For the next few days, Rosemary was still busy in the lab, but the rumors outside were getting more and more intense.
"School’s been in session for almost a month, and I heard that the top scorer has only attended a few days of classes. Does she think she can do whatever she wants just because her scores are good?"
"The teachers in her class think highly of her. Apparently, they didn’t talk to her in private, and the classmates also respect her a lot."
"She just got an award during training, and the whole class got a day off. What’s so great about that?"
Kelly heard these gossips in the restroom and couldn’t help but retort, "Yeah, it’s not a big deal, but it seems like nobody in your class has done it, right?"
The short-haired girl who was complaining to her friends saw Kelly and couldn’t help but say, "I know you. You’re Rosemary’s friend. We’re talking about Rosemary. What does it have to do with you?"
Kelly: "Since you said I’m her friend, then her business is my business. So tell , what does it matter to you whether Rosemary cos to school or not? You’re so nosy!"
The short-haired girl was left speechless.
After washing her hands, Kelly was about to leave the restroom. She seed to think of sothing and suddenly stopped, saying, "Oh, by the way, Rosemary doesn’t co to school because she has the privilege. Not everyone needs to sit in a classroom to learn."
With Rosemary’s talent, attending classes would be a waste of ti. What really attracted her to Westerly College were the high-value equipnt in the laboratory and researching new drug formulas with Grandpa Beck.
After leaving the restroom, Kelly returned to her seat in the cafeteria and said, "There are all kinds of people these days."
"What happened?" Rosemary saw her looking a bit angry, which was rather cute.
Kelly told her what had just happened. Joyce at the side couldn’t help but say, "I’ve also been annoyed by those people recently. Probably because Rosemary’s grades are too good, everyone’s paying attention to her."
Another roommate said, " too. I was going to class 3303 the other day and heard people talking about Rose not attending class. I wanted to ask, What’s it to them whether Rose goes to class or not?"
Rosemary thought for a while. She indeed hadn’t gone to class for a long ti, so she asked, "What’s the next course?"
"Pharmacy."
This course mainly explained the effects of prescriptions, diagnosis, treatnt, etc. Because the theory was the sa, the neurology class and the surgery class will attend together.
"Let’s go to class then."
Hearing that Rosemary was going to class, Kelly was stunned. "Wait for ."
The professor teaching pharmacy today was a kind-faced old man, dressed simply and wearing glasses. Because there were too many students in class, he couldn’t take attendance one by one but had the class presidents count the number of students. He was sowhat surprised to learn that everyone in the neurology class was present.
"The top scorer is here? Let see which little girl she is." The old professor lifted his head, looked at the student through the glasses, and seed very curious about who the top scorer was.
"Professor Lambert, the top scorer is here!"
"Over here!"
"This is our class’s top scorer."
The students of the neurology class were all enthusiastic, eagerly wanting to introduce Rosemary to Professor Lambert. However, the students from the surgery class frowned, seemingly uninterested.
Rosemary stood up under Professor Lambert’s gaze and politely said, "Hello, Professor Lambert, I’m Rosemary."
"So you finally decided to show up." Professor Lambert said it with a chuckle. Rosemary was a pretty girl and seed pretty clever to boot.
The surgery students thought Professor Lambert would give Rosemary a piece of his mind, but surprisingly, he laughed and asked, "With your impressive grades, why did you choose to attend Westerly College and pursue a career in dicine?"
Without skipping a beat, Rosemary answered, "I want to save lives."
"There are many ways to do that," said Professor Lambert.
"But neurology is challenging."
"Very good, very good. You’re a girl with ambition. Please, have a seat." Professor Lambert said with a smile, looking at everyone. "You are from two different classes. Today, we’re going to discuss a common disease, and the two different approaches when it cos to treating colds."
He turned to the surgery students and said, "I’d like to ask you guys, how do you usually deal with a cold? Let’s start with Audrey."
From the crowd, a short-haired girl stood up. It was the sa girl who had been trash-talking Rosemary in the bathroom earlier.
"If I catch a cold, I usually drink a sachet of dicine instead of picking and boiling herbs?"
A wave of laughter swept through the surgery students.
The neurology students were seething, but they couldn’t refute her claim.
However, Rosemary calmly said, "Do you know that the sachet you ntioned is actually traditional herbal dicine?"
Audrey was taken aback, then burst into laughter again. "Did you guys hear that? She says sachets are traditional herbal dicine. In her world, a sachet is a traditional herbal dicine."
The rest of the surgery students joined in the mocking.
"I thought she would be impressive, but she’s making such a basic mistake."
"Isn’t that common knowledge? And she’s supposed to get full score? I’m starting to doubt her grades."
"Looks like she isn’t so perfect after all."
"The sachet is indeed traditional herbal dicine," Rosemary said calmly. She then rattled off all the components of the sachet dicine Audrey ntioned, which were indeed a variety of herbs.
The neurology students were stunned, their eyes instantly filled with admiration as they looked at Rosemary. They didn’t expect that Rosemary was proficient in herbs, too.
Rosemary continued, "In modern dicine, this type of sachet is mainly used for treating diseases like influenza, hepatitis, gastritis, etc."
The surgery students, seeing her confidence, quickly googled it and found that the sachet was indeed traditional herbal dicine!
"Audrey, that sachet is really traditional herbal dicine!" soone whispered