Slightly dim light, the old professor looked at the two, asked the eyes, but with clear expectations.
Obviously, Jiao Yang and Mingkun are very satisfied with the scheme of the volunteer group.
He is old. Although he wants to be charitable and repay the society that raised him, people have to serve him. No matter physically or spiritually, they are not enough to support him and carry forward larger and wider philanthropy.
He thought that he could only leave with such regret in his life, but unexpectedly, the two young people in front of him put forward such a feasible charity plan.
This is exactly what he wants to do, but has not been able to do!
At the moment, Professor Robert regards Jiao Yang and Mingkun as his hope. No, it's not only his hope, but also the hope of those poor people.
He wanted these two young people to realize their ideas, but he also had to be rational.
He knows how difficult this road will be and what responsibilities they will take once they take this step.
He is not sure whether these two grades are not as big as his own, and whether he can bear such responsibility.
And he, can help them to do, he has tried his best to complete, after the road, I'm afraid he can help very little.
Before he really started, he felt that he needed to reconfirm with these two young people. Are they really ready to start forming this volunteer group?
Are you really ready to take on the responsibilities you're going to face?
"Give up?"
Jiao Yang stops his chopsticks, frowns and repeats. He pauses, glances over Professor Robert and turns to Mingkun beside him.
And Mingkun also stopped eating and looked at Jiaoyang.
The two people's eyes met, it seems that only in that moment, there has been communication in Lingsi, and each other has got the other side's affirmative answer.
Then, Jiao Yang turned his head and looked at Professor Robert.
"That's out of the question."
At this time, he has bright eyes, firm eyes, sonorous words and powerful intonation.
"No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will stick to it. It's not only for you and me, but also for those who are waiting for us to ask for help. It's a very meaningful thing!"
"Yes, Professor, no matter how many obstacles we may encounter, we will stick to it. I think that there should always be someone to add warmth to this society. Then why not us? We are doctors. It's our responsibility to save the dying and heal the wounded. It's what every medical student should do to publicize this responsibility among more people and help more people. "
Ming Kun followed suit, with a firm and affirmative tone.
Time may make a lot of memories blurred, but Jiao Yang can never forget the excitement and gratification in Professor Blott's slightly turbid eyes that night.
Later, he could not remember the conversation very clearly, only vaguely. That night, the three people chatted very late, and even Mingkun, who was not a drinker, drank several cups one after another. They had nothing to talk about, and the atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable.