Chapter 54 Old Professor - "In the beginning of the 1970s, I made a fortune by buying goods for zero yuan"

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The second class is a basic medical class.

The school bell rang and the classroom became quiet.A man in his fifties walked into the classroom, wearing a gray tunic suit. The cuffs were frayed white and the collar was ruffled.He has gray hair and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his eyes are a little cloudy behind the lenses.He walked up to the podium, put a thin handout on the table, and then turned around to face the students. He looked a little reserved and spoke carefully.

"Hello, classmates, my surname is Zhang, and I will be responsible for teaching you human anatomy from now on."

He wrote the words "Human Anatomy" on the blackboard. His handwriting was neat and powerful, and his skills were evident in every stroke.

Teacher Zhang opened the handout and started teaching.When he started the class, he became more focused and his voice was steady, not as cautious as before.

"Anatomy is the basis of medicine. If you don't understand the structure of the human body, you can't talk about diagnosis and treatment." He turned around and drew a simple diagram of the human skeleton on the blackboard, and said as he drew, "The great man said that Chinese medicine is a great treasure house that should be discovered and improved. We must learn both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and follow the path of integrating Chinese and Western medicine."

He began to explain the basic structure of the human body, starting with the skeletal system.The bones of the skull, trunk, and limbs were explained one by one, and the shape, position, and function were explained very slowly, for fear that the students would not understand.When it comes to key points, he will draw pictures on the blackboard quickly and well. The outlines of the bones and the shapes of the joints are clear one stroke at a time.

Wang Jianxin sat in the third row with his back straight, took out his notebook, and took notes while listening.He understands most of what Teacher Zhang talks about - anatomy occupies a large space in the basic theories of Western medicine that he taught himself before.But he still listened carefully and memorized it carefully, not missing a single detail.

Wang Jianxin noticed that Teacher Zhang rarely looked into the eyes of the students when he was giving lectures, and his eyes always wandered between the blackboard and the lecture notes.Occasionally he raised his head and glanced at the classroom, his eyes were empty and did not fall on anyone.Occasionally, if a student speaks in a low voice, his voice will pause for a moment, and then he will continue speaking after it becomes quiet.

After class, Guo Dajiang came over and said, "This teacher Zhang is very serious in teaching, but he is a little nervous."

Chen Zhiyuan also came over and lowered his voice and said: "I inquired about it and found out that this old professor was knocked down in the early stage, but was later freed to teach. Mr. Zhang used to be an old professor at Peking University, and it is not easy for him to still stand on the podium now."

Wang Jianxin nodded, understanding why Teacher Zhang was so cautious in teaching.

The last class is military physical education class, queue training and basic physical fitness.On the playground, Wang Jianxin led the team and shouted slogans loudly.The students practiced for more than an hour under the autumn sun - standing at attention, taking a break, turning left, turning right, walking in unison, and running.The physical training consists of push-ups, sit-ups, squats and stand-ups. After one set, many students are exhausted and out of breath.

get out of class is finally over.

At lunch time, the six people gathered together again.

The food in the cafeteria is similar to yesterday, including pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli, and white-flour steamed buns.Liu Weidong sighed while eating his rice: "Politics, anatomy, and military physical education all morning, this class is full."

Lin Dashan picked up the enamel teapot and took a sip of water, and said slowly: "Three years is not a long time, but a short time. We are the first class of worker, peasant and soldier students, and we don't know what will happen in the future."

"I heard," Chen Zhiyuan lowered his voice, "this year's courses have been streamlined. Many basic courses have been cut, and the focus is on clinical practice. In the future, we may have to go to factories and rural areas most of the time to open the school."

Zhao Zhenguo pushed up his glasses: "Open the school? Doesn't that mean he has become a barefoot doctor?"

"More or less," Chen Zhiyuan nodded, "We are originally workers, peasants and soldiers students, and we have to return to the original army after studying. Although the brand of Beijing Medical University is famous, the training may be similar to that of local medical schools."

Wang Jianxin did not participate in the discussion, but took these words to heart.

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