C1149 I'll Write It out Tomorrow
C1149 I'll Write It out Tomorrow
Entertainment Chess: "..."
He had no choice but to shut his mouth.
He sat to the side, watching his stomach growl as he ate.
Without thinking too much, he got up and went to get himself a meal. When he came back, he found that his seat had been taken by a few people!
When he walked closer, he realized that it was actually the five directors who had just left.
This time, he didn't dare to get any closer, and just held the plate stiffly to the side.
Zhuo Zhengqing saw him with his sharp eyes and recognized him as the number one assistant.
"Brat, get over here!"
Entertainment Chess shook and immediately walked over obediently.
"Vice Principal Deng, Chairman Mo, Chairman Zhuo, Dean Yue, Chairman Xia." Leisure Chess greeted the several bosses respectfully.
Zhuo Zhengqing waved impatiently and pointed to an empty seat for him to sit down.
How could he dare to resist? Just like a prisoner being interrogated, he put down his dining plate and sat down, waiting for the orders from the seniors.
"Which department are you from?" Zhuo Zhengqing asked.
"Bone …" "Orthopaedic."
Mo Jingkai's dark gaze immediately shot over.
The game sat up straighter.
"You!" Mo Jingkai slowly said, "Write down a feeling of 100 thousand words or more for me. Also, don't miss a single word that the little girl said before and after the operation!"
"…" Entertainment Chess was stunned for a moment. "Ah?"
"What? Did you hear that?" Mo Jingkai stared at him.
If he finished the last mouthful of rice in the bowl, he would gently put down the tableware and look up at them.
"Write it in a paper." If he sighed lightly.
Simply writing a hundred thousand words wasn't a simple task either. Just writing it out for the few old men to see was a bit of a waste.
If it was written in the form of a paper, the old geezers could still send it to the medical journal after they had finished reading it.
Earning some money for the script was also good.
Entertainment Chess looked at "if" in shock.
As a thesis...
"But... This is your operation … "
If a doctor's thesis were to be published in a medical journal, his name would be equivalent to opening the door to the world of medicine. The more valuable his paper was, the louder his name would become!
Even if he writes down the name of the doctor who performed the operation and returns the credit, others will first see his name on the paper.
This preconceived advantage...
Most of the academic achievements were destined to fall to him.
"I have something I need to busy myself with. Either you write it or you don't." If you pick up the juices, stick the straw in and take a sip.
As for the things he was busy with, he was very clear about them.
Didn't she want to make a 10-hand desktop technique to obtain the key to the database?
All the medical personnel in the Imperial Capital Hospital knew about it.
"Then... When I finished writing, I added your name? " "In the form of a joint paper."
"No need." If he thought about it and rejected his suggestion, "Don't jabber on like a woman."
The game ended.
"That's right. Lad, don't dilly-dally. Go back now and write. Stop eating and go quickly!" Zhuo Zhengqing immediately answered, "Let me take a look at the first draft tomorrow!"
Entertainment Chess: "..." How could it be written tomorrow!
"Young lad, don't listen to that old fellow. You better write properly. You must write properly. If you have any problems, come and find me! We can discuss it together! " Mo Jingkai glared at Zhuo Zhengqing and spoke to him like a kind elder.