A good doctor

Two friend doctors meet. One of them says:

“You know, I’ve waited so many years for my son Dicky to graduate medicine, to take him to my hospital… and he’s not good at anything.”

“Don’t rush, brother ! He’s still young… He’ll learn gradually.”

“There is no hope ! To test him I gave him a patient of mine, a very rich one, patient I have been treating for ten years… Dicky cured him in a week. He will never be a true physician !”

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