Chapter 312: Chapter 305: Having a Foundation
“I don’t have money to pay you back,” Tang Yuxin didn’t take the money, two baskets of Baozi only cost five yuan, yet he gave her a hundred, where would she find the other 95 yuan change for him?
“No need for change.” the man smiled and tried to put the money in Tang Yuxin’s pocket.
“No, it’s for you,” Tang Yuxin still refused to take the money.
The man eventually took back his money, ” Which college are you in? I’ll deliver it tomorrow.”
Tang Yuxin turned to leave without noticing the gleam of mischief appearing in the man’s eyes.
The man pulled out a Baozi from his bag, took a generous bite, and appeared to be in a good mood.
Tang Yuxin returned to campus with two baskets of Baozi. A few of her classmates had returned from a shopping spree, loaded with clothes and snacks. The sight of the Baozi sent them into a frenzy, all flocking over to have a taste.
Tang Yuxin only managed to grab one Baozi before the rest were devoured.
“Why didn’t you buy more, since you were already there?”
Lin Yile, happily munching on a Baozi, was dismayed at the few remaining. When it came to Baozi, Tang Yuxin didn’t count. She didn’t mind whether Tang ate it or not, but this little number was not enough for three mouths.
Don’t they know how hard it is for them to get their hands on these Baozi? They had to trek for hours to get to the city where they could buy authentic Goubuli Baozi.
“There were only two baskets left,” Tang Yuxin replied, half-chewing her Baozi.
What she couldn’t say was that there were initially four baskets, but she chose to give two away. If her roommates knew she had given away their precious Baozi, they would probably kill her.
For a foodie, there’s no greater priority in this world than their next meal.
However, she couldn’t help but to remark, “You all eat so much every day, aren’t you afraid of gaining weight?”
She gazed at the ceiling in silence.
She finally decided to brave it, reasoning that it was going to hurt whether sooner or later, so why delay?
After hesitating for a long time, she finally gritted her teeth, handed her hand to Tang Yuxin, and closed her eyes tight, appearing as if tortured, making Tang Yuxin smile.
When they chose this path, they knew there would be painful days. If you don’t understand your own pain, how can you understand the patient’s?
Tang Yuxin tied a tourniquet around Ting Yuan’s arm, then gently patted the back of her hand. Ting Yuan, frightened, sweat trickling down her palm.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s fine,” Tang Yuxin reassured her.
Before Ting Yuan could reply, she felt a sting and realized that the needle was in her hand. Tang Yuxin swiftly secured the needle with adhesive tape. Her efficient and skillful maneuver was over in less than ten seconds. As soon as her hand was done, a scream, reminiscent of a pig being slaughtered, echoed from a nearby male student.
The classroom sounded as though it had become a slaughterhouse.
Their instructor came over to them, patted Tang Yuxin’s shoulder, and commented, “Nice job, quick and clean.”
Ting Yuan grimaced, accusing Tang Yuxin of performing a quick execution instead of simply injecting her with a needle.
“Not your first time giving an injection?” the instructor asked Tang Yuxin.
Everything from the accuracy, speed, identifying veins, emotional maturity, and technical preciseness; none of these qualities belonged to a beginner.
“No, not the first time,” Tang Yuxin smiled, “When I was a child, an old gentleman in the village, who was a doctor, taught me.”
Indeed, she was taught, though the old man did not teach her to administer intravenous injections. He taught her how to practice acupuncture on a person, turning them into a human hedgehog. While traditional Chinese and Western medicine are different, the goal is the same in her eyes.
The goal is to treat patients and save lives.
“I see,” the instructor commented, his impression of Tang Yuxin improving.