Chapter 73 The Nanny's Niece's Counterattack

Professor Dou, though unsure of what she was referring to, gave a wry smile and said, "It's alright, you'll see her in the future." Who can guarantee their student won't have any personality flaws? Even if her own personality isn't the best, as long as she studies diligently and doesn't cause too much trouble, it'll be fine.

"What's wrong? Did they do something to upset you?" Although she didn't think Lin Wei would suffer any loss, she still asked.

Lin Wei shook her head. "No, not at all." Did she look like the kind of person who would be bullied? At most, she just couldn't be bothered to bother with it.

Professor Dou breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. She had thought that her words had caused someone to hold a grudge against her. To be honest, she disliked extreme people, partly because she had taken on an extreme graduate student, who was a real headache.

She discovered that the tougher you are, the less likely these people will back down. On the contrary, you can talk to those who are more easygoing. Most importantly, being easygoing doesn't mean being easy to bully. Professor Dou finally understood that interpersonal relationships are an art.

Meanwhile, a new round of talent development programs has begun accepting applications. Universities across the country are asking students they consider to be outstanding if they want to participate, just in case they can make it through.

After learning what the Talent Strengthening Program was, those who were already considered the cream of the crop at school wanted to prove themselves and basically all agreed.

Given the allure of access to all medical resources, no medical student could resist.

After class that day, Lin Wei was stopped by Professor Mo, who brought up the Talent Strengthening Program.

Are you sure you want to participate?

Hearing Professor Mo's question, she nodded firmly, "Of course." Otherwise, why would she have studied so hard since entering university? It was all because of the talent development program in her second year.

Upon hearing this, Professor Mo handed her a registration form. "In that case, give me this registration form before the day after tomorrow. Otherwise, we won't accept it."

Lin Wei took the document and said she understood, but as Professor Mo was about to leave, she still asked, "How many people from our school are participating? What about the other schools?"

Professor Mo: "Our school, including you, has selected five people. As long as you pass the exam, you can participate in the Talent Strengthening Program. It's similar for other schools, except that you will be randomly assigned to hospitals in various countries." So, students from the same school may not be assigned to the same hospital at the same time.

Upon receiving this news, Lin Wei showed no outward expression, but was inwardly surprised. So many people were actually participating?

She thought few people would participate.

The main issue is, if you want to participate, doesn't the exam cover all the knowledge required for an undergraduate degree? Everyone knows that, right?

This was somewhat unbelievable; she didn't think anyone else in her freshman year could do this.

Professor Mo forgot to tell her that the other five people were upperclassmen from the second and third years of university, and she was the only freshman. To be more precise, she was probably the only freshman in the entire country to participate in the Strong Foundation Program.

However, Lin Wei was still in shock at how many people had participated in the Strong Foundation Program. Although she didn't know how many of them would stay in the end, she felt that the school wouldn't just invite people to participate randomly. It was probably because they had told her in advance, just like she had.

That's true; otherwise, most people wouldn't study the later lessons in advance.

At this time, it was only mid-March, and the final exams were still a long way off until the end of June. However, Lin Wei felt that the atmosphere of studying around her was very strong, though she didn't know if it was just her own reason.

As a junior, Fu Shuhui was one of the people who would participate in the Talent Strengthening Program. Although she had heard that the program was very demanding and that not everyone could pass the assessment, she was confident that she could pass. After all, she was the top student in her grade and had also achieved excellent results in the medical simulation exercise last time.

They can't succeed because they're not good enough. The teachers chose her because she's good enough.

Meanwhile, the sophomores and juniors thought the same way; everyone thought they were very strong, except for Lin Wei, who felt she was too weak.

The longer she stayed in the system space, the more she felt that she had so much room for growth, which meant that she was still very inexperienced.

So she didn't expect to become an expert overnight, but instead chose to use the time she had left to learn and master a few essential skills.

This includes the knowledge we learned previously: injections, internal jugular vein puncture and catheterization, suturing, applying pressure to stop bleeding, and common first aid methods, such as what to do when encountering a patient with a fracture? What to do when encountering a patient with hemothorax or pneumothorax?

How to distinguish whether a person has a mild or severe case and whether timely treatment is necessary.

It's obvious that the hospital won't let students perform surgeries alone after they go to clinical practice, so Lin Wei hasn't watched those surgeries yet, mainly because there are no teachers to teach them in the simulation room. At most, she watched some medical surgical videos and memorized the instruments and surgical sequence needed for the procedure.

Although she had never done an internship, she knew that if she went to clinical practice, she would not be able to perform surgery, but she could still be an assistant and hand over instruments.

This is the only awareness a self-proclaimed novice should have.

However, at this point she still didn't realize what the Talent Strengthening Program was all about. It was said to be aligned with the national strategy, but sometimes rules are rigid while people are flexible. If she had the ability and could pass the test, she would surely be able to get a professional medical license.

