Signing in at the hospital, the first operation shocked the whole country!

Tang Dandan shook his head, a little regretfully said,

"Although I have only been here for less than a year, I have learned more than the previous ten years, and I have really benefited a lot.

Your surgery and knowledge are probably incomparable even to those transplant bosses I have met. Sometimes I even wonder if you are a monster! "

"Hehehe~ talent, talent..."

Hearing this, Qin Feng's expression froze, he laughed dryly and quickly found a topic to change,

"By the way, Director Tang, I still want to tell you that the development of our transplant center will remain unchanged this year, but we will work closely with the hematology department to expand research on blood."

After speaking, he sent a document to Deputy Director Tang, which included several types of difficult blood diseases.

Malignant lymphoma, hemolytic anemia, hemophilia.

Tang Dandan opened the file and saw the systematic plans for the analysis and treatment of several blood diseases, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously straightened up.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng began to explain to her, or it would be more appropriate to say that the class was given.

Because Tang Dandan only listened to the whole process...

at this time,

In a classroom in the third grade of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

A gray-haired man with glasses was writing on a blackboard with chalk in his hand.

I saw that the entire blackboard was covered with beautiful writing on the blackboard, and below were dozens of students who were listening attentively.

【"Teacher List"

The first emperor did not start his business halfway, but the middle way collapsed. Today, three points are lost, and Yizhou is exhausted. This is the autumn of life and death. …]

"Cough, cough, fellow students, I think everyone is familiar with this list of teachers, and there must have been a teacher who said it before."

The man put down the chalk, adjusted his glasses, smiled and looked at the students below,

"It is a memorial written by Zhuge Liang to his successor, Liu Chan, before leaving to attack Wei. With earnest words in the text, after persuasion, he mainly inherits the will of the late emperor, opens up the way of speaking, strictly rewards and punishes, loves virtuous ministers, and keeps away from villains, and completes the great cause of revitalizing the Han Dynasty.

It also expressed Zhuge Liang's sincere feelings to repay the kindness of the late emperor and his determination to set the Central Plains.

However, today we will tell you this story in an interesting way. "

The voice just fell,

The eyes of all the students below suddenly lit up, and they sat up straight, with expectant expressions on their faces.

They knew that the Chinese teacher in front of them was not an old-fashioned old man, but a knowledgeable, interesting and wise man.

Chinese, this is a relatively boring course for most students.

Because apart from reciting dictation and reading comprehension, there is really no fun!

If you meet another rigid teacher, you will really have no interest at all, and you will feel sleepy just after class.

Anyway, apart from reciting dictation, there are no other tricks.

But the teacher in front of them can replace every text they study with the content they are interested in, and even make people forget the time in a class.

"I know that you may not know Liu Chan in history, but you absolutely hate Liu Chan in King's Pesticide."

"Hahaha~~~!!!"

As soon as the first sentence was spoken, the whole class fell into a burst of laughter, especially the boys.

"Let me ask, is there anyone in our class who is better at playing Liu Chan? Get up and tell us what you think of this character."

"Teacher, Liu Qiang is amazing!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he heard a boy speak loudly.

"Okay, Liu Qiang, tell me."

The man smiled and said to a fat boy in the penultimate row.

Hearing the voice, the boy stood up shyly and briefly stated his opinion.

And at this moment,

Suddenly, the man on the podium felt as if his chest had been hit hard by something, his trachea seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't breathe.

"Hoo Hoo ~ Hoo Hoo ~ Hoo Hoo ~"

He tried his best to breathe heavily, his face turned pale in just ten seconds, and he reached out to hold the podium.

The student who was sitting in front realized something was wrong, and suddenly panicked.

"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

A girl with a ponytail stood up and asked nervously.

"I'm fine~"

The man raised his head, took a breath desperately, and shook his head with a forced smile.

However, in the next second, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness for an instant.

Pfft!

"Teacher Zhang! Teacher Zhang!"

......

Chapter 186 Teacher Chen's pneumoconiosis, the last class

in the afternoon,

Qin Feng just finished his meal and went back to the lounge of the transplant center to take a nap.

The firefighter Hou Gang has been fully prepared for the operation, and the ICU has been monitoring all aspects to ensure that he is in good health, so as to ensure the skin graft operation tomorrow.

He was just about to lie down when his phone rang.

bell bell~

"What happened one day?"

"Director Qin, can you come to the outpatient clinic? A patient is looking for you, and Director Wang Yue is also here."

On the phone, Zhao Yitian asked.

"Looking for me? Okay, I'll be right there."

Qin Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately agreed.

