After breakfast, Ding Ning and the three women teleported back to the No.1 Villa of Shengshi Huating Courtyard. Wen Rourou was responsible for driving, and the four of them rushed to Ninghai University.
"Little senior fellow apprentice, you are finally willing to show up."
As soon as Mr. Hu saw Ding Ning, he said with hidden bitterness like a resentful wife.
"Heh, you're living a carefree life as a hands-off shopkeeper, but you've made things hard for us old men."
Mr. Jiang sneered and glared at him.
Although Mr. Zhang smiled and said nothing, he was obviously a little dissatisfied with Ding Ning's behavior.
They were all old men in their seventies or eighties. If it were not for the revival of traditional Chinese medicine, they would have retired at home and enjoyed the happiness of family.
Now, for Ding Ning's sake, he spared no effort to come to the academy every day to keep watch for him. But Ding Ning disappeared without a trace except for giving a class and showing up to receive the people from the Lancet Magazine. It was difficult for him to get through to Ding Ning on the phone. How could he have no complaints?
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Old men, you have worked hard. I'm really busy with trivial things these days and can't get away. I'm really sorry."
Ding Ning knew that he was in the wrong, so he could only smile obsequiously and apologize again and again.
Fortunately, the three old men did not really have complaints in their hearts. They just took the opportunity to complain. Seeing that he sincerely apologized, they let him go.
Although the end of the year was approaching and Ninghai University began to have a holiday early, the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anaesthesia was still noisy and lively.
From time to time, vehicles with license plates from all over the country drove in and inquired about the enrollment of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anaesthesia at the consultation reception specially set up by Mr. Hu and others.
"Our College of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anaesthesia is different from ordinary medical colleges. Although the study time is also five years, in fact, even the students who have just entered the college can go through a half-year internship under the guidance of their tutors as long as their theoretical foundation is solid and their performance in the assessment can reach the predetermined standard line. According to the qualification appraisal conclusion given by the tutors, they can receive the qualification certificate of traditional Chinese medicine anaesthetist issued by the state and work with the certificate. So these parents are afraid of making mistakes on the phone, so they come here in person from thousands of miles away to inquire about it in detail."
Mr. Hu saw that Ding Ning stared at those who came to consult and seemed to be a little curious why they didn't consult through the announced telephone but came in person, so he hurriedly explained.
Ding Ning suddenly understood. Nowadays, all parents hoped that their children could have a high-income and stable job. The teaching method of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine Anaesthesia was relatively flexible and did not need hard time. As long as you worked hard enough and was excellent enough, you could pass the extremely difficult assessment, you could graduate in advance.
Of course, working in advance did not mean that you could graduate in advance. These outstanding students only had the qualification certificates of anesthesiology. Ning did not need to graduate in advance.
If he wanted to get a degree from Ninghai University, he still had to go back to school to take various normal exams. If he couldn't pass three normal exams in a row, he would be disqualified as an anesthesiologist.
This kind of setting was more humane. After all, it was impossible to cultivate doctors who only had talent in traditional Chinese medicine anesthesia without any medical foundation. This was not the original intention of Ding Ning to establish the School of Anesthesia.
Of course, this was also a temporary emergency measure to relieve the urgent demand of traditional Chinese medicine anesthesiologists in major hospitals. After the traditional medical college in Dongli Mountain Villa was built, there would be new measures to gradually get on the right track.
He was very ambitious. He wanted to build the traditional medical college into a cradle that could cultivate excellent traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and continue to radiate to the whole world. Finally, a new pattern of the medical community that could compete with Western medicine or even dominate the world would be formed.
"Come with me."
Although Ding Ning seldom came here, he still knew where his dean's office was. After greeting them, he took the lead to walk to the office.
Although the three elders were influential figures in the medical field, they had always been sincerely convinced by his medical skills. As the saying goes, the accomplished are the teachers. Even if Ding Ning unconsciously gave them an order, they did not feel that there was anything wrong with it and immediately followed him step by step.
Wen Rourou and the other two women were all the assistants of the dean and had their own offices. After they came to the school, they had returned to their respective offices for fear of being gossiped.
"Isn't that Dean Hu and Dean Zhang? Who is the young man walking in front of them? "
"Who knows? Maybe he is the son of a big family."
"It's impossible. Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang are eminent figures in the medical community who have served the high-level officials of the country. With their identity and pride, even the son of a big family can't make them so respectful."
"Yes, not only Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, but also the thin old man next to them? That's Mr. Jiang. When he is angry, he even dares to quarrel with the head of state. What kind of son of a big family can make him put down his pride and follow behind like a little brother? "
"It's really strange. What is the identity of the young man? How can he make the three eminent figures in the medical community so respectful?"
…
Just when everyone was guessing Ding Ning's identity, he had entered the office first. After the three eminent figures entered the door, he immediately locked the door stealthily.
"Little senior fellow apprentice, what are you doing?"
Mr. Zhang looked at him with some confusion and asked.
Mr. Hu and Mr. Jiang were also confused and waited for his answer.
There were four men, and three of them were old men. They weren't beautiful women, so why did this guy lock the door from the inside?
"During this time, although I haven't shown up, I know everything like the palm of my hand. Brothers, it's really hard for you. Congratulations, you have passed my test."
Ding Ning pretentiously put his hands behind his back and shamelessly turned the matter of being a hands-off shopkeeper into a test.
"Test?"
