Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

An Xueyan has experienced such substitute teaching incidents many times, so she stood calmly on the podium and explained the boring medical knowledge in a vivid and interesting way.

After the class started, the students focused their attention and listened attentively.

Looking at the young faces below who were thirsty for knowledge, An Xueyan was multitasking and sighed that time passed so quickly.

She can even teach college students...

——She stayed in Guangxi Provincial Hospital for three years and left there just before the college entrance examination. During those years, she treated countless patients.

Everyone in the entire military region knew that her medical skills were as good as those of Mr. Feng, and she was even given the title of little miracle doctor.

During those three years, she never stayed at home except for going back twice a year to take the final exams. The following year, with the approval of her master, she obtained her Chinese medicine practitioner license.

War broke out in Guangxi Province in the second year after they arrived. An Xueyan participated in the rescue work on the front line without telling her master.

For this purpose, she also learned how to suture with a knife from the hospital's surgeons.

At the front line, seeing the bloody appearance of wounded soldiers, she had never felt the cruelty of war so directly before. She was deeply shocked and filled with admiration and emotion for those lovely people.

The peaceful life that the people enjoy today is paid for with the blood of others. They silently guard this land with their flesh and blood and firm faith.

During that time, she desperately used what she had learned, tirelessly saving the lives of every living hero.

I don’t remember how many wounded people I saved, nor do I remember who they were.

She only remembered that a month later, the person in charge of the medical station was afraid that something might happen to her in that condition, so he had her forcibly taken back to the hospital from the front-line rescue station.

For a long time after she came back, her mind was still filled with the bloody wounds of the wounded.

She couldn't sleep all night, and her father and master were very worried about her. They kept trying to find ways to provide her with psychological counseling.

That state lasted for more than half a month before I slowly came out of it.

She scored first in the country in the college entrance examination, rejected invitations from several top universities, and firmly applied to the best medical school in the country.

It took me 5 years to complete my undergraduate and master's studies, and I am currently studying for a doctorate under Professor Wang, a leading figure in pharmacy.

…“Ding-ling-ling~”

"That's all for today's class. Remember to look up the information for your homework and complete it on time."

After saying that, I packed up my textbooks and prepared to leave when a few bold girls in the front row came over.

One of the short-haired girls said, "God of Study... no... Senior, can I ask you a few personal questions?"

She stopped and looked at the schoolmate who was older than her.

He smiled calmly and said, "You can ask, but I may not answer."

"Senior, are you an adult? What did you apply to make your skin look so good?" It turns out that girls of all ages love beauty.

The other students in the classroom also pricked up their ears to listen.

"I'm standing at the doorstep of adulthood, and I can't wait to step in!

My skin is so good! I don’t use any fancy products. It’s all thanks to my thick skin. I’m not afraid of wind or rain.”

The classroom was filled with the heart-breaking voices of many boys. Fatty and Haozi were in tears. Not only was the girl they liked a genius, she was also a minor.

I just felt the breath of love and then I broke up. Why is the world so cruel?

However, there was a hint of kindness in the girls' eyes when they looked at An Xueyan.

"Senior, you're such a good student. What's your secret? Can we graduate early?"

An Xueyan...

Can she say that this is innate?

So he said: "There is no shortcut to learning. I believe everyone has a smart brain to be able to enter university.

As long as you work hard, hold yourself to high standards, and put in more effort than others, you will definitely graduate early. Come on!

"Senior...you..."

"Senior, I want to ask..."

After she answered a few questions, the group of students became bolder and surrounded her, asking her a lot of questions.

If the next class hadn't started soon, An Xueyan wouldn't have been able to walk out. She would have said hello to the teacher who came to class and left in a hurry.

I rubbed my face on the way and reflected on whether my attitude was too gentle, resulting in a lack of authority?

After thinking about all sorts of things, I arrived at my mentor Professor Wang's house and walked into the yard as if it were my own home.

I asked Professor Wu, my mentor's husband, "Teacher Wu, are you hanging out the laundry? Did you take your medicine on time?"

After saying that, she walked over to help hang the clothes. Professor Wu, who was hanging clothes in the yard, saw her and replied, "I've eaten. I'm reading in the house now."

Then he asked with a smile: "Xiaoyan has finished her class. How are the freshmen this year?"

Today was supposed to be his class, but he saw that his wife didn't look very well yesterday and was worried about her being alone at home, so he asked An Xueyan to take his class in the morning.

An Xueyan said casually, "I'm only teaching one class, so how can I know their level? But they are quite brave. I hope they won't be so trembling that they can't hold the scalpel steadily during the dissection later."

Professor Wu laughed and said, "Hahaha, that's not bad. It would be ridiculous if a clinical student couldn't even hold a scalpel."

"If we could have more talented people like you, our country's medical technology would definitely catch up with those self-proclaimed advanced countries."

"I am one of a kind in the world, and I probably won't find another one.

But..." He paused for a moment and said, "There are still some similarly smart brains!"

After the clothes were hung up, Professor Wu waved his hand and said, "Alright, you little slut, go find your teacher."

An Xueyan, who was disliked, did not worry about it and went to find Professor Wang with a smile.

"Teacher, how are you feeling today?"

When I entered the study and saw Professor Wang, I asked with concern.

"Much better. It's just a minor problem. You guys are making such a fuss."

Seeing her indifferent attitude, An Xueyan couldn't help but nagging: "Let me take another look at it for you. You have to pay attention to this little problem.

If you hadn't neglected your health and stayed up late for long periods of time, leading to a series of physical problems caused by lack of sleep, you wouldn't have fainted in the lab. If someone in the lab hadn't been there to treat you in time, what would you have done on your own?"

He walked over to the chair on the other side, reached out, took the teacher's wrist and took his pulse.

Professor Wang sighed and said gently, "Why are you as long-winded as Old Wu now?"

She joked: "Be careful not to become a little old lady before you turn 18."

While taking the pulse, he replied, "I wouldn't be so long-winded as to talk to ordinary people."

"Teacher, please lie down on the bed. I will give you another acupuncture treatment."

"No need for that. I can take care of it slowly." Professor Wang refused fearfully.

Her last acupuncture treatment left her with a psychological trauma, and she didn't want to be pricked like a hedgehog.

The key is that it is itchy and painful, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

"I promise it won't hurt this time. Just close your eyes for a while and you'll be fine..."

He coaxed her into bed with a lot of tricks, and this time she didn't lie. She really didn't feel anything when he penetrated her.