There is an extra school doctor in Hong Kong City. She is an expert-level school doctor in the country in terms of drug theory. However, this "little thing" happened in a place where students may not necessarily go to for four years in school. It is not a cause for concern, and this school
Everyone who knows him calls him Mr. Ling
The conditions for Lao Ling to be in the school are that the medical laboratory of the University of Hong Kong is open to Lao Ling at any time, and the assistant that Lao Ling is looking for from outside can enter and leave the medical laboratory of the University of Hong Kong at any time. In addition, the University of Hong Kong provides Lao Ling with a single dormitory on campus.
As for the monthly salary, Mr. Ling’s salary is zero, which is a compulsory diagnosis.
For the University of Hong Kong, this is a profitable cooperation. The medical laboratory is a relatively unpopular place, so President Hou and President Ling signed a relevant agreement on the same day.
Looking at the big employee ID card hanging around Mr. Ling's neck, Qian Mo couldn't help but think of the time when Mr. Ling treated him in the Middle East. He also had a doctor's license hanging on his chest, but the blood on the license had never been stained with blood.
It has not faded away, completely different from this white work badge!
"Mr. Ling, it's cold outside."
The next afternoon at HKU was much more lively than yesterday. Some events had finals today, such as the 100-meter race that was the finale at another school.
When Qian Mo came to the port city, he brought some snacks made by Li Qi to Mr. Ling. After having a hasty meal, Mr. Ling came out with Qian Mo. As for Li Qi, he only knew about Mr. Ling's arrival.
It can be said that she has a wide information network in Hong Kong City.
"Much better than the Middle East." Even so, Mr. Ling still rubbed his palms. The conditions here are much better than those in the Middle East, but the winter in the Middle East is dry and cold, while the winter in Hong Kong City is wet and cold. The wet and cold weather is not suitable for the old man.
It's very sad
Qian Mo did not respond and continued walking with Mr. Ling. He knew that he was stubborn and Mr. Ling was stubborn. People with their own ideas are stubborn.
"Qian Mo, when I talked about you with Teacher Hou last night, I said you had a 100-meter race today?" Mr. Ling rubbed his hands to warm them and put them into his sleeves. Although he didn't look like a wretched old man, he didn't look like a wretched old man either.
The elegant demeanor of a generation of medical experts
Qian Mo's eyebrows moved. Was Old Principal Hou looking at him?
"Well, what's wrong?" Qian Mo said calmly, even though he had doubts in his heart.
"Mr. Hou is paying attention to you because he cares about you. You little bastard is still reluctant!" Mr. Ling's eyes were very vicious. He could see Qian Mo's doubts at a glance. Or on the other hand, Qian Mo hadn't been able to do it yet.
When things happen, he is neither happy nor angry, and is as calm as Mount Tai. This makes Qian Mo secretly remember it in his heart.
"Your explosive ability is very strong, but after the explosion, you will have intermittent bone weakness." Mr. Ling continued: "In the past, there were too many things to take care of. Now that I have time, I will see if you can take care of this."
Extend the burst time, or reduce the bone weakness after the burst. I just want to watch the whole process of your running."
Very professional vocabulary and a very profound research topic. Only with Qian Mo’s special body did Mr. Ling dare to imagine that Qian Mo’s right hand could actually be called a medical miracle. Mr. Ling never understood why his arm
There is a slight touch, no pain, and slow blood flow, but it is no different from using a normal arm! This can only be explained by a medical miracle!
"I'll try my best." Since Mr. Ling said so, Qianmo will seriously 'test' it in the next competition.
"Although we are not in the Middle East now, I think you have to face a lot of incidents. It is always a good thing to have more strength," Mr. Ling said with a smile.
All kinds of things happened one after another, which was overwhelming. Qian Mo nodded: "If they feel bored, I will play with them."
…
Each major has a player, and this player must choose two of all competitions. However, after the quota for that event is full, you cannot choose this item again, even if you do not move at all in the items that you do not know how to do.
, but you have to go through the motions! This is HKU’s alternative method of training students. Only by taking the initiative and making quick decisions can you create better opportunities for yourself.
Looking at the crowd that was nearly ten times larger than yesterday, Qian Mo felt his scalp numb. There was one layer inside and one outside. He could only squeeze in. He was a contestant.
The sixteen finalists will be divided into two groups and the top three will be chosen.
Qian Mo was in the sixth lane this time. The better his score, the closer he was to the middle lane in the track and field competition. Qian Mo’s score in the preliminary round was average.
The surrounding players were all doing warm-up activities. This time Qian Mo didn’t do anything special, but he was different from others. He saw Qian Mo kneeling on the ground, starting from the ankle with both hands and slowly kneading the thumbs of both hands until he reached the knee.
, put the other foot on one knee, and Qianmo took every step very seriously. This was what Mr. Ling taught him. The set of kneading movements just now was also taught by Mr. Ling.
After finishing it step by step, Qian Mo felt a burning sensation in his calf, and then bursts of pain. Even in the cold weather, beads of sweat were already forming on Qian Mo's forehead before the game started. No one noticed this detail.
"Qian Mo, I'm optimistic about you!"
