Sheng An Ning got up late again, and the small balloons distributed by the women's movement recently were all used up by Zhou Shixun last night. He also told her to come back in the afternoon to get some more.
He endured the redness on his face and the pain in his back and waist, then he got up, washed up, grabbed a bun and rushed out.
Zhou Shixun had already gone to school with his three children, and even Mu Xiaowan didn't wait for her, which showed how late it was.
I ran all the way to school, and when I got to school, I felt like my legs were no longer my own, and they were so sore. But I still gritted my teeth and ran to the classroom in one breath, almost at the same time as the teacher.
After sitting down, I didn't even have time to calm my breathing, and quickly took out my textbook to go to class.
She was complaining madly in her heart, telling herself that she should never tease Zhou Shixun like this again. They were an old married couple, so why couldn't he stand being teased? He was like a wolf, gnawing at her all night long.
Just when I was complaining like crazy in my mind, I heard the teacher say that their class of students would go to the hospital for rotational study and observation for the next month, and then return to school for systematic study.
Maybe it was to catch up with the progress and make up for the wasted ten years, or maybe it was because the hospital was short of doctors, so Sheng Anning and her classmates' courses have been very intense.
Sheng An Ning was a little excited and signed up for neurosurgery without thinking.
The teachers were a little surprised. In order to learn well, most students went through everything from emergency to surgery, internal medicine, and pediatrics. After all, many students would return to their hometowns after graduation, and the departments in small hospitals were not divided so detailedly.
So doctors basically have to know a little bit about everything, but Sheng Anning was the only one who chose such a difficult one right away.
"Sheng Anning, are you sure?"
Sheng Anning stood up and nodded: "Sure, teacher, I think I have a good grasp of brain nerve dissection of frogs and rabbits, so I want to study neurosurgery."
The teacher thought that Sheng Anning was indeed talented in hands-on operations, and his hands were steadier than those of some teachers. Although he was young, he was very calm when doing experiments.
Finally, they agreed that Sheng Anning could study neurosurgery.
After Sheng An Ning sat down, she breathed a sigh of relief. This was good news. She needed a chance to become famous, so that she could operate on patients openly.
Just thinking about it makes me excited, and my hands, which haven't held a scalpel for a long time, are shaking.
After class, Han Xuemei came over and sat next to Sheng Anning: "Why did you choose to go to neurosurgery? I heard that neurosurgery is very hard and requires very good skills. But your skills should be fine. Your hands don't shake every time, unlike me. I can't even do the sutures well now."
Sheng An Ning comforted her: "It's okay, just practice more and you'll be fine. You can practice with a piece of pig skin or a pig's trotter."
Han Xuemei was reluctant to buy these things to practice her craft: "That would be a waste of meat. Forget it, I'll just practice on cloth."
Sheng An Ning shook her head: "The feel is different. No matter how good your sewing skills are, you won't be able to find the feeling when you sew a wound. It's best to use pig's trotters. You can practice and then take the pig's trotters to the cafeteria to process and eat."
Han Xuemei hesitated for a moment: "Let me think about it. To be honest, I still feel reluctant."
Sheng An Ning had no choice but to say more. After all, when she was practicing her craft, she had used at least several hundred pig trotters, if not a thousand, and she had dissected countless toads and frogs.
The main reason was that she had a laboratory at home, and every time Sheng Chengan went to see her, he suspected that she was setting up a murder scene.
After school at noon, Sheng An Ning was surprised that Mr. Cheng came to see her.
Sheng Anning walked over in surprise: "Grandpa, why are you here?"
Old Master Cheng looked at Sheng An Ning with loving eyes: "Didn't An An say yesterday that great-grandfather didn't bring any gifts? I went to buy some early this morning, and since they weren't at home, I brought it to you."
Then he took out a palm-sized red velvet bag from his pocket and handed it to Sheng An Ning: "Take it and see if the little girl likes it. She also said that An An really looks a bit like you when you were a child, smart and clever. If your grandmother could see it, I would definitely be happy."
Sheng An Ning took it and looked at the red velvet bag with the words "the best gold in the world" written in yellow pen. She could guess that it should contain a gold bracelet for children or something like that.
"Grandpa, this is too expensive. I can't accept it."
Old Master Cheng glared at her: "It's not for you, so why should you take it? Take it quickly. Haven't you eaten lunch yet? Come on, take Grandpa to try the food at your school."
Sheng An Ning didn't hesitate and asked Mr. Cheng to wait for a while. She ran back to get the spare lunch box from the desk drawer and took the old man to the cafeteria.
There were two dishes in the cafeteria at noon, one was stewed potatoes with fat, with only a few slices of fat and basically all potato cubes, and the other was grilled eggplant, which of course was also grilled with very little oil.
Sheng An Ning ordered a dish and three steamed buns, then found an empty seat and sat down with Old Man Cheng.
Old Master Cheng still thought that the food at Sheng Anning's school was pretty good. After all, there were meat dishes and white flour buns. "Is the monthly allowance you receive enough for food?"
Sheng An Ning nodded quickly: "It's enough to eat, but I often can't finish it. I sometimes bring food from home, but after my mother-in-law passed away, no one prepared food for me to take with me."
I didn't want to mention it originally, but for some reason the words just popped up.
Mr. Cheng paused for a moment with his chopsticks in his hand: "Your mother-in-law passed away?"
Sheng An Ning didn't expect that Mr. Cheng didn't know: "Yes, he left in June."
Old Master Cheng frowned, but didn't comment: "Can you keep up with the class here? I didn't expect that you would have such good grades and be admitted to Beijing Medical University with the first place."
He was shocked when the results came out.
Sheng An Ning didn't know whether grandpa was deliberately avoiding the topic, or simply didn't want to talk about this topic because he was not familiar with Zhong Wenqing? Still answered very seriously: "Fortunately, the course progress here is quite fast. I can keep up with it if I try hard. And the notes left by my grandmother are very useful. I study them when I have nothing to do and have learned a lot."
When Mr. Cheng mentioned his wife, his eyes became gentler: "Your grandmother is an excellent doctor with great medical skills. If she knew that you also studied medicine, she would definitely be very pleased."
Sheng An Ning has fewer and fewer memories of the original owner, and there is no memory of her grandmother at all.
However, we can also know from her notes that she was a very independent and intelligent woman, and she had very high attainments in medicine. It's a pity that she passed away too early.
After dinner, Sheng An Ning took Mr. Cheng around the campus before sending him to the school gate, where the special car was waiting.
Before getting in the car, Mr. Cheng suddenly said, "If I had known that Zhou Shixun was Zhou Shuanglu's grandson, I would never have let you marry him."
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