Zhang Desheng is the king of internal medicine. Do you have any ideas?
In this regard, classmate Zhang Desheng played a clever trick and gave the opportunity to the group of surgical students present: "Squad leader, what do you think?"
The better people are, the more cunning they are.
Each and every one of them acted like a mute, mumbling vaguely, not afraid of the disadvantages of being mute, but afraid of not being able to reap the blessings of being mute.
Yue Wentong crossed his arms and assumed the calmest and most stable posture of a squad leader, saying nothing.
"Lin Hao." Feng Yicong had an idea and turned around to make a surprise attack, aiming at the third player in the class.
The cool classmate Lin Hao pretended to be lively and said to them in a lazy tone: "If you have something to say, just say it. What are you holding back?"
"Shihua." Classmate Li Qi'an changed his strategy and put his hands around his mouth to call classmate Holmes Pan, "Tell me, what problem does Yingying think she has?"
Classmate Pan Shihua suddenly stopped touching Classmate Xie's brain and said, "You can see for yourselves, I don't know either."
The problem is that classmate Pan has been following classmate Xie step by step and has never left classmate Xie at all.
Seeing that no one was around to ask questions, classmate Li Qi'an was not afraid that he was a scumbag, so he humbly asked Teacher Yuan: "Teacher, can you tell us what the problem is with this slice?"
"Open the book." Teacher Yuan answered him.
Classmate Li Qian lowered his head: The medical world is cruel, even if you admit to being a scumbag, you have to learn on your own.
In the corridor, thump, thump, thump, the sound of steady leather shoes on the ground echoed in the institute. After a while, the staff on duty in the institute could be heard calling in awe: "Director Cao."
Is the big boss here?
Classmate Feng Yicong, who had never seen the legendary big boss, ran to the door to take a look. His eyes were filled with surprise. He turned back and looked at Zhao Zhaowei and the others who had seen him before: Is he this person?
Cao Yudong looks the same as before. He is dressed much more plainly than his fashionable young sons. He wears a shirt and an old-style jacket, and has square glasses. He looks like an old middle school teacher wherever he goes. He is very pragmatic and unpretentious. In a word.
To sum up, he has no airs at all, he is not like a martial arts master at all, and he doesn’t even look like a fairy brother. Therefore, without informing him in advance, no one can guess who is father and son.
Zhao Zhaowei and the others nodded fiercely at Feng Yicong: Don't underestimate the big boss. Big bosses rely on strength and emphasize technical and internal strength.
I haven’t had any contact with the big guys yet and don’t understand much, so classmate Feng Yicong quickly retreated.
No matter what, Grandmaster Cao's prestige is demonstrated everywhere.
It can be seen that no one dared to strike up a conversation with a big boss like Cao Yudong along the way, so the whole journey was almost quiet except for calls of awe.
Cao Yudong walked to the door.
Indoors, without any accident, he could glance at his two sons inside and knew that they would appear here today.
Compared to their old father's calmness, when Cao Dong and Cao Yong heard the news that their father was coming, they both looked at their watches: Isn't it too early for my father to come?!
These two people were sure that they had not heard the news that their father would definitely come, so they subconsciously thought that their father would come very late or secretly. They never expected that their father would come so early and openly.
Face.
The above thoughts confirm that the two sons of the Cao family do not really want their father to appear at this moment.
How to attract outstanding talents will surprise everyone. The best talents are often like Song Tiancai, who do not pay attention to welfare and money, and are the most charming bosses.
