Shenyang.
Yang Yi dragged his luggage through the familiar alley.
People around greeted him enthusiastically.
"Little Yang is back!"
"Wow, how’s England?"
"Old Yang would be so happy to know you’re back!"
...
Yang Yi smiled and responded to these neighbors one by one.
As he walked away, people turned to look at Yang Yi, giving him thumbs up.
"Old Yang raised a good kid!"
"Yeah, a Ph.D., a returnee, now he can just wait to enjoy life!"
"But it’s been quite a struggle, studying until 31, then going abroad, the Old Yang family has had it tough, but now, their tough tis should be over!"
"Who wouldn’t agree? Old Yang’s family is doing well now."
...
Listening to the neighbors’ praise and envy, Yang Yi’s steps suddenly hesitated.
He used to co back ho full of cheer, but this ti, Yang Yi felt heavy steps, almost unable to lift his feet.
Just as the neighbor said.
For an ordinary family, supporting him to study up to Ph.D. was really difficult.
Moreover, his father... injured his right leg in an early accident, walking with a limp, depending on his mother’s elentary school teacher salary to support the family.
Yang Yi is the hope of this family.
Also the only chance for this family to change its fate.
Finally, Yang Yi arrived at the door of his ho, a ground-floor unit in an old community. Ever since his father had difficulty with his legs, he sold the third-floor apartnt and rented the ground floor.
Originally could have bought it, but considering Yang Yi’s schooling, job, and buying a house for marriage.
Old Yang couldn’t earn money himself, so he simply saved the house money in the bank as a large fixed term.
Standing at the door, Yang Yi hesitated for a long ti before mustering the courage to knock on it.
Soon, a middle-aged woman with an apron, short hair, and slippers opened the door. Seeing Yang Yi, her eyes were both surprised and joyful!
"Xiao Yi?!! You... you’re back!"
"Mom!" Yang Yi saw that his mother seed even more haggard, and felt a bit heartbroken.
Although in the past two years, he lived frugally and sent a lot of money ho, but... his parents never bore to spend it.
After all, Yang Yi didn’t have a house or marriage yet, as parents they were quite worried too.
The postdoctoral station has a handso salary.
In the country, it’s two to three hundred thousand a year, not to ntion those big foreign institutes.
"Quick! Co in!"
The woman said excitedly, calling into the house, "Old Yang, your son is back!"
Upon hearing this, Old Yang, limping, also ca out and seeing Yang Yi was initially happy, then couldn’t help but frown: "Why are you back now?"
"Didn’t you say there were still two months left?"
Yang Yi was about to explain, the woman hurriedly said: "Alright alright, it’s just noon, let’s talk while eating!"
Old Yang stayed silent.
Yang Yi, however, was very quiet.
The quieter he got, the more the woman felt sothing might be wrong.
Old Yang inhaled a cigarette, White Hongtashan, several yuan a box.
The family happily ate the al, but Old Yang couldn’t resist asking:
"Why suddenly back?"
Yang Yi knew, there’s no hiding it in the end.
The woman couldn’t help but give Old Yang a look, smilingly she said: "If he’s tired, can’t he co back and rest for a couple of days, and he didn’t even co during the New Year this year!"
"Missing ho?"
Looking at his parents, Yang Yi took a deep breath, gathered courage, and directly said: "I resigned. I already terminated the contract!"
This sentence stunned both of them!
Resigned!?
This... This...
Upon hearing this, Old Yang’s face changed drastically.
Everything was fine, graduation was near, suddenly an end to the contract?
What on earth happened!
Old Yang looked at his son, ready to speak.
Yang Yi directly laid out the whole story!
"Our demands were never addressed, we couldn’t get any fairness there, I was the most hardworking, most talented, and the highest achiever in the unit, but my treatnt... wasn’t good!"
"Then we applied for withdrawal, termination..."
"This ti, all 45 of us are back!"
After saying this, Yang Yi kept his head down, not daring to lift it.
He felt guilty towards his parents!
Just as his companions said, impulse and passion co with a price!
At this mont.
Yang Yi suddenly heard the sound of a table being slapped.
Yes, it was Old Yang!
He hadn’t changed a bit.
Yang Yi was already prepared to be reprimanded.
But!
The voice that reached his ears was:
"Good! Well done!"
"Yang Yi, this is the proudest thing you’ve done in your over thirty years!"
"Outrageous, it’s clearly bullying!"
"Professor Chen Cang is so capable, I know all about Professor Chen, so capable but no award, obviously disrespecting us Chinese!"
"Why go there? To be ridiculed? Contribute when being discriminated against?"
"Dream on!"
For a mont, Yang Yi was dumbfounded.
He didn’t expect such a scene.
He turned to see his father, standing in the living room, limping, shouting at the foreigners. Although just a disabled small citizen, his figure was surprisingly resolute!
Suddenly, Yang Yi felt touched.
The understanding from his parents was his greatest relief.
Everything is alright now!
Finally alright!
"Mom and Dad, I’ll go look for a teacher tomorrow, the Shenyang Military Region General Hospital shouldn’t be a big problem."
"Besides, I went out to study for the technology, not for so piece of paper."
"I have skills, have education, no need to worry!"
Yang Yi stood up and said.
...
...
The sa situation didn’t only occur with Yang Yi.
When these people returned from Britain, looking at their parents, superiors, and teachers at ho.
They surprisingly received forgiveness!
It turns out...
Before the country, in the face of national dignity, everyone’s attitude is equally firm.
Perhaps they are just ordinary international students.
Perhaps they have no power or influence.
Perhaps they are only 45 people, with no impactful influence ford.
However, they followed their hearts.
Their actions appear to never expect any reward.
...
...
After attending the award ceremony in Beijing, Chen Cang didn’t linger much and directly returned to Anyang.
Started the next work phase.
The World Federation of Neurosurgical Societies didn’t award Chen Cang, but he didn’t mind.
He is concerned about the organization seemingly having so prejudice against Chinese neurosurgery.
They seem not to put much importance on him...
After returning, Chen Cang and Academician Shou Weixiang continued research on interventional technology auxiliary tools.
Neurosurgery?
Heh!
Soon, a thod called neuro-intervention will mature!
By then, many techniques you pride yourselves on will beco outdated.
This day, Xue Zhengren personally ca to Anyang and found Chen Cang.
"Professor Chen, I think... I need to show you sothing."
Xue Zhengren looked at Chen Cang and said earnestly.
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