CHAPTER 521: CHAPTER 505 I AM HERE

"Alright, all students attending the first practical lesson today, please step forward voluntarily. I’m going to start calling names, and those on my list should line up and take a seat at the front."

Song Qingyun held the list, causing all those who hoped to escape to sigh inwardly. This professor was too serious.

Why do we need roll call?

The front row of the lecture hall was cleared, and all the freshmen voluntarily sat down in the front, including Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Song Qingyun’s assistant came in carrying a box.

"All the needles in these boxes have been sterilized. You’ll form pairs and draw blood from each other. Whoever successfully draws the first tube of blood will have completed the task, and this score will be recorded in your graduation grade.

Of course, if you don’t complete it in class, you can come to me privately to submit your assignment. If the blood drawing isn’t done, your credit will be deducted, putting your graduation score at risk.

You need to practice mutually below, but you won’t be allowed to take the needles home. Privately, you can buy needles, sterilize them by boiling, and practice."

Song Qingyun’s words shocked everyone.

This score would actually be included in their credits, and the students who didn’t care earlier now took it seriously.

Once they heard they needed to form pairs immediately.

Familiar students quickly paired up.

Feng Na originally wanted to partner with Jiang Xiaoxiao, but was pulled away by Jin Xiaomei.

She couldn’t refuse.

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw herself left alone; it just so happened there was one person left for her.

The others seemed to be watching the show.

Everyone felt a bit smug.

Jiang Xiaoxiao had a somewhat special case in this school; everyone kept their distance out of respect, yet some wanted to curry favor with her.

So they were both afraid of and wanted to befriend her.

People have conflicting feelings. Now seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao, despite her strong connections, still couldn’t avoid being isolated, some felt a sense of pleasure.

"Look at how poor Jiang Xiaoxiao’s popularity is!"

"This is embarrassing, no one’s teaming up with her to see who she’ll stick. Seems like her credits will have a hard time."

"Don’t worry about her. She has strong backing. Maybe Professor Song will send someone over to let her practice. Just wonder how many attempts she’ll take. If anyone teams with her, that’s who I’d worry about."

"If Jiang Xiaoxiao faints at the sight of blood, that’ll be interesting. She’d pass out at a glimpse."

"You’re bad-minded!"

Song Qingyun sighed. Though these murmurs were spoken softly, the tone was deliberately loud enough for Jiang Xiaoxiao to hear.

Essentially, it was just that Jiang Xiaoxiao was not popular and not united with classmates.

It was clear these classmates were targeting Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Even the juniors and seniors held grudges against a sophomore. What exactly bothered them about Jiang Xiaoxiao?

"Jiang Xiaoxiao..."

Song Qingyun, both personally and professionally, couldn’t just watch Jiang Xiaoxiao be embarrassed here.

He was about to have his assistant step in.

But Jiang Xiaoxiao spoke up.

"Professor Song, can I draw blood from myself?"

This statement caused an uproar.

"Where did this weirdo Jiang Xiaoxiao come from to draw blood from herself? She’s never drawn blood from anyone else and dares to stick herself with a needle. Truly fearless because she knows nothing."

"See, I told you Jiang Xiaoxiao doesn’t know anything, can’t even understand such a simple concept."

"Professor Song was just about to help her, and she ended up blocking him with one sentence. Such a person doesn’t deserve sympathy."

"Women really are long on hair, short on sense."

"Drawing blood on herself? I admire Jiang Xiaoxiao."

"Alright, let’s see how this woman performs. I bet it’s just an act."

"I didn’t say it earlier, but now I think she’s just trying to earn favor from Professor Song."

"Nonsense, Jiang Xiaoxiao doesn’t need to earn favor; that’s her uncle."

"Hold on a minute..."

There was a heated debate going on.

Someone raised their hand.

"Professor Song, I’m willing to be Jiang Xiaoxiao’s practice subject."

This statement caused an uproar.

Is there such a fool?

Must be crazy!

Who doesn’t know that freshmen can’t stick a vein without a few dozen attempts?

This isn’t just an injection; it’s a vein stick—level up in difficulty.

Not drawing blood is impossible, and even if blood is drawn, it may not hit the right spot.

Who is so selfless and altruistic?

It’s so selfless it’s absurd.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The senior academic star Mu Feng.

Who dares to talk loosely about the Mu family?

This senior could be admitted to graduate school as a senior.

Stepping up to be a guinea pig?

Who dares to say Mu Feng isn’t magnanimous?

"Boss, think this through, she’s a newbie."

Next to him, Lu Qi was anxious, breaking into a sweat.

Their boss had such valuable arms.

Those hands are made for surgery. If they get hurt by that reckless person, they’d take a massive loss.

Jiang Xiaoxiao would be to blame even if she died a thousand times over.

Song Qingyun also frowned.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was already outrageous, wanting to stick herself. Before he could intervene, another lunatic appeared.

Their most promising student wanted to be a lab rat.

"Professor, I’ll do it instead. I’ll be Jiang Xiaoxiao’s guinea pig."

Zhang Xun spoke up.

Wang Huan stood up, "Let me do it. You two are academic stars; those hands are priceless. This trivial task is naturally for a poor student like me. Jiang, I’m making a big sacrifice."

He sincerely tried to help Jiang Xiaoxiao out of trouble.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nearly laughed out loud; trying to force someone’s hand to help here.

She didn’t need it at all.

Not only could she draw blood from herself, but she could also do it with both hands. This was a skill she honed to perfection in her previous life; she was a self-taught rogue doctor.

Trained her own way, without formal education!

No one would give her a guinea pig, nor someone selfless enough to let her practice.

She relied on sticking herself.

If one needle didn’t work, it would be two.

She stuck herself thousands of times.

Could blindly stick accurately.

Needed them to be so heroic?

A person next to Mu Feng jumped up.

They moved so fast, Wang Huan didn’t have time to react.

He swiftly sat in front of Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Jiang, I’ll be your lab rat. Please be gentle; I’m afraid of pain."

His tone was polite, and his attitude humble.

Except the calculation deep in his eyes went unnoticed.

Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled, shaking her head.

They really were mad.

The whole world completely flipped.

"Alright, since this classmate volunteered, I can’t just reject him. So, I won’t be polite."

Song Qingyun nodded in satisfaction, a big problem solved, without needing to sacrifice the school’s star students. This student named Chang Yong had average grades but was a smooth talker.

But at least the immediate problem was solved.