In fact, as long as they can pass the written test of the Talent Strengthening Program, which is the test from freshman to senior year, they will graduate a few years earlier, and all they need is an internship.

If they withdraw from the program midway, they will simply become ordinary fifth-year clinical interns instead of participants in the talent development program; they will not return to the school.

It's pointless for someone who has mastered the knowledge from freshman to senior year to go back to school for junior and senior year.

"So I have to take the exact same exams as the sophomores, juniors, and seniors? Not only that, but I also have to make up for the exams from the first semester of my sophomore, junior, and senior years?" Lin Wei calculated that she would have to take quite a lot of exams, about sixty or seventy in total.

When she found out, she was a little scared. Even if she had to take all the exams, four subjects a day, it would probably take ten days or so.

Sure enough, this is exactly the grueling training Professor Mo and the others described; the exam method alone is incredibly demanding. So it's quite normal that the clinical training will be just as grueling.

At this moment, Zhou Ruping's paper was also sent in. Lin Wei glanced at it and pointed out two issues, asking her to revise it as soon as possible and send it to her.

"Is three days enough for you? You can finish this paper in three days, or you can finish it faster if you want." At her pace of one or two papers a day, she was really writing too slowly.

She was eager to finish the paper as soon as possible; in fact, she'd prefer to finish it in a day. But wasn't this the paper being written by the person opposite her? She couldn't very well write it for her, could she?

Zhou Ruping was excited when she saw it. "Great, great!" She just wanted to finish the paper as soon as possible. She didn't care how many times she would have to revise it in the next three days. She just wanted to get through it in the end.

However, she was also lucky to run into Lin Wei, who didn't want to waste time on this paper. So she sent a voice message directly, basically stating her requirements, instead of letting them blindly revise and slowly figure it out as before.

Of course, the main reason is that she wasn't in a hurry before, since there was still plenty of time, and she could take it slow. But now, she doesn't have that patience anymore.

So when Zhou Ruping received the complete paper two days later, she felt incredibly happy. "I declare, she is my goddess." How could there be such a wonderful person, so efficient and gentle? She felt like she had used up all her luck on her.

Hearing her words, Wang Jiaqing felt a little envious. He knew how far her thesis was from completion; it was still half-finished, but she finished it in just two days.

He was incredulous; how could she have solved a paper that had stumped her for so long in just two days?

Zhou Ruping: "More than that, it's only because I haven't been able to meet her requirements. Otherwise, I feel like it would have been resolved in half a day, not even two days."

That's true. After all, I've been guiding them for so long and I know their research content by heart. If I hadn't wanted to give them a chance to practice, a paper wouldn't have taken so long to complete.

Seeing the praise from the girl opposite, Lin Wei smiled and said to her, "Good luck." Then she looked a little puzzled.

"Speaking of papers, don't I still owe Zhang Mo a paper?" Lin Wei thought for a moment and realized she had almost forgotten about it.

On a whim, she checked the number of her papers again and was glad she had.

One, two, three, four... seven, eight, nine, a total of nine papers. Apart from the two papers that Gao Fuya had previously returned to her, she wrote another one and added her name to it. The other two people each wrote three papers. How was she supposed to return them?

So she sent a group message directly, "You don't mind if I put your name on my clinical medical papers in the future, do you?" It's obvious that whether you're pursuing graduate studies or getting promoted in a hospital, you have to write papers.

Shouldn't medical papers be the same?

Several messages arrived sooner or later, but they all contained the same sentence, “…”, which left me speechless.

What do they need her clinical medicine papers for?

Zhang Mo: "No need." He knew why she said that, so he said, "You don't need to return my thesis." For him, it was just a matter of adding a name, as long as he had written the thesis.

He knew that writing a medical paper would be troublesome, and besides, he had no use for it, so he didn't use it. Anyway, he never intended for her to return it in the first place, so he never mentioned it to her.

Fang Yihuai knew that she didn't like writing papers since she took on student council work to avoid writing a paper last time. He figured that if she really wanted to repay him for being a second author, he wouldn't write her name on it. So he said, "No need to repay."

Even though Gao Fuya had no use for her clinical medicine thesis, she was still curious and agreed after hearing about it, saying, "Okay." She also wanted to experience being a medical student.

However, at that moment, she didn't think she would regret it.

Some of these papers are a bit too hot to handle.

But since she didn't know, she was still quite interested at the time and even asked her how she felt about studying medicine.

Lin Wei: "It's alright." She'd already started learning, so what else could she do? Having made the decision, she wouldn't regret it.

Because she wanted to know how they were doing recently, she asked them one by one.

Gao Fuya: "It's just a normal college life. I occasionally go out to participate in competitions, write papers, and think about the issue of being recommended for postgraduate studies. It's no different from that of a regular English major."

Zhang Mo: "Not bad." His words were simple, and he remained as silent as ever.