"Heart-clear." Sheng Jintian saw her standing in place and looked at the paper crane on the ground, and called her with a slight frown, "Such a boy is not worthy of your memory." ”

Xia Xincheng nodded: "I just thought of something else." You didn't have surgery today? ”

"My surgeries are all by appointment and come to the academy for classes, so I don't sit during the day on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, and I will be on duty for a while at night."

Xia Xincheng didn't expect Sheng Jintian to appear precisely again, she never told him where she was, how did she know her location?

"Doctor, are you going to class now? What do I need to prepare? ”

Sheng Jintian handed her a folder, and after opening it, it was his itinerary, and to her surprise, his time coincided with his own course, with a break in between, but also a business trip to study.

"That's what you mean by assistant activities? But I'm not a medical student, so I can't help you. ”

"It's because you don't study medicine that you're suitable to be an assistant."

Xia Xincheng didn't understand, and followed Sheng Jintian to the classroom of the medical school.

The cooperative relationship with C University is Ronghe Hospital, Sheng Jintian is too famous, so he is a distinguished professor.

Sheng Jintian had surgery on Monday, theory class on Tuesday, practical class on Wednesday, and he was in the hospital on Thursday and Friday.

And she is now in a full-day class on Mondays and Thursdays, and Tuesdays are in the morning, and the rest of the time can be arranged freely.

The moment she followed Sheng Jintian into the teaching building, it felt like she had gone to a press conference, the corridor and stairs were full of flower baskets, they were on the third floor, and after walking up, they saw five or six people standing at the door from a distance, and the front was a girl wearing a lace and diamond skirt and a ruby rose hairpin.

She held a bouquet of flowers larger than her body, covered with white silk.

Han Jiayi stepped forward and smiled innocently: "Welcome, Professor Sheng, my name is Han Jiayi, I am a second-year student in the Department of Clinical Medicine, and I am honored to be taught by you. ”

Han Jiayi's voice was very good, crisp and pleasant, and her big eyes were full of admiration for Sheng Jintian.

Xia Xincheng saw that the other classmates were all dressed up carefully, in contrast, Han Jiayi's lace and diamond skirt was like a Buddha jumping over the wall, and her bib pants were a plate of stir-fried vegetables.

Sheng Jintian took a few steps back and motioned for Xia Xincheng to put away the bouquet.

"Pollen can easily cause allergies, so you don't have to prepare it anymore." Sheng Jintian's words were faint, Xia Xincheng thought that the students would feel embarrassed, but he never thought that they were all immersed in excitement regardless of gender.

followed Sheng Jintian into the classroom, helped him open the multimedia, and then put the copywriting away, originally she planned to sit in the first row to facilitate leaving, but found that the students here occupied the first five rows neatly, and there were no empty seats.

The classrooms of the medical school are not large, there are only eight rows in total, because the affiliated hospital of C University is Tianren Hospital, and the original number of places recruited is not much, plus if you can pass the exam to enter Tianren Hospital, you will be qualified to study abroad, which also makes many people want to come to C University.

Generally, a specially appointed doctor like Sheng Jintian will not come to C University to teach, of course, it also depends on my wishes.

Not only the second year of graduate school, but also students from other grades wanted to come to the class, but the course was too full.

Xia Xincheng sat in the back, took out a notebook and began to record what Sheng Jintian said in this class.

This is Sheng Jintian's request, although she doesn't understand very well, why a student studying chemistry should come to be an assistant to a medical teacher.

"Good afternoon, everyone, I am a neurosurgeon at Tianren Hospital, Sheng Jintian."

As soon as he finished introducing himself, warm applause broke out below, Xia Xincheng felt that he had really come to the fan meeting, and they just held up the sign and said "I love you".

"She is my assistant Xia Xincheng."

After Sheng Jintian finished speaking, the whole class looked back at her, she immediately got up and bowed, she was a senior, and the seniors sitting there were all seniors in the second year of research, and she was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Professor, I have a question." Han Jiayi raised her hand and stood up, "Student Xia is not a graduate student of our medical school, why did he become your assistant?" ”

Other students also questioned Xia Xincheng, and Xia Xincheng wanted to say it because she worked for rent.

Life is compelling, senior!

"The assistant is for my convenience, and it is precisely because she is not a medical student that I can look at this part-time job more calmly and objectively."

His expression was cold, and his words were simple, but with the momentum of not accepting rebuttals.

Sheng Jintian is an authority outside the gods and one of the signboards of Tianren Hospital, and no one wants to ask questions about his words again.

"My classroom doesn't allow me to take pictures with my phone, you can answer the phone or text online, but please leave the classroom from the back to take care of personal matters."

Then he began to lecture.

Xia Xincheng, as a layman, felt very useful after listening to a class, Sheng Jintian talked about a lot of the latest medical methods, and treatment experience, and there were many cases in the class.

Sheng Jintian's class is domineering but free, there is only one word in your heart, that is the wind of the king, Xia Xincheng felt that such a small class was given by him with the momentum of a thousand-person lecture hall.

Sheng Jintian allows students to ask questions, no matter how difficult it is, he will answer patiently, although he gives people a strong coercion, but also makes people feel that they can communicate.

He seldom stopped at the podium, but walked slowly around the classroom, even if he didn't take the textbook, he remembered every page and every line, but he talked more about the content outside the book, and the whole class was so busy that the students were octopus, for fear of missing a little bit of content.

After a class, Xia Xincheng somewhat understood why the medical students admired him so much.

The last few minutes of the class were reserved for everyone to ask questions, and one of the boys raised his hand.

"Professor Sheng, what do you think is the most important thing in studying medicine?"

Sheng Jintian replied without hesitation: "Basic skills." ”

The boy was obviously a little surprised: "Everyone can practice the basic skills, is it important?" ”

Sheng Jintian walked back to the lectern, leaned on the lectern slightly, and put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, looking casual but very handsome.

At this time, several students couldn't help but secretly take pictures.

"How many can you tie a minute with one hand?" Sheng Jintian asked.

The boy thought for a moment: "You can do 80 at most in a minute." ”

Others lamented that fifty or sixty a minute is usually the norm.

Sheng Jintian said lightly: "I'm 200 a minute." ”

"Wow!"

Everyone in the class sighed, and the boy seemed to be a little unconvinced, and continued to ask: "But this doesn't mean anything, an operation is not about the speed of knotting, isn't it just about the quality of the sutures?" ”

Sheng Jintian looked at the boy seriously: "If there is a major casualty, in the face of hundreds of patients, what do you think 80 and 200 mean?" ”

The boy stopped talking, he walked behind the lectern and continued: "Is it to save the life of the wounded, or to be pampered?" Do you want to thank yourself for your solid basic skills, or do you regret that you didn't learn more in the first place? ”