing a white T-shirt, tell me what you know."

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

"I, I am from Minqing County, the hometown of Academician Wu, so I know a little bit about it. Academician Wu is the pioneer of liver surgery in China, and is known as the "Father of Hepatobiliary Surgery in China." "

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

"That's great to know, so sit down."

After Chen Hao comforted him, he turned to everyone.

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

And Academician Wu is from the Fujian and Qing Dynasties in Hu Province. More than 50% of the students at Guanghua University are from this province. Even Mr. Wu doesn't know about it, let alone some scientists from other provinces.

Patriotic education is urgent!

"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 and even a little heavy when he said this.

"Academician Wu retired last year. An academician who won the country's highest technology award actually retired at the age of 97. And did any of you know that Academician Wu was still performing surgeries in the operating room on his 96th birthday?! "

"A doctor is kindhearted. A great doctor not only touches the world with his medical skills, but also his kindness. Although I have never met Mr. Wu, I can feel that Mr. Wu exudes a kind of love. This kind of love is for Mr. Wu. Love for career, love for life, love for everyone around me.”

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

A 96-year-old man is still in the operating room of the hospital on his birthday. What a broad-minded and noble character this is!

Chen Hao believed that he could not achieve this level, so his admiration for Mr. Wu became even deeper.

The students below were also ashamed of such a person, and many of them were from Minqing, Mr. Wu's hometown. They didn't even know this, which made it even more mocking.

"Now let me tell you about Grandpa Yuan Longping's two dreams!"

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I can’t scroll through Douyin anymore. Every time I scroll, it’s all videos of Grandpa Yuan Longping, and I still feel so uncomfortable... I wonder if there are any classmates from Changsha, I’m so envious! If I were in Changsha, I could go and mourn Grandpa Yuan.

The farewell ceremony for Grandpa Yuan was held at 10 o'clock this morning, and it was raining heavily here in Fuzhou. Are these the tears left by God for the death of Grandpa Yuan and Grandpa Wu?

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