周大夫低着头,闷闷地掏出钥匙,刚打开办公室的门,隔壁的何大夫就闻声从屋子里钻了出来,跟在周大夫身后,关切地问道:“你儿子考得怎么样?”周大夫叹了口气:“哎,差几分上分数线,一年的功夫又白搭了。”说完,外套也没脱,浑身无力地瘫在椅子上,两眼发呆地望着窗外。“怎么又差几分?”何大夫觉察到自己的话可能会刺激到周大夫,就默不作声地 Dr Chow lowered his head, muffled to take out the key, just opened the door of the office, next door doctor heard the sound from the house drilled out, with the doctor behind him, asked with concern: “Your son test How to do? ”Dr. Zhou sighed: “ hey, a few minutes on the score line, a year of kung fu and white take. ”Finish, the jacket did not take off, whole body weakly paralyzed in the chair, his eyes in a daze Looking out the window. “How bad? ” Dr Ho aware of their own words may stimulate Dr. Zhou, silent