My Cell Game

On the roof of the hospital's top floor, more than a dozen scientific researchers in white overalls are all students of Dr. Yang Zong.

Imperial medicine still pays more attention to the inheritance of schools, and basically students of each school will always follow their mentors.

Headed by Yang Zong, they all gathered near the tarmac, waiting for the helicopter to pick them up.

Beside Dr. Yang stood Dong Yan who was also dressed in white.

After all, Dong Yan should be regarded as the youngest student in Yang Zong's school. She is usually taken care of by seniors and sisters, and she is also one of Yang Zong's favorite students.

At this moment, hearing the screams and roars coming from under her feet, Dong Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

She was carrying two heavy iron boxes in her hand, which contained important materials that needed to be transported back to the air-raid shelter.

The wind on the roof was very strong, and there was even more heavy snow covering the sky.

Suddenly, there was a roar of propellers from the snowy sky, and the damaged No. 2 aircraft barely landed on the edge of the apron under the control of the pilot.

Before the fuselage came to a complete stop, judges jumped out one by one from the hatches that opened wide on both sides.

Excluding the two dead and seriously injured, the remaining six inquisitors greeted Yang Zong and the others with a slight nod, and quickly rushed towards the rooftop stairs to support the crumbling defense line below.

The pilot on the right side of the helicopter jumped out, walked up to Yang Zong, and bowed slightly to Yang Zong.

"Teacher," said the judge.

Yang Zong was a little surprised, he slightly sized up the judge in combat uniform before him, he didn't remember that there had been a judge among his students.

"I took your class when I was in college." The judge explained with a smile.

Yang Zong immediately understood that he was a professor in Nanyang City Medical College, and he would occasionally give public lectures to hundreds of people.

"Hello." Yang Zong pointed to the two boxes in Dong Yan's hand, and said, "The things in the boxes, please escort them back."

"Research results related to serum?" the judge asked.

Yang Zong smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "No, I'm sorry, I chose the wrong path. The information in it can only be said to be our summary, and it is relatively important, so that latecomers can avoid going astray as we did."

"Okay." The judge assured: "It will be safely sent back to the air-raid shelter."

Yang Zong nodded, his expression seemed a little tangled.

After struggling for a moment, Yang Zong spoke with some difficulty, and said to the judge in front of him, "Can you please help me take someone away?"

The judge froze for a moment, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Of course, as you can see, our cabin is very spacious, so it's okay to bring a few more."

After getting an affirmative answer, Yang Zong looked back at the dozen or so scientific researchers behind him. These people were all students brought out by him. They had been with him for many years, and most of his students were here.

Thinking of the dangerous situation in the hospital below, Yang Zong asked, "Is there anyone who wants to leave? I have a chance to leave here."

No one answered.

Seeing this, Yang Zong raised his voice again, and asked again: "Is there anyone who wants to leave? It's dangerous down here, and this may be your only chance to leave."

The danger in the hospital Everyone present knows that staying means facing the threat of Deadpool at all times.

In contrast, evacuating by helicopter is undoubtedly the safest approach.

Still no one spoke, no one chose to leave. Yang Zong turned around and patted Dong Yan, saying, "Come with me."

Yang Zong took Dong Yan and walked onto the tarmac with the judge.

When he reached the cabin door, Yang Zong pointed to the cabin door and said to Dong Yan: "Go, enter the cabin, follow the helicopter, and send the box back."

"Ah?" Dong Yan was a little surprised, then shook her head, "Teacher, I have to stay with you, we are needed here."

"We need us, but we don't need you. With your little skill, you are not worthy of helping other nurses. What's the use of you staying here? It's just adding to the chaos!" Dr. Yang said with some disgust.

After the reproach of disgust was over, Yang Zong patted Dong Yan's shoulder again, changed his clothes and said in a friendly tone, "Be obedient, and the escort materials are equally important. And the hospital behind also needs doctors."

After finishing speaking, Dr. Yang couldn't help but stuff Dong Yan into the cabin, and tried to close the cabin door.

However, the hatch was deformed by the bombing of the missile, and it was not closed after several pushes. The judge behind him stepped forward and closed the hatch for Yang Zong.

The propellers of the helicopter rotated slowly, and the huge wind blew away the snowflakes on the tarmac. Under Yang Zong's watchful eyes, the helicopter lifted off slowly.

Dong Yan in the cabin was holding two boxes. She looked through the porthole at the tutor and classmates who were getting farther and farther below. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, and tears ran down her cheeks.

After Dong Yan and the important documents were sent away, Yang Zong and the judge walked out of the tarmac. Before taking two steps, Yang Zong said to the judge next to him, "Do you know what I did when I was young?"

"I don't know." The judge answered honestly.

"I was a military doctor when I was young, and I followed my mentor. He was a famous field doctor in the Imperial Guard." For some reason, Yang Zong suddenly talked about these old events, but the judge next to him didn't interrupt him. Instead, listen with your ears sideways.

Yang Zong continued: "I am the youngest of his many students, and we have been following the Imperial Guards all year round.

One year our army was besieged.

My instructor called a group of us students together and told us the specific situation.

Then he said that the headquarters will transport a batch of important documents to break through tonight, and we can have an accompanying quota. This may be the only chance to break through. Who wants to leave?

No one wants to go. Because we know that we are military doctors, and we are more needed here.

Guess what the instructor said at the end? "

The judge didn't speak. He and Dr. Yang walked back and listened silently.

"He said, we are military doctors and it is our duty to stay here. I am ready to live and die with the Janissaries, and I know you will live and die with the Janissaries.

But we are under siege, and we must have someone leave here to pass on our technology and spirit.

In the end, this quota was pushed back and forth, and my tutor and classmates solemnly handed over this quota to me.

Do you know why my school is different from my last name? Because of inheritance, the torch is passed on from generation to generation, and my lineage is passed on from my mentor's mentor. "

Having said this, the judge probably guessed the purpose of Yang Zong's words.

I only heard Yang Zong say: "Just now I sent Dong Yan away, I hope you can understand. This is not weakness, nor is it evasion.

Passing the torch from generation to generation, my students and I entrusted the inheritance of our lineage to her, and letting Dong Yan go was a joint decision after discussions with my students.

And my student union and I have always stuck here, passing on the torch from generation to generation. What we pass on is not only technology but also spirit and responsibility. We will live and die together just like my mentor back then. "

The judge beside him nodded: "Dr. Yang, I have no objection to you sending that female doctor away. To be honest, even if you want to leave by yourself, I will not stop you."

Yang Zong stopped in his tracks. He looked at the judge who stayed beside him, and showed a rhetorical smile: "If I read correctly, you are one of the pilots of the helicopter. Why don't you leave?"

"I have confidence in my colleague, I believe he can drive the helicopter back by himself." The judge said with a smile, "You don't have to ask any more, I think the reason we stayed is the same-here needs us."

Yang Zong also smiled, "Yes, we are needed here."

Returning to the crowd, Yang Zong glanced at his students again. He was no longer young and shouted with high fighting spirit: "Everyone is ready, the floors below are in urgent need of manpower, we are needed here, our battle must here we go."

"Yes, teacher!" The orderly and forceful answer hovered over the rooftop.