Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

The patient's companion quickly disappeared with him through the door of the classroom.

Kraft can understand them very well. This kind of understanding does not require him to lie down on a stone bed to experience the feeling of being surrounded by a group of black-robed people. Probably a normal human being will have a spontaneous feeling when he is in the middle of the anatomy classroom. Inner fear. Especially when you’re not the audience and you’re not the operator.

In Kraft's eyes, this scene looked familiar.

It's like the first morning class every Monday morning in college. The teacher carrying a computer bag walks into the classroom a few minutes late because of the night shift yesterday. When I was about to apologize to my classmates, I found that there were not many people in the classroom at all.

And every time he turned his head to look at the ppt, and then turned back, he would find that there seemed to be a few more people in the classroom. He repeated this for more than ten minutes. When he finished a stage, he raised his head and remembered to take names, and he suddenly realized that, The entire classroom is already half full?

Kraft was dealing with this familiar supernatural phenomenon, but now he was onstage instead of offstage.

He had just finished examining the patient, and in less than fifteen minutes plus a manual reset, two-thirds of a classroom with at least forty seats had been occupied by men in black robes who appeared out of nowhere. There is a lot of space, and there are latecomers at the door who poke half their heads out to see if they can still sneak in.

This kind of learning spirit makes Kraft feel ashamed. After all, he is the kind of super lazy dog ​​who never arrives on time for morning classes on Mondays. Only the dormitory sticklers who never show up for morning classes can compete with him. Now facing such a group of people who love learning, their momentum left him speechless.

"Your exquisite family skills are really shocking." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, a man in black robes sitting in the back row quickly stood up and walked down the stairs. Lucius, who was sitting next to him, immediately followed him, smiling slightly sheepishly from behind.

"This is Professor Kalman from our college." Lucius introduced. "I heard that there is a generous noble who is willing to share the precious knowledge passed down by the family, so he came here to express his thanks." His face was a little red, and he was a little pale. The skin color is clearly visible.

Lucius's original idea was that Kraft looked like a good person and was actually willing to let them watch his family skills, but he didn't say how many people, so I went to get Professor Kalman, who I have a good relationship with, to come over. There seems to be no problem with one.

While Kraft was still examining it carefully, he quietly slipped out and knocked on the professor's door.

Then the problem arises, he thinks so, the remaining two people think so, and everyone who is called thinks so.

The classic plot just happened, "I'm only telling you this" was copied everywhere in a short time. When Lucius found Professor Kalman in a relatively hidden room and rushed over, let alone the three people, that was There are no seats left in the first three rows, and the students who got there first are already helping Kraft by laying hands on his hands and feet.

"Thank you very much. People who are willing to share knowledge selflessly are so rare, and therefore very noble." Professor Kalman knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the number of people, and calmly moved a small step in front of Lucius, blocking this person. Daredevil.

This matter is neither big nor small, and the other party is still a noble. Although he agreed, why did you, Lucius, bring such a group of people to watch other people's family skills?

The idea of ​​Professor Kalman is that most nobles are obsessed with glory and noble reputation, especially young people. Let's see if this matter can be fooled first, otherwise Lucius will not be easy to deal with if there is a conflict. Let’s go back and think about giving him something substantial. We can’t let parents come to us. That would be really troublesome.

"You're serious, it's just some tips, it would be great if they can help." Kraft was also a little nervous now, but he was thinking about something else entirely.

I borrowed a classroom in another college without the permission of the administrator, and when I looked up I found that I was being treated as a real lecture, with a professor sitting in the back row. Thinking about this kind of thing can make me break out in a cold sweat in broad daylight.

But this professor's attitude was unexpectedly kind? You must know that when Kraft first started to work with patients, he was asked a series of eighteen questions by the teacher every day, with fatal moves, which directly penetrated the blind spots of knowledge. When did he receive such high-level treatment? Today's scene, instead of being flattered, can only be said to be horrifying.

Okay, that's great, Professor Kalman thought. This is a typical young and virtuous person with little experience, a sense of honor in his mind, and a disdain for material interests. He is basically the same as Lucius behind him. Carved from the same mold, half-brothers.

While Kraft was still nervous, Professor Kalman had almost figured out what to do.

The professor looked embarrassed, held Kraft's hand, and said: "Although it is a bit presumptuous to say this, I hope you will forgive the request of a person with limited talents."

