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Chapter 447 He was internally designated as Elder Cen's last disciple.

Cen Zhongshu was very pleased to see Xu Qinghuan sitting in the first row.

"I'll be teaching your pathology class this semester. Let me introduce myself. My name is Cen Zhongshu. My passing grade for this course is 90. If you're just one point short, you'll have to retake the course..."

It had been rumored for a long time that Cen Zhongshu was going to choose a disciple to be his last. These four words drove all the freshmen in the medical school crazy. When they saw Cen Zhongshu come to class, everyone was full of energy and hoped to win his favor. But with a passing grade of 90, most of them wanted to send him out of the classroom.

Xu Qinghuan remained calm; in her previous life, she had scored full marks on her pathology exam.

In the medical field, pathology is probably the most difficult course. The entire book is a key subject, and it serves as a bridge between internal medicine and surgery. If you don't do well in this foundational course, you can forget about doing well in either internal medicine or surgery.

This course is also very difficult to understand.

Cen Zhongshu wasn't the kind of teacher who was long-winded. He simply said, "In my class, there's no attendance check or roll call. You can come whenever you want, or not if you don't want to. You can be late or leave early. You can sleep in class, but you can't snore and disturb others."

As long as you score 90 or above on the test, I'll let you pass. It's that simple. Now, let's begin class.

Xu Qinghuan also opened her textbook, holding a pen in her hand, and leaned back to listen to Cen Zhongshu's lecture.

This old man must have studied abroad, as he would occasionally throw in a few English words. Apart from Xu Qinghuan, almost no one could understand him. He would also write the words on the blackboard and annotate their parts of speech and Chinese meanings to make them easier for the students to remember.

"For any subject, even if you study Chinese, if you want to learn it well, you need to master a few foreign languages. I suggest that when you have time, in addition to learning English, you can also learn French, German, Japanese and other languages ​​of developed countries. Know yourself and know your enemy and you will win every battle."

The old man could also expand on the knowledge, but overall it revolved around the textbook content. The lectures were very well given, and Xu Qinghuan listened with great interest.

After class, the old man assigned a huge pile of homework, saying, "Once you've finished your homework, hand it in to Xu Qinghuan..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, Liu Xiaojun stood up and said, "Teacher, I am the class's study committee member, and I am happy to serve the teacher and my classmates."

The old man gave him a deep look and said expressionlessly, "It's your business if you're willing, and it's my business how I arrange things. You don't need to say anything more."

He looked at Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan knew that the old man was still after her, and she was willing to become his last disciple, not for fame or fortune, but because she might be able to graduate early.

"Teacher, since Liu Xiaojun is willing to help collect them, then let's collect them!" She turned to Liu Xiaojun and said, "You collect all the homework from the class, and I'll come to you for it tomorrow, Saturday's class."

After saying that, she followed the old man out of the classroom.

After the last two classes, she followed the old man to his office, took out a packet of tea from her bag, and handed it to him.

The old man didn't stand on ceremony. He brewed some tea and, ignoring the scalding water, took a sip right away.

"If you drink like that, you'll cause problems with your esophagus," Xu Qinghuan said irritably.

"Good tea! What's up?"

Xu Qinghuan said, "I might need to take another week off next week. There's a surgery I need to perform at the Army General Hospital, and I'd like to get your signature."

She took out the leave slip and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it, signed it quickly, and said, "Take this to Ms. Jiang Dongxue in the Academic Affairs Office, and she will notify the department for you."

Then he asked, "Did you understand today's lesson?"

"You understand? Want to test me?"

The old man indeed posed several questions, which Xu Qinghuan answered without hesitation. He then probed deeper, and to his surprise, Xu Qinghuan was able to discuss them with him, even refuting one of his questions.

It's not that the old man's knowledge is lacking; however, some theories may be overturned and replaced by new ones in future generations as technology advances and research deepens.

Xu Qinghuan offered some insights, and the old man frowned deeply. After a while, he suddenly stood up and said, "Don't go, let's do an experiment on this." The two went to the laboratory and were busy for half a day.

Jiang Xingye searched for a long time before finally finding her. Xu Qinghuan, thinking of her two children at home, explained the experimental plan to the old man and said, "You go ahead and do it. I have to go back now."

The old man waved his hand, "Go, go!"

Just don't bother him.

Normally, Xu Qinghuan would get home around 5 or 6 o'clock, but today it's already 8 o'clock and her mother still hasn't come home, so the two little ones are about to rebel.

Jiang Xingcan didn't eat and just sat on the threshold of the hanging flower gate. Jiang Chijing took a small shovel and shoveled the soil in the yard half-heartedly. He didn't cry, but tears were streaming down his face.

Jiang Xingcan sobbed softly, "Don't Mommy and Daddy want us anymore?"

Jiang Xinglan was moved to tears by what she said. "Your parents are just busy with something. It's not that they don't want you anymore. Come inside quickly. It's cold. They'll be back in a little while."

Once inside the alley, it was pitch black, and Jiang Xingye slowed down his bicycle. He was anxious but also afraid of dropping his wife. When he finally reached the door, he heard his daughter crying, and his eyes welled up with tears.

He grabbed his bicycle and threw it inside the gate, then rushed towards the door, shouting, "Baby, Mommy and Daddy are home!"

Jiang Xingcan threw herself into her father's arms and burst into tears, "Waaah, Daddy's bad, Mommy's bad too, they don't want me and my little brother anymore."

"How could Mommy and Daddy not want you? You are Mommy and Daddy's good babies. We had some things to do today, so we came home late. No matter how late it is, Mommy and Daddy will come home. Don't cry, baby!"

While Jiang Xingye was comforting his daughter, Xu Qinghuan was nestled in her arms with her son. She picked him up and wiped his face with a handkerchief. "I'm sorry, Mom had something to do today and came back late. Have you eaten?"

Jiang Chijing leaned on his mother's shoulder and gently shook his head, "I'm not hungry!"

Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but chuckle.

Jiang Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh dear, no matter how we coaxed him, he wouldn't come inside. Grandpa and Grandma were so worried."

The two younger children didn't go inside, and the two elderly people waited at the door.

Now everyone went inside. The auntie reheated the food, and Xu Qinghuan told her to eat and then go back, and not to worry about the dishes.

"What's the rush? I'll be fine when I get back. I live nearby, it's just a short walk away, it's no big deal!"

Xu Qinghuan took out a net bag of apples that had been stored in her space for a long time and gave them to her, saying, "Take these home and eat them, they're really sweet."

The auntie only took two, saying, "I don't need that many. These are such rare things. I'll save them for Xingxing and Chichi."

"There's still some at home, take it back and eat it." Xu Qinghuan insisted that she take it back.

The aunt was deeply moved. She ate well here, and no one constantly criticized her work. The host family treated her generously, so she became even more dedicated to her work.

When it was time to sleep, the two children absolutely refused to go back to their own beds and insisted on sleeping with their parents.

After the two children fell asleep, Jiang Xingye called Xu Qinghuan over and held her in his arms. "From now on, don't bring the children in anymore. They're too young, and they might let something slip and cause trouble. We'll talk about it when they're older."

Xu Qinghuan had also considered this, "I won't bring it in for the time being."

The next day, Xu Qinghuan went to class five minutes early. There were more than a dozen homework assignments on her desk, most of which had not yet been handed in, but she didn't pay attention to them.

Xu Qinghuan felt a tap on her shoulder with a book. She turned around and saw Zhou Huiyan.

"Student Xu, I heard that you have been selected by Elder Cen as his last disciple. May I ask what skills you have that earned you this spot?"

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