Chapter 30: A Mini Test, Passed!
Ten minutes later, the water boiled. Lifting the lid, a fragrant aroma wafted out. The fish soup in the pot had turned milky white. Yang Zeyan cut a few pieces of tofu and threw them in, added an appropriate amount of seasoning from the seasoning bottle, and simmered for another five minutes.
Then I stir-fried some Chinese cabbage and braised eggplant, and that was the end of it.
The aroma of the dishes filled the air as soon as they were served.
"I made so many dishes today!" Du Ruoxia clapped her hands happily.
Yang Zeyan served Du Ruoxia a bowl of fish soup and said, "Try it quickly."
Upon hearing this, Du Ruoxia took a sip. The fish soup was exceptionally delicious, and the umami flavor lingered in her mouth after swallowing, making her want to savor it.
"Delicious!" Du Ruoxia's eyes were full of undisguised praise. "Your cooking skills are really good!"
After dinner, Du Ruoxia went to take a shower.
After she finished showering, she dried her hair and lay down on the bed.
Yang Zeyan frowned and said, "You're washing your hair so late at night?"
Du Ruoxia yawned. "I usually shower at night."
"I'll get a headache if I sleep with my hair still wet."
Yang Zeyan rummaged through drawers and cabinets and found a thick towel with good absorbency. He said, "Come here, let me dry you off."
Du Ruoxia's habit of washing her hair every night was developed in the 21st century; she has simply forgotten that there are no hair dryers in this era.
She sat on the edge of the bed, and Yang Zeyan carefully dried her hair.
"You have to dry your hair completely before you can go to sleep," he repeated.
It was Yang Zeyan's first time drying a girl's hair, and his movements were a little clumsy, but he was very earnest.
This was the first time Du Ruoxia had her hair blow-dried by a man other than a hairdresser, and her heart was pounding a little fast.
She raised her head slightly and could only see his long, strong finger joints wrapped around her black hair.
"Don't move." Yang Zeyan turned her head back to normal.
Du Ruoxia calmed her breathing again and told herself to just treat him like a hairdresser.
At most, this "barber" is somewhat handsome, but also too aloof.
"Ouch, that hurts!" Du Ruoxia suddenly gasped, not knowing where he had pulled.
"I'm sorry." Yang Zeyan pursed his lips, removed the towel, and began to check the condition of her scalp.
"Can't you be more careful?" Du Ruoxia complained.
Her tone was so soft and gentle, like a jolt of electricity running through a man's heart, stirring up ripples.
Yang Zeyan appeared somewhat uneasy.
"I'm sorry," he said, bowing his head. "This is the first time I've dried someone else's hair, so I might be a little clumsy. I'll try to be more careful next time so as not to hurt you."
Du Ruoxia stood up. "I'm going to sleep."
“But your hair isn’t dry yet.” Yang Zeyan frowned.
Du Ruoxia grumbled, "Then I'll give you one more chance."
She sat down again, but the movement caused her shirt to tug at the neckline, revealing her fair, voluptuous figure.
Du Ruoxia herself was unaware of it.
Yang Zeyan glanced at it unintentionally from above, then quickly looked away, his eyes growing increasingly dark.
She's eating very well these days, and she's at the age where she's growing rapidly, so her breasts are already quite full.
Although Du Ruoxia wore what she considered to be the most conservative nightgown today, no amount of fabric could conceal her allure.
Yang Zeyan dared not look too long, but he was also afraid of pulling her hair and hurting her again, so the process was very difficult.
After using three different towels, Du Ruoxia's hair was finally dried.
Du Ruoxia was already very sleepy sitting on the bed sheet, yawning repeatedly. Yang Zeyan didn't dare to linger and went out to close the door to calm himself down.
Du Ruoxia, oblivious to her own allure, fell asleep immediately.
The next morning, Du Ruoxia and Luo Xiaojuan arrived at the village entrance early to wait for a bus to go to the city to take the medical qualification exam. This exam was quite formal and was organized uniformly in the urban area of Yu City.
Inspired by Du Ruoxia, Luo Xiaojuan also started reviewing her studies after work, wanting to give it a try.
At this moment, Luo Xiaojuan was in a state of turmoil. She hadn't even finished reading the basic medical book that Du Ruoxia had given her, and there were many things in it that she couldn't understand. She also didn't want to bother Du Ruoxia every day to ask her questions.
Du Ruoxia could only comfort her: "Xiao Juan, just think of today as a test. It doesn't matter whether it works out or not. It's not like this is your only chance. Keep a calm mindset."
Moreover, Du Ruoxia believes that theory and practice are inseparable. Luo Xiaojuan's theoretical knowledge is somewhat lacking, and she has no practical experience at all, so it is estimated that she will have a hard time passing the exam.
Seeing Luo Xiaojuan's dedication to her studies, she decided to find an opportunity to help her get some experience at the hospital. If Luo Xiaojuan truly loved medicine, she would naturally give it her all. And if she found she couldn't handle it, it would be a good way to cut her losses.
However, Du Ruoxia did not voice this thought for the time being, as today's exam should not disturb Luo Xiaojuan's peace of mind.
When they arrived at the examination venue, it was already 7:30. A man came out of the room and told them in a deep voice to register their names and go in to take the exam.
"Leave your bags and anything unrelated to the exam outside. Only paper and pens are allowed inside. If we see you bringing anything else in, it will be considered cheating, and you will be disqualified from the exam."
Stepping into the waiting room, it was just like a middle school classroom, with dozens of tables crammed in.
"Those whose names are called, come up and get your numbers! Take your seats according to your numbers," the examiner said from the podium.
Du Ruoxia lined up and received a slip of paper with the number 16 written on it. Then she found her seat, sat down, and waited quietly for the exam.
This exam consisted of a written test and an interview, and its rigor was not high.
The examiner wrote the questions densely on the blackboard and asked the girls below to answer them on paper.
“If any of you sitting in the back row can’t see clearly, raise your hand and I’ll bring you the answer sheet,” he said.
In Du Ruoxia's view, it was just a small test, and she passed it!
These questions about medical knowledge are not difficult, but some of them are quite profound, involving traditional Chinese medicine and pharmacology, which are far beyond the knowledge level of a typical high school graduate.
As expected.
The girls below all looked worried and solemn.
Du Ruoxia also overheard a girl next to her muttering a complaint: "This question is way too hard..."
"Silence!" The examiner gave everyone a stern look and said coldly, "Anyone who talks or whispers will be considered to be cheating and will be disqualified from the exam."
The room fell silent instantly, so quiet that you could hear the scratching of paper and pen.
About ten minutes later, Du Ruoxia finished writing.
She looked around and saw that no one was handing in their papers, so she raised her hand.
"What is it, young man?" the examiner asked as he approached.
Du Ruoxia looked up at him and said, "Can I hand in my paper now?"
So fast?
Hearing this, a girl nearby looked up at Du Ruoxia, thinking that she probably couldn't answer either, and decided to give up.
"Okay." The examiner, with his hands behind his back, glanced at her answer sheet and said, "You can leave now that you're done. Go to the corridor and wait to prepare for the next round of interviews."
"Okay, thank you," Du Ruoxia said sweetly.
She put down the exam paper, got up, and went outside.
The next round of interviews will be held in another classroom.
Following Du Ruoxia, many others handed in their papers one after another.
The main problem is that I really can't answer it, and there's no point in dragging it out any longer.
An hour later, a few people who were still gritting their teeth and enduring the ordeal were also kicked out by the examiners.
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