Great Power

Kou Qingkai originally gave the money and tickets, but Zheng Jianguo didn’t accept it because the concepts of money and things are different. Although the dual identities of parents and classmates and elders can give certain material rewards to outstanding academics, the tickets are different. There are places in that place where people who value culture and education will give top-ranked real estate and cars, but few directly give money. The main reason is that the money belongs to the smelly copper thing. Of course, few people know this.

Putting it on Zheng Jianguo, the money ticket in the envelope may allow him to buy a watch. Of course, this is still very debatable. The cheapest watch on the market currently costs more than 100 yuan, and a lot of industrial certificates are needed. If you get it, it's better to ask for the one worn by Kou Qingkai.

It seems a bit reckless to ask for this, but Zheng Jianguo did it deliberately. It is not surprising that the 16-year-old has some strange ideas and does some extraordinary things. It is a strange idea to go to graduate school after entering the university. Xiang classmate His father and the regional leaders wanted something out of the ordinary, but who made him not the top pick among ordinary students? Kou Qingkai came to give something.

Looking at the watch on his hand, Zheng Jianguo felt a flash of figures outside the window. Liu Dongliang's big face appeared on the window glass, and he opened the door when he found him inside, and put the things in his hands on the table: "Zheng Jianguo, this The book director asked me to give it to you, and the class leader said don’t be late for the anatomy class in the afternoon."

"Ok, thank you, monitor Liu."

Zheng Jianguo declined the title of study committee member. Zhang Yun saw that the class leaders were all women, so she suggested to Yang Linglie that he add a male deputy monitor. He immediately pushed Liu Dongliang out, and there were no other competitors. Under the circumstances, this man became the only male student in the class committee.

Zheng Jianguo nodded his head and got up to send him away and closed the door. The book on the table was the same English journal that he deliberately left at Director Ye’s house before. After opening it, he calculated the time and knew that the loan period was about to arrive in two days. .

When he picked it up and opened it, he saw a piece of paper falling out of the page. Zheng Jianguo picked it up and looked at the title of the book listed above. His eyes suddenly lit up, and then he turned it over and found nothing else, and he understood that it was. Mr. Director has set out the key points for himself.

Only soon, Zheng Jianguo discovered that the key plan of the director was the same as the self-study series he was looking for for the university entrance examination. They were all based on the book. Fortunately, he looked at the titles of seven or eight books. After gnawing, he also wrote down what was not found and destroyed the note.

For almost a month, he didn’t even read it. Zheng Jianguo originally wanted to study the contents of the journal, but he didn’t expect it to be so long. After thinking about it, he locked the dormitory and returned the book, waiting for him to return. It was not long before the afternoon class started.

"Will we see the corpse?"

When the class bell rang and went to the classroom, Zheng Jianguo heard a voice whispering next to him. After raising his eyes, he met four or five pairs of bright eyes, and he honestly approached the four boys. , I didn't think Liu Dongliang was also talking about this question: "I don't know if it will let us get started?"

Obviously it was about 1:00 in the afternoon when the sun was at its highest. Zheng Jianguo actually felt a sense of shady, and he also had opinions on the deputy squad leader who disturbed the military's mind. MMP is what he wants to say most at this moment. The real world The unknown is not terrible, and most ordinary people will never encounter it once in three lifetimes.

The really scary and most terrifying thing is this kind of scary situation, but Zheng Jianguo usually has a bad relationship with these four. After thinking about it, he decided to open his mouth and say: "In general, the teacher is also our teacher. All right."

Zheng Jianguo’s tone is not good. This is because Liu Dongliang has spread the negative emotions, and now everything he says is in vain, plus the four people have a bad relationship with him, several people including Liu Dongliang To hear is to close your mouth, and then start silent communication with your eyes.

Zheng Jianguo looked at the appearance of the four, and raised his brows: "The general teacher is also a speechless teacher. They can't teach you how to learn in words, but use their own bodies. They selflessly help people like us. Medical students should familiarize themselves with the structure of the human body and help you, me, and him to save the wounded after studying hard.

They are willing to donate their bodies in order to enable us to learn better. This kind of selfless dedication deserves the respect of anyone, especially medical students like us. If you feel the spirit of their dedication, you will feel more comfortable. Will learn better."

Zheng Jianguo's voice disappeared. Two people entered one after the other at the door of the classroom. In front was a middle-aged woman with short hair, and in the back was the counselor Yang Linglie. His eyes swept across Zheng Jianguo's face and said: "This is Director Zhao Zhen of our college. Teacher Qi is temporarily unable to come. Director Zhao Zhen will lead everyone in this topical anatomy class. Director Zhao, shall we go?"

"Hello everyone, this is Zhao Zhen. This classmate said it was good. His purpose is also to relieve the fear caused by everyone's nervousness. However, he did not clearly state that the source of fear is a psychological barrier. Opening anatomy courses in a short period of time mainly allows everyone to overcome this obstacle quickly.

