"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!
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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..."
Chen Zhu shook the flyers and said, "Distribute them wherever there are many people. This is what Huang Baihan did before."
Suddenly hearing the name of this stinky boy, Mou Jiawen's face froze. She pretended to look at the contents of the flyer and asked disapprovingly: "Is Huang Baihan still sending it out?"
"It's definitely going to happen."
Chen Zhu also complained: "But this guy is a bit too proud to give out the money in a crowded place, so he keeps taking his time."
"you say!"
Chen Zhu spread his hands and said, "Why bother with this little face? Sending out a few more flyers will probably bring more business to Xuexue.com, but he just didn't listen. He didn't know how many good things he missed for the sake of his male self-esteem.
…”
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! That's right! That's what he is like!"
Xiao Mou couldn't help but nod, and she felt that Chen Zhu's words spoke to her heart.
The first time I confessed my love was so sudden, I couldn’t react for a while so I refused.
Then he seemed to be unable to bear the blow, so he kept hiding from himself, refusing to step down or accept the olive branch offered to him. It was really annoying!
"But..."
Chen Zhuben deliberately criticized Huang Baihan so that Mou Jiawen could feel empathy and understanding.
Next, Chen Zhu said earnestly: "Dahuang people are not bad, but they are a bit dull emotionally. They like to get into trouble, and they are easily deceived."
In order to further resolve Xiao Mou's current grievances, Chen Zhu told stories from the past:
"We would argue in high school, and then we would stop talking."
"I had a bad temper at that time, but I didn't expect him to be even more stubborn than me."
"One day I forgot to bring my meal card. I would rather go hungry than borrow it from me."
"In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to give him a meal, and the two of them reconciled."
…
Mou Jiawen found it interesting when she heard this: "Do you boys also have conflicts?"
"Why not?"
Chen Zhu said with a smile: "We are all 16 or 17 years old. Sometimes, it is normal for us to get angry when our words get over the top. It just depends on who takes the initiative to resolve the conflict."
"Be more proactive?"
Mou Jiawen was thoughtful.
"Actually, as long as you are recognized by him, Da Huang can do a lot of things for you without any regrets."
Chen Zhu mentioned another thing: "During my second year of high school, I sprained my wrist while playing feathers. Do you still remember?"
"I have an impression... you seem to be wearing a bandage to attend class."
Mou Jiawen recalled it and said: "But you were a little transparent at that time. You walked with your head down, blushed when you spoke, and your grades were not particularly outstanding. I don't know how you had the courage to pursue Weiwei in your senior year of high school..."
"Okay, okay."
Chen watched Xiao Mou go further and further, which was seriously inconsistent with the topic.
So he quickly pulled it back: "In the month when my wrist was injured, in order to prevent my grades from falling behind, Dahuang copied all the notes for me."
"It's been a whole month."
Chen Zhu said with emotion: "If I were to put myself in someone else's shoes, I wouldn't be able to do it myself."
"That's because you don't have perseverance."
Mou Jiawen said confidently: "If Wei Wei is injured, I can copy notes for her for a month!"
"No, the focus of the discussion now is who is more willing to pay for his friends?"
Chen Zhu rubbed his head. After one semester, everyone has made some progress.
Why is it that Mu Jiawen is still as verbose as she was in high school?
"Let's not talk about Song Shiwei first."
Chen Zhu could only bring the topic back again: "Can you understand what I want to say?"
This time, Xiao Mougan said simply: "Understood! Take the initiative, right?"
"The enemy!"
Chen Zhu gave a "teachable" thumbs up: "Tomorrow I will ask Huang Baihan to go to the second cafeteria to distribute leaflets."
"Although the food in the second cafeteria tastes as bad as shit, there are relatively few people, which is convenient for you to meet by chance."
Chen Zhu made a subconscious comment.
"Goose goose..."
When Mou Jiawen heard Chen Zhu's evaluation of the Second Canteen, she burst into laughter.
But with a smile on his face, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. His face tightened and he asked, "How do you know that the food in the second cafeteria is unpalatable?"
"I……"
Chen Zhu choked for a moment, thinking that I have studied here for seven years, and my understanding of this school is definitely far better than yours.
"Do you often come to see Huang Baihan without telling me?"
Mou Jiawen asked, staring at Chen Zhu with bright eyes.
Seeing Xiao Mou's misunderstanding, Chen Zhu also made up a rationale: "Wen, this is called in-depth field research and mastering first-hand materials, so that we can better help you solve your problems."
"Seriously."
Chen Zhu sighed and said sincerely: "If you and Dahuang can reconcile, there will be one less topic for debate between Song Shiwei and me."
"Ah? Do you and Weiwei also quarrel?"
Hearing this kind of gossip, Mou Jiawen's eyes lit up and she felt more interested in it than her own affairs.
"It's not really a quarrel."
Chen Zhu said with a smile: "Just talking about you, I will speak for Dahuang. Sister Sweet will definitely be on your side."
"That's it..."
Mou Jiawen took the flyer in Chen's hand and said reluctantly: "Well, for the sake of your relationship with Weiwei, I will sacrifice myself and talk to Huang Baihan tomorrow."
"A woman who talks a lot but doesn't mean what she means!"
Chen grinned, but actually he hadn't finished what he just said.
That is, when he and Sister Sweet disagree on something, they both have a tacit understanding not to argue about right or wrong.
Therefore, even though Da Huang and Xiao Mou are in such trouble, it actually does not affect the relationship of "seeing the slightest thing".
"Okay, I'm going back."
Chen Zhu said: "I won't see Huang Baihan today, lest he become wary."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Mou Jiawen also waved her hands happily: "Waiting for the good news tomorrow!"
After Chen Zhu and Xiao Mou separated, they did not leave immediately, but wandered around the school aimlessly for a while.
The end of January is considered the coldest time in Guangzhou, but compared with northern cities, the temperature is at best late autumn.
The white clouds are as gentle as catkins, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.
The sun falls on the bluestone road by the lake, making circles like mottled light and shadow. On the black iron fence of the school gate, dead vines climb, and occasionally an unknown yellow flower appears.
The students from Huatuo passed by Chen Zhu in groups. It was almost time for the holiday. Everyone was very happy, but the final exam was coming soon, so everyone was a little anxious...
Some of these scenery were in Chen Zhu's memory, and some were just discovered by Chen Zhu. Memory and reality gradually overlapped, but he always felt as if he had missed something.
Until I passed the basketball court and looked at the sweaty and shouting boys.
Chen Zhu suddenly realized that Hua Gong was a typical "monk school" and girls were as rare as national treasures.
How can Mou Jiawen look like this and not be chased by anyone in school?
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Chapter completed!