371: Can we meet her?

Can we meet her?

"Old Master Nie, you said that Old Master Xi's granddaughter-in-law treated your legs and heart with acupuncture. How old is she now? Where is she working right now?"1

"Old Master, can you ask Old Master Xi if we can see his granddaughter-in-law? Her techniques in acupuncture are nothing short of amazing! If she's willing to pass down this technique, think about the people who can benefit from this!"

"That's right. That's right. Old Master, can we ask her for advice?"

"Stop, stop!" Elder Nie said, "Even though medicinal expertise is a great thing that benefits the country and the people, you guys are people who are considered experts, professors, or specialists. Will you willingly pass down the secrets of your trade so easily?"

Everyone, "…"

"If you can't make yourself do it, why should Qin Yan pass on the secrets of her trade? Isn't that asking too much? So, stop whatever it is that you plan to do!"

The hospital director's eyes dimmed upon hearing Old Master Nie's words.

Meanwhile, Nie Mianmian was hearing everything very silently. However, if anyone would observe her carefully, her body language radiated a mixture of frustration, anger, and resentment.

Each mention of the Qin Yan's name was like a prickling thorn, stabbing at Nie Mianmian's wounded pride. Bitterness simmered beneath her facade, as she struggled to suppress her negative emotions while family members unknowingly exacerbated the pain in her heart. Her eyes narrowed with her gaze burning with envy.

She could not believe it! Qin Yan was nothing but a pretty face. How could she possess such immense talent in medicine? This was not possible. Nie Mianmian refused to believe it.

Moreover, Master Nie was already fond of Qin Yan. Now that Elder Nie had witnessed her medical prowess, he could not stop praising her in front of everyone.

This intensified Nie Mianmian's emotions. Despite her best efforts to conceal her emotions, a flicker of resentment and hostility betrayed Nie Mianmian's facade. Her clenched fists and a downturned mouth revealed the internal struggle to contain her negative emotions.

But, as everyone was focused on Elder Nie's health, nobody noticed the changes in Nie Mianmian.

After a series of examinations and assurances that everything was fine, Elder Nie decided to head back.

*

Qin Yan had no idea of whatever happened in the hospital. She returned to the Moonlight villa and had dinner with Xi Ting and the little guy.

The next morning, Qin Yan returned to the Beijing University. The start of the new academic session brought a fresh wave of anticipation and excitement to her. As she entered the university campus, she couldn't help but notice the subtle changes that had occurred over the summer break.

The sun casted a golden hue on the campus, illuminating the tree-lined pathways and casting shadows on the buildings. Students milled about, some reuniting with friends they hadn't seen over the break, while others navigated the campus with maps in hand, searching for their classrooms and making mental notes of their schedules.

The student services center buzzed with activity, as staff members welcomed students, answering questions, and providing guidance. There was a vibrant display of colorful banners and bulletin boards, showcasing upcoming events, club meetings, and opportunities to get involved. Qin Yan couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of possibility as she absorbed the vibrant atmosphere.

Inside the main building, she joined a throng of students moving through the hallways. The walls displayed artwork and photographs capturing memorable moments from previous academic years, reminding her of the rich history and accomplishments of the college community. The sounds of excited chatter and laughter echoed through the corridors, blending with the soft hum of anticipation.

Qin Yan's first class of the new academic session awaited her. As she stepped into the lecture hall, the sight of familiar faces and the buzz of conversations brought her a sense of comfort. Students settled into their seats, the air filled with a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

They had gathered in small groups, eager to catch up with each other and share stories of their summer adventures.

[Hey, it's so good to see everyone again! How was your summer break?]

[Oh, it was amazing! I traveled to Beijing with my family and visited the Great Wall. The history and grandeur of it all were truly awe-inspiring.]

[That sounds incredible! I visited my hometown and explored some local cultural festivals. The vibrant colors and traditional performances were captivating.]

