Chapter 983: Internship unit (fifth, ask for monthly pass)
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Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)
- 汉宝
- 1023 characters
- 2021-01-29 05:01:43
"Professor Fossell has been so irritable?"
Willian asked a student in a low voice, and in the office of Professor Fossell, the sound of beatings kept coming. Fiction.
"No, the former Professor Fossler was a very gentle person." The student said, "It just seems that the funding for the laboratory has not come down recently, so Professor Fossler has had several disputes with the school."
Fossell was frantically destroying what he could destroy now.
Just when he was going to smash his computer, he stopped again.
The stuff in the computer is too important.
Just then, Fossle's phone rang.
"Professor Fossell, I heard that the school rejected your application for funding. How about it? Would you like to consider my funding support? I can give you more funding support. The research funding given to you in one year is from the University of Los Angeles. Ten years of funding for you over several years, and give you the best equipment and even the best assistant. "
Fossell hesitated as he heard the strange voice on the phone.
This person has been calling himself for the past few years.
But Fossell has been rejecting him.
But this time he was really shaken.
"What do I need to pay?" Asked Fossler.
"You don't need to pay anything, you just need to continue doing research." The other party said, "And I can provide you with experimental subjects, not only the dead, but also the living."
Fausser's face changed drastically, and the other party continued: "You also know that any biological and medical experiment requires clinical trials in the end. You will always use mice for experiments, you will never get the results, even corpses. It is also meaningless to do experiments. Only when you are really living, can you get the final data and prove Camus theory. "
At this moment, a fat man came in the laboratory and pushed open the door of Fossler's office.
"Nicholas, what are you doing here?" Fossle looked at the fat man in a bad voice.
"I was informed by the school that your laboratory will be disbanded and the students who follow you will be assigned to other laboratories."
"No, you don't have this right," Voss called out loud.
"I really don't have this right, but the principal has this right," Nicholas said. "I think you need to prepare and archive the experimental data. I will bring someone to clean up the laboratory tomorrow."
Nicholas did not intend to make nonsense with Fossl, and after explaining his intention directly, he went away.
Foss looked at Nicholas's back, his eyes burst into anger.
"You will regret it!"
...
"Hello, Mr. Waltz, my name is henzhao."
Tim Waltz was surprised that Chen would actually call him.
"Hello, Mr. Chen, is there anything wrong?"
"I have a few students who are going to do an internship, so I want to make them an intern at Shangri-La Hospital."
"No problem, I don't know how many internships you want?"
Since Chen saved his son Huffman, he has also greatly improved Huffman's physical condition.
Tim Waltz kept this in mind.
But on weekdays, he couldn't help Chen.
Now Chen took the initiative to ask for several internships, and of course he would not refuse.
"Two or three." Chen said.
Chen estimated that Evelyn would definitely not be an intern.
It's not that Evelyn's ability is not enough, but that she's special.
As one of the most famous sports stars of the United States, her attention is just like a two-hundred-watt light bulb on her head.
Massey, Leit Grove, and La Boer were three, and Chen was unsure.
"OK, I will arrange three attending doctors and let them follow."
When Chen left the school gate, he saw that Saran was giving him a ticket.
"Hi, dear Miss Saran."
At first glance, Saran saw that the car was old.
So he didn't hesitate and posted a ticket directly.
"Don't be so close, I'm not that familiar with you."
"Let me figure it out. From the moment we met, you gave me a few tickets."
"Let me count too, how many times have you violated the rules."
"Did you finish your meal? Would you like to have a meal together?"
"No, I still have to work." Saran declined Chen's invitation indifferently. "By the way, you are in good shape. I hope I can see you streaking on the highway."
Which pot did not open which pot, Chen's face suddenly smelled.
"I wish you were always in the Ministry of Transport." Chen La opened the door and planned to leave.
Of course, Saran's face also became unsightly.
For her, it was equally pain.
The two broke up.
Chen passed a few streets and planned to go to the supermarket to buy something.
I just parked the car in the parking lot and parked a car behind it. The two got out of the car, both holding baseball bats.
The two seemed to be blocking Chen, and Chen was now standing in the narrow seam.
When Chen came up, a joke lifted the baseball bat and ran over Chen's shoulder.
Chen stretched out his hand, and Chen held the head of the baseball bat.
Chen grabbed the baseball bat and gently gave it to the humbling shoulder.
"Ah ..." Humbling was knocked to the ground.
Another lunatic wanted to come up to help, and was knocked down by Chen.
"Who told you to come?" Chen asked.
The two babbles just howled and didn't speak.
Chen kicked the mumble in front of him: "Who asked you to come?"
"Don't mess around, our boss is the boar king. If you dare to hit us, our boss will avenge us."
"The Wild Boar King? What a silly compulsion to take this nickname?" Chen rolled his eyes and gave him another kick.
The two still want to do a little hard work, but unfortunately Chen kept fighting.
Fight hard without telling the truth.
"We said ... We said, it was Lit Grove ... It was he who spent five hundred dollars and let us hit you." One of them couldn't stand it, and finally told the truth.
Chen's face is all black. His students spend money hiring to beat him?
Chen took out his cell phone and called Tim Waltz again.
"Mr. Waltz, the number of attending interns I need is reduced by one person. Also, do you need someone in the morgue of your hospital?"
"Um ..." Tim Waltz was shocked.
Morgue security? What's the requirement?
"Mr. Chen, are you kidding me?"
"No, I'm serious." Chen said seriously.