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Su Nanzhi was silent for a moment after hearing her words, and then said: "No need."
Su Yueyue: "Then what will you wear then?"
She was naturally not generous enough to let Su Nanzhi wear her own clothes.
Every evening dress of hers is carefully selected and high-end. If it was worn by others, Su Yueyue would definitely not wear it again given her character.
¡°I¡¯m just afraid that Su Nanzhi will get an evening dress costing one or two hundred yuan from somewhere and make herself look embarrassed.
Su Nanzhi: "I will solve it myself."
With Su Nanzhi¡¯s attitude, Su Yueyue naturally couldn¡¯t worry about her anymore, ¡°Then just take care of yourself.¡±
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After Su Nanzhi returned to the classroom, she inevitably met the gossipy eyes of Du Zijin at the front desk, but there was a faint meaning in his eyes: "I trust you so much, but you xxx".
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She chose to ignore it.
Classmate Du Zijin is not the kind of person who wants to get to the bottom of things.
She is a pretty girl who has no bottom line about appearance.
So Su Nanzhi received another look that said, "Even if you are so bad, I still like you very much."
Su Nanzhi: ""
Before the weekend, she had to go through various tutoring sessions, attend competitive classes, and the ladies in the medical office seemed to be waiting for her favor every day.
I don¡¯t know which classmate was so bored. When I had nothing to do, I went to the infirmary to chat with the girls. They talked about everything from poetry to life philosophy. In the end, I even found out the academic qualifications of the nurses in the infirmary.
So, a forum like this appeared on the campus forum: [Considering the academic qualifications of the nurses in the medical office, do you still have confidence in your future positions?]
?? 985 and 211 are obviously the goals of most students, and then a series of universities such as Peking University School of Medicine, Tsinghua University Union Medical College, and MIT were listed, blinding everyone's titanium alloy eyes.
Someone stopped by to find out Dr. Jiang¡¯s academic qualifications. It was a young reporter from the school¡¯s press department who went to interview him. Jiang Xin laughed after hearing their questions, ¡°Do you want to ask about my undergraduate school or my doctoral school? "
School reporter: Died.
"Then why do you come to our school to be doctors in the infirmary?" The school reporter even asked in a low voice, "Dr. Jiang, how much salary does our school give you?"
With such an academic qualification, no matter which big hospital you go to, you have to be scrambled for it, and the equipment of this medical office is so professional that people dare not even think about it. Therefore, how can He De, the No. 1 Middle School in Beijing, occupy such medical resources?
Dr. Jiang¡¯s attitude was very gentle: ¡°Because all the nurses and I are busy with the same thing, we will find a position in our school to do it first, and maybe go to work in the hospital next year.¡±
After this interview by the school reporter, everyone realized that not all of those nurses were nurses, some of them were actually clinical professionals. Why couldn't a good doctor come to be a nurse or a nurse in the campus infirmary? !
So everyone has a feeling of "our school is really awesome".
When this incident reached Su Nanzhi¡¯s ears, she was stunned for a moment. Looking back, it seemed that she had hired a team.
Dr. Jiang is not the only male, but he seems to be the only one who came to be a doctor.
In the campus forum, everyone just thinks that the doctors and nurses in the infirmary will go to the hospital to work next year, and they feel disappointed again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com