[Guess what? I volunteered at a panda sanctuary in Chengdu! I got to feed and interact with these adorable creatures. It was a dream come true.]

These discussions paused once the chattering students saw the professor entering the class.

The professor, an authoritative figure with a warm smile, stood at the front of the room, his voice commanding the attention of the eager students gathered before him.

"Good morning, everyone! Welcome to the new academic session. I'm thrilled to have you all here."

"So, without wasting any time, I'll let you know about the agenda of today," The professor said, projecting his voice with authority.

"Today, we have a special drill planned to challenge your skills in an emergency response. It's essential for aspiring medical professionals like yourselves to be prepared for real-life situations."

The students listened intently, their eyes focused on the professor, eager to absorb every word. Some of them adjusted their white coats, their hands nervously fidgeting with the stethoscopes hanging around their necks.

Qin Yan wasn't new to this as she had already experienced this in her previous life.

"We will be simulating a building collapse scenario," The professor continued, a serious expression on his face. "This exercise will test your ability to think on your feet, make critical decisions, and work efficiently as a team. Remember, effective communication and collaboration are crucial when lives are at stake."

He glanced around the room, making eye contact with each student, emphasizing the gravity of the upcoming drill, "You will be tasked with triaging and treating simulated victims trapped amidst the wreckage. It's your responsibility to assess their conditions, prioritize care, and provide necessary medical interventions."

A ripple of excitement and apprehension coursed through the classroom. The students exchanged glances, sensing the weight of the impending challenge.

The Professor's voice softened slightly, conveying empathy and encouragement, "I want you all to approach this drill with professionalism and a commitment to excellence. This is an opportunity for growth, a chance to put your knowledge and skills into practice. Learn from the experience, adapt to the unexpected, and support one another throughout the exercise."

He paused, allowing his words to sink in, before concluding with a reassuring smile. "I have faith in each and every one of you. Remember, the path to becoming exceptional healthcare professionals begins with mastering these foundational skills. Good luck, and let's make the most of this opportunity."

The students nodded, their faces reflecting a mixture of determination and nervous anticipation. They filed out of the classroom, ready to face the challenges that awaited them in the mock drill, eager to prove their abilities and make a difference in the lives they would someday touch.

As they made their way to the designated drill area, their minds buzzed with excitement and a touch of anxiety, bracing themselves for the unknown scenarios they were about to encounter. The words of the Professor lingered in their thoughts, fueling their determination to rise to the occasion and demonstrate their capabilities as future medical professionals.

The students gathered in the designated area, their faces filled with anticipation and a touch of nervousness. The Professor divided them into groups, carefully considering their strengths and areas of expertise. Qin Yan found herself assigned to a diverse group of classmates, each with their own unique skills and backgrounds.

"Alright, everyone, let's form your groups!" The Professor announced, his voice carrying authority, "You will work together to triage and treat the simulated victims in the designated areas. Remember to utilize each member's strengths and communicate effectively. Time is of the essence."

The students scattered as soon as the professor told them so. Qin Yan stood tall amidst the chaos of the mock drill, her focus sharpened and her senses heightened.

The simulated disaster scene sprawled before her, strewn with debris, scattered mannequin victims, and a sense of urgency. Qin Yan donned her medical gear with precision, adjusting her white coat and securing the stethoscope around her neck. She took a deep breath, centering herself, and surveyed the area, assessing the situation.

With swift, determined strides, Qin Yan moved purposefully through the chaotic scene, her eyes scanning for injured victims in need of immediate attention. Her group clustered around a trapped mannequin, its limbs contorted unnaturally.

"Everyone, let's assess the situation," Qin Yan called out, her voice steady and authoritative, "Remember our training. Check for vital signs and prioritize those who require immediate medical intervention."

The students nodded, their faces reflecting a mix of nerves and determination, as they followed Qin Yan's lead. Together, they swiftly established a makeshift triage area, sorting the injured based on the severity of their conditions.

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