Everyone was even dumbfounded. They looked at Dean Ji with confused eyes and asked, "Dean Ji, what is going on? Didn't you just say that Dr. Gu Hong won the Nobel Prize in Medicine?"
Dean Ji was speechless and said: "When did I say this? Isn't this all your guess? I said no, no, no, but you just didn't listen!"
"Forehead!"
Everyone looked embarrassed. This made a big fuss.
The kind-hearted old man asked: "If it's not Dr. Gu Hong, then who is it? Brother Ji, can we stop being so secretive?"
Dean Ji smiled bitterly and said, "You may not know it after I told him, but his name is Yang Tian, and we in Jiangcheng respectfully call him Mr. Yang."
"Mr. Yang?" Han Yidao frowned and said, "It's a very strange title. Why not call him Dr. Yang?"
Dean Ji said with some embarrassment: "Because his main profession is not a doctor."
"What? Not the main business?"
"Oh my god, if this is not the main business, you have to win the Nobel Prize. If this is the main business, will it give us doctors a living?"
"Yes, yes, is there anything that can hit people so hard?"
As soon as Dean Ji said these words, everyone started to cry in embarrassment.
The Nobel Prize in Medicine was not won by a doctor. To them, this is ironic and a slap in the face.
They were all ashamed and their faces turned red.
In the end, they also expressed their sincere blessings. After all, this award was won domestically and the wealth will not go to outsiders. It is the same.
Someone asked expectantly: "What does this Mr. Yang do, Dean Ji?"
Dean Ji also felt a little ashamed and embarrassed: "He is in No. 1 Middle School, he is..."
Before Dean Ji finished speaking, another person who thought he was smart interrupted him directly.
"Teaching in No. 1 Middle School? Middle School? Middle School? Mr. Yang is just a teacher?"
Some people were dumbfounded when they heard this: "Speaking of which, this career has a huge jump, isn't it? Can a teacher cure cancer and win the Nobel Prize?"
"Yeah, he's just a middle school teacher, but he's so different from a doctor?"
Dean Ji was so depressed that he went crazy,
What he wanted to say was that Mr. Yang was just a student, a middle school student.
Can these people still let him finish what he has to say?
Everyone was talking a lot, constantly guessing which subject Mr. Yang was a teacher in!
"Go ahead and guess, if you guess correctly you win!"
Dean Ji muttered in confusion and simply said nothing.
You can guess whatever you want, don't you want to hear it? I haven't explained it yet.
Finally, Gu Hong asked out of curiosity: "Dean, where is Mr. Yang? Why don't you come out and introduce me?"
Everyone was enlightened when they heard this.
"Yes, where is Mr. Yang? Let him come out quickly."
Although it's not a job, it can be a good thing to make friends with someone who can create medical miracles.
Dean Ji smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm looking for his contact information, but I haven't contacted him yet."
"You haven't contacted me yet? This is to receive the Nobel Prize in Medicine. It's a big deal. Dean Ji, you don't want to keep it all to yourself, do you?"
"Dean Ji, although you are usually kind-hearted, it would be very unkind if you did this."
Dean Ji almost vomited blood when he heard this. He said with a dark face: "Who wants to keep it all to himself? The key is that I didn't reserve Mr. Yang's number."
At this time, his cell phone suddenly rang.
When he opened it, he saw that it was Mr. Qin who finally texted him back and gave him Yang Tian's phone number.
Dean Ji then took a breath and looked around the crowd and said, "I'm just getting his contact information now. Please wait a moment. I'll give him a call now."
It's class time now.
After a series of bells rang, Yang Tian found that everyone was looking at him.
Now in class, his status is comparable to that of the teacher, and he is also the top student. Even if he takes a phone call in class, the teacher acquiesces.
Of course, the premise is not Han Xiangning’s class!
Chemistry teacher Sun Xi looked at the frowning and confused Yang Tian with a smile and said: "Take it, maybe someone has something to do with you?"
This scene made everyone's lips twitch!
You know, they are even allowed to bring mobile phones to class.
Yang Tian not only brought a mobile phone, but the teacher also encouraged him to answer the phone in class. This gap is too big.
