Reborn and Counterattack: The CEO's Powerful Sweetheart-Chapter 802 - 801: We’re Here for Class
Building 5, multifunctional training classroom.
Specifically allocated by the National Medical College for the use of three courses.
Upon entering the classroom, the first thing Gu Tong felt was its spaciousness; the entire room was completely empty, not a single student in sight.
It’s really quiet. It’s not just few—there’s literally none, okay...
Gu Tong’s lips twitched.
The courses at the National Medical College are tightly scheduled. Aside from the main courses being allocated and scheduled, all elective courses take place at the same time. Because of this, teachers for popular electives usually repeat the class four or five times.
Even the less popular courses have one or two classes scheduled. It’s very rare for a course not to be scheduled at all...
However, on second thought, this seems quite normal.
Gu Tong remembered when she was a student at the First Royal Medical College, very few students opted for these three courses. Those who backed out at the last minute, those who feared the hard work, those who quit halfway, and those who just wanted the credits but didn’t stick it out—after excluding all these, it was already good if five students remained.
After all, being a doctor on the battlefield is not easy; there’s always a possibility of bleeding and sacrifice. All students know this, and thus, not many want to become battlefield doctors. Unless driven by a strong sense of patriotism or heroic ideals, who would risk their life to be a doctor on the battlefield?
As for the lineup of doctors on the battlefield, they were all directly trained by the Academy of Quality, and the real expansion of enrollment wouldn’t happen for several years.
This teacher is taking it way too easy.
Gu Tong leaned back in her chair, naturally placing her legs on the table, looking every bit like a military rogue.
Anyway, with no one else around, she wasn’t worried about her image.
’Knock, knock, knock—’
No sooner had Gu Tong sat down than the faint sound of knocking reached her ears.
She instinctively put her legs back on the ground and said calmly, "Come in!"
’Creak—’
The door opened a crack.
A male student, looking a bit nervous, walked in and said, "Report, teacher... we’re here for class..."
As his words landed, a few more students followed him into the classroom, all visibly tense, as if there were wild beasts like wolves and tigers inside.
Battlefield trauma, maxillofacial surgery, field surgery—just hearing those names sounds terrifying...
If it weren’t for being forced to enroll by the senior teachers at the college, they swore they would never come to learn this on their own.
The National Medical College is such a small world that nothing stays hidden. As soon as Gu Tong took the position, news spread quickly.
The male student with glasses took the lead, walking a couple of steps forward. Scanning the room, he finally noticed Gu Tong sitting in the lectern chair, and was momentarily stunned, saying, "Whe- where’s the teacher..."
Gu Tong: "..."
Do I really look that unlike a teacher...
With that thought, Gu Tong raised her hand, indicating herself, and said helplessly, "I am."
Male student: "..."
Other students: "..."
She doesn’t look like a teacher at all...
Completely unreliable...
Everyone internally complained, a range of emotions bubbling up, and they all expressed slight skepticism about Gu Tong’s capability.
"Make way!"
An abrupt voice rang out from behind the male students.
Hao Jiale walked briskly into the classroom with a bag, her eyes downcast, quickly scanning for a seat in the first row. She placed her bag on the desk and said, "When does class start?"
Hao Jiale had an unwilling look about her, no need to ask—it was obvious she was forced to come too.
