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Teacher Lin’s Mini Classroom is Now Open
Lu Xuanzhou did not return all night, and Mother Lu also stayed awake through the night.
Her recently eased heart was once again filled with anxiety, fearing that her dear son was silently protesting against this marriage, and that her daughter-in-law might also harbor resentment.
Before Lin Jianchun had even gotten up, Mother Lu sent Little Lu to the State-run Restaurant to buy breakfast for his sister-in-law.
Mother Lu instructed Little Lu, “When your sister-in-law wakes up, keep an eye on her expression. If she seems upset, change the subject.”
Little Lu sighed, “For this family, I’ve worn out my heart and emptied my pockets.”
Lin Jianchun was used to sleeping alone and fell asleep as soon as her biological clock dictated, never once considering waiting for Lu Xuanzhou.
When she woke up, she felt a bit guilty, unsure whether Lu Xuanzhou had returned or not.
She opened the door and went to wash up. The large house was quiet, with the three of them moving around cautiously and almost furtively.
It wasn’t until they sat down to eat that Lin Jianchun finally asked, “Has Brother Zhou not returned yet?”
Mother Lu and Little Lu exchanged a glance—the moment they had been dreading had finally arrived.
Clearing her throat softly, Mother Lu said, “He probably ran into some issues at the factory again. Don’t worry about him—their freight department often has sudden emergencies.”
Little Lu chimed in, “Their freight department is short on truck drivers, so unexpected problems come up all the time. When things get busy, my brother sometimes has to sleep in the factory dormitory.”
Lin Jianchun nodded in understanding. “Then I’ll head to work now.”
Mother Lu quickly handed her the prepared meal tickets. “No need to rush back for lunch—just eat at the hospital cafeteria. Don’t worry about saving tickets; I exchanged quite a few with people in our compound.”
“Thank you, Mom.”
When Lin Jianchun arrived at Jingyi Fifth Hospital, she first went to report to Dean Su’s office. Dean Su personally escorted her to the conference room, where nearly twenty people were already seated.
It seemed Yu Zhenzhen had conveyed her intentions clearly—the conference room had been transformed into a small classroom, complete with a blackboard, a lectern, and a pointer.
“Xiao Lin, these are the first batch of medical staff selected from the six branches of Jingyi Hospital for training. Each branch sent three people, making a total of eighteen.”
“If you feel anyone is unable to keep up, don’t hesitate to ask them to leave the classroom. There’s no need to feel pressured.”
Lin Jianchun nodded. She walked to the lectern, placed the notebook she had brought on the table, and scanned the eighteen middle-aged and elderly students with a sharp gaze.
“Hello everyone, my name is Lin Jianchun. Starting today, I will be teaching you how to operate the CT machine. There will be two sessions in total—one on theory and one on practical application.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a low murmur spread through the classroom as her middle-aged and elderly students began discussing among themselves.
“Old Zhao, did I hear correctly? Did Teacher Lin just say she can teach us how to use that imported machine in just two sessions?”
“Your ears aren’t failing you—I heard it too. That thing the foreigners guard like a treasure—can we really learn it in two sessions?”
Lin Jianchun gently tapped the table with her pointer. “I don’t appreciate whispering during my class. If you have questions, please raise your hand.”
The old doctor named Old Zhao raised his hand and chose a suitable form of address: “Dr. Lin, can you really teach us how to use the CT machine in just two sessions?”
Originally, they should have addressed Lin Jianchun as Teacher Lin, but considering the recent unfavorable political climate where “stinking ninth category” was not a good label to bear, calling her Xiao Lin would seem disrespectful, so they simply settled on addressing her as Dr. Lin. After all, she would be working in the hospital from now on, so calling her Dr. Lin couldn’t go wrong.
Lin Jianchun gestured for Old Zhao to sit down before she slowly began speaking: “If it were just about teaching you how to use the CT machine, two classes wouldn’t be necessary—twenty minutes would be enough. I’ve added maintenance content to these two classes. Just knowing how to operate the machine isn’t sufficient; you need to know how to repair it. Otherwise, when the machine breaks down, you’ll have no choice but to kneel and beg Li Yuehan to come back and fix it.”
