Best Son-in-law

As the principal of a school, the first thing to consider is the application rate of your school's major. This is indeed understandable.

But Lin Yu was still very uncomfortable, because when he mentioned Chinese medicine, the contempt in the eyes of President Tang was very dazzling, as if he was talking about a bunch of stale and old antiques.

This further inspired Lin Yu's idea of ​​revitalizing Chinese medicine.

After returning to the hospital, I saw my mother and Jiajia playing at the door all the way, because today was the weekend and Jiajia did not go to school.

When Jiajia saw him, she immediately waved to him and said excitedly: "Uncle He!"

"Jiajia, have you finished your homework?" Lin Yu said with a smile. Seeing the child's smile, he felt the haze in his heart disappeared.

"Jia Rong, are you back so soon?" Li Haoming suddenly walked out of the hospital.

"Director Li, why are you here?" Lin Yu asked somewhat surprised.

"I have an unrelenting request this time. The last time you took the Chinese medicine pills for Smith, could you consider authorizing the drug delivery factory to mass-produce, so that it can benefit more patients with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis." Li Haoming looked sincere. Dao, I felt a little nervous, afraid that Lin Yu would not agree.

"Of course it can." Lin Yu agreed without even thinking about it. Zu uploaded his medical skills to let him hang the pot to help the world, cure illnesses and save people. This is his responsibility.

"That's great. I happen to have a pharmaceutical factory I know. The boss is very responsible and loves charity. You can safely authorize the formula to him." Li Haoming clapped his hands, quite excited.

Lin Yu's promise was so happy, it really surprised him. You must know that if an open auction is made, this prescription will definitely sell for hundreds of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

As a result, Lin Yu agreed so easily, and Li Haoming was really impressed by this vision, this tolerance, and this responsibility.

It is too appropriate to describe Lin Yu as the unity of virtue.

After Lin Yu entered the house, he described the preparation materials, proportions, preparation methods, functions and indications of the pills in detail.

"Director Li, take a look, what else needs to be added." Lin Yu handed the note to Li Haoming and said with a smile: "Actually, the pills I made by myself last time in the hospital were a bit rough, and many medicinal materials were not ground. If it is in place, if there is a specialized pharmaceutical factory for processing, the effect will be more significant."

"Oh, Xiaohe, thank you so much, you have done a good deed for the people of the world!"

Li Haoming looked at Fangzi in admiration, and his hands trembled slightly. This little piece of paper didn't know how many lives would be saved in the future.

"Lao Song gave me some blue sky jade leaves last time. Wait a moment and I will make a pot for you." Lin Yu got up and took out the tea from the refrigerator.

Li Zhensheng hurried to boil water and wash the tea set.

Originally, Li Haoming could not wait to leave with the prescription, but when he heard that there was a blue sky and Yuye, he sat down patiently and smiled and asked Lin Yu: "When will the class start?"

Lin Yu was a little at a loss when he was asked. He didn't react for a while, and said in a puzzled way: "Class, what class?"

"Zhensheng told me, didn't you go to the medical college this morning, did you see Laotang?" Li Haoming asked.

"Oh." Lin Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "I saw it, but unfortunately, their school of Chinese medicine has a new group of intern teachers. If I go again, the staff will be too crowded, so I rejected it. ."

Lin Yu took the responsibility to himself, after all, Li Haoming and Tang Zongrui were classmates, and he didn't want to embarrass Li Haoming.

But in the medical world for so many years, how could Li Haoming, who is almost human, be deceived by him, frowning and asking: "Xiao He, tell me the truth, is this old boy like Tang? What about one set in person and another set behind?"

"It's really crowded, Director Li, don't think too much, come and drink tea." Lin Yu said with a smile, and then started to make tea with a hot tea set.

"Too shameful!"

Li Haoming slapped the table angrily, and said angrily: "What does this old soup mean? We don't have to ask him to teach in the past. When I mentioned this to him, he himself said that he warmly welcomes him. I play this set! What is it!"

"Director Li, calm down, maybe he also has his problems." Lin Yu hurriedly persuaded.

In fact, he was also very upset in his heart, but due to Li Haoming's relationship, he couldn't say much.

"In this way, Jia Rong, he doesn't want us, so let's not go. I will call the president of Qinghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I have some friendship with him. This person is quite good. I will ask him. Would you like to let you teach in the past."

After Li Haoming finished speaking, before Lin Yu agreed, he walked to the side and dialed the phone.

The phone rang for a while before it was connected, and a smiling voice came from the other end, "Hey, Haoming, but I haven't heard you in some days."

"President Dong, how are you doing these days?" Li Haoming said with a smile, "There is such a thing. I know a little brother who studies Chinese medicine. He has a superb medical skills. I and Song Lao hope to carry forward Chinese medicine and benefit more. There are many patients, so I want my little brother to teach in your school and popularize Chinese medicine. Do you want to?"

"Little brother? How old are you?" Dong Yichen asked curiously.

"In my twenties, I also opened a medical clinic and helped our hospital cure several patients." Li Haoming strongly recommended.

"But He Jiarong and He Doctor?"

