Chapter 460: Who is your teacher, 459?
“I’ve already decided,” Song Yan Ning spoke with a decisive tone. She didn’t have that kind of leisure ti to join the dical team.
Principal Zhang and the class advisor exchanged glances, then helplessly shook their heads. If it were them, they certainly wouldn’t pass up this opportunity. This could not only add points during college entrance exams, but also, if Song Yan Ning really had dical skills, the dical University would directly admit her.
“Song Yan Ning, your teacher still hopes you can consider it,” the class advisor said earnestly. She truly didn’t want Song Yan Ning to give up such a good opportunity, an opportunity that countless people couldn’t even beg for.
Song Yan Ning gave a faint smile, said nothing, but her attitude had already made her decision clear.
Seeing Song Yan Ning return, Mo Xier quickly stepped up to her, “Song Yan Ning, what did the class advisor want with you? It wasn’t because you took an extended leave and got criticized for it, was it?”
“No,” Song Yan Ning smiled and shook her head, then walked over to her seat and sat down.
“That’s good,” Mo Xier let out a sigh of relief, and handed her notebook over to Song Yan Ning, “This is the note I took for you. Have a look, if there’s anything you don’t understand you can ask .” Song Yan Ning had been absent for over a month and was certainly far behind. With the notes, she would know what the key points were.
“Thank you!” Song Yan Ning accepted the notebook. It was a gesture of goodwill from Mo Xier, and she naturally wouldn’t refuse.
Mo Xier smiled and shook her head, “We’re friends. It’s only right that friends help each other. Class is starting, I should get back to my seat.”
“Okay,” Song Yan Ning nodded, looked at the notebook in her hands, and flipped it open to see it was thoroughly detailed.
When Dean Liu arrived at the school, Principal Zhang imdiately welcod him warmly. No one could guarantee they would live a healthy life until old age; getting to know one more doctor friend was beneficial.
“Dean Liu, please take a seat!”
Dean Liu sat down on the sofa, and when he saw Principal Zhang going to make tea for him, he stopped him, “Principal Zhang, no need to busy yourself, I have brought my own tea,” he said, shaking the teacup in his hand.
Principal Zhang put down the tea canister, picked up the hot water flask, and approached Dean Liu, “Let top up the water in your tea.”
Dean Liu opened the lid of his teacup and placed it in front of Principal Zhang, “Principal Zhang, have you spoken to Song Yan Ning?” His purpose here was to et Song Yan Ning and invite her to join the dical team, to go abroad with them and let foreigners see the broad and profound dical skills of Huaxia.
Principal Zhang set the hot water flask aside, took a seat opposite Dean Liu, “I’ve spoken to her, she declined.”
“Declined? Why?” Dean Liu was surprised. Such an opportunity was one that many doctors couldn’t even beg for. This trip abroad was to bring glory to their country; even if Song Yan Ning did nothing, it would be greatly beneficial for her future, whether it was for applying to dical University or becoming a doctor, it would be an honor for her.
Principal Zhang shook his head, “I’ve tried persuading her, but she’s quite resolute.”
Principal Liu pondered for a mont, “May I see her? I’d like to talk to her personally.”
“Of course, I’ll have her class advisor call her over right now.” As he spoke, Principal Zhang stood up, walked over to the desk, and picked up the phone.
The class advisor entered the classroom, whispered sothing to the math teacher, and then looked at Song Yan Ning, “Song Yan Ning, co to the office with .”
Song Yan Ning internally sighed. Without guessing, she knew why the class advisor called her.
Following the class advisor to the principal’s office, Song Yan Ning saw not only Principal Zhang but also an elderly man. With silver hair at his temples and a gentle face behind gold-frad glasses, his refined deanor gave a very favorable impression. There was no need to guess; he was Dean Liu.
Dean Liu, seeing Song Yan Ning, imdiately smiled, stood up, and regarded her intently. Although he knew Song Yan Ning was a high school student, he was still sowhat surprised when he saw her. She was so delicate it was impossible to imagine she possessed dical skills.
“Song Yan Ning, let introduce you,” Principal Zhang smiled as he introduced Dean Liu standing beside him. He still hoped Song Yan Ning would change her mind.
“Dean Liu!” Song Yan Ning nodded to Dean Liu.
Dean Liu returned the gesture with a smile, “I’ve heard you saved Liu Hua. May I ask who your teacher is?” He was well aware of Liu Hua’s condition, a case even he was powerless to treat.
“It was my grandfather who taught ; my grandfather is Yang Lisheng,” Song Yan Ning said.
“Yang Lisheng? The Master of Chinese dicine, Yang Lisheng?” Dean Liu looked at Song Yan Ning in surprise. No wonder her dical skills were so strong; she was Yang Lisheng’s granddaughter.
“Yes,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
“How is your grandfather?” Dean Liu was delighted. Yang Lisheng was his senior, and he had always admired and respected him, but Yang Lisheng had long since left Beijing, making it impossible to find him for advice.
“My grandfather is very well,” Song Yan Ning said with a smile.
“Your grandfather is my senior. When I first joined the Chinese dicine hospital, your grandfather was already a celebrated na in Beijing. Ti flies indeed, it has already been over forty years,” Dean Liu lanted. He had just graduated from college, full of youth back then, and now his hair was gray.
Principal Zhang pointed to a seat nearby, indicating for Song Yan Ning to sit down.
Song Yan Ning stepped forward and sat down beside Principal Zhang.
“Song Yan Ning, you’ve probably heard about the purpose of my visit,” Dean Liu continued when he saw Song Yan Ning nod, “Our dical team is going to Korea. During the last dical exchange, we lost to Han Zaiye from Korea. After winning the competition, Han Zaiye had sothing to say. He claid Huaxia’s dical skills all originate from Korea, that Korean dical skills are the legitimate ones, and that your Huaxia dical skills are rely copies.”
Song Yan Ning nodded again, staying silent.
“This dical exchange is our chance to redeem ourselves, and I hope you can join us,” Dean Liu earnestly looked at Song Yan Ning, hoping she would agree.
Song Yan Ning smiled lightly, “Thank you, Dean Liu, for your high regard, but my dical skills are modest and not suited for attending a dical exchange. You should seek soone more skilled.”
“Song Yan Ning, you don’t have to be modest; your dical skills are truly excellent, which is evident from your ability to treat Liu Hua. I hope you’ll consider it,” Dean Liu looked at Song Yan Ning sincerely. She was the granddaughter of a Master of Chinese dicine; how could her skills not be good?
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