The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 128 An Incomparably Random Poetry Contest

If the previous doctor read the wrong medical record and explained it well, but he took the wrong medical record...

The two of them clearly remembered that when the results of the first examination came out, the two of them hesitated to accept this reality, and conducted two more reexaminations, and even secretly went to the Third Hospital on Wenhua Road for a diagnosis.

It’s okay to get the wrong medical records once, but can’t you get the wrong medical records four times?

"Mr. Wang, you..."

Li Caifeng suddenly said: "Doctor, I want to ask you a question, if the patient is really advanced liver cancer, will there be a strong abdominal distension after stopping the drug?"

"Ah? This... To be honest, weight loss, abdominal distension, abdominal pain, fatigue, and ascites are all symptoms that patients with advanced liver cancer should have, and they have nothing to do with stopping the drug.

As for the strong feeling you mentioned, what kind of feeling do you mean? "

"I just want to go to the bathroom."

"That's impossible. The abdominal distension of patients with advanced liver cancer belongs to the pelvic fluid caused by the decline of liver function. Apart from the big belly, it doesn't feel much in itself."

"Will there be sudden frequent stools and appear as bloody red and black?"

"How is that possible!" The attending physician said with certainty, "This is not a woman's menstruation... Cough cough, this is the advanced stage of liver cancer, not the late stage of gastric cancer..."

"That's right, thank you doctor, since you said it was a misdiagnosis, just follow what you said just now!"

"Oh...huh? Okay."

Although some don't understand why the couple suddenly asked a few inexplicable questions and then died down, but no matter what, as long as the other party doesn't make trouble, it will be a good thing for the hospital.

The big deal is that I will spend more time in the next few days, trying to get the best treatment service for the other party, the attending physician thought to himself.

After the attending physician left, Wang Lin and his wife looked at each other in blank dismay.

"The head of the house, is it really that little nurse..."

Wang Lin shook his head: "I don't know, but I think the possibility is very high."

Li Caifeng stomped his feet: "Who cares if she is, just ask her to give you another injection. Isn't it just 100 yuan, we can still afford it."

But Wang Lin smiled wryly: "It's not 100, but 190. Don't forget, you still sent someone 90! What's more troublesome is that your behavior last time has obviously offended her, and I don't know if she will do it again. "

"This..." Li Caifeng was also taken aback because she remembered Wu Qing's sudden running away just now.

It's obvious that he has hated himself!
Gritting her teeth, she suddenly unbuttoned her jacket and took out a small bag from the lining of the thin jacket.

The small bag was opened, and inside was a thick stack of red banknotes, about five or six thousand.

"Head of the house, my mother gave it to me when I went back to my mother's house two days ago. At worst, I will give it all to the little nurse."

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed: "No, absolutely not. This is your mother's pension savings for several years. Pay it back soon. We can't use this money."

Li Caifeng opened more than her husband thought: "It's okay, as long as your illness can be cured, no matter how much money you spend, it's worth it. Besides, I just lent her the money temporarily. After you recover from illness, you can earn money. Pay her back double."

"OK then!"

***
Coming out of the teaching office, Zhou Qianqian asked Kong Meng: "Mr. Kong, when are you going to leave?"

Tomorrow Saturday is also the opening day of the National Youth Poetry Contest. Although Zhou Qianqian has been there several times, she still wants to ask Confucius and Mencius for advice.

No way, who asked Mr. Kong to participate in "Looking for a Good Voice" besides this competition?
Those who are capable do not need to be ranked by seniority.

Kong Meng was stunned for a moment, and he asked in embarrassment, "Mr. Zhou, what is going on with your National Youth Poetry Competition?"

Zhou Qianqian asked doubtfully, "Why, you don't know?"

Kong Meng nodded: "I was at a loss just now, and Director Liu called me over. I wanted to ask him, but I didn't dare to show my embarrassment in front of the leader because you looked confident."

"That's it!" Zhou Qianqian said with a smile, "The National Youth Poetry Competition was initiated by the [Ancient Prose League Association], and it is a competition specially aimed at young people. Its purpose is to cultivate the poetic literacy of outstanding young people across the country, and to nurture poetry for future poetry development." talent."

Confucius and Mencius were taken aback: "[Ancient Chinese Union Association]? Do you want students to write ancient poems?"

"Of course not. Although the [Ancient Prose Alliance Association] mainly focuses on the study of ancient prose, it includes poetry, prose, novels and other art forms.

Teacher Kong, do you think that since the members of the [Ancient Prose League Association] can study ancient prose so thoroughly, are they not familiar with modern poetry?
By the way, Mr. Deng Yun seems to be a probationary member of [Ancient Prose Alliance Association], right? "

The corner of Deng Yun's mouth twitched, he really wanted to tell Zhou Qianqian that Kong Meng had long been an official member of the family, but seeing that Kong Meng didn't intend to reveal it, he wisely didn't open his mouth.

It wasn't that Kongmeng deliberately concealed it, but he had long forgotten that he had joined this association. After all, Li Yifu's actions were too casual at that time, and he had no sense of ritual at all.

"Then why did Director Liu say that students from our class also participated? Why haven't I heard from those little guys?"

It is not unreasonable for Confucius and Mencius to ask this question, because with their relationship with the students in Class 1 ([-]) of high school, it is impossible for them to deliberately hide it from themselves.

Zhou Qianqian smiled and said, "It's not that they don't tell you, but that they don't even know about it now?"

"What?" Kong Meng was stunned. "Tomorrow is the competition, and they don't even know that they are going to participate at this time? It's too childish!"

"Hmm..." Zhou Qianqian was a little embarrassed, "Mr. Kong, I'm really sorry, the school didn't plan to arrange students from your class to participate in this competition, but because of the special circumstances, they temporarily added two places for you."

"That's it!" Kong Meng immediately knew what was going on, the extraordinary performance of his class this time was really shocking, especially the wonderful performance of Long Aotian and Wang Tong.

The National Poetry Competition was originally a benefit for top students. Kong Meng estimated that Liu Yi temporarily gave himself an extra class to show the fairness and openness of the school.

As for the performance of the students in my class, I should not have too much expectation.

That's right, can you expect a person who can't even hold the buddha's feet to run over and kill the Quartet?

He asked again: "Did Director Liu specifically designate who to go?"

"That's not true. The school only gives you two places. You can decide who the specific ones are, Mr. Kong, and then report the list to me."

Is it so casual?Kong Meng became more certain of his thoughts, and at the same time he no longer expressed hope for this competition.

Then he discussed the details of tomorrow's departure with Zhou Qianqian, and then left.

Unexpectedly, before walking a few steps, the phone rang suddenly.

He frowned because the caller ID was Wu Qing.

It's work now, Kong Meng had already told the other party, it's best not to contact me at this time, who knows...

But after a little hesitation, he still chose to answer.

From the contact with Wu Qing, he found that although the other party's personality is very cute, very lively, and very active, he can clearly distinguish some important things.

Maybe she was really in a hurry to find herself.

(End of this chapter)