Ding Ning's intentions are already known to everyone on the street. This is a naked attempt to poach Ninghai Medical College!

Although things like housing allocation and welfare benefits are not very attractive to professors and experts like them, they cannot stop their interest in the study of medical skills. Ding Ning can give them what no other college can give them.

Besides, most of them are visiting professors at Ninghai Medical College. Even if they work in Ding Ning's hospital, their teaching will not be delayed. I think Ninghai Medical College can still reluctantly accept it.

Of course, Ding Ning had already considered this. In order to avoid everyone's concerns, he said seriously again: "Of course, the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Anesthesia can still be retained in Ninghai Medical College. It is considered a joint establishment of our two schools. After all, the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Anesthesia is

The requirements are very high and there must be no mistakes. The two companies jointly organize it and strictly control the graduation process, which is responsible for the patients."

Ding Ning really did everything he could to poach people, and he dropped a bombshell again seriously: "I know that all the seniors still have doubts, fearing that they will not be able to increase their energy. I can promise here that as long as you join my academy,

, except for natural and man-made disasters, I guarantee that each of you can live a long life without illness or disaster, and have enough time to do academic research and lectures. Watch our Chinese medicine be recognized by international medicine and become the mainstream of the medical community!

"

"What? Live to be a hundred years old?"

"How is this possible? Academician Ding is so bragging!"

"Man's destiny is determined by fate. I understand Academician Ding's desire for talents, but it is too much to say such big words!"

"I don't think so. Since Academician Ding can even refine elixirs, it is not impossible to refine some miraculous elixirs that can prolong life."

"Stop arguing, I can confirm that what Academician Xiao Ding said is definitely not an exaggeration!"

…

When a group of old experts heard Ding Ning's promise, they immediately exploded. What do they do? They study medicine. Sometimes when they encounter a research topic, they forget to eat and sleep, and work for days and nights in a row. It is commonplace.

Although they usually pay attention to health care, they have not exercised for a long time and are immersed in research all day long. Their physical condition is not very good. It is considered quite good to live to seventy or eighty years old. A hundred years old is simply a dream for them.

Something that cannot be asked for.

They may not be afraid of death, but no one wants to die, not to mention that they have devoted their whole life to medical research. There are still many people who want to see the renaissance of traditional Chinese medicine with their own eyes and are reluctant to die so early.

It's just that they don't believe that Ding Ning can do it. Probably only Mr. Jiang and Minister Jiang here have heard about what Ding Ning did in the Su family in Yanjing. Therefore, Mr. Jiang was the first to stand up and prove Ding Ning.

"I can also testify that Academician Xiao Ding was in Yanjing some time ago. Not only did he bring back the old man of the Su family, our founding father, when he was terminally ill, but he also rejuvenated him. His hair was white and black, and his face was rosy. Now he looks like a child.

He only looks like he is in his forties."

Minister Jiang's brother is the director of Paradise Hospital and is more aware of the news. He is the second one to stand up and endorse Ding Ning.

"Oh my God, I once heard someone say it, and I just thought it was a rumor. Is it true?"

Mr. Hu was the first to express his surprise and said with a resentful face: "Senior Brother, why didn't you tell me a word? I thought it was a rumor?"

"That's right, little senior brother, you are so unreasonable. Mr. Hu and I have been busy all day long helping you deal with things. We are both tired and have aged several years. You don't follow us when you do such a big thing.

Give it a try and let us publicize and advertise for next year’s enrollment.”

Mr. Zhang winked and teased like a child.

"Okay, this can't be advertised. Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws. I don't have the ability to change my life. That would be extremely expensive. Just making life-extending medicinal materials is a sky-high price. You must not give me any money."

If I spread the word, I will go bankrupt by then."

Ding Ning had already prepared this excuse. He shook his head with a pained expression and said, "Good steel must be used on the blade. All seniors are the treasures of our country. The death of each person is a huge loss to the country."

, How can I bear to watch you all grow old before you get old? I also know that your seniors don’t care about those benefits such as houses, so I can only regard this method of extending life as a benefit for you.”

Just when the eyes of the professors were shining, Ding Ning solemnly made a promise again: "Although this kind of life-extending medicine is too precious and rare to be popularized on a large scale, I make a promise here. As long as you

Do your best to achieve results in your position, and based on your contribution, I will distribute this precious medicine to your family as a benefit."

"I'm joining!"

Mr. Jiang was the first to jump out and shout.

"It goes without saying that Lao Zhang and I don't want to join. Who makes you our little senior brother?"

Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang expressed their opinions with smiles.

"If I join, I can live a few more decades and buy longevity for my family. I will do it for free."

"Go, you have the nerve to ask for money. You are contributing to our research on traditional Chinese medicine. I don't want a penny."

"Tch, don't sound so lofty. Don't you just want to extend your life? Why don't you have some awareness?"

"Bah, if I want to live a few more years, I also want to watch the recovery of our Chinese medicine practitioners!"

