I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 153 No.17 Sprint Conference
As a music studio in a small county,

Don't make noise. The business of the studio can only be described as bleak.

At least Yu Wenxing came three times,
Twice, I saw the young man sitting at the front desk idly playing with his mobile phone.

Hearing someone knock on the door, the young man raised his head.

"you you."

The originally good "Hello" just didn't say it out,

The boy screamed again,
"That person is here again!!"

Yu Wenxing knew this kid would be like this, walked in the door with a wry smile, and Chen Zhaoli came out from behind leaning on a cane.

Yu Wenxing was ashamed,
It seems that Chen Zhaoli's injury was really not serious, and he was still on crutches for two months.

"What are you doing again!!"

Chen Zhaoli was upset.

"I want to buy a musical instrument."

Yu Wenxing pointed to the guitar hanging on the wall,
This is what he knew yesterday.

"You buy musical instruments?"

Chen Zhaoli looked Yu Wenxing up and down, "Can you not spoil them?"

Yu Wenxing was very angry at that time,
I admit that my singing is ugly!
But you never even heard me play the guitar,

How do you know I'm spoiling them?

"You just say whether to sell it or not!"

If it wasn't for Yu Wenxing who really didn't know where else in this county was selling this thing, he would have already left.

But for my music dream,

Yu Wenxing can't help it.

I had no choice but to swallow my breath.

"Do not sell!"

Chen Zhaoli was also stubborn.

"You sell me one!"

Yu Wenxing begged,
This is his dream!How can it be so easy to say give up.

"Selling them to you is ruining them, don't sell them!"

Chen Zhaoli's temper has come to the fore, but he doesn't want to sell it.

"Sell me one, I will buy it today."

Yu Wenxing roared,
Chen Zhaoli was speechless.

Damn, I've never seen such a cheap person before.

Don't you sell it?

He insisted on buying,

In his heart, he sighed silently for a certain musical instrument that was about to arrive in Yu Wenxing's hands, and said silently: May there be no Yu Wenxing in heaven. After that, Chen Zhaoli nodded, "Okay. What do you want to buy?"

"lucky"

Originally, Yu Wenxing wanted to talk about the guitar,

But then I thought about it, "What musical instrument do you think is suitable for me to buy?"

This is what he learned from the video yesterday,

Some people are suitable for guitars,

Some people are suitable for the piano,

Everyone is different,
So Yu Wenxing wanted to hear Chen Zhaoli's professional opinion.

"you???"

Chen Zhaoli looked at Yu Wenxing again.

"for me"

Yu Wenxing paused, "Of course not too expensive, I can't afford it."

"How about this, I'll recommend you the one with the highest cost performance, which is more in line with your temperament, and it's not difficult to learn, what do you think?"

Chen Zhaoli asked.

A sense of gratitude welled up in my heart, almost wet my eyes.

He is helping himself!

did not expect,
I just misunderstood him,

did not expect,
He turned out to be a noble person, a pure person, a person who got rid of vulgar interests.

"thanks, thanks."

Thousands of words were gathered into one sentence, "Brother, please advise."

Chen Zhaoli pondered for two seconds,

"I think a whistle suits you better."

"Mouth? Whistle???"

Yu Wenxing almost roared angrily.

finally,
After all, Yu Wenxing didn't buy any musical instruments from Chen Zhaoli.

But Chen Zhaoli still gave him a book very sincerely.

"One Hundred Ways of Whistling".

Yu Wenxing almost tore up the book.

Deng Liming slept in the director's office for a full day, and the yang energy finally returned to his body.

As a result, I looked at the phone,
100+ missed calls.

Deng Liming almost peed at that time.

Take a closer look,
Dean Wu 7,
Dean Chen 14,
Wang Zhu 89.

Deng Liming hurriedly called Dean Wu back,
The phone rang, and the voice of "have a drink," "oh, drink more" came from the other end of the phone,

"Dean Wu."

Deng Liming spoke immediately.

"Deng Liming?"

Dean Wu's tone was already a little erratic,
"Yes, Dean Wu, I am today"

"Why don't you come to the No. 17 sprint meeting of the hospital's second-class hospital review today!?"

Dean Wu asked angrily.

Deng Liming's face darkened,
special,
No.17 sprint conference,

How many times do you have to rush?

Although I thought so in my heart, I didn't dare to say it, "Dean Wu, it's like this, Professor Gu Jianjun has been asking me for something today, and I chatted with him all day."

no way,
Deng Liming found a reason.

"Gu Jianjun?"

Dean Wu seemed to think for a while before recalling the godfather he almost recognized yesterday, and his tone became more serious, "Deng Liming! Do you know who you eat under?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Dean Wu, drink, don't hide your drink somewhere."

There was a shout.

"Come right now! Come right now!"

Dean Wu replied with a smile, and then changed his tone,
"It's not an example!"

"Yes Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Deng Liming wiped off his sweat and called Dean Chen and Wang Zhu again.

Dean Chen didn't answer.

Wang Zhu took it, and recounted Dean Wu's core thoughts on the No. 17 sprint meeting to Deng Liming, who was almost hypnotized again.

After talking for half an hour, Wang Zhu finally stopped.

"Brother, do you remember?"

"remember."

Deng Liming said a few perfunctory words, hung up the phone, drove home, had a meal, and took a shower.

took a bath,
Deng Liming quickly logged into QQ.

"Professor Gu, are you there?"

"?"

After a long time, Gu Jianjun returned a punctuation mark.

"Are you busy?"

After waiting for a long time, Gu Jianjun replied with one word.

"kindness."

Deng Liming didn't know what to do.

ask?

Others are busy, and it seems a little bad to disturb others by myself now.

don't ask
Deng Liming really wanted to know again.

At this moment, Deng Liming was chatting with his beloved girl like a young boy in his prime.

"what's up?"

Fortunately, without making Deng Liming wait, Gu Jianjun replied.

"Oh, that's right, Professor Gu, do you know that there is a disease called congenital absence of appendix?"

Deng Liming hurriedly linked his index fingers with both hands, like a master of one-finger meditation, and typed out such a sentence quickly.

"Congenital absence of appendix?"

Gu Jianjun replied in seconds.

"Yes, do you have this disease?"

"Of course there is, but it's rare. I seem to have seen it on JAMA before."

"JAMA?"

Deng Liming was stunned for a moment,
what is this?
Deng Liming's English proficiency is probably at the level of being able to read 24 English letters.
Of course he knew the four letters,

And can read it proficiently.

"Hmm, what's up?"

Gu Jianjun asked.

Deng Liming didn't care what JAMA meant.He hurriedly said: "Professor Gu, it's like this. I met a patient with congenital absence of appendix today. I haven't read about this disease in domestic journals, so I want to write a case. Do you think it's okay? "

"Congenital absence of appendix?"

Looking at these words, Gu Jianjun became distracted,

(End of this chapter)