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"In a place where we are pursuing more knowledge to save the life given by our Heavenly Father, people like me unfortunately lack the ability to train future generations to be qualified for such an important task. Therefore, I often hope that there will be people with both moral character and talent to share the responsibility. This responsibility..."

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"I feel ashamed to make such a request to someone who should be fulfilling a higher mission and waste their precious time here..."

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"But in order to save more bodies from suffering and return to the embrace of the Lord after spending a short life in peace and tranquility, I still have to make this request with full apologies..."

Please forgive me that Kraft here has not progressed to this stage when he was studying with Mr. Anderson. This kind of long and difficult sentence, which requires taking a deep breath before speaking and using the maximum lung capacity after speaking, is not particularly easy to understand based on his literary attainments. After half a minute of such a combination of punches, he was completely involved, and he would probably not be able to figure it out for a while.

"So I would like to invite people like you to serve as lecturers at the School of Medicine at Wendenggang College." Professor Kalman ended his speech with a concluding sentence.

"Ah, this..."

"Please don't refuse. Even if you can't come often, it's okay. But if you are willing to participate in our assessment after studying here, we are willing to award you a bachelor's degree in medicine at the same time."

Before Kraft could react, the matter was essentially sealed. According to Kalman's thinking, he can make the decision on things like lecturers, which are the kind of things that are very face-saving for nobles and can show their own connotations, but for him, things like quotas are Can be adjusted.

As for a bachelor's degree, a bachelor's degree these days is not the kind that starts with seven figures per year from the otherworldly souls. Considering that there are very few high-end educational institutions here, the literacy rate is horribly low, and the long-term off-the-job study required for a bachelor's degree, generally only relatively wealthy business families or nobles with such spiritual needs would consider this kind of luxury. Taste.

At the same time, it also takes into account the high cost of books and a lot of time and energy investment, which can only be obtained after passing the assessment of professional teachers, or even some dignitaries or church members. After obtaining it, you will be eligible to apply for a teaching license, which is very valuable. The Temin gold coins are still high. It can also be said that it is a ticket for Kraft to get into the lecturer's seat first, and then further study and assessment to make up for the degree.

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"It's an honor, it's an honor." Kraft looked flattered. Not long after we met, he was already sitting in the professor's room drinking tea. In front of him sat Professor Kalman, who was all smiles, and Lucius, who was as confused as Kraft. He was holding a biscuit that he had taken a bite of, and he seemed to understand everything that happened, but also seemed to have nothing. A state of confusion.

"These books were my treasures when I was young. They are just right for someone like Lecturer Kraft who is interested in a medical career. I hope that while studying, I can also tell my students more about my unique understanding of medicine." Kalman The professor pushed out several neatly bound manuscripts. The edges and corners of the wooden covers had been carefully polished to make them smooth and smooth.

As far as Kraft's memory is concerned, it seems that movable type printing has not yet appeared, and full-page engraving printing has not yet reached the level of detail of carefully transcribed manuscripts. These manuscripts were all he could think of with the little money in his bag. Something I dare not think about. But he seemed to understand what the professor meant. This book was very valuable and asked him to take out more of the good things in his stomach and share them with the students.

"Definitely, it's my honor." Kraft carefully accepted these few books, which were small compared to those of medicine and surgery, as if he were receiving five years' pocket money from his grandfather.

Lucius took another bite of the biscuit and felt that the book looked familiar. He swallowed the food in his mouth, took a sip of barley tea with honey, cleared his throat, and was about to ask the professor about the book he gave me last time. Why does it look so similar to this?

The professor gave him a look that said, "I still have some debts to settle with you, kid", which made him hold back his words.

Unconsciously, the light outside the window gradually dimmed. Under the warm candlelight, the aroma of barley tea and biscuits was floating on the table. The atmosphere was pleasant and peaceful. Kraft talked with the professor about the anatomical principles of shoulder joint dislocation, with Lucius beside him. He nodded repeatedly, and the academic atmosphere was so strong that he could conceive a small medieval version of "The School of Athens" and paint it in the hall of the medical school.

If he really wanted to create such a painting, Kraft would be willing to give it a name that would be passed down to future generations and appreciated by both refined and popular people.

——"Cousin Ryan is at the Door"

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Kraft's smile froze on his face. After being ignored by Kalman, he realized that he had forgotten something very important. His dear cousin had made an appointment with him at the gate of the college in the evening.

He looked at the sky outside. It was already so dark that it had nothing to do with the evening.