For a surgeon, Parkinson's appearance is equivalent to directly ruining the future and future!

What academician?

Bullshit!

Nonsense!

Zhou Hongguang sat on the ground, next to it was a wine bottle, white and red.

Her hair was wet and covered with scalp, and she looked like a decadent middle-aged man.

This is the most prosperous street in the capital, with one of the most promising liver transplant surgeons in China, and an empty dream.

Nothing hurts more than a broken dream!

Nothing is more vulnerable than hope of losing.

Zhou Hongguang sat on the steps, looking at the feet beside him, the familiar leather shoes, the familiar smell, the familiar... but he didn't dare to raise his head and look at Teacher Chen.

It's gone!

Everything is gone!

What dream?

What future?

Haha, now it’s just an illusory dream!

Zhou Hongguang felt that God was really teasing him.

Obviously I have a chance!

Obviously I can.

Why do you need this?

A nearly unexpected operation made Zhou Hongguang say goodbye to the surgical stage.

However, the doctors in the hepatobiliary surgery department of the entire 301 Hospital knew about it.

I thought that it would not take long before the news that I became a useless person would spread throughout the capital!

No……

Maybe it has spread all over now.

Looking at Chen Cang's footsteps, Zhou Hongguang knew that maybe he... was already famous, right?

One month's academician selection!

For Zhou Hongguang, it has become a sarcasm.

What can I do after I finish writing?

In the end, it was still a waste!

Why.

Chen Cang took the initiative to reach out and reached in front of Zhou Hongguang: "Get up?"

Zhou Hongguang shook his head.

I'm embarrassed.

Chen Cang continued, "What a big deal!"

When Zhou Hongguang heard this, he immediately looked up excitedly and widened his eyes, looking at Chen Cang in a complicated way: "What a big deal?"

"This is my biggest dream in my life!"

"I finally had the opportunity to realize it, but now... it's shattered!"

"Do you know the sound of the dream shattering? That's it!"

While he was talking, he picked up the wine bottle and slapped it directly on his head!

"That's right!"

Blood slowly flowed down.

Chen Cang remained silent, he knew... this was just an external trauma.

What really hurts is internal injuries!

but……

He still stretched out his hand: "Who said Parkinson can't be treated?"

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It's really stuck today.

After sorting out the outline, it finally went well.

Tomorrow is the last day of July, I kneel down and beg for monthly tickets... Please!

Big guys, please give me a monthly ticket, it’s the last day… not doubled.
Chapter completed!