How is Mr. Xie’s scientific research ability?
Don’t think that Mr. Xie has not yet entered the stage of scientific research and study.
All the teachers remember very well the day they attended the National Hepatobiliary Surgery Academic Exchange Conference. Someone rushed back in a hurry, fearing that the treasures in his department would be stolen.
"I heard that they are going to deliver things one by one. Aren't you anxious?"
These words came from the mouth of Mr. Lu, Mr. Zhang’s mother in Mr. Zhang’s family. While eating, Teacher Lu asked his son what he thought and secretly looked at his expression with his eyes.
Zhang Huayao swallowed his food and didn't answer whether he was in a hurry, but he was curious about how many informants his mother had arranged for him to be in the hospital. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the news is so lightning-fast every time.
Eyeliner? Wherever she is needed, Teacher Lu will make special arrangements. She, Teacher Lu, has so many students that she can report to her anytime and anywhere.
"Why don't you speak?" Teacher Lu urged his son. Her son has always set his sights higher than the sky, so he should be scornful of her asking this question.
"There's no rush." Zhang Huayao spit out these three words, picked up some vegetables with chopsticks and put them into the old mother's bowl.
The old lady understands this son. If you really weren't in a hurry, you wouldn't say you weren't in a hurry, you would just say it was none of his business. Teacher Lu laughed twice.
His mother's laughter made Zhang Huayao feel creepy and almost gave him goosebumps.
"What are you laughing at, Mom?"
What is she laughing at? She laughed that her son had never been like this. It shows that she loves her new favorite son very well, and the new favorite son can obviously cure her son.
"What's your plan?" Teacher Lu asked about the conspiracy in his son's belly. There is no rush, there must be a plan.
"Mom, are you afraid that I will deal with her?"
"I'm not afraid." Teacher Lu told his son frankly that he didn't think his son could win against his new favorite.
Tsk. The old mother doted on her classmates to the point of being lawless. Zhang Huayao put his chopsticks on the table and shouted to his two sons: "After dinner, go study quickly."
They wanted to continue to eavesdrop on their father, the big baby, and their grandmother's banter, but when their father gave an order, the two brothers Zhang Tianxing and Zhang Tianan had no choice but to touch their noses and leave.
"Are you really going to let them transfer back to the city's middle school?" Teacher Lu frowned and asked his son.
I finally tried to get my two sons to study abroad, but calling them back would be a waste of the initial investment.
Zhang Huayao had a serious face. He told me that he really shouldn't have been sent out. When he came back to check his homework, his two sons' mathematics, physics and chemistry had deteriorated seriously. I don’t know where to study abroad. Their family really sent their son to study for further education, not to immigrate to study like some people did, so they couldn't accept this result.
"You won't discuss it with their mothers?" Teacher Lu urged his son to respect his child's mother.
"Yes, we talked over the phone. I said I would take care of it." His wife was busy abroad and couldn't take care of things, so he had to take care of it himself.
"It's not because of me that they stayed, right?"
Zhang Huayao looked carefully at his mother's face and judged with a doctor's eyes: There has been some improvement recently, which means the medicine is correct.
Classmate Xie is really a medical treasure.
Because of this, he can't rush. Let the people in front of him help him step on the thunder. A capable student has strong independent thinking and will have his or her own overall plan. His plan was simple. To cross the river by touching the people interviewing him, it was best to blow up all the people in front of him and give him information.
Later, it was reported that Mr. Xie said that there was no need to worry about who the tutor was, indicating that he had expected him.
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