When a doctor opened a plug-in

"Yang Yi, calm down! Don't be arrogant!"

"If you go back, can you change? Can't you be more rational?"

"How rare is our opportunity..."

Yang Yi's colleagues couldn't help but persuade.

"I'm also very angry, but...we want to stand up, not on blood."

"It's strength, brother!"

"Besides, when you go back now, what do your parents think, what do your leaders think? Aren't you wasting a few years?"

"Can you think about real issues!"

For a while, the atmosphere stagnated again.

To be honest, everyone is also very complicated.

After all, this is not as simple as giving up an item.

What they want to give up may be a future!

It's really hard to choose!

But... at this time, someone got up and said: "I want to go home too!"

A voice followed, faintly sounded: "I will return!"

Everyone turned around and found that it was the weak and weak little girl who didn't like to talk on weekdays. She... seems to be about to graduate from her Ph.

She just gave up?

Yang Yi felt some heat in his face.

It turns out that many people think the same as themselves.

He is not a single one.

She is not the last.

One after another, more than half of the people are ready to return to China.

"Don't they think we are not important? We just let them see. Without us, they wouldn't be so easy."

"Yes!"

"What did Professor Chen work so hard for? Isn't it for the development of neurosurgery in our motherland?

He has done his best for this dream.

Even if we are not able to fight the injustice for him, we must wipe away the tears for him to comfort him and tell Professor Chen that someone actually supports him silently behind his back!"

"Tomorrow I'm going to King's College Hospital to find Dane and be fair to Professor Chen!"

"I am going too!"

"Add me!"

One after another, a small gathering in the evening became a pre-war coordinator.

These students gathered together and were ready to charge.

Tonight, doomed to sleepless.

They tore off the sheets, wrote banners, and wrote letters on their clothes...preparing slogans.

...

...

No words for a night!

Early the next morning, less than eight o'clock.

A group of people wearing five-star red flags stood at the door of King's College Hospital!

The group of people held banners in their hands that read: "Fair!"

They don't want much, just a fair.

But the most rare thing in this world is fairness!

Forty or fifty people, they wear a five-star red flag.

Perhaps to be precise, their clothes were painted with red flags.

This group of people stood neatly outside the hospital, very eye-catching!

The security guard stopped them and couldn't get in at all.

Although demonstrations in foreign countries are legal, they are often seen.

But their behavior also caught everyone's attention instantly!

"Chinese flag?"

"What are they doing?"

"Fair!? What happened?"

...

The people coming and going around looked curiously, not understanding what was happening.

But I couldn't help but take pictures and posted them on Twitter and Facebook.

"Yang Yi? What are you doing? Why are you here for so many things?" A professor recognized Yang Yi who was standing in the front row and quickly stepped forward to persuade.

Yang Yi frowned: "I have more important things to do!"

"For example?" The professor thought it was funny, because Yang Yi rarely talked back to him.

Yang Yi is an obedient student in their hearts.

Let him do what he does!

As long as he was taught something, he would never say the word "no".

Everyone calls him "yesman!"

However, this time Yang Yi rejected him.

Yang Yi resolutely said: "Fairness! We need to ask Chairman Dane why Professor Chen Cang has not won the World Neurosurgeon Award!"

John was stunned when he heard the sound.

He glanced at John and shrugged: "Ok, waiting for your good news."

John has nothing to say about Chen Cang's failure to win the prize.

However, after walking a few steps, he turned around and said: "Because there is only one Chinese in the evaluation expert and presidium of the World Association of Neurosurgeons."

"This is fairness."

John said these words very interestingly.

After listening to everyone, the first feeling was anger, but... if you think about it carefully, maybe this is really fair.

Why is there only one Chinese in the jury and the bureau?

In a fashionable phrase...

Why should the efforts of several generations of people in these countries be surpassed by a talented young doctor Chen Cang for several days?

To put it bluntly, many countries have made great contributions to the World Neurosurgery Federation!

This is fair!

but……

Is this really fair?

Do not!

this is not!

Yang Yi shouted at John: "No, no, no! This is not fairness in the true sense!"

"This is an excuse, science should be judged fairly, not history!"

John is not looking back!

When Dane arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Yang Yi ran directly, followed by a group of people and stopped the car!

"Chairman Dane, we want to be fair!"

"Why did Professor Chen Cang not win the prize?"

"It's not fair!"

...

Seeing this group of people filled with righteous indignation, Dane did not answer.

Instead, contact the security department directly and call the police.

This group of students is already a gift!

To be honest, he didn't care at all.

Because Dane is the chairman or not, it's not the people who have the final say, Chinese scholars have only one voting right!

but!

That afternoon.

One after another.

Many Chinese students have undergone withdrawal operations one after another, and the members of the PhD mobile station have also terminated their contracts!

When many contracts were sent to the dean's office.

The director of neurosurgery is a little worried.

but!

Dane looked at the application, took the stamp in his hand, and sealed it.

"Pass!"

"Pass!"

by!

All passed!

Seeing this scene, the head of the department was stunned.

He didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"Dean Dean, will it be... a bad influence?"

Dane shrugged: "I followed their advice."

"They followed their heart's wishes."

"Very good result!"

"As for their ideals...hehe...

tooyoung, toosimple, toonative!"

After Dane finished speaking, he didn't care.

Instead, he said: "Complete our interventional research as soon as possible, or if this group of people leave, speed up the development of interventional neurosurgery."

Then, Dane said mysteriously: "When I was young, it was very expensive to want dignity."

"It doesn't matter if they leave, nerve intervention...hehe..."

"The gap will only get bigger!"

...

ps: Write two chapters first, there will be tomorrow, everyone rest early...

Oh, maybe everyone is asleep...

Haha.