City's Best Divine Doctor-Chapter 1444 - 1443: You’re Amazing!

Professor Liu was performing a dissection on a frog while explaining to the surrounding students, each of whom also had a live frog in hand.

However, whether the students would dare to dissect the frog like Professor Liu remained unknown.

After injecting the appropriate amount of anesthetic into the frog’s body, putting it in a state of anesthesia, the students began to dissect the frog as advised by Professor Liu.

Although it looked somewhat gory, these frogs were artificially bred, and since they were studying medicine to perform surgeries for future medical treatments, it was perfectly normal.

While other students started dissecting frogs, Ye Qiu was watching.

Professor Liu had a deep impression of Ye Qiu, not only because Ye Qiu scored full marks on exams but because his answers were always excellent.

This gave Professor Liu a very good impression of Ye Qiu.

"Ye Qiu, why haven’t you started?" Professor Liu asked.

"Professor Liu, this frog dissection experiment is too simple for me, it’s child’s play."

"Child’s play? How do you know without trying?" Although Ye Qiu excelled in theory classes, Professor Liu believed theory and practice differed, and practical courses relied on personal hands-on abilities.

Some people are excellent in theory but have poor practical skills.

"Professor Liu, how about if I dissect the frog better than you, I won’t need to come to practical classes in the future?" Ye Qiu asked.

He found the first class interesting, wanting to see what it was about, but if every class were like this, Ye Qiu thought he’d rather not.

It wasn’t necessary for treating patients this way.

"Impossible! I don’t believe you would dissect a frog better than I do; over the decades, I have handled thousands of frogs, knowing them as well as I know the bridges I’ve crossed better than the roads you’ve walked," Professor Liu stated directly.

Professor Liu could hardly believe Ye Qiu would do better than the other students around.

"Professor Liu, let’s give it a try then!" Ye Qiu chuckled.

When the surrounding students stepped aside, Ye Qiu picked up a frog and injected it with anesthetic himself, beginning the dissection.

Initially, Professor Liu thought Ye Qiu was bluffing, but soon he realized Ye Qiu wasn’t boasting. Ye Qiu not only quickly dissected each part of the frog’s body but also knew how to use concentrated sulfuric acid for experiments and recorded the data.

From start to finish, some were introduced by Professor Liu, while others had not been mentioned, and Ye Qiu executed it flawlessly.

To Professor Liu, it seemed Ye Qiu might have learned these things in advance. He asked, "Ye Qiu, did you study this in high school?"

In high school biology classes, if the school’s conditions were good, there might have been similar experiments done once or twice to give students an experience, unlike in university where these experiments are better done with a full lab report and related papers written.

Seeing Ye Qiu perform everything perfectly, Professor Liu thought Ye Qiu might have learned it in high school.

Ye Qiu shook his head and said, "Professor Liu, I haven’t learned this before, but I’ve read books. To me, these are indeed just child’s play."

Professor Liu was at a loss for words.

With Ye Qiu’s skill level, he indeed didn’t need these lessons anymore; it was simply a waste of time. Being able to dissect a frog so flawlessly was something even he couldn’t achieve.

Now that Ye Qiu didn’t want to attend the practical class, should he agree?

After all, with Ye Qiu doing so well just now, continuing to attend these classes was indeed a waste of time.

"Ye Qiu, you don’t have to attend, but you must submit a well-written experiment report and paper to the class representative, understood?"

This posed no problem for Ye Qiu.

"Professor Liu, I’ll be leaving then."

Ye Qiu couldn’t stand the smell in the laboratory much longer.

With looks of envy and admiration from the other students, Ye Qiu left the laboratory, disposed of the disposable gloves, changed out of the lab coat, washed his hands and disinfected them. Once outside, Ye Qiu felt much more comfortable.

It was the third class period, around ten in the morning, and Ye Qiu planned to go to the Affiliated Hospital to continue Bernard’s treatment.

Having treated his hands yesterday, today he would proceed with his feet.

As Ye Qiu stepped out, he unexpectedly saw Lin Wanqing, with a beaming smile, jogging over. Ye Qiu could only stop and look at her, asking, "Why are you running?"

"Ye Qiu, I didn’t expect you’re really amazing!" Lin Wanqing laughed again.

"What do you mean, amazing?"

Ye Qiu wasn’t aware that the piano piece he composed for Prince Perfume during the Spring Festival, akin to the piece Untitled, had already gone viral on the internet and among the piano community.

Especially the piece for Prince Perfume, which many found pleasing to the ear, had now even become a ringtone for mobile phones.

However, Prince Perfume, like Untitled, carried a somewhat tragic tone, making it suitable for newly heartbroken individuals to listen to.

Lin Wanqing was surprised that Ye Qiu had composed such a piano piece in Europe and that it was now globally popular, while Ye Qiu seemed unaware of it.

"Did you go to Europe recently?"

"Yes, I just returned the day before yesterday."

"Why didn’t you tell me? I wanted to go with you," Lin Wanqing said.

"I went with the advisor."

The advisor?

Wasn’t it Song Ying?

Lin Wanqing hadn’t imagined that Ye Qiu and Song Ying went to France together, potentially implying that their relationship was as rumored at Jin University.

Thinking about Song Ying’s appearance and temperament, and then her own figure, Lin Wanqing couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed, wondering if she couldn’t compare to Song Ying.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Qiu noticed that people associated with art or literature were particularly sensitive, and Lin Wanqing was clearly the same now.

"Nothing, nothing. Where were you just now? I went to your classroom but didn’t see you," Lin Wanqing asked curiously.

"I was in the lab doing the frog dissection experiment. I finished early and came out. Do you smell the frog scent on my hand?" When Ye Qiu extended his hand for Lin Wanqing to sniff, she quickly dodged.

"I don’t want to smell! Don’t you medical students kill lots of frogs?"

"One per person, that’s a lot. The next practical class will probably be the same, and eventually, we’ll have to dissect cadavers," Ye Qiu laughed.

Clinical medicine in medical school was a required field, inevitably involving such studies. However, to Ye Qiu, it was not a concern.