“We will definitely learn it! We won’t kneel and beg any foreigner to come back and repair the machine.”
Lin Jianchun nodded with satisfaction. “Good, I hope none of you eighteen will disappoint me. If any of you fail the assessment, I will have you continue attending classes with the second batch until you graduate.”
The eighteen medical staff sat ramrod straight, terrified of being held back at their age—they couldn’t bear the shame.
Dean Su had come along originally to back Lin Jianchun up, worried that a young woman like her wouldn’t be able to command respect from the hospital’s seasoned staff.
Unexpectedly, Lin Jianchun had managed to intimidate these old-timers in just one exchange. It was worth noting that these old-timers were usually very difficult to manage.
“Xiao Lin, I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now. You can start the class.”
Lin Jianchun nodded, saw Dean Su out, and then closed the door.
“Alright, let’s begin the class now.”
“Since it’s inconvenient to move the equipment, we’ll start with a theoretical lesson today.”
As she spoke, Lin Jianchun took out a piece of chalk and began drawing on the blackboard.
The eighteen medical staff watched with widening eyes. If they weren’t afraid of being kicked out by Dr. Lin, they would have rushed to the blackboard for a closer look.
With just a few strokes, Lin Jianchun covered the entire blackboard with a sketch of the machine.
The straight lines looked as if they were drawn with a ruler, and even the dimensions matched those of the CT machine!!!
It was a perfect 1:1 replication!!!
Where did Dean Hu and Dean Su find such talent? How could such an outstanding person have remained undiscovered until now!!!
Lin Jianchun tossed the chalk back into the box, clapped her hands clean, and smugly accepted the admiration of her middle-aged and elderly students.
“First, I’ll explain the English words on this machine. You can take notes…”
Lin Jianchun taught for two hours straight, and the remaining time was left for the students to freely discuss and quiz each other.
Holding an enamel cup and crossing her legs, Lin Jianchun called out, “Is there anyone who feels they’ve mastered the material well and would like to take the theoretical assessment with me?”
No one responded; instead, the sound of recitation grew louder.
Lin Jianchun took a sip of tea, getting some tea leaves in her mouth as well. She spat out the leaves and continued drinking.
She thought leisurely: Students these days are indeed easier to teach. Look at how diligently each one is reciting and memorizing.
When the hospital’s noon dismissal bell rang, Lin Jianchun stretched out her hand and glanced at the time.
Her middle-aged and elderly students flattered her, “Dr. Lin, your watch is so beautiful. It must have been a gift from your significant other, right?”
“Yes, we just got married yesterday. He gave it to me.”
“Congratulations, Dr. Lin! On such a joyous occasion, could you spare us a little more time?”
“Fine, let’s start the afternoon class a bit later. We’ll begin at two o’clock.”
Lin Jianchun packed up her notebook, grabbed her enamel mug, and left the classroom.
Once she was gone, the eighteen older students couldn’t help but groan: “I thought Dr. Lin would be hard to talk to, but I never expected her to agree so easily to give us more time. After so many years away from books, my brain feels rusty. I still can’t memorize those English words, and I haven’t managed to learn the fault diagnosis procedures either…”
Listening outside the door to the lamentations of her eighteen middle-aged and elderly students, Lin Jianchun chuckled to herself.
Just as she was about to go find Dean Su, she spotted Yu Zhenzhen: “Dr. Lin, there’s a male comrade who says he’s your partner. He’s brought you lunch and is waiting at the outpatient department.”
“Alright, thank you.”
“Dr. Lin, you’re too polite.”
Suddenly remembering her dear students, Lin Jianchun added, “Comrade Yu, could you please ask the cafeteria to deliver meals to the medical staff in the conference room? They probably don’t have time to go eat.”
Her dear students were all getting on in years—missing a single meal would likely leave them dizzy with hunger.
Yu Zhenzhen responded promptly, “Consider it done.”