Mr. Jiang didn't know Ding Ning's character very well. He was confused by his words and didn't know what Ding Ning was up to.
Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang looked at him suspiciously and secretly said, "Just be a hands-off shopkeeper. We don't blame you. Do you have to find such a high-sounding reason?"
"Ahem."
Being stared at by the three old men, Ding Ning felt uncomfortable all over. He coughed twice embarrassedly, looked serious, and said seriously, "Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhang, you are so old, but you always call me junior fellow apprentice, which makes me feel deeply ashamed."
"There's nothing to feel ashamed about. As the saying goes, the more powerful one is the teacher. If you didn't firmly disagree, I would like to call you master. I feel ashamed to call you little junior fellow apprentice."
Mr. Hu said very seriously, which surprised Mr. Jiang. He thought that although Ding Ning's medical skills were excellent, it was not enough for Hu Xinning, the old thing, to lower his status and want to be apprenticed to Ding Ning, right? "Ding Ning's medical skills are excellent.
"Yes, Mr. Hu and I both wanted to be apprenticed to you, but you firmly refused. We had no choice but to call you little junior fellow apprentice. Speaking of this, we really should be ashamed."
But what Mr. Zhang said next made him confused. It turned out that not only Mr. Hu but also Mr. Zhang wanted to be apprenticed to him.
This made Mr. Jiang embarrassed. Although he believed in Ding Ning's medical skills, if he was asked to be apprenticed to a young boy like Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, he would not be willing to do so.
"Little junior fellow apprentice, have you changed your mind and want to accept us as apprentices?"
Mr. Hu's eyes suddenly brightened. Thinking of this possibility, his body trembled slightly and he asked in surprise.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Ding Ning was almost choked by a mouthful of saliva. After coughing for a while with a red face and ears, he shook his head helplessly under the expectant eyes of Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, "You are all my elders. How can I accept you as my disciples? You will shorten my lifespan."
The light in Mr. Hu's and Mr. Zhang's eyes gradually dimmed, and they shook their heads with self-mockery.
Although they had been psychologically prepared, they still inevitably felt a little disappointed when it came to the end.
"But …"
Ding Ning's change made the eyes of the two elders brighten again. They couldn't wait to ask, "But what?"
"Although I haven't contacted my master and have no way to ask her, I'm very moved by your dedication to the development of traditional Chinese medicine. So I decided to act first and report later to accept apprentices on behalf of my master. I think my master will not object if she knows it."
Ding Ning had already made a decision, and he said it without hesitation at this moment.
"Great, this is great."
Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang almost cried with joy. They knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed heavily with a respectful look, "Apprentice Hu Xinning pays respect to my master …"
"Wait."
Ding Ning was so scared that he hid aside and waved his hand to interrupt them, "Get up quickly. I accept apprentices on behalf of my master. I can't afford this."
"Little senior fellow apprentice, we are not kowtowing to you. We are kowtowing to our master whom we have never met. Our Shenzhou is a country of etiquette. Since you accept apprentices on behalf of your master, you should naturally bear this."
Mr. Hu refused to get up and said with a stubborn and serious expression. He also called Ding Ning Ning little junior fellow apprentice to little senior fellow apprentice.
"Second senior fellow apprentice, you are right. Knowledge should not be imparted easily. Little senior fellow apprentice accepts apprentices on behalf of your master, which is a kindness to us. Even if we don't mention this kindness, you can also bear this because you are the senior fellow apprentice."
Mr. Zhang also took a firm stand and said with certainty.
If the atmosphere was too serious, Ding Ning almost burst into laughter when Mr. Zhang called him second senior fellow apprentice. He wiped the non-existent sweat and muttered in his heart, "Fortunately, I am the little senior fellow apprentice, not the eldest senior fellow apprentice. Otherwise, I will become a rude monkey."
With his hands floating in the air, an invisible force came out and forcibly lifted the two old men up. He shook his head and said, "Although there is an age gap between us, we are like-minded and appreciate each other. I accept apprentices on behalf of my master in order to better carry forward traditional Chinese medicine and change the situation that Shenzhou is occupied by Western medicine. As for whether my master is willing to accept you, I am not sure. So, you'd better keep your heads. It is not too late to kowtow to my master after I report the situation."
At this moment, how could the three old men listen to what he said? They lifted the two old men up in the air. This magical scene had completely occupied their minds. This was simply the means of an immortal. Their old eyes flashed with a fiery color, and they stared at Ding Ning.
Especially Mr. Jiang, his eyes were red and he shouted, "Little senior fellow apprentice, you are not being reasonable. Why do you accept them but not me?"
"Uh, well, Mr. Jiang is the president of the Yan Jing General Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He has a distinguished status. You have never expressed your intention to be his disciple. How dare I accept apprentices on behalf of my master?"
Ding Ning said with an embarrassed face, but he was overjoyed in his heart. He deliberately showed this trick because he wanted to use Mr. Jiang.
Although Mr. Jiang had excellent medical skills and was busy for the revival of traditional Chinese medicine, his temper was too eccentric and unruly, which was completely different from Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang, who were sincerely convinced by him. If Ding Ning did not show his real ability to deter him, it would be really difficult to control him in the future.
"The position of the president of the General Association was originally forced on me by the higher-ups. I don't deserve that position with my little ability. Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang both know that the position is actually prepared for you. As long as you accept me now, I will immediately resign and make room for you. In the future, I will stay in Ninghai and concentrate on learning medical skills from you."
Mr. Jiang said with a red face and neck.
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