Moreover, their grades are also good. They are all top students and top academics.
However, when they thought of the word "student master", everyone thought about Yang Tian's last mock test results.
Seven hundred and ten! Forty points are blank and not done yet
If you think about it this way, some of them only scored 600 points in the exam, so they can only be regarded as scumbags.
Yang Tian frowned and glanced at the number, which looked unfamiliar. He didn't want to be in the spotlight so he hung up the phone.
And the other side!
Everyone was looking forward to watching Dean Ji make a phone call.
Dean Ji also responded to everyone's requests and turned on speakerphone.
However, after the phone beeped a few times, there was no sound again.
Dean Ji glanced at his phone, then said with an embarrassed look, "He hung up!"
"Fuck!"
Someone almost vomited blood.
"What on earth is he doing? This is a major event to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine. How could he hang up the phone?"
"Whether he takes this matter to heart or not, he can't refuse to accept it just because he is not professional."
"Yes, yes, it's so irritating. I think this airs too much."
Dean Ji said: "He probably doesn't know that he won the Nobel Prize in Medicine."
"Oh, if you put it that way, it makes sense."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a little nurse outside hurriedly ran over and said: "Dean Ji, the staff of the Nobel Prize in Medicine are already here. They are all waiting for us to go over and award the award."
The kind-hearted old man urged: "Brother, hurry up and fight again. If it doesn't work, we will pick him up. I don't believe there are so many of us and we can't invite him."
Dean Ji nodded quickly.
When the phone rang again for the second time, Yang Tian frowned. Just when he was about to turn off the phone, he heard Sun Xi, the acoustic chemistry teacher, say: "Yang Tian, you'd better answer it. It's okay. I won't tell Teacher Han."
Everyone·········
Such treatment!
Yang Tian also couldn't accept Sun Xi's enthusiasm.
Finally, the call was answered; "Who is this?"
This is Yang Tian’s first sentence!
At Jiangcheng Military Region Hospital, all the famous doctors breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the voice on the speakerphone.
Finally got in touch.
It would be ridiculous if we couldn't get in touch. If no one accepts the Nobel Prize in Medicine, the person awarding the prize will probably go crazy!
Dean Ji also breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly said: "Mr. Yang, I am Director Ji of Jiangcheng Military Region Hospital. I wonder if you still have some impressions!"
Yang Tian frowned: "Is something wrong?"
This is the second sentence!
Dean Ji quickly explained the cause and effect, and then said: "The person in charge of their Nobel Prize has been waiting for a long time. Can you come now?"
At this moment, everyone is waiting for Yang Tian's answer.
However, Yang Tian said indifferently: "I won't go!"
This is the third sentence!
Then, he hung up the phone.
"Oh my God, he he he...":
All the doctors are crazy!
"What on earth does he teach? What kind of teacher is he? The Nobel Prize in Literature. This is...does he have any common sense? Does he know what this means?"
"How could he not come to get it? If he doesn't come to get it,... poof!"
A doctor couldn't bear the blow and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Han Yidao was also shocked by Yang Tian's last words.
Not going?
The other party didn't come? He was stunned!
The Nobel Prize in Medicine was his lifelong pursuit, but it was just out of reach.
But in the eyes of the other party, he trampled on him at will?
The kind-hearted old man also felt dizzy.
Their Union Medical College Hospital, with thousands of doctors in its branch, failed to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine.
But the other party, a layman, didn't cherish it so much after getting it.
Especially when he heard the words, the kind-hearted old man's heart almost stopped beating after hearing it.
This is obviously an attempt to refuse the Nobel Prize in Medicine.
What is this concept?
Oh my god, this is the first of its kind in the world! It still happened to them. Thinking about it, I don’t know whether it’s joy or sorrow.
Doctors, you look at me, I look at you, my emotions are broken!
After being hit by a teacher, they feel that they will never be ashamed to be a doctor in this life.
"What should I do?" someone asked.
Another person sighed: "What else can we do? Go and invite him. Our country has won very few Nobel Prizes. This is a matter of bringing glory to the country. How will you let other countries think if you give up the prize again?" (Unfinished)