He got up and put on a white coat, walked out of the lounge, and soon arrived at the general practice clinic.

"Director Qin."

Zhao Yitian saw him walk into the consulting room and got up immediately.

Qin Feng nodded, but his eyes focused on the middle-aged man next to him.

"You are... Teacher Chen?!"

When he first saw the man with glasses, a sense of familiarity instantly appeared in his heart, and he blurted out.

"Qin Feng, we haven't seen each other for a long time, hehehe~"

The man also looked at him with a smile, stood up and nodded.

"Do you know?"

Wang Yue, the director of obstetrics and gynecology who was sitting next to the man, couldn't help being surprised when he saw the expressions of the two.

"Director Wang, Teacher Chen was my homeroom teacher in the third year of high school, of course I know him."

Qin Feng hurried forward to hold his hand, and laughed when he heard Director Wang's words.

"Hi! If I knew you guys knew me, I would have let Lao Chen come here by himself."

Hearing Director Wang's words, Qin Feng fell into a daze again, and looked at the two of them in surprise,

"Director Wang, Teacher Chen, you..."

"Don't, don't, Qin Feng, don't think about it, Lao Chen is also my teacher, hahaha!"

......

It was only after this exchange that we found out that Mr. Chen Yanwen was actually Director Wang Yue's class teacher for the third year of junior high school.

It's just that he didn't expect that Qin Feng was also a student of Mr. Chen, and suddenly became a brother and sister of the same school by accident.

"Hahaha~ It's alright, alright, Qin Feng, let's stop making trouble, you can show Mr. Chen first."

After chatting for a while, Director Wang Yue got up and smiled at him.

"Okay, Mr. Chen will leave it to me."

"Cough cough cough~!"

Just as Qin Feng nodded, he suddenly heard Chen Yanwen cough violently, and his face turned red.

Teacher Chen took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth the next second, and stopped this time.

However, Qin Feng's expression sank a little for a while. Judging from his complexion and the sound of coughing, the problem may not be simple.

Just when Chen Yanwen left the handkerchief from his mouth, he immediately clenched it into a ball and stuffed it back into his pocket.

But even though he was very cautious, Qin Feng still caught a hint of bright red.

Blood!

"Mr. Chen, don't hide, just give me the handkerchief."

With a wry smile, he stretched out his hand in front of Teacher Chen and said in a low voice.

"No need, I know about my illness, hehehe~"

And Chen Yanwen looked a little embarrassed, smiled lightly twice,

"Actually, it's an old problem. It's all right. Xiao Qin, let's check first."

"Okay." Qin Feng shook his head helplessly, then looked at Zhao Yitian and asked him to make an order, "But Mr. Chen, you can't leave after the inspection."

"But I still have class in the afternoon, and the third class in my hand is going to sprint for the college entrance examination. If I talk to them more now, maybe I can get an extra score in the exam. Why don't you prescribe some medicine for me first."

Chen Yanwen sighed with a troubled look on his face.

In fact, he is very clear that his physical condition is not a minor problem at all, it has already started a few years ago.

But for the past two years, he has been leading the sprint class for the second and third year of high school. He is usually too busy to stop and dare not stop.

Originally, I wanted to wait until after two years of retirement before taking a good rest and treatment, but I didn't expect to pass out directly on the podium this time.

After waking up, the principal asked him to rest for two days, and hurried to the hospital to see him.

Chen Yanwen thought for a long time before calling Director Wang Yue to come to the hospital for a checkup.

He was worried that if he really fell down, he would never be able to return to the podium.

"Mr. Chen, don't lie to yourself!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng's expression immediately became serious,

"It's no longer a matter of whether you can teach the students. Just now, based on the hemoptysis and the sticky tissue, I can guarantee that if you leave today, fainting will often happen in the future.

It may not even last until their college entrance examination next year! "

Regardless of whether it is due to personal feelings or professional ethics, he must stop Chen Yanwen from committing suicide.

Although it was just a glimpse, the blood on the handkerchief was not ordinary blood at all, but a tissue structure that looked like festering.

Moreover, the smell is not pure bloody smell, but also exudes a faint and unpleasant smell of tissue ulceration, it is definitely not just a simple cough or emphysema.

Although the profession of teachers is an iron rice bowl for most ordinary people, of course it is only for those with establishments.

However, as the main subjects, such as language, mathematics, physics, etc., a lot of writing on the blackboard is unavoidable.

Therefore, long-term exposure and passive inhalation of high-dust environments are bound to cause some damage to the lungs.

The voice fell,

Zhao Yitian and Wang Yue who had not had time to leave were stunned for a moment.

What do you mean?