"The student would like you to help me steer the ship again."
Professor Yang is a skinny man with a pair of old-fashioned reading glasses on his nose and a calm expression.
He smiled casually and said: "The old man has studied medicine all his life, but he still doesn't understand how to treat his own body? When you get old, you get old, and you will die one day."
"Besides, what else can I do for you, my great dean?"
"You are old, old man, can I still hit you with a hemostat? I can't knock you either."
"Dean?"
Chen Yang and Tang Wan noticed this title. Is this person standing beside Professor Yang's bedside with tears about to fall actually the director of this private hospital?
When Professor Yang saw Chen Yang and Tang Wan, he nodded and smiled at them. He didn't ask about their origins or identities, but just gently signaled to wait.
This calm and peaceful attitude was beyond their expectations.
"Why...it doesn't seem to be right..."
Chen Yang and Tang Wan looked at each other and saw the same recognition in each other's eyes.
The conversation between Professor Yang and the dean is still continuing.
"Huang Ming, this is what the old man wants. As soon as I close my eyes, you can find a doctor with good surgical skills to clean it up for me and donate this stinky bag to the school so that the students can study more and practice more.
"
"...Is this going to...be a general teacher?"
Chen Yang was shocked, and then he realized what Professor Yang and Dean Huang Ming were talking about.
Professor Yang Kun was actually arranging his funeral arrangements and requested that his body be donated to the medical school after his death for students to study anatomy.
In the medical field, corpses used for anatomy study have always been respectfully called gross body teachers. Due to national conditions, except for a certain medical school in Northeast China that has a large number of Japanese soldier corpses left over from the Anti-Japanese War, there is a shortage of gross body teachers everywhere.
Professor Yang took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes and sighed: "More than ten years ago, when my wife passed away, I was still thinking that one day my brain wouldn't work and I couldn't do research, so I would use my corneas and organs to do research.
Donated.”
He smiled bitterly and said with regret: "I didn't expect that the old man could live so well. His brain is still working, but his eyes and organs are all useless."
"My wife has been in medical school alone for more than ten years. Every time I miss her, I go to the medical school to see her."
"When I die, wouldn't it be nice for the old couple to stay together?"
Dean Huang Ming couldn't resist the old man, so he cried and agreed.
Before leaving, he put on his white coat and bowed deeply to his teacher.
Chen Yang and Tang Wan were beside them, completely speechless.
Professor Yang, whose body was so thin that it could be blown away by the wind, looked so tall in their eyes at this moment.
The couple had devoted their lives to medical research, and when it came to an end, they continued to "dedicate themselves" to the cause of medicine.
When he was alive, he cultivated medical talents, and the world was full of talents; after he died, he still used his residual body to continue to contribute to the cultivation of the next generation of medical talents.
What kind of spirit is this?!
Noble? Great? Dedication?
For a moment, Chen Yang felt that he was short of words and could not find any words that could describe such an old man.
Dean Huang Ming left, and Professor Yang put on his reading glasses again and looked at Chen Yang and Tang Wan.
He patted the hospital bed and said gently: "Young man, if you don't mind, come and sit with us, get closer, so we can talk easier."
The two of them ignored the chairs next to them without hesitation and sat neatly on the hospital bed.
Who has the right to express disdain for such an old man?
Professor Yang looked at Chen Yang for a while and smiled kindly: "My surname is Chen?"
Chen Yang nodded respectfully.
Professor Yang naturally knew that he was coming to visit.
Chen Yang has no objection to Professor Yang being called "little friend". Although he is a member of the Chen family, let alone Chen Yang, even if he is the helmsman of the Chen family, he is not qualified to be called the master.
Thinking that there might be many such respectable old people in the Chen family's history, Chen Yang made up his mind that this title must be changed.
"I understand your purpose of coming. Son, come and let grandpa take your pulse."
Professor Yang kindly took Tang Wan's little hand and put his fingers on her wrist.
As for films such as CT MRI, Professor Yang has naturally seen them a long time ago.
While feeling Tang Wan's pulse, he asked with a smile: "Little friend, the old man seemed to have heard some noise just now. Can you tell me what's going on?"
Chen Yang knew that the old man had heard the argument outside. Despite his age, his ears were still good.
He did not dare to neglect, and simply told the whole story in detail, including the part about the nanny Nini.
Professor Yang burst out laughing after hearing this. There was no trace of anger or dissatisfaction with his son and wife. His laughter was full of heartiness.
He said without any secret: "When people get old, they always hope that someone can hang out in front of them and accompany them, so it is inevitable that they will look at Nini in a different light."
"My son is stupid; my daughter-in-law is stupid."
"The whole collection of male thieves and female prostitutes makes my little friends laugh."
Old Professor Yang waved his hand, indicating that Chen Yang didn't need to say anything. He continued to smile and said: "The old man has always had nothing to do with his life. If he has any money, he will support medical students."
"In our country, it is difficult to study medicine, and it is even harder to become a doctor."
"Where do I have any property?"
"All I want is that after I die, I will leave a few things on hand for Nini to remember."
"No matter how shameless I am, please old friends, take care of my stupid son, it will be enough for him to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life."
"did not expect......"
Professor Yang finally showed a bit of sadness on his face.
Chen Yang was about to speak but hesitated, not knowing what to say.
I'm sorry, Nini worked hard and secretly to steal the things that the old man wanted to leave to her?
It turns out that the stupid son and stupid daughter-in-law will never be short of food and clothing for the rest of their lives because of the old man’s reputation.
Why did all this happen?
Professor Yang took his hand away from Tang Wan's wrist and showed a happy smile, as if what he just said could not leave any trace on his pure state of mind.
"Girl, the person who treated you before was also a national player."
"If it had been ten years this morning, I wouldn't have been able to come up with a better solution, old man."
"Medical science is now prosperous and technology is changing rapidly."