The office door is pushed open.

Two young people walked in almost shoulder to shoulder, wearing blue and yellow sweaters inside, white coats of medical students on their outside, and student sneakers on their feet. Their face was more chicks than Xie Wanying and Geng who had entered the clinical internship for a year...

One of them had very familiar facial features. Xie Wanying recognized him as Mr. Lu’s grandson Zhang Shuping at first sight.

Another young man is the same height as Zhang Shuping, wearing glasses, gentle and stylish, with a more fashionable bangs, and his expression is more active than Zhang Shuping. Since this man called him dad, he could imagine that it was Mr. Du, the son of Mr. Du and Zhang Shuping, who were the same classmate, Du Mengen.

"Who are they?" Du Mengen looked at Xie Wanying and the others in the office and showed some curiosity.

As a doctor's son, I came to visit my father's workplace since I was a child. I generally know who there are people around my father. His father is a professor, and the students and subordinate doctors he brought in could not be so young, at least in his twenties like Dr. Zheng.

These two men seemed to be about the same age as him. Du Mengen looked at him and walked closer to see Xie Wanying and the others clearly, with a warning in his eyes, obviously guarding against a terrible competitor of the same age in front of him.

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

"Who?" Dumonen asked back.

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

It seems that I have heard of such a thing, Du Mengen held up his glasses again: "What are they doing here for my dad? Is it a paper with my dad?"

The professor only needs to give advice to the country so that he will not have time to lead an intern to do basic operations.

It was probably because of his son's nagging that Du Haiwei was in seclusion alone. Du Haiwei turned around and asked his son who was present: "What are you here to do?"

Interesting. The son asked his father what his students were doing. The father asked his son directly what he was doing.

Du Mengen said: "Shuping and I don't have classes today. We come to visit our dad and help you with your work."

"Why didn't you have classes today?"

"I originally agreed to arrange internship classes, but the clinical teacher said he didn't have time to take it, so he delayed it until next week. The counselor asked us to study for ourselves. Self-study was so boring."

Clinical medicine is a technical subject. It is better to read a book in the clinic and take a look and do more. As long as the smarter students want to study medicine seriously, they understand it. How could Du Mengen not seize the convenience of his father to study.

It seems that the doctor's children are all very smart.

Du Haiwei would not refuse his son's desire to learn and said, "Don't cause trouble."

If you want to learn, be good.

Received. Du Mengen saluted his father on the spot.

Du Haiwei turned his head and didn't know how to say good things about this son. His son was young and lively. He said he was more like his wife than he was.

"Dad, what are you looking for? Do you need me to call Dr. Zheng or Dr. Zuo?" Du Mengen took out his cell phone. In terms of understanding his father's degree, his son has an advantage. On weekdays, his father's academic information is all sorted by these two lower-level doctors.

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

This morning, Teacher Du went out of the clinic and said hello to the department, so he would not go back to the ward to check in.

The number of outpatient clinics in Grade A hospitals is huge, and there are long queues of patients in front of each 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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