Chapter 398

"Gerald, what can I do for you?" Asked Arthur Ronan.

"Mr. Ronan, my course has been replaced. Our headmaster said that someone better than me has replaced me." Gerrard said it as if he were complaining.

Arthur Ronan frowned. "Since you have been replaced by someone better than you, what can be said is that you are not good enough."

"I checked the information of the person who replaced me in the open class, and the guy didn't even hear about it. Even before that, he had only one class, and he was a substitute for others, and he was not a professor of Neurosurgery, but now he wants to replace me. How can I be reconciled?"

"Let other departments take the place of you for neurosurgery open class?" Arthur Ronan's face was a little ugly.

Although Gerrard is not the top of Neurosurgery, and even worse than himself in his major, he believes that the professors of other departments cannot be better than Gerrard in neurosurgery.

"Yes, I even doubt that there is any black curtain in it."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I hope that you can expose him in class and let him show his true colors. At least you should let the school know that there is a specialty in art, rather than a layman to replace me."

"When was the open class you were replaced with?"

"In the afternoon."

"Yes, I have time in the afternoon. Let's go to your school."

Gerrard, with a cheerful face, backed by Arthur Ronan, was not afraid of being unable to beat the man down.

As long as his first open class is questioned in public, and the doubter is still the authority of Neurosurgery, then it will see how he has the face to continue to stay.

If Gerrard is an expert in neurosurgery, Arthur Ronan is the authority.

Let alone Los Angeles, even California, and even the United States, Arthur Ronan is the top neurosurgery authority.

"Sir." Just then, Gerard was stopped.

Gerrard turned around and found that he was a stranger.

My hair is a little loose. I look like I'm in my fifties, but I'm dressed appropriately.

Just to see how familiar this man is?

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Asked Gerard.

"How can I get to the principal's office, please?"

The more Gerard looked at the man in front of him, the more familiar he felt: "what do you want to do with the principal?"

"Oh, I've just been informed to become an external faculty member of the University of Los Angeles, and I'm here to report today."

"You are Mr. Hill nandez?" Gerrard finally recognized the man in front of him. In the authority of Neurosurgery, hill nandes, who is known as the scalpel, has almost perfect personal record, and has outstanding performance in many super high and rare neurosurgery operations.

His rank is even higher than that of Arthur Ronan, with more than 30 years of experience.

For him, it seems that all operations are open-ended.

Unlike ordinary doctors, they refuse to see the operation with super difficulty, so as not to affect their success rate.

"Oh, do you know me?" Hill nandes had some accidents.

"We met at the California Medical Exchange Conference a year ago. Have you forgotten?"

"Sorry, I don't have a good memory." Hill nandes replied with a smile.

All of a sudden, Gerrard realized the problem.

Is hill nandes the one who will replace him?

If that's the case, then I'll kick the iron plate.

This made Gerrard a little scared: "Mr. Hill, which department do you want to be a lecturer?"

"My major is neurosurgery." Said Hill nandes.

Gerrard's heart leaped. If it was hill nandes who replaced him, he could only let Arthur Ronan stay away this afternoon.

To avoid embarrassment, hill nandes is not an ordinary person, and his strength is obvious to all. Going to his place and smashing a scene will only smash his head.

"But I'm not a professor, just an external teacher."

"Ah?" Gerard was stunned for a moment, but soon came up with some hope: "Mr. Hill nandes, with your professionalism, there should be no school that can refuse your professorship, right?"

"No, I'm not good enough, far from good enough. I heard that there are many excellent professors of neurosurgery in Los Angeles University. In addition to teaching some professional subjects, I hope to be able to communicate and learn with my peers." Said Hill nandes.

Gerard was relieved to hear hill nandes.

It seems that it's not hill nandes. Hill nandes is just an ordinary lecturer. He is responsible for professional teaching.

Generally speaking, open class is at least an associate professor or a successful person invited by the school from the society.No matter how professional hill nandez is, as long as he is not an associate professor or above, he is not qualified to speak in public class.

"Mr. Hill, I'm Gerard and a professor of Neurosurgery, but in front of you, I dare not call myself an expert."

"Mr. Gerrard, then we'll have more communication later."

"By the way, Mr. Gerald, you need to notice that not every professor in our school is worthy of his name. For example, there is a person from another department who is going to speak in the open neurosurgery class this afternoon."

"Oh? Layman? "

"A person who has only one substitute class, holding the title of Professor, actually wants to open a public class."

"Yes."

"I think neurosurgery is a very profound and difficult subject. I hope my students will not be misled by a layman, so in the afternoon class, I will expose the real level of that person." Gerrard said: "I also hope Mr. Hill can help me."

"Yes, but I need to make sure that the person is not really professional." Said Hill nandes.

"Of course, that's for sure."

"I'll go to the principal's office first to go through the entry formalities."

"Then I won't disturb Mr. Hill. The principal's office is in that building. There is a sign at the door of the second room on the left from the fourth floor."

"Good bye, Mr. Gerald."

Gerrard took two steps, saw a big man coming in front of him and said, "tiger, you're out of the hospital."

"Well, Mr. Gerald." Tiger also responded to Gerrard's greeting.

"Tiger, do you have a chance to earn extra money?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gerald, I'm done with this job." Tiger shook his head.

Since he was taught by Chen Yu last time, Tago has not lived.

On the one hand, it has a great influence on one's reputation; on the other hand, it's afraid of encountering another one that can't be provoked.

Moreover, if this kind of thing spreads to Chen Yu's ear, I'm afraid it will provoke him.

"It's not about you hitting people."

"Oh? Isn't it a hit? "

"A layman robbed my open class. I need you to question that layman in class. One thousand dollars."

It's an easy business. It's a good business for him who is short of money.

"Don't you want me to do it?"

"Yes, as long as you question it."

"By the way, you can help me to find some supporting scenes of your boxing club. It's better to be able to make a fuss with you then."

"It's extra money."

"Yes."