You may become a doctor or a researcher in the future. Your academic performance can only prove whether your intelligence is qualified. In other disciplines and professions, as long as this is up to the standard, you can be called competent, but you must become a doctor. Or a medical researcher must increase the mental state assessment on the basis of qualified intelligence.

Different from the situation faced by other disciplines and professions, we need to study in the future, and the target of the research is our individual people. If we don’t study well now, we are joking about future lives. If some of you are too scared to attend this class The anatomy class can be brought up at any time during the class, and the school will arrange for you to transfer to another college."

After Zhao Zhen spoke expressionlessly and turned to leave the classroom, Yang Linglie quickly said: "Let's go to the autopsy room, and everyone will follow."

Hearing that those who are unqualified will be assigned to transfer to another school. A dozen men and women will be able to keep up with the boring state before. Zheng Jianguo can’t help but praise Zhao Zhen’s approach. It is straightforward that you will change your major if you fail to learn. He also changed his major, so his fear was suppressed when it came to his future.

"Zheng Jianguo, do you have a doctor at home?"

Yang Linglie, who had led out of the classroom, was at the end. Looking at Zheng Jianguo, who was expressionless, he nodded and said: "Almost, my dad is a barefoot doctor. He has seen many people since childhood. Corpses, hot, cold, good and rotten."

"——"

Yang Linglie looked at this guy in a dazed expression. It was the first time he heard someone describe it like this. Fortunately, he had a deeper understanding of the status of this guy. After all, he was a graduate student. The exaggeration of other students is also in line with his perception of this state: "Well, later, you will take Liu Dongliang and Zhang He and the others to find the teacher.

"Go fishing—"

Zheng Jianguo raised his brows. He thought that most of the teachers were kept in the morgue, but he didn't expect to use them again-such a thought flashed through his mind, and then he thought of the conditions for running a school at this moment. Looking at the male and female students in front of him with implied pity, he has vaguely guessed what the state of the teachers is now.

The autopsy room is located at the northwest corner of the experimental building, far away from a large tiled house of other buildings. When you get close, you can see a sign with the word autopsy room hanging on the door. After twenty people followed in, Zheng Jianguo found It was like being in the shower in a big bathhouse. The difference was that the faucet was replaced by a hanging white coat. Zhao Zhen took off the white coat under one of them, only to find that there were a pair of plastic gloves on the hanger: "Everyone, put on the coat and bring it. Gloves, you guys go and fish for Teacher Da Ti inside, and the girls follow, and Teacher Yang will take you to the dissection room."

"Okay, Zheng Jianguo, you lead the team."

Yang Linglie silently glanced at Zhang He, who had a different expression. The big beard on his face had been shaved, and his hairstyle had become a small flat head. He glanced at the girls behind him and found that half of their faces were also different. One of them was white, and I felt that it was far behind the group of people back then: "You keep up, and let you see it is to help you overcome your psychological barriers. Everyone thinks that you are doing this to save the wounded. Generally, teachers It was for this reason that they donated their remains, and their spirit is worthy of our respect--"

Zheng Jianguo ignored Yang Linglie’s pre-test counseling, put on a white lab coat and latex gloves and went to the door, picked up a mask and put it on his head tightly. Li Dongliang behind him learned to put it on, and he opened the plastic curtain in front of the door. When I walked in, I saw three large concrete pools lined up from left to right, just like the large bathhouse he had soaked outside the school not long ago. The difference is that the concrete pool is not water, but has become soil. The yellow formalin immediately resisted the smell of the tip of his nose and found the hook and rope on the wall next to him, turned his head to look at Li Dongliang with his eyes wide open, and said, "Go over there and push the cart."

"Ahem, it tastes so--"

Zhang He followed Li Dongliang to the corner and pushed the car. His pale eyes looked at Zheng Jianguo, who had already picked up the hook and set it on the cement platform. He saw that the student had bent down and fished something inside. He soon followed. Following his movements, something wrapped in plastic cloth floated up, and then a voice came: "The rope is not enough, you two take the rope—"

The remaining two boys seemed silly. As Zheng Jianguo's voice sounded, they stared motionlessly at the things he pulled up from the pool. Zhang Yun, who followed in, looked pale and turned to the corner to pick up a few. Cut the rope and ran to the front: "Is it enough?"

"Liu Dongliang is here to pull, I will set the rope."

Zheng Jianguo let go of the two dumbfounded boys in the distance, and turned to Liu Dongliang and Zhang He who were dumbfounded next to him. At this moment, Yang Linglie followed in to see him, and ran to the side to help him catch the hook. He opened his mouth and said, "Come on, two girls, take the stretcher over there and let go, and then put the car—"

Yang Linglie hadn't finished saying a word, someone next to him opened his mouth: "Oh--"