"Teacher, I asked my junior sister to help me get food from the cafeteria." Xie Wanying said.

"Are you afraid that I won't eat enough here? Don't worry, he is like me, remember to fry more portions of the dishes, for fear that some of you will not come over for meals. Being a doctor is very busy." As both a medical person, knowing the nature of the doctor's work, Teacher Lu said with a smile.

Hearing that's it, Xie Wanying sat down.

Zhang Shuping took a clean bowl and picked up the fried noodles for her from the thermos. Suddenly, he heard a string of footsteps. He looked up and a man appeared at the door.

"Uncle!" Two excited words immediately spit out from Zhang Shuping's trembling lips.

Hearing the movement, Xie Wanying and Teacher Lu also turned their heads.

The man who walked in at the door was about forty years old, with handsome features with very personality, thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and a pair of gray eyes that were clean and neat. However, the hair and beard seemed not to have time to take care of it, the ends of some long hair were sloppy, and the green beard on the chin was not shaved neatly.

While walking, the man shook his half-wearing white coat and quickly reached his other hand into the other cuff of the white coat. The white coat he put on was not buttoned. He walked a few steps, carrying the wind, as free and unruly as a hero in the world.

Such a handsome doctor uncle must be as if he was a star from wherever he went, which was impressive. At first glance, Xie Wanying was sure that she had never seen this doctor. Moreover, the white coat she wore was a work clothes prepared by the department for the visitors. There was no hospital sign, which means that the other party was not a doctor from the National Association.

Who is it? Zhang Shuping called him uncle, but the second senior sister clearly said that Teacher Lu had only one son. The puzzled Xie Wanying heard Teacher Lu's sudden scream beside her.

"What are you doing?" Teacher Lu asked the other party as soon as he spoke, his face a little blue.

"My mother is sick, how can I not come?" said Uncle Zhang.

It seems that this person is really Teacher Lu’s son.

"You, you——" Teacher Lu pointed at the son.

Uncle Zhang put his hands into his white coat pocket, and his style of acting is a lone hero. No matter what others, including Teacher Lu’s stare, he would do whatever he wanted, and walked directly to Zhang Shuping, lowered his head to examine the fried noodles in the thermos, touched his unshaven chin and commented: "Well, it's OK to give the patient this to eat."

"Yes." Zhang Shuping showed him a rare smile since his grandmother was hospitalized.

"I didn't inform you." Teacher Lu patted the hospital bed and said to him that love was to drive the son away.

"Yes, you didn't tell me." Uncle Zhang turned his face and admitted the fact that his mother said.

"Who told you?" Teacher Lu asked.

"You can guess who it is." Uncle Zhang smiled. If the handsome middle-aged man's face was weathered, his smile looked very deep and weird.

Teacher Lu was shocked and looked at his grandson.

Uncle Zhang shook his finger: "Mom, don't make things difficult for my nephew, how could Shuping tell me?"

Zhang Shuping was afraid of his grandparents, so he didn't dare to do what his grandmother didn't ask him to do.

Teacher Lu frowned the more he thought about it: Who could it be?

"You can't imagine it? Look at you, whoever you like will fall into his hands." Uncle Zhang waved his fingers as if he was trying to solve the mother's expression.

Teacher Lu's expression changed drastically: "Did Cao Yong inform you?"
Chapter completed!