Sleepless Doctor

When I came to the hotel and entered the private room door, three people were sitting on the sofa and chatting.

　　 I don’t know someone, but he looks like a businessman. Another person is Zhao Lin, Zhao Haibo's son, whom Wu Mian has met.

　　 Deng Ming is about 1.76 meters tall, white and clean, and his speech is gentle and gentle. After seeing Wu Mian, he took the initiative to stand up and stretched out his hand enthusiastically.

　　 "Mr. Wu, he has heard of his name for a long time, like a thunderous ear."

　　The hands are very soft, there are no calluses, the sebum layer...Wu Mian touched Deng Ming's hand, and a series of useless data poured in.

　　 "District Deng, hello." Wu Mian greeted briefly.

　　 "Not yet, it can only be announced these days." Deng Ming said with a smile, "Did Dean Xue tell you."

Wu Mian pretended not to notice the slight changes in Deng Ming’s movements, released his hand, and said, “The Development and Reform Commission and the State Council have friends with me. ."

　　 Deng Ming condenses his eyebrows.

　　 "You are a high-achieving student who came back from Cambridge. The Development and Reform Commission feels that it is a pity that you stay in the provincial capital, and has always wanted to transfer you here." Wu Mian said with a smile.

　　 Xue Chunhe heard the name Cambridge again, and his heart moved.

　　 Teacher Wu, this information channel and personal connections, is really nothing to say. I originally believed in his bullshit, but now it seems that things have become more interesting.

　　 "I have graduated for many years, and I have done nothing since I came back. I am really ashamed." Deng Ming smiled slightly and made a please gesture.

　　 "Teacher Wu, please come to your seat. Thanks to your presence this time, the old leader is so grateful to you." Deng Ming said, "I went to see the child, and the old leader took my hand and was speechless for a long time."

　　 "I know his temper, he will not accept his temper for a lifetime. But he feels really different to you, which makes me a closed disciple feel envious."

　　 "Doctor, treat the disease normally and save people." Wu Mian was not very polite. The main purpose of this meal today was to express gratitude, but what he wanted to say was an out of the question.

After 　　 is seated, it is still the old rules, first listen to Zhao Lin and Deng Ming express their gratitude. Wu Mian just listened casually, and those who were doctors received similar words almost every day.

　　 What kind of card? Which doctor hasn't received a bunch of them.

　　 After chatting for a while, Wu Mian deliberately or unconsciously turned the topic to Bajingzi and the New Development Zone.

　　 Deng Ming is still quite cautious about this topic, and it seems he doesn't want to say more. Wu Mian did not insist, but talked about the many gossips he had made when he was in London.

　　 At the beginning, Deng Ming was a little surprised. Ms. Wu Mianwu should spend most of his time doing academic research in the United States. How could he be more familiar with London than himself?

　　 Speaking of the past, Deng Ming was also quite embarrassed, and his words gradually increased.

　　 "District Deng, when you graduated, you didn't feel well, right?" Wu Mian asked.

　　 Xue Chunhe and Zhao Lin were both startled, not understanding what Wu Mian meant. Not very comfortable? What the **** is this.

　　 Deng Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Wu, have you attended the graduation ceremony?"

　　 "That was 4 years ago, I performed a minor operation on David James in London. David invited me to become the rotating principal and award degrees to students who graduated that year."

　　In an instant, Deng Ming's expression became very exciting.

　　 "I definitely didn't agree with them. I can't accept their customs." Wu Mian said with a smile, "District Mayor Deng just bowed when he graduated?"

　　 "Yeah." Deng Ming nodded.

　　 "Oh? Teacher Wu, what are you talking about, I didn't understand a word." Zhao Lin asked curiously.

"Cambridge’s graduation ceremony is very strange. The dean of the college will lead the students to kneel before the rotation of the "principal" and put their hands together with the rotating principal. The degree is awarded to you in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. If you have other beliefs , It needs to be notified in advance and can be replaced by a bow."

　　 This gossip is rarely heard, and I have never heard Deng Ming talk about it. Zhao Lin didn't expect Cambridge, such a scientifically prosperous school, to have such rules.

　　 and Lao Yaoshan seem to be the same.

　　 "David... Mr. Wu is very familiar with Dean David?" Deng Ming asked.

　　 "It's okay, I have had some exchanges." Wu Mian said, "Usually David is very cautious, but as long as he starts to drink, he is like a different person."

　　 Deng Ming smiled politely, obviously not believing it.

　　 "The Dean David took good care of me at the time. He was a teacher with good ethics." Ming Deng said, "After leaving Cambridge, the impression of other teachers has gradually blurred, but I have always been in contact with David."

　　 "I planned to visit the dean at the end of the year, but this new district has just been constructed, so I am afraid I can't get away."

　　 "Hehe, you can let David come." Wu Mian smiled.

　　 "..." For the first time, Deng Ming's eyes showed obvious emotions, surprise and contempt mixed together, and it was fleeting.

　　 Xue Chunhe was a little embarrassed.

　　 The country is very big, and there are folk customs in various places.

　　 Deng Ming is born in the south, he himself doesn't like the ethos of Montenegro, especially the energy of retreat at the wine table, as long as you open your mouth to talk, the car will drive endlessly. He particularly hates this.

　　 But is Teacher Wu really talking about it for fun? Xue Chunhe thinks of what he said in the car before, but don't think so ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I just contacted David a few days ago. "Wu Mian said with a smile, "Give him a call and ask him?" "

　　 "..." Deng Ming looked sideways at Wu Mian.

　　 Is he serious? It's 7 o'clock in the evening, and it should be noon on the London side, and the time is okay. But this teacher Wu is really so familiar with Cambridge?

　　 Deng Ming was suddenly worried, but then smiled.

　　Actually, he doesn't have much special contact with teachers at the level of the dean. He just sends an email to greet David James every year. The other party... never replied.

　　 I was very familiar with David James just now. Will he be exposed and cause embarrassment? Thinking about this, Deng Ming felt a little guilty. But after thinking about it, I think it's impossible at all.

　　 Wu Mian has no bounds to talk, and Deng Ming’s impression of him is just average. Taking ten thousand steps back, the rotating principal cannot be determined by David James alone.

　　 Wu Mian said this kind of thing directly, it was too much to blow.

　　 Deng Ming did not speak, but looked at Wu Mian's hand with his eyes.

　　 Slender fingers, like a pianist. As white as jade, it makes people feel peaceful. It's pretty good-looking, and academia also has a certain status, but the utilitarianism is too heavy, and Deng Ming's evaluation of Wu Mian is somewhat polarized.

　　 Wu Mian took out his mobile phone, flipped his fingers around the screen of the phone as if hitting a piano key, and dialed a London phone number.

　　 Is he here for real? Deng Ming was startled.