Li Donglai's life at Beijing University was quite comfortable.
Although he was only a veterinarian in later generations, he also graduated from a regular medical school.
Maybe he is gifted.
When I was in college, I had seven or eight girlfriends, but my grades didn't fall behind.
Now returning to this era, studying in college again is just like repeating a study.
The only thing to note is that there are a lot of inaccurate descriptions of knowledge in the medical textbooks of this era.
Li Donglai can understand this. After all, medicine is a rapidly developing science. The initial theories are relatively rough and are improved in practice.
In this way, Li Donglai needs to be careful not to write the 'right or wrong' answers on the test paper.
As a class monitor, wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing if you couldn't get first place in the class during the exam?
But people are animals that like to make mistakes. This is true for women, and it is even more true for knowledge.
After taking the pharmacokinetics test, Li Donglai checked it carefully and felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to check the questions one by one, the paper was pulled away by a dry hand.
"This student, as the squad leader, should set an example. The exam is over. If you continue to write one word on the test paper, you will be cheating on the exam this time."
He raised his head and saw Mrs. Du staring at him coldly. Li Donglai could only smile and handed the test paper to Mrs. Du.
All students in the medical school are afraid of this old professor who is known as a cold-blooded killer.
Mrs. Du's name is no longer available for examination. The students only know that she is in her sixties, has never been married, and her only hobby is tormenting students.
Every time there was a class, she would come to the classroom half an hour early and take the roster and call the names one by one.
Once she finds out that a student is absent from class without any reason, she will not hesitate to write down his name in a notebook and hand it directly to the student after class.
All my grades will be deducted and I will be reprimanded by the teacher in the Student Affairs Office.
The reason why she was called Mrs. Du was because of an exam five years ago.
Mr. Du personally set the questions for that exam, and the questions were extremely difficult. More than half of the students in the class failed.
According to the regulations of Kyungseong University, once you fail, you will not be able to get your diploma.
Suddenly, more than a hundred students were unable to graduate, and even the president of Beijing University was alarmed.
He personally worked for Mrs. Du, hoping that she would be more open-minded and increase the proportion of ordinary scores in the total exam score so that students could graduate smoothly.
But no matter how bad his words were, Mrs. Du was as hard as a steel nail.
In her words, allowing these students with unqualified grades to graduate smoothly and go to work is irresponsible to the country and the workplace.
The country is in urgent need of talents, and the school cannot just watch more than a hundred students repeat a grade. It can only declare the exam invalid on the grounds that the test questions are too difficult.
Another exam was organized again.
After this incident, Mrs. Du was so angry that she submitted her resignation to the school.
Although Mrs. Du is stubborn and treats students harshly, she is indeed one of the few pharmaceutical experts in the country, so the school is naturally reluctant to let her go.
Finally, the principal came to apologize in person and promised not to interfere with Mrs. Du's work in the future.
Mrs. Du then stepped onto the podium again.
Since then, she has been nicknamed Master Du, the ruthless destroyer of flowers.
Therefore, among the more than 200 students majoring in pharmacy, there is no one who is not afraid of Mrs. Du.
After the exam, the students did not disperse after leaving the examination room. Instead, they went into small groups and went to the shade of the trees to compare their answers with each other.
Sun Zhuo and Zhang Shu had a heated argument over a question. When they saw Li Donglai approaching, they hurriedly stretched out their hands to stop him.
"Brother Donglai, come on, we are not sure about the blood drug concentration question just now. You have the best academic performance, please help us."
Li Donglai frowned and thought for a moment: "You should be talking about the third question of the multiple-choice question, right?"
"Yes, we all think the correct answer is B, because the blood drug concentration is eliminated at a constant ratio per unit time, and the logc-t relationship curve is a straight line. The plasma half-life is a constant. If administered at a constant rate and in a constant dose, it will take 4 to 5 half-lives to
Reach a steady state." Sun Zhuo scratched his head and said.
Zhang Shu also nodded in agreement. He thought the answer was B, but he was not sure.
That day, Risong sighed softly: "I chose C."
Li Donglai looked at Narisong and said with a smile: "Why did you choose C?"
"That thing requires calculus, and I don't know how to do it, so I just picked one at random." Risong said, spreading his hands.
I was born a herdsman in that day and had not received any systematic mathematics training since I was a child. My grades were usually the worst.
But he didn't care, because he was recommended by the commune, and the nature of his further studies was similar to that of Li Donglai. Even if he failed the course, he could still get a diploma.
"You chose randomly, and you have the nerve to take the exam!" Sun Zhuo curled his lips.
He has always looked down upon Na Risong, not because he disliked this simple man, but because of Na Risong's attitude towards learning. It is the dream of countless young students to study at Beijing University, and Na Risong gained this valuable opportunity.
opportunities, but don’t know how to cherish them.
"Say one more thing!" Risong's temper was like that of a calf on the grassland. Hearing this, he became furious and clenched his fists.
Although Sun Zhuo was small, he was not intimidated by him and strode up to him.
"What's the matter, you want to take action? Let me see what other privileges the commune gives you!"
The two men faced each other and pushed up the cow, neither one letting the other go.
"Please calm down for a while!" Li Donglai walked over and pulled the two of them apart, "We are both from the same dormitory, so if we start a fight, wouldn't it be a joke to outsiders?"
That day, Matsumoto wanted to struggle, but found that he had no possibility of resisting under Li Donglai's iron hand.
While marveling at Li Donglai's great strength, he tilted his head and looked into the distance, looking unconvinced.
Sun Zhuo was similar. His neck was grabbed by Li Donglai, and he kept talking: "Did I say something wrong? A student who doesn't even know calculus can come to our Capital University to study. Is this fair to other students?"
When Li Donglai let go of his neck, he patted him on the head.
"Shut up, is that what you think?"
Sun Zhuo was unconvinced and said, "Did I make a mistake?"
"Brother Donglai, get out of the way. I will let this little man taste the passion of the prairie people now!"
Narisong, who originally thought he was being discriminated against, was completely angry. He waved his fist and wanted to greet Sun Zhuo, but because Li Donglai grabbed his neck, he could only wave his fist in the air.
Li Donglai grabbed Na Risong with one hand and looked at Sun Zhuo: "If you think it is fair that Na Risong must have the same academic performance as you to study at Beijing University, I think your understanding of fairness has been seriously deviated.
