When she returned to the dormitory, she met Du Moyou, who had just gotten off work, and the two chatted a few words, only to learn that Du Moyou's parents had begun to force her to go on a blind date.

Du Moyou also asked her if she had considered when she would get married.

The question — she thought it would be a year before she could get an answer.

Of course, the feelings of the little girl made Du Moyou can't help but gossip about her and Zhong Zhicheng.

Wen Lu told the truth, "Nothing, it's all groundless." Your younger brother Du Moliang and Zhong Zhicheng are also friends, doesn't he take care of you a lot? I remember that he instructed you in the practical part of your skills training exam. ”

Du Mo Yununu nose, "Don't mention it, he was stricter than the practical teacher at that time, and he didn't want to go through it for the second time in his life, so he passed the exam at one time." ”

Wen Lu laughed out loud, Zhong Zhicheng's stern look? She'd never really seen it, but she was a little curious.

"According to what you say, you should let him give guidance to the students of the whole college, then no one will hang up on the practical operation of our college," Wen Lu thought that Zhong Zhicheng might really have that ability.

"Makes sense," Du Moyou also chimed in.

The two laughed and went back to bed.

Wen Lu's dormitory was empty because Mu Huanting moved away, and the photo of the two when they went out to play was still hung on the wall with the door. Mu Huanting didn't take any of them away, thinking that she wanted to leave them all to Wen Lu.

Wen Lu took the photos off the wall, took out the album in the drawer, put the photos into the album one by one, and clamped them.

This week, her mentor, Ms. Cui, asked her to translate a literature on cataract treatment, and Wen Lu was still busy in the office when Wen Luan's phone call came.

"Sister, isn't your aunt these days?" Wen Luan asked bluntly.

Wen Lu was embarrassed, if it weren't for Wen Luan is his brother, she would have scolded him a long time ago, "No, what's wrong?" ”

"I have a few Häagen-Dazs gift certificates from the gym, and I bought them for you to eat today," Wen Luan said with a little pride.

"You have that money to keep for yourself," Wen Lu didn't need Wen Luan's care beyond his ability, "If you want to care about me, you should take care of yourself first." ”

"The gift certificate, it doesn't cost much," Wen Luan said again: "I heard that it is a limited edition of Qixi Festival, and it will definitely be gone if you buy it next weekend." ”

"Okay, good," Wen Lu really lost to him.

"You see how conscientious my brother is, my sister doesn't have a boyfriend, and my younger brother wants to buy you a gift for Qixi Festival," Wen Luan said deliberately.

"Click-" Wen Lu hung up the phone, not wanting to hear Wen Luan's boastful words about not being nutritious.

There is still a lot of work in her hands, and she can afford to compete with Wen Luan.

Her office is actually a pediatric conference room, and as long as there are no meetings, this is where she studies and works.

Her mentor, Mr. Cui, is a great person, an old pedant, rigorous and stubborn, and very serious on weekdays, even harsh.

When Du Moyou knocked on the door and came in, Wen Lu was still thinking about how to translate the words in the literature into Chinese more appropriately and smoothly.

She looked back at the knock on the door.

Du Moyou walked in, "I want you to help me send this material to the Phase I clinical laboratory in Building 1." I have a child here who has come into the operating room in an emergency, and I want to follow up to see it. ”

"Okay," Wen Lu agreed, "you go quickly, and I'll leave it to me." ”

This is also what she does the most in pediatrics on weekdays - running errands.

The first phase of the laboratory is a joint project between the hospital and some pharmaceutical companies, and it is also a profitable project for the hospital.

Wen Lu arrived at Building 1 and was about to go to the office where the materials were handed in, when a group of people came not far away.

The leader was the dean of the first hospital, walking side by side with him, Wen Lu fixed his eyes and took a closer look at Song Yan.

The two seem to come and go, talking and laughing.

When Song Yan saw Wen Lu, his face was overjoyed and he wanted to say hello, his previous title was almost about to come out, but he immediately changed his words, "Wen Lu-"

Wen Lu also took a few steps to catch up.

The dean looked at the people who came over, and there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect Mr. Song to know Wen Lu, and sure enough, beautiful girls are liked everywhere," Dean Yao said half-jokingly, "Wen Lu is a recognized beauty in our hospital, and she is still used in the promotional photos on the official website." ”

Song Yan was beautiful in his heart, Wen Lu was already very beautiful, but that was his brother's vision.

Speaking of Wen Lu, Dean Yao couldn't help but appreciate it from the bottom of his heart.

It's about Wen Lu's famous beauty, and it's also about the excellent qualities that he saw with his own eyes that Wen Lu put patients first.

"Last time there was a small car accident, I was injured at the same time as another driver, Wen Lu passed by and called the emergency number, and took the lead in comforting the driver who was more seriously injured, but put me aside, the dean," Dean Yao was dissatisfied, but he was relieved in his heart, "Later, several students in the emergency department told me that she was also a student of our hospital." ”

Song Yan was overjoyed, he really wanted to take a voice recorder to record all the dean's words, show it to his brother to listen to, and keep him as a good person.

Wen Lu was a little shy, holding the materials and standing aside, a little cramped and at a loss, "Dean, Mr. Song, I'll hand in the materials," she took the opportunity to quickly slip away.

Dean Yao nodded, acquiescing that she could leave.

Song Yan kept looking at Wen Lu's distant back.

"She will definitely be a good doctor in the future," Song Yan said bluntly.

"No, she may not have the opportunity to work on the clinical frontline," Dean Yao explained, "She is a master's degree and is not qualified to participate in the regular training, and she will have to wait until she graduates to see if the hospital agrees to her to participate in the regular training." ”

Only when you get the training certificate can you officially become a doctor.

This is the difference between Wen Lu and Zhong Zhicheng and Wen Luan, and why Wen Lu has no salary while Zhong Zhicheng and Wen Luan have a salary.

Song Yan's expression darkened, "Can't you give her a chance?" ”

"This - the recent training plan for new masters in clinical specialties is still being discussed, and we still have to listen to the opinions of experts as to what the results are," Dean Yao told the truth.

"What if Tiansheng Pharmaceutical invests another two million in the first phase of the drug experimental project?" Song Yan had to come up with a capitalist method to deal with what Dean Yao thought was difficult.

Dean Yao smiled, "I think those experts are very willing to expand their investment in their projects. ”

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"Oh my God!" When Mu Huanting saw the message pushed by the hospital's official public account on her mobile phone, her jaw dropped in shock, "Did you see it?" The official announcement said that the clinical master's degree will also be rotated in departments! After graduation, you will be able to participate in the regular training assessment without restrictions. ”

Wen Lu looked puzzled and incredulous, picked up her mobile phone and checked it in person, only then did she confirm that it was the official news, "Why is there no sign at all?" This is a major reform! According to the routine of the hospital, shouldn't someone raise an objection first, then hold a meeting to discuss, distinguish the pros and cons, and then draw a conclusion and make it public? ”

So many links were saved, and there was no warning at all.