…

A group of professors who looked like old naughties started to pinch each other while expressing their opinions, but it was all a friendly joke, they were too excited.

You know, when they live to their age, they don't really care too much about how long they can live. But when it comes to their family and children, they are not so calm. They immediately express their opinions, lest they are too late, Ding Ning will not accept it.

People.

"I want to join, but unfortunately, I am not a professional medical student, so you won't accept it if I join!"

Minister Jiang rubbed his hands and said with envy on his face, what kind of benefits can be more attractive to live a long life? It would be a lie to say that you are not attracted by it.

"Who says you can't join?"

Ding Ning was so happy that he could drag the Minister of Health into the water to protect him. He couldn't wish for it.

Don't look at how difficult it was for him to talk about extending his life, but that was in the past. Now he has the body of Aoki. Every drop of blood contains extremely rich vitality. The medicine made from one drop of blood is enough to guarantee several years of life.

An individual may live a hundred years. Even though there are more than a dozen professors here, it's just a matter of a few drops of his blood. It's not as much as the nosebleed when he sees a beautiful woman.

"Can I join too? I don't understand medicine."

Minister Jiang's eyes lit up and he pointed to his nose in disbelief.

"Of course you can join. What I'm saying is that people who contribute to our schools and hospitals can get life extension benefits. They don't have to be medical workers."

There was a cunning look in Ding Ning's eyes, and he squinted and said with a smile: "This premise is based on the establishment of the college and the affiliated hospital. Therefore, whether everyone can have this benefit depends on whether Minister Jiang can establish it."

The procedures for the hospital and the college have been completed. As soon as the procedures are completed, I will immediately hire Minister Jiang as the special consultant of our college. Since he is our consultant, he will naturally enjoy welfare benefits."

Minister Jiang pointed at Ding Ning in astonishment and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "So you are waiting for me here. You are setting a trap for me!"

"Hehe, just think of it as a trap, just tell me whether you want to take it or not!"

Ding Ning smiled fearlessly.

"Go on, I can't resist such benefits. Considering it from a national level, this is also a great thing that benefits the country and the people. It is also in line with the national policy. Vigorously promoting Chinese culture and resisting the invasion of Western culture have long been recognized by the country.

The top management regards it as a strategic goal for long-term development. Traditional Chinese medicine is part of our traditional culture and a treasure of our country. It is naturally within the scope of strong support from the country. I believe that the superior leaders are far-sighted and will definitely agree to your request and vigorously support it.

Contribute to this."

Having said this, a cunning look flashed across Minister Jiang's eyes, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "However, there is a premise. If the zombie virus issue is not resolved, the national leaders must not have the heart to take this matter into consideration.

."

Ding Ning looked like he had known this would happen, and immediately said with a smile: "Is this a test?"

"It's not a test, it's the bottom line!"

Minister Jiang's face suddenly became serious: "The zombie virus is a top priority that threatens the life and death of all mankind. If we cannot get a good and effective solution, then, let alone reviving traditional Chinese medicine to prolong life, even whether we can survive will be a problem.

, even human beings no longer exist, so what’s the use of the revival of traditional Chinese medicine.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the excitement and excitement suddenly stopped, and a solemn look appeared on his face. Yes, whether he could survive or not was a question. It was too early to be happy even if he was thinking about prolonging his life.

Ding Ning looked at everyone's expressions, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "What Minister Jiang said makes sense, but it's not that serious. I dare to guarantee that even if the virus cannot be solved this time, I can still be here."

Everyone goes back safely."

"However, there is a premise that everyone must listen to me and never take off the amulet I gave you. This is the key to ensuring your safety!"

Ding Ning looked at everyone seriously and said solemnly: "Actually, I hope that everyone can just go back and not get involved in this matter. Leave me alone. It's not that I'm arrogant or that I look down on you.

Dear seniors, this is just my personal opinion. This kind of zombie virus is no longer a problem that can be solved by more people. The more people there are, the more likely it is to increase the source of infection, causing greater disaster and panic."

"This amulet has the effect of isolating viruses?"

Everyone did not care about his arrogance, but looked at him and asked seriously. They always thought that the amulet Ding Ning gave them was just a good wish and instruction, and they couldn't bear to live up to his good intentions. How could they have thought that there was something else inside?

Qiankun.

Ding Ning did not speak, but proved it with actions. He suddenly punched Zhang Lao in the face, which frightened everyone's faces and turned pale, and they couldn't help but scream in surprise.

"Academician Ding, stop!"

"What are you doing?"

"Why did Lao Zhang offend you?"

…

But then, Mr. Zhang's amulet suddenly shone with a layer of golden light, blocking Ding Ning's punch.

This incredible scene made everyone open their mouths in shock and rub their eyes in disbelief.

"Is this a magical weapon that has been illuminated?"

Minister Jiang's eyes almost popped out of his head. He has been in the officialdom for many years and has seen many superstitious officials who spend a lot of money to burn incense, worship Buddha, have eminent monks consecrate their lights, and purchase protective magical weapons.
Chapter completed!