Two young men walked in almost side by side. They were wearing blue and yellow woolen jackets, medical student white coats on the outside, and student sneakers on their feet. The aura on their faces was that they were a year older than entering clinical practice.
Xie Wanying and classmate Geng look a little like fledglings...
One of them had very familiar facial features, and Xie Wanying recognized him at a glance as Teacher Lu's grandson Zhang Shuping.
Another young man is the same height as Zhang Shuping, wears glasses, is polite, has more fashionable bangs, and has a more lively expression than Zhang Shuping. Since this person called him dad, it can be expected that it is Teacher Du who is a classmate with Zhang Shuping.
His son Du Meng was born.
"Who are they?" Du Meng'en looked at Xie Wanying and the others in the office and showed some curiosity.
As the son of a doctor, he has been visiting his father's workplace since he was a child, and he generally knows who is around his father. His father is a professor, and the students and junior doctors he teaches cannot be so young. At least they are like Dr. Zheng.
More than ten years old.
These two people seemed to be about the same age as him. Du Meng'en looked at them and got closer to get a better look at Xie Wanying and the others. There was wariness in his eyes, obviously to guard against the appearance of terrifying competitors of the same age in front of him.
"I know who they are." Zhang Shuping took his arm and said.
"Who?" Du Meng turned around and asked.
"It's the doctor Xie who treated my grandma before and was admired by my uncle." Zhang Shuping said.
As if he had heard of such a thing, Du Meng'en adjusted his glasses again: "What are they doing here with my dad? Are they working on a thesis with my dad?"
The professor only needs to provide guidance and will not have time to lead an intern to do basic operations.
It was probably his son's nagging that opened up Du Haiwei's solitary thinking world. Du Haiwei turned around and asked his son who was present: "What are you doing here?"
Interesting. The son asked his father what his students were doing. The father directly asked his son what they were doing.
Du Meng'en said: "Shu Ping and I have no classes today. We are here to visit Dad and help you with your work."
"Why don't you have class today?"
"Originally, it was planned to arrange a internship class, but the clinical teacher said that he didn't have time to take it, so he asked us to postpone it until next week. The counselor asked us to study on our own. Self-study is so boring."
Clinical medicine is a technical subject. It is better to go to the clinic to see more and do more hands-on work than to read books. Any smart student who wants to study medicine seriously will understand. How could Du Mengen not take advantage of the convenience of his father to study.
It seems that all the doctors' children are very smart.
Du Haiwei would not reject his son's desire to learn, saying: "Don't cause trouble."
You can learn if you want, just be good.
After receiving it, Du Mengen saluted his father on the spot.
Du Haiwei turned around and didn't know what to say to his son. He was young and had a lively personality. 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 Meng'en took out his mobile phone. In terms of how well he knew his father, his son had an advantage. On weekdays, dads
All the academic materials were compiled with the help of these two junior doctors.
"No need." Du Haiwei seemed to have thought clearly and said to them, "Put the documents back. Get ready to go to the outpatient clinic."
Teacher Du went out to the outpatient clinic this morning and said hello to the department. He will not go back to the ward for ward rounds yet.
The outpatient volume of tertiary hospitals is huge, and there is a long queue of patients in front of every famous doctor. However, even among famous doctors, there is still a gap between famous doctors.
