It is also necessary to see a dentist as early as possible. While waiting in the lobby of the building, Xie Wanying saw a long queue lined up at the registration and checkout windows in front of her, so she had to stand aside. At this time, I received a text message from Senior Brother Cao. Brother Cao seems to be having a hard time finding a parking space.
Hospital parking spaces are always full. Tell her to wait for him at the endodontics department on the third floor instead of standing downstairs.
There are no seats in the lobby downstairs, it seems to be better up there. Xie Wanying went to take the elevator to the third floor, wondering if Teacher Lu had come.
Walking to the third floor, there are many patients sitting in the waiting area outside. Fortunately, there are a few empty seats for sitting.
He didn't sit down because he heard footsteps behind him. Xie Wanying turned her head and saw a familiar face.
"Oh, why are you alone?" Seeing her, Teacher Lu slapped his thigh and cried, "Where's Cao Yong? Didn't he come with you?"
"Brother Cao is parking the car." Xie Wanying replied to the teacher.
"There is no parking space for parking, right? It's a rare time when he gets confused. Where can I find a parking space here for him? Does he think it's his hospital?" Teacher Lu blamed Cao Yong, a top student, when his mind was in trouble. Listening to the teacher nagging about her students, Xie Wanying smiled from the bottom of her heart. Teacher Lu looked good in a deep red gold velvet coat. Although he underwent chemotherapy after major surgery, he lost a lot of weight.
Half.
"Why don't you come over? Are you afraid he is?" Seeing that she was standing still, Teacher Lu knew that it must be because of her adopted son's presence, so she snorted. Zhang Huayao, who was helping his mother to walk with his right hand, blinked his eyelids when he heard the elder's words, as if feeling a little helpless. As a handsome uncle in his forties, the brown jacket on his body is very cool, and he glanced back at the young man
, with the senior's cunning and old-fashioned character in his eyes, he said: "If she is afraid of me, she will either stand here or run away."
Mr. Zhang never left any face for others when he spoke. "You're the happiest when you scare people away with your tail between your legs, aren't you?" Teacher Lu criticized the adopted son's bad behavior since he was a child. It shows that Mr. Zhang's behavior pattern has been there since he was a child, and he has the temperament of a big brother since he was a child.
up.
"They themselves have a guilty conscience, otherwise why would they run away in fear." Zhang Huayao's tone was lazy, not afraid of being said by his adoptive mother, like a bad boy uncle.
"You've grown up talking like this from novels. I don't believe you're evil." Teacher Lu glared at him. In his heart, he hoped that the child would grow up so big that he didn't understand the principle of getting along with others in harmony.
Zhang Huayao turned his head to look elsewhere.
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. If you want him to get rid of this temper, he won't be called Zhang Huayao anymore.
If Mr. Zhang turned his head to look at the scenery, Xie Wanying would not have to beat her heart.
Zhang Huayao turned his head and aimed at her, repeating the last question: "Have you run today?"
Her answer last time made the boss laugh. Xie Wanying was very cautious this time, and said, "I just ran last night. I didn't run this morning."
"You like to run more at night, don't you?"
"It depends on the work and study schedule."
"What are you forcing people to run for?" Teacher Lu asked his adopted son.
"You can be a doctor only if you are in good health." Zhang Huayao replied very straightforwardly.
The boss asked her if she had been running, hoping that she would be a good doctor. Xie Wanying understood. "Yingying, come here." Teacher Lu didn't talk to the adopted son, and the mother and son would easily quarrel when talking, so she went to find a place to sit down and chat with Xie Wanying.