Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 438 - 302: In Class_2

Chapter 438: Chapter 302: In Class_2

"Thank you." Chuxia’s gratitude was genuine, especially meaningful to medical students like her who prioritized practice. The comprehensive and attentive service was exactly what they needed.

"It’s what I should do, I’m your senior after all," Wang Jing changed her usual habit of having Chuxia handle all the odd jobs. She voluntarily took care of all the miscellaneous tasks in the office, including calling the patients. She took on everything herself and pushed Chuxia to a quiet corner to focus on studying the cases.

Taking advantage of a quiet moment when there were no patients and Wang Jing was in the bathroom, Chuxia quickly slipped over to Song Xiaoyu, "Teacher, did you specifically ask my senior sister to give me an easier time?"

"No." Song Xiaoyu also noticed Wang Jing’s change in behavior and said, "It’s probably because of your cousin."

"My cousin?" Chuxia blinked, "How does she know my cousin?" Could it be that Xiaoqiong’s romantic rival had appeared?

"What I meant was Jing Zhe. Last time he came to fetch study materials for you, Wang Jing thought he was your cousin. Afterwards, I didn’t correct her. I even thought about matchmaking them, but I’ve been so busy lately, I haven’t had the chance to communicate with Jing Zhe. Ah, my poor head..." Song Xiaoyu slapped her own forehead, "Here’s what we’ll do, ask Jing Zhe for me, see how he feels about Wang Jing. If there seems to be a possibility, they should try dating. He’s not getting any younger, and Xinqin keeps bothering me. Oh, she hasn’t been bothering me lately, she must be disappointed in me."

For the first time, Chuxia realized her teacher was quite talkative, and when she got going, nobody could get a word in. Chuxia waited for her to finish before saying, "Teacher, my brother already has a girlfriend, whom you should know. It’s our previous team leader, Zeng Meili."

"He’s with Meili?" Song Xiaoyu was taken aback and then shook her head with a smile, "Those sneaky kids, to think they ended up together after all. I had always said they were suited for each other, and they just kept insisting I was worrying over nothing."

At that moment, Wang Jing returned from the bathroom. Had it been before, she would’ve felt sour seeing Chuxia chatting so intimately with Song Xiaoyu, but now, she felt a secret joy.

She believed the teacher must have shared her intentions with Chuxia, so perhaps, her wish would come true.

Seeing Wang Jing’s expression, Song Xiaoyu felt a little guilty. If she had taken the matter more seriously earlier, perhaps the girl wouldn’t have gotten so involved. But telling her the truth at that point didn’t seem right either. She decided to wait for the right moment to explain.

At two-thirty in the afternoon, Chuxia went to the large classroom for a public lesson, a unique teaching method for this group of medical workers. They had two classes in the afternoon and spent the rest of their time following their respective teachers, learning through practice.

Fundamentally, this method could train doctors who were capable of performing actual medical procedures more quickly, which was appropriate given the current shortage of medical personnel.

However, on the other hand, doctors trained in this way often failed to become great—lacking a strong cultural foundation.

Among the students who came to study were those chosen from the Women’s Medical Team, as well as others recruited directly by Hospital 401 who were also under military status. The difference was that the 401 recruits had a better educational foundation than those from the Women’s Medical Team and could work directly at 401 after graduation. In contrast, the Women’s Medical Team members were obligated to serve in the military first and might transfer to a hospital like 401 only after a sufficient number of years.

Because of this difference, the 401-exclusive students looked down on those from the Women’s Medical Team, which ironically brought the otherwise divided medical team members closer together.

As soon as Chuxia entered the classroom, she was pulled over by Luo Xiaoqiong and Liu Meijun. Then Wu Jingbo, Yang Xiaoli, Lin Mengran, Qu Xiaojing, and others all greeted her one by one and reached out their hands for wedding candy.

Other members of the Women’s Hospital Team who weren’t very familiar with her also joined in the excitement, and their side of the room buzzed with activity.

Professor Yuan entered the classroom with a cage containing two white mice in his left hand and a textbook under his right arm. What he saw was that the students on the left had spread out their books and sat up straight, waiting for him, while those on the right were huddled together, chattering and not paying attention.

The man in his sixties was displeased.

"Ahem!"

No response.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"

Still no response.

"Thud thud thud..." Professor Yuan was truly angry now. The chalk eraser banged loudly on the board, finally breaking up the gathered crowd.

He disliked these underperforming students, and his gaze towards them was now full of disdain.

Without bothering to scold them, he just put the mouse cage at the front of the room, picked up the textbook, and began, "Everyone, turn to page 185. Today we’re going to talk about local anatomy." Professor Yuan pointed to the cage with the mice as he spoke, "Both of these mice have local diseases. Later on, groups one and two will each send two representatives to perform surgery under my direction. Their lives are in your hands, so I hope everyone takes their studies seriously!..."

After delivering a lengthy lecture, the professor returned to his office for tea, leaving the diseased mice cowering in their cage, frightened by the faces looming over them.

"Group one includes the 401 recruits; group two is us from the medical team. Now, all the professors judge us through the crack of a door..." While everyone was busy studying the white mice, Luo Xiaoqiong and Liu Meijun busied themselves enlightening Chuxia with the knowledge of being a recruit. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)