CHAPTER 518: CHAPTER 502 BAI YIYI CRUSHES EVERYONE IN THE ROOM

Fang Peizhong saw Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting, gritting his teeth; if it wasn’t for Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao, he wouldn’t have been locked up for a month, nor would he have a limp.

It was all thanks to them that he ended up like this.

Now the two of them were living so comfortably.

Fang Peizhong was filled with immense hatred.

But he didn’t show it on his face.

His fist clenched tightly under the table.

Liu Hongmei looked at Fang Peizhong’s expression and was scared out of her wits.

Every time Fang Peizhong was like this, it meant someone was in for trouble.

She was on edge, afraid it would affect her and the child.

She really had to consider whether to leave Fang Peizhong.

But her family was like that; if she left the Fang family, her family definitely wouldn’t agree.

What to do then?

When the banquet ended, Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting accompanied Old Mrs. Song as she left.

Fang Peizhong nonchalantly slipped a necklace left behind by some official’s wife into his pocket.

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"Today’s lesson is about surgical knives. Everyone knows the old saying, ’To do a good job, one must first sharpen their tools.’ This is the best way to describe our doctors’ surgical knives. Now, who among you will come up and talk about surgical knives? I believe you’ve all done your pre-reading, so come on, speak up."

Li Xueming looked eagerly at the students below; the surgical knife is their professional tool.

It is the lifelong love of a surgeon; this is their first lesson in falling in love with their tool.

Isn’t there a saying in ancient times about formidable swordsmen becoming one with their swords?

The same goes for them.

The scalpel is part of them.

There was complete silence below.

Flipping through books is one thing, but giving a speech, no.

It would be a death sentence.

Looking at the dazzling array of surgical knives, for them to articulate the differences, sorry, they aren’t qualified yet.

Each kept their heads down, pretending to be quail.

Li Xueming coughed once, the awkward silence was unbearable.

Students not striving makes a teacher bitter.

"Wang Huan, you do it."

Wang Huan tilted his head, face pale, clutching his stomach, raised his hand, "Teacher! My stomach hurts, I need to go to the bathroom. No, teacher, I’m going to have an accident in my pants..."

Rushed out hurriedly, running faster than a rabbit.

Laughter erupted in the room.

Li Xueming shook his head helplessly, this kid is always like this.

Scanning his kingdom, the students who had just been laughing loudly, instantly became as obedient as wooden figures.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting raised their hands simultaneously.

Song Moting smiled lightly.

His homework was prepared together with his wife, the two of them reciting and memorizing together.

This was his strong suit.

Plus, with Bai Yiyi as a little teacher supervising, how could they not work hard?

Even Bai Yiyi, a six-year-old child, could recite backwards fluently, motivating the couple to keep up, afraid of being embarrassed by the little girl.

Jiang Xiaoxiao pursed her lips; if it weren’t for her deliberately making mistakes a few times, she wouldn’t be able to explain how she had such a good memory.

Li Xueming was about to call on someone.

A child peeked in from the doorway.

"Teacher, can I answer?"

A single sentence made the college students burst into laughter.

At a glance, it was a five or six-year-old little sprout, a little girl with two small braids, fair skin, bright black eyes, cheeks flushed from running, making her look very endearing.

Wearing a bright red cotton jacket, black pants underneath, and black leather shoes.

It was obvious she must be a teacher’s child.

Li Xueming became interested.

He waved toward the little girl at the door.

"Little girl, come in, what’s your name?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao covered her face.

Why did Bai Yiyi come?

"Teacher, my name is Bai Yiyi. I saw so many older brothers and sisters unwilling to answer, but the question isn’t difficult, so I wanted to answer."

Ever since this little girl came to their house, her self-confidence had been through the roof; mainly because at home she frequently crushed Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao, to the point that she believed she was invincible.

Of course, this was also related to Jiang Xiaoxiao’s educational style; she didn’t want to crush the child’s confidence. So often silently nurturing this child while both she and Song Moting made concessions.

The stronger the child’s confidence, the stronger the interest in learning these things grows.

Of course, knowing Bai Yiyi was naturally gifted, the child had a photographic memory. If she wasn’t so young and exposed to so little, she could easily outshine the two of them.

Take the matter of surgical knives for example; although she didn’t recognize many words, when it came to memory, she remembered them far better than the two of them.

That’s why Bai Yiyi was so daring.

"My name is Bai Yiyi!"

Bai Yiyi, very composed, showed not a hint of embarrassment facing a room full of elder brothers and sisters.

When she first arrived in Jingbei, she was timid and weak, but after spending so much time with Jiang Xiaoxiao and the Song family, with Old Mrs. Song often taking this adopted granddaughter around to show off and see the world,

this child was long past being shaken by change, having seen both big scenes and vast world.

How could she fear such a scene now?

"Alright then, since these older brothers and sisters can’t answer, you help them answer."

Li Xueming naturally didn’t think the little girl in front of him could answer the questions about surgical knives very thoroughly.

Even if he picked his best student, he wouldn’t expect a very accurate response, he only hoped to use this little girl to spur everyone on.

He believed the little girl’s parents must be professors here at the university; hence, there was some familial education involved, so she might indeed know something about surgical knives.

As long as the child could answer one or two points, it would be enough to cause the big brothers and sisters in front of her to feel ashamed.

Bai Yiyi started speaking eloquently.

"The role of surgical knives is very important in surgery. Every doctor should minimize damage to human tissues as much as possible. Therefore, a very suitable tool must be chosen. The structure of human tissues is very complex; choosing the best tool can significantly increase the chances of a successful operation by the doctor.

Now, let me give everyone a brief introduction to the types of surgical knives.

A doctor’s scalpel typically consists of a handle and a blade, where the blade is disposable, and the handle needs to be sterilized after each use, allowing for reuse. The most common handle models are No. 3, No. 4, and No. 7.

Blades are used to cut open various tissues of the human body. Common surgical blades include No. 15 small round blades, No. 10 medium round blades, No. 20~23 large round blades, No. 11 pointed blades, No. 12 sickle blades, and so on.

Generally, medium and large round blades are used to cut the skin, subcutaneous, muscle, and periosteum, while small round blades are used for detailed cutting in ophthalmology and hand surgery; pointed blades are for cutting blood vessels, nerves, and heart tissues; blades resembling a ’crescent-shaped knife’ are mainly used for otolaryngology operations on the palatal pharynx.

The types and models of surgical knives for surgeons are endless, I can give a more comprehensive introduction, for example..."

The room full of students now listened somewhat dumbfounded, Professor Li Xueming’s serious demeanor was enough to confirm that the little girl wasn’t saying anything wrong.

Many people hurriedly opened their books and compared; the little girl’s words were flawless.