The Shoucheng National dical College, located within the Fifth Ring, boasts unique architecture and extrely complete facilities, making it a top-tier dical institution.
Countless aspiring doctors, with their dical goals in mind, co here, eager to study dicine and beco useful talents in hospitals in the future.
Gu Tong ca from the First Royal dical College. Her alma mater and the National dical College are sister schools, so she has a certain understanding of the teaching standards at the National dical College.
"Junior, Building No. 3 is the faculty building. If you’re registering, you need to go to the fifth floor to report to Director Hao."
Hao Jiale, being warm-hearted, was the first to explain everything she knew.
"Thank you!"
Gu Tong nodded her head and uttered a word of thanks before preparing to head towards Building No. 3.
"Junior... wait... I’ll take you there..." Hao Jiale awkwardly rubbed the back of her head and said, "Director Hao is my uncle. I was about to bring him a lunch box, so we’re on the sa path..."
For so reason, Hao Jiale felt an inexplicable desire to be close to Gu Tong, always feeling an inexplicable sense of closeness when around her.
Of course, it might also be due to her capabilities. Hao Jiale, being a gentle woman, inevitably harbored curiosity towards won like Gu Tong.
"Let’s go together then."
During her ti at the dical College, Gu Tong was already used to students being relatives of the teachers.
Perhaps due to the emphasis on inheritance among doctors, many wish for their children to follow in their footsteps, leading to the existence of many dical families.
"Junior, this way."
Hao Jiale led Gu Tong straight toward Building No. 3, with a gentle smile on her lips, "Junior, did you transfer to the National dical College?"
Transfer? Not quite!
"External assignnt!"
Old Xue personally arranged it, fearing she would have too much downti, so without delay, she was given a temporary external assignnt.
"External assignnt?"
Shouldn’t it be called a transfer...
Could it be that the naming is different in different places...
"Yes, it was arranged by my elders, and I had no choice!"
If following the normal process, you wouldn’t be reassigned to another task while on a mission.
Gu Tong and Li Yan were practically unprecedented cases.
Making it seem like they were on a holiday, a few tasks had to be given to them, lest they beco ’neglectful of their duties.’
"You don’t like studying dicine, do you..." Hao Jiale was slightly stunned, completely misunderstanding Gu Tong’s aning.
In fact, quite a few people within the Academy didn’t like studying dicine. Many students were pushed onto this path by their families because their elders believed it was a path with boundless prospects.
This question made Gu Tong pause slightly, and she instinctively responded, "I’m used to it!"
Having been in the dical field for many years, a lot of things, whether liked or not, no longer mattered, or perhaps, these things had beco so routine, like second nature.
"You’re used to it..." Hao Jiale didn’t understand what Gu Tong ant, involuntarily pursing her lips, quietly contemplating the aning in her words, trying to savor the thoughts behind them.
Having reached this point in the conversation, Gu Tong didn’t intend to continue. With a courteous smile on her red lips, she leisurely followed behind Hao Jiale, climbing the stairs of Building No. 3 floor by floor.
The stairs at the National dical College are long, and also quite spacious. In a short while, they had already reached the door of the director’s office on the fifth floor.
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