Chapter 1779： 【1779】Teacher Son

Chapter 1779 [1779] Teacher Son

The office door opened.

Two young men walked in almost side by side. They were wearing blue and yellow woolen sweaters, medical students' white coats, and student sneakers. The breath on their faces was a year earlier than when they entered the clinical practice. Xie Wanying and classmate Geng looked like chicks.

One of the facial features was very familiar, and Xie Wanying recognized it at a glance as Zhang Shuping, the grandson of Teacher Lu.

The other young man is the same height as Zhang Shuping, wears glasses, and is gentle, with bangs that are more fashionable, and his expression is more active than Zhang Shuping. Since this person called Dad, it can be expected that it is Teacher Du's son Du Mengen, who is a classmate with Zhang Shuping.

"Who are they?" Du Mengen saw Xie Wanying and the others who were in the office, showing some curiosity.

As the son of a doctor, I have been visiting my father's work place since I was a child, and I generally know who is around my father. His father is a professor, and the students and lower-level doctors with him can't be so young, at least in his twenties like Dr. Zheng. . .

These two people seem to be about the same age as him. Du Mengen looked at him and then approached to see Xie Wanying and the others. There was a guard in his eyes, obviously guarding against the appearance of a terrible competitor of the same age in front of him.

"I know who they are." Zhang Shuping took his arm and said.

"Who?" Dumont asked back.

"It's the doctor Xie who helped my grandma treat her illness and was admired by my uncle." Zhang Shuping said.

As if he had heard of such a thing, Du Mengen adjusted his glasses again: "What are they doing here with my dad? Doing papers with my dad?"

Professor only needs to point the country, and will not have time to bring an intern to do basic operations.

It is estimated that his son's nagging voice knocked on Du Haiwei's world of thinking in retreat alone. Du Haiwei turned around and asked his son, "What are you doing here?"

interesting. The son asked what the father's students were doing. The father directly asked his son what he had come to do.

Du Mengen said: "Shuping and I have no class today. We will come to visit Dad and help you with your work."

"Why don't you have class today?"

"Originally, it was good to arrange a trainee class, but the clinical teacher said that he didn't have time to bring it, so let it be delayed until next week. The counselor told us to study by ourselves. Self-study is so boring."

Clinical medicine is a technical discipline. It is better to go to the clinic to see and do more. As long as smart students want to study medicine seriously, they will understand. How could Dumont not take advantage of Dad's convenience here to study.

It seems that the children of the doctor's family are all very intelligent.

Du Haiwei would not reject his son's desire to learn, saying: "Don't make trouble."

You can learn if you want, be good.

receive. Dumont gave Dad a salute on the spot.

Du Haiwei turned his head, not knowing what to say to this son. The son is young and has a lively personality. It is better to be more like his wife if he is like him.

"Dad, what are you looking for? Do you need me to call Dr. Zheng or Dr. Zuo?" Du Mengen took out his mobile phone. In terms of how well he knew his dad, his son had an advantage. On weekdays, my father's academic materials were compiled with the help of these two lower-level doctors.

"No." Du Haiwei seemed to think clearly, and said to them, "Put the documents back. Prepare to go to the clinic."

Mr. Du was out of the outpatient clinic this morning and greeted the department, so he did not go back to the ward for rounds.

The outpatient volume of the top three hospitals is huge, and there are long queues of patients in front of every famous doctor. However, even if it is a famous doctor, there is also a gap between famous doctors and famous doctors.

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(end of this chapter)