Chapter 10 — I Wrote My Name In Jinghua

When the teacher at the admission desk checked my information— He even intentionally turned the screen towards me. Name: Giang Kien Nguyet Admissions major: Clinical 8-year system I looked for a long time. Not to confirm it's still there. It's about remembering… How difficult this moment has been. The teacher gave me my student card.

“Welcome, classmate Giang Kien Nguyet.”

I received the card. Don't cry. She turned away and secretly wiped away her tears. He coughed several times continuously. Diep Tri Thu raised the camera. Take my first photo standing inside Kinh Hoa gate. The first lesson at Kinh Hoa was human anatomy. I stand in the laboratory. The smell of antiseptic makes my palms sweat. The old wound in my back is dull and painful. Reminds me that my time in Thanh Nguyen was never a nightmare. In the group there is a girl named Chung Ninh. The family has been in the medical profession for many generations. She looked at the scar on my hand and asked very directly:

“I heard you were beaten and hospitalized before coming here?”

The boy next to him immediately frowned.

“Zhong Ninh.”

“Don't ask about such sensitive things.”

Chung Ninh gave me the gloves.

“I don't care.”

“I just want to know…”

"You missed half a month of school, can you keep up?"

“If you can't keep up, say it directly.”

“I don't want my group points to be dragged down.”

This word is very difficult to hear. But it's much cleaner than fake words of pity. I put on gloves.

“Today's specimen identification session…”

“I will announce the first round.”

Chung Ninh raised his eyebrows. The lecturer places ten groups of specimens on the table one by one. Many new students are still adjusting. And I have finished reading the name, location and associated lesions of each sample. The lab was silent for a few seconds. Chung Ninh bent down and flipped through the textbook.

“Have you studied before?”

“I read my mother's old books since I was little.”

The lecturer stepped forward and asked three more extended questions. When I finished answering the second question, the teacher nodded. The third question is clinical judgment. The difficulty is clearly much higher. I paused a bit. Suddenly, the words my mother had written in a letter appeared in my mind.

“Doctors must see the person first… then see the disease.”

I tell you the procedure. The lecturer laughed.

“Not bad.”

“Jiang Kien Nguyet, the number of posts that have been off for half a month is automatically replenished.”

“Submit your study plan to me on Friday.”

After class, Chung Ninh placed a stack of notes on my desk.

“Don't misunderstand.”

“I just don't want the group to lose.”

I take it. She walked to the door and then turned around.

“People like Chu Qian Qian can't get into this place.”

“You don't need to be so stressed all the time.”

I bowed my head and looked at the notes. The first page reads:

“The focus on school holidays.”

The handwriting is very neat. The Zhou family's case didn't end just because I enrolled. In mid-September, Trieu Duc Hai brought several parents of other victimized students to Kinh Hoa to find me. They didn't come to ask me for help. It's about putting all the documents I've collected down in front of me.

“We want to join forces to re-investigate.”

One of the women said softly:

“But we don't understand the process…”

“Afraid of being pushed back and forth again.”

In the afternoon I also have class. They can only be directed to the legal aid club in school. After hearing everything, Chief The club immediately arranged for upper-year students to be in charge of connections. Chung Ninh also stood next to him. She asked me:

“Are you still in charge of this matter?”

“Your own cards are piled up like a mountain.”

“If I don't manage…”

“They will have to run into the wall again one by one.”

“Can you handle it all?”

“First take care of the people in front of you.”

In the evening, I study in the library until closing time. When he walked out, Tran Nghien was waiting under the steps. He gave me a stack of documents.

“Zhou Huaimin revealed a connection.”

“Some people specialize in targeting high-scoring students from ordinary backgrounds.”

“Take action right at the stage of confirming wishes.”

“Your case… is just the starting point.”

I opened the document. Saw some familiar district names.

“Why show me?”

“Mr. Co said…”

“You have the right to know.”

“But you can also choose to just be a student.”

“Leave the matters behind to us.”

I closed the file.

“I will be a student.”

“Will also be a witness.”

Tran Nghien nodded.

“There's one more thing.”

“Chu Thien Qian would like to see you.”

“She said she would tell me all the details she knew.”

“The condition is that you write a letter of dismissal.”