小说的第三部分（Mrs. Clark）,问怎么没人看？难道大家只喜欢看快餐文学吗？

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Gellman seemed reasonable enough. He had fasionably long hair and a mustache. He wore cords. All

of this put Paul at ease, for he had feared that Gellman might be one of those formidably professors in long

white coats. Gellman had a wafer thin bellboy clipped to his shirt pocket. Paul saw this for the status symbol it

was. He had already noticed that in the hierarchy of the medical pecking order, less is more. The interns

trudged around with big bellboys sagging from their belts, pockets laden with pamphlets and examining

equipment. Residents often dressed in street clothes and usually carried only a stethoscope stuck in their hip

pocket. Attendings, like Dr.Gellmam, wore no equipment at all, except for the wafer thin bellboy.
        " I've got a great case for you, " Dr. Gellman said to Paul. " Leukemia. Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. "

They agreed that for this first interview, the other students would go off and interview their patients on their

own. This morning Gellman would go with Paul. In the coming weeks he would rotate through to observe the

other students.
        " Her name is Mrs. Clark, " Dr. Gellman added, almost as an afterthought.
        He grabbed a chart from the rack in the nurses station and led Paul in to see his first patient. Paul ran

through in his mind the steps he had been lectured about the day before. Establish rapport. Make eye contact.

Ask simple questions. Identify yourself to the patient. But somehow, in spite of  himself, all of these

considerations were far from his mind when he first laid eyes on Mrs. Clark.

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我的E文都很不好啊，慢慢看了！