Dong Yichen said abruptly when he heard his expression.

He Jiarong is the only one with superb medical skills in his twenties.

"Yes, old Dong, do you know Xiaohe?" Li Haoming was a little surprised.

"More than knowing, I have studied the acupuncture techniques of Dr. He as a case study with a few old professors who teach Chinese medicine." Dong Yichen said excitedly, "If Dr. Ho wants to come to teach with us, it is really desirable."

Now the recognition of Chinese medicine is getting lower and lower, and their admission rate for the University of Chinese Medicine is also getting lower and lower. On the contrary, the admission rate of the Qinghai Medical University next door has soared every year.

If it goes on for such a long time, the University of Chinese Medicine will probably close down.

It is definitely a good thing that someone like He Jiarong with extraordinary ability comes to the school to teach, which can be used as an external enrollment promotion and can improve the quality of teaching. Dong Yichen can't help but be overjoyed.

"That's great. In this way, I will come with Xiao He personally to find you in a while," Li Haoming said.

"That's okay, since our school hired Doctor He, I naturally have to visit the house personally. Are you there for Doctor He? I'll go over." Dong Yichen said excitedly.

"I'm here, then I will trouble you." Li Haoming said with a smile, he was very satisfied with Old Dong's attitude, this is a bit of respect for teachers.

Within half an hour, Dong Yichen and a middle-aged man rushed to the hospital, saw Li Haoming hurriedly greeted him, then walked over and stretched out his hand and said, "Oh, Dr. He, I finally met. ."

Lin Yu also hurriedly got up and shook hands with him, and said with a smile: "President Dong, I would like to trouble you to take a trip in person. I am really sorry."

"Where to say it, it should be, our school is thirsty now, Doctor Ho can go, but it is a great blessing for our school." Dong Yichen said excitedly.

After a few people drank tea, they finalized Lin Yu's past teaching details.

Early the next morning, the outside of Qinghai Medical University was filled with flower baskets, and a group of beautiful students in uniform stood there, holding flowers in their hands, as if waiting for the visit of a distinguished person.

Tang Zongrui and several vice-principals and college secretaries were all there with excitement on their faces, and asked several photographers on the side to remember to take two more photos during the whole process, so that they could be used for publicity later.

Tang Zongrui was very excited. After today, the reputation of Qinghai Medical University will once again resound in the Chinese medical academia.

"How's Lao He's preparations going?" Tang Zongrui asked the secretary of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine uneasy.

"Ready, absolutely no problem. The students selected are the students with the best grades in our college. The course is also the "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine" that Lao He is best at." The secretary of the School of Chinese Medicine hurriedly replied.

Tang Zongrui nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, only two black and luxurious Lincolns were seen driving from a distance.

Tang Zongrui immediately raised his hands and waved vigorously.

The beautiful students on both sides immediately raised flowers and said loudly: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

Tang Zongrui beckoned vigorously again, beckoning them to raise the volume.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

Annie in the car frowned when she saw this scene. He didn't expect Tang Zongrui to be so exciting. After all, she took an extremely low-key approach to China this time.

If someone else knows that she is in Huaxia, those who visit her from all directions will probably be in an endless stream.

"Chairman Annie, hello, hello."

After Annie got out of the car, Tang Zongrui hurried over and took her hand, excited.

The teachers were also shocked, but they did not expect the vice president of the U.S. Medical Association to be so young and beautiful.

"Principal Tang, I hope that my whereabouts will not be leaked out for the time being." Annie said with a frown.

"Okay, rest assured, our school will definitely take security measures." Tang Zongrui smiled, and then made a gesture of inviting, "Would you like to visit our school first?"

"No, I'm here to listen to Professor He's lecture." Annie shook her head. No matter how good the school environment is, it is meaningless. What determines the strength of the school is the teaching level of the teacher.

"Okay, let's go to the class directly. Teacher He is ready, please!" Tang Zongrui hurriedly ordered the secretary of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to lead the way.

At this time, the large classroom of the School of Chinese Medicine was already full of fifty or sixty students. On the podium stood a thin old man, He Zhihui, the teacher of the "Basic Theory of Chinese Medicine" course of the School of Chinese Medicine.

Until now, He Zhihui still feels like a dream. Although he has been teaching diligently for so many years, he was also awarded the title of professor in the past few years, but strictly speaking, he has not taught any outstanding results or wrote. What an excellent paper, why would the vice president of the U.S. Medical Association call him to give lectures?

At this moment, he heard a mess outside and hurriedly cheered up and exhorted: "Foreign guests are here, classmates sit down!"

A group of students immediately sat downright with solemn expressions.

"Chairman Annie, please." Tang Zongrui stopped at the door and motioned to Annie and the others to enter the classroom.

As soon as Annie walked in and saw He Zhihui on the podium, she couldn't help being stunned. Didn't Jason say that He Jiarong was a young man in his early twenties? How could he be an old man standing on the podium?

"President Tang, is this Professor He sure?" Annie asked uncertainly, thinking she had remembered it wrong.

"Yes, it is Professor He." Tang Zongrui smiled affirmatively.