Suddenly, a loud roar rang out from the broadcast loudspeaker, drowning out the numerous discussions in the stadium. This sudden burst of cheers was so powerful!
On the podium of the 100-meter track, a student union officer's face was ashen, and he couldn't help but look at the proud boy sitting on his desk. Just now, the old principal Hou in the VIP seat behind him said something
: "Nephew Guo Xian, just don't cause trouble."
He knew that the transfer student in front of him had a background, but he didn't expect that he had a relationship with the old principal! His uncle was just a grade director, so he had to swallow this in his stomach.
"Liu Bitiao, don't look at me with such ambiguous eyes. Master, I don't like you." Young Master Guo, a dandy from Hong Kong, glanced at Liu Bitiao, who looked livid, and turned the microphone aside to cover it.
The **** smile in Liu Bi’s eyes
"Huh, you are cruel!" Liu Bixi felt very cruel, but he did not get carried away. If he had a conflict with others in front of the principal, he would definitely quit the student union after finally joining it. Since he couldn't afford it, then
Just hide!
Seeing Liu Biting getting up and leaving, Guo Ling smiled, turned around and sat down in Liu Biting's seat. When he sat down, he did not forget to give a friendly smile to the two buddies next to him. The latter reluctantly responded.
Smile
In the VIP seats behind the rostrum, Yuan Yiyi and Lin Bingqi were sitting next to Mr. Ling and Mr. Hou. The two old men were talking and laughing, while the two girls were also talking softly like best friends.
"The annual Hong Kong University Sports Meet kicked off yesterday, and now for you kb students, the exciting 100-meter fly race will be broadcast live."
Guo Ling shouted at the microphone as if there was no one around, as passionate as he wanted. He actually turned the audio equipment on the rostrum that broadcast the battle results and classmates' blessings into a live event equipment.
"Switch the screen to the starting line. The first lane is... Um, I don't recognize this. The second lane, I don't recognize it. The third lane, I still don't recognize it. The fourth and fifth lanes. Let me think about it. Oh, it turns out they are from our school.
student"
Everyone laughed completely. This is a treasure found by the student union. It is very funny.
"Without further ado, let's continue introducing the contestants. The sixth track... I happen to know this cool, somewhat dull boy standing there."
The audience under the runway burst into laughter again, this explanation is so powerful
"Okay, a girl asked me just now, so I will tell you that the boy in the sixth channel is called Qian Mo. He is 1.83 meters tall. His weight and age are confidential. Do you have his phone number? You can ask him for it later. Contact address
?I don’t know this yet.”
It was a complete one-man show, and the audience burst into laughter, but it made the contestants on the track look embarrassed. Qian Mo on the sixth track had a dull look on his face. His appearance made no one doubt that if the person on the stage
I'll be beaten up by him when I come down.
Among the audience, Liu Yiyu also came with her cousin Ouyang Ru today. Ouyang Ru, who was standing in the crowd, turned to Liu Yiyu, who had been looking blankly at the starting line in front of him, and smiled: "The atmosphere of HKU is really lively.
, it’s a pity that I didn’t apply to enter HKU that year.”
"We have just introduced the eight contestants. I believe everyone has a certain understanding of them. It's a pity. We should have opened a bet just now for everyone to bet on who will cross the finish line first. But as of now, we will
Just a moment”
Everyone was complaining, this guy is so capable. Principal Hou, who was sitting in the VIP seat, smiled bitterly and shook his head. Seeing that the principal was silent, the surrounding school leaders had no choice but to let this student do whatever he wanted.
"Okay, the game is now ready"
The first gunshot sounded
"It's started, it's started, our national football team... That's wrong, the sixth lane player rushed out first, followed closely by the third lane player, the fourth and fifth lane players are not weak at all! What an explosive power, the sixth lane player actually
From the very beginning, he was nearly three positions faster than other players, three positions!"
"I took a second to take a sip of water, and now I continue. The advantage of the sixth lane is smaller. It seems that the pace is not so systematic, and the grasp of the rhythm is not as good as the fourth and fifth lanes. There are still about 20 meters left.
The final sprint!”
"Oh, no, I saw that the sixth lane just accelerated? Oh my God, the distance has widened again, and I have hit the line. I have hit the line! The sixth lane got the No. 1 player. It is indeed a player I am optimistic about, but it is a pity that it didn't happen just now.
Open the market!"
Guo Ling spoke generously on the stage, but after Qian Mo crossed the finish line on the track, big beads of sweat quickly emerged from his forehead, and his calves felt like they were about to explode. It felt very
Uncomfortable!
Qian Mo staggered and couldn't stand. Three meters after the finish line, the first runner to cross the finish line knelt on his feet. There was no strength in his body to support him to stand up!
Everyone who saw it was panicked. No one would think that this player was kneeling down to celebrate his first place, because his face was twisted and there were beads of sweat on his twisted face. He was in pain!
"Please give way and help that classmate onto the rostrum. Please give way and help that classmate onto the rostrum!"
Seeing Qian Mo suddenly kneel down, Guo Ling on the podium was shocked. How could Qian Mo do this with his body?
This sudden accident made him confused. On the contrary, Mr. Ling, who was sitting at the VIP table, quickly walked to the microphone when he saw this. He wanted to find out what Qianmo's situation was right away!