Chapter 102: Mr. Peng Was Pissed Off

Vice President Chen was also looking at Nan Ming, feeling a little puzzled.

The school allows changing majors. Every year, 10% of the places are opened, and students are allowed to apply freely. As long as they meet the regulations, they can change majors by themselves.

However, it is extremely rare for a certain college to name a certain student.

Not to mention, the person who called the important person was still at the best medical school of Qingyang University.

How could a freshman attract so much attention?

For Vice President Chen, things like staying up late at night and treating guests are trivial things that cannot be seen. Besides, Nanming has no great achievements, so Vice President Chen doesn't know much about it. .

Nan Ming got annoyed when he heard this.

It must be Mr. Peng's fault!

He was so angry, he was even more angry than being informed by Li Jie repeatedly.

His life is his own decision, even his parents, relatives and friends have never interfered with his decision, this old Peng actually wants to interfere with his life trajectory?

Did this old man have a brain twitch?

So the tone of his answer was a bit stiff: "No!"

Vice President Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. The student's behavior was a little strange.

The School of Medicine is the best department of Qingyang University, much better than the Institute of Computer Science and Technology. After coming out, you don’t have to worry about work. Don’t you even think about it?

"Student Nanming, I suggest you think again. To put it frustratingly, our Institute of Science and Technology can only rank in the top ten in Qingyang University, but the School of Medicine is the stable number one. Whether it is going abroad or working, It's much easier than in the Institute of Computer Science and Technology..."

go abroad? Work? To put it bluntly, if Nan Ming wanted these things, would he use them to go to college?

Outside the door, Li Jie was also thinking in his heart, hurry up, go, agree! You are gone, and I am also relieved!

Suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and an idea suddenly emerged.

At the beginning, Nanming was the Institute of Economics and Information Technology, so he was forced to transfer to the Institute of Economics and Information Technology.

If Nan Ming was transferred to medical school, would he also be transferred to medical school?

Once this idea popped up, it would never go away. The more Li Jie thought about it, the more likely it was!

When he came to the Institute of Computer Science and Technology, Li Jie could barely accept it in his heart. After all, young people have a relatively high degree of acceptance of computers, so it is not too difficult.

But in medical school... Li Jie doesn't want to be a doctor with a scalpel all day long!

"Why is this..." Li Jie stood outside the door, his whole body froze.

It was as if there was an extra furnace in the body, and the sweat was pouring out.

His life trajectory is actually tied to Nanming. He must defeat Nanming. Nanming is in the Institute of Science and Technology, and he must defeat Nanming in terms of computer and information technology. Nan Ming is in medical school, and he wants to compare with Nan Ming whose scalpel is better, faster and sharper!

He had no choice, and no power to choose, he was like a magnet tied by a rope, with a rope at one end, held in the man's hand. One end is a magnetic pole, firmly manipulated by Nanming.

At that moment, Li Jie felt that he was really too pathetic, pathetic to the extreme.

"Can't go! Can't go!" He yelled desperately in his heart, for fear that Nan Ming really agreed by accident.

"No." As if hearing his words, Nan Ming's answer was forceful.

At this moment, Li Jie even felt a sense of gratitude. Fortunately, fortunately, Nan Ming did not agree!

"Okay then, since that's the case, I'll refuse the medical school." Vice President Chen served tea to see off the guests, and Li Jie quickly hid in a corner.

When Nan Ming went downstairs, Li Jie came out from the corner, staring at Nan Ming's gradually shrinking back.

He didn't dare to resist his father, he was like a fighting dog, no matter who the enemy his father pointed out to him, he could only have one choice, kill him, or be killed by him!

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"What did you say? Well, thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you..." In an office of the medical school, Dean He Lun hung up the phone, and smiled wryly at Mr. Peng who was waiting next to him, "Nan Ming refused."

"Refused? This kid actually refused? You...why don't you think of a different way..." Mr. Peng was angry.

"There's no way. After all, transfer is a matter of mutual consent. If he doesn't want to transfer, there's nothing we can do about it." He Lun was also very helpless. Although he was the dean of the medical school, he was not the king of heaven.

Even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu cannot forcibly reverse the will of others.

"Deputy President Chen said that Nan Ming was very angry... Teacher, I wonder if you have any misunderstandings? Why don't I find a way to ask him out, let's find a place and have a good chat?" Having risen to the level of dou qi, He Lun felt more and more that this so-called junior brother might not be a simple junior brother.

Old Peng stood up tremblingly, and wanted to go out.

No matter what happens today, he will find this bastard and ask him what he thinks!

If you don't find him, he will die of anger!

After taking two steps, Mr. Peng suddenly felt dizzy for a while, he felt a thump in his heart, and secretly said that he was not good.

Then, the body lost its strength and slowly fell to the ground.

Behind him came He Lun's exclamation: "Teacher! Teacher!"

The ward was immaculate, and the air conditioner made a humming sound, driving out the scorching heat.

It's the end of September, and the heat is still hot. The big sun outside makes people's heads ache, but the ward is very cool and comfortable.

Mr. Peng gradually woke up from his deep sleep, and looked around blankly, where is he?

Opening his mouth, he wanted to speak, but it was very dry, so he could only whisper: "Water!"

"I want to drink water, you won't get up and pour it yourself!" An annoying voice came from the side, who didn't know how to respect the old and let the virtuous.

No wonder Nan Ming was angry. Nan Ming received a call saying that Mr. Peng was about to die from a cerebral hemorrhage. He was so frightened to death that he rushed over regardless.

In order to rush over, he also strengthened the self-balancing car, and drove fast all the way, attracting the attention of many people, for fear of being late.

If Mr. Peng really died, he felt that no matter how powerful he was, he might not be able to save the dead, so he couldn't care less.

Moreover, Mr. Peng's situation was too serious. Nan Ming strengthened several medicines one after another, which pulled Mr. Peng back from the gate of hell.

Leaving aside what consequences this will bring, just talking about the energy consumption is enough to make Nanming's heart ache.

The energy that just reached 50 degrees has dropped to 30 degrees now.

However, he couldn't just ignore it and let Mr. Peng really die.

So, Nan Ming simply broke the jar, didn't you want to trouble me? I'm not polite to you anymore.

"You boy!" Hearing this voice, Mr. Peng was so angry that he wanted to jump up. If it wasn't for his current weakness...

If it weren't for the weak body now...