"What are you doing?"

Finally, Mao Xiaoqin heard the noise outside and interfered with her treatment of the patient, so she came out and asked.

Unintentionally, he also helped his son out of trouble.

"Why are you here?"

Mao Xiaoqin was surprised when she saw Chen Zhu: "Aren't you going to have class today?"

In front of so many people, Chen Zhu didn't really want to tell the real reason, so he said nonsensically: "It's almost time for the exams, which are all self-study classes. I was so confused when I did the questions, so I went out for a walk."

"oh."

Mao Xiaoqin glanced at her son and said nothing.

She was the one who took care of her son during the most critical two years of his junior year in junior high school and his senior year in high school. She had never heard of Chen Zhu getting dizzy while answering questions.

Now that I'm in college and the pressure is much less, can this situation still happen?

Mao Xiaoqin guessed that it was inconvenient to say, so she pointed to the bench in the corridor: "Then you can sit here for a while and eat in the hospital at noon."

"And you..."

Looking at the young nurses who gathered at the door with springy eyes, Mao Xiaoqin frowned: "Is there anything you can do?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

After all, Mao Xiaoqin is the deputy director of the department, and she is somewhat dignified when she is serious.

And maybe this is the future "mother-in-law". Although the possibility is very small, who can say for sure?

The young nurses ran away one after another, but before Xiaoru left, she glanced at Chen Zhu with some souvenir, probably hoping that Chen Zhu would come over and ask for a Qiuqiu number.

Chen Zhu pretended not to see it and only talked about stocks with Guan Xiushu.

In fact, Aunt Guan's current attitude reflects the true psychological state of most investors.

Since the beginning of December last year, the stock market has been in turmoil. After clearing his positions, Chen Zhu jointly published an article in the newspaper ""Recognize the situation, give up illusions, Big A can no longer hold on"".

At that time, it was almost ridiculed by most investors.

The CUHK Study Network also suffered, and its customer service staff were ridiculed by these boring netizens every day.

Later, the stock market did not improve, but continued to trend downward.

The shareholders whose interests had been harmed were furious and could not find any other outlet, so they could only come to abuse the customer service of the learning website.

It can be said that from mid-December to early January, the company's customer service staff were scolded almost every day.

It’s all the classic Chinese quintessence, and Zhang Guangfeng and the others are almost immune to swear words.

Until one day, a stock investor suddenly said: "You, Mr. Chen, are right. I really regret not listening to him at that time."

The company's customer service staff began to think that this was another round of strange evil.

However, more and more investors are expressing this attitude, and there are fewer and fewer abuses. More and more people sincerely regret and praise Chen Zhu.

Because the current stock market has fallen below everyone's imagination.

When one by one had to cut off their flesh and leave, looking at the bloody wounds, they thought it would have been better if they had listened to Chen Zhu's words.

That's how people are, if they don't feel pain, they won't regret it.

Nowadays, among many private stock trading groups, Deng Zhi of Yangcheng Evening News, Professor Zhu Kaishan of the School of Economics of Jinan University, and Chen Zhu, a freshman student of Sun Yat-sen University, are affectionately called "whistleblowers of the stock market crash."

Without the abuse, the popularity of the website may drop slightly, but Study.com no longer needs that kind of "black and red" popularity.

On the contrary, Chen Zhu has also gained a lot of good reputation, after all, people like this kind of reversal of the plot.

After Mao Xiaoqin finished writing the case for the last patient, she came out and saw her son and Guan Xiushu still chatting about stocks.

Although Guan Xiushu also lost a lot, her family situation was good. She lost tens of thousands of dollars, which made her a little heartbroken but far from heartbreaking.

While eating in the cafeteria of the First People's Hospital of the city, Chen Zhu mentioned that he wanted to arrange a bed in the First Affiliated Hospital of the Chinese University of Chinese Medicine for an employee's child with leukemia.

"Didn't you mention it to me before?"

Mao Xiaoqin said dissatisfied: "I have already said hello, why are you skipping class just for this?"

Perhaps in the minds of all mothers, the seriousness of "children not studying well" is at the MAX level.

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Chen Zhu explained to himself, and then asked: "Mom, can you contact professor-level experts at the Hematology Department of the First Affiliated Hospital?"

Mao Xiaoqin thought for a moment: "It's not a big problem. I have a college classmate whose lover's senior brother seems to be a professor in the Department of Hematology Affiliated to the First Affiliated School of Chinese University."

"Are you still going to take this roundabout way?"

Guan Xiushu, who was listening nearby and finally understood the cause and effect, interrupted: "Xiaoqin, have you forgotten? My brother-in-law is the director of the Rheumatology and Immunology Department of the First Affiliated Hospital."

"These two departments have a lot of overlap, so they can be arranged casually."

Guan Xiushu said carelessly.

"Right!"

Mao Xiaoqin slapped her head: "Your Aunt Guan can implement this matter, please ask her to take action."

"Small problem!"

Aunt Guan was also very prompt. She made a call in person and gave Chen Zhu a number.

He said that this is the contact information of the assistant director of the Department of Rheumatology and Immunology of the First Affiliated Hospital. Just contact him at the hospital.

While Chen Zhu expressed his gratitude, he was also sighing secretly.

In China, if an interest group wants to develop and grow, in addition to its own core competitiveness, it also needs to have a good relationship with the four professions: doctors, police, lawyers, and teachers.

This is not only beneficial to you, but also helps your friends solve problems.

But what is interesting is that these four professions are all jobs that civilians can be qualified for after passing the exam.

So much so that it goes around and around, eventually forming a closed loop about [learning].

Those three years in high school are indeed the most cost-effective way for ordinary people to change their lives.

good good study, day day up!

…

After settling the matter of beds and doctors, Chen Zhu simply didn't go back to school. He called Wan Xulin first and said that arrangements had been made and he should send his daughter over as soon as possible.

But before coming to Guangzhou, go to the local police station to apply for a Hong Kong and Macao pass.

In 2008, it was not possible to apply for a Hong Kong and Macao pass in another place, and could only be applied for at the place of residence.

Wan Xulin didn't know what Chen Zhu meant, but since his boss had such a request, Wan Xulin could only obey it.

Next, Chen Zhu returned to his office in Science and Technology Valley, picked up a leaflet from the Study Network and took a ride to Hwa Gong.

This is not only to provide students from Hunan University of Technology with something to do when they return to their hometowns during the winter vacation, but also to expand the influence of the learning network;

By the way, it was also to help Huang Baihan and Mou Jiawen break the ice.

Although the winter vacation time for universities in Guangdong is similar, there are still some subtle differences.

For example, CUHK has final exams on the 22nd and winter vacation around the 26th.

However, the Chinese engineering school will be two days late, with final exams on the 24th and winter vacation around the 28th.

When he arrived at his alma mater in his previous life, Chen Zhu was not polite and called Mou Jiawen directly.

However, after meeting, Chen Zhu suddenly felt a little dazed.

I haven’t seen her for two months, and Xiaomu has grown her hair long. Her hair is not very short to begin with, but when she grows it deliberately, it makes her look a bit long and fluttery.

With her little tiger teeth exposed and her slim waist crotched, the image of a lively little beauty in college emerges.

"A woman's eighteenth transformation, Xiao Mou."

Later, when he asked someone to do something for free, Chen Zhu smiled and flattered him: "If you dressed like this in high school, would the school beauty be Song Shiwei?"

When she heard the first sentence, Mou Jiawen was actually quite happy. She bared her teeth and nodded with a smile.

But when Chen Zhu moved Song Shiwei out, Mou Jiawen immediately rolled her eyes: "Please be sincere when you praise others. How can Weiwei and I compare?"

"Even if she goes back to high school, she will be the second most... third most beautiful woman in the world."

Mou Jiawen said "humbly": "Except for Weiwei and Yu Xian from the art class, there was really no girl more beautiful than me back then."

"Ha~"

Chen Zhu curled his lips.

It can be seen that Xiao Mou is somewhat self-aware, but not much.

This is the third most beautiful woman in the world.

"What do you want from me?"

Mou Jiawen looked at the bag of flyers in Chen's hand and almost guessed what she was going to do. After all, Chen Zhu had said hello before.

"Library, canteen, study room..."
To be continued...