Chapter 1676 - 1083: Heroine of the Republic 57 (4000+)_3

Chapter 1676: Chapter 1083: Heroine of the Republic 57 (4000+)_3

As long as she activates her sorcery, her eyes become scanners that can perfectly avoid all dangers. Her hands have been well-maintained over the years and are fully capable of handling such a high-demand surgery. She herself is full of confidence, but others must go through a complicated mental process.

An Yi didn’t say much: "Well, it’s definitely too late to prepare today. Tomorrow is the weekend, so I’ll give you overnight to think about it. If you’re ready, come to my place, I’ll find a way to perform the surgery for you tomorrow. I’ll wait until noon tomorrow; if you don’t come, I’ll know your decision. By then, I’ll send the medicine you need, and money or whatever can be discussed. Alright, I’ll go back to school to report on my work now, see you."

An Yi turned around to leave, but Gu Cheng grabbed her: "Hey, isn’t this a bit too casual for you? It’s a matter of life, after all. How can you talk about it so lightly? Just be honest with me, what are your chances?"

"How can I give you any guarantee? Things on the operating table can change in an instant. We’ll need to check your blood type and prepare plasma in advance; otherwise, you definitely won’t be able to get off the table."

"You’re willing to operate even without any assurance?"

"When you fainted at my doorstep back then, did I consult with you? Did I give any guarantees? No, right? Just think about it, under such tense circumstances, if I had waited for you to wake up to consult your opinion, wouldn’t you have already kicked the bucket? As the saying goes, ’don’t doubt those you employ, and don’t employ those you doubt.’ You two need to make up your minds. If you want me to treat you, you’ll have to listen to my arrangements. I don’t want to be curing someone while being harbored with suspicion and distrust. If that’s the case, it’s better not to start."

An Yi left these words, hopped on her bike, and rode off; she still had to report on her work!

The female student is already in her second year of high school, only a year away from graduation. Not attending now would indeed be a great pity.

But if there’s no pity, what can be done? Her family’s situation is clear, even if she can reach the third year, there may be no time, no money to attend.

In fact, gritting her teeth may also get her through, since having a university student in the family would be a source of pride for the entire family, potentially changing their whole destiny.

But things often don’t go as planned!

She remembers the world she belonged to only had a third year in the 1980s; before the 1980s, primary, junior high, and high school added up to only ten years.

But this space isn’t the original world she’s from, many historical aspects are not quite the same.

For instance, the Great Leap Forward started at the end of ’57, but in this life of hers, it’s already being mentioned on the radio. Although it hasn’t reached their area yet, by the end of the year, they should have all the metal implements in their house confiscated. In the countryside, they only have that one pot. If it gets confiscated, they can make do with cooking in a tile jar.

In the city, they’ll surely come to confiscate, which is simple. Take the useless stuff and let them take it away; keep what is useful in the space, just keep one for cooking.

Today is Saturday, after returning to school, An Yi attended another class, and it was almost time to finish when class ended; tomorrow is the weekend, and there’s no night study session.

In the Fifties, schools, unlike later times, didn’t have hot water heaters on each floor, and the toilets all required a run to the playground area. The ten-minute break between classes was tight, but it helped train the children’s long-distance running speed. Every time they saw the bell-ringer uncle with a hammer heading toward the iron bell, they would rush into the classroom. This time gap could at least save half a minute.

Each classroom had about twenty to thirty students, and regardless of the season, as soon as you entered, there was a stench of sweaty feet; it was unbearable.

An Yi constantly held herself back, but sometimes couldn’t help it and would earnestly advise.

"Does anyone smell anything?"

The students’ noses weren’t blocked, of course, they knew what the teacher was referring to. The girls looked disdainfully at the boys, while the boys scratched their heads shyly.

At that point, An Yi wouldn’t say any more, she’d just remind everyone to pay attention to personal hygiene. Having only a clean face wasn’t enough; they needed to be clean from head to toe. They were high school students now and shouldn’t need to be reminded like primary school students by the teacher.

In An Yi’s class, the students ranged from around twenty to sixteen or seventeen years old, with more boys than girls. Very few girls managed to make it to high school.

After just emerging from the feudal era, how easy was it to change the preference for boys over girls?

Bringing a child from primary to high school was indeed a difficult journey, so generally speaking, families able to keep a child in school until the second year were in decent shape. Even if the family conditions were average, if there was no prejudice against gender, it was possible, because regardless of whether it was a son or daughter, if they studied well, they could bring glory to the family.

But such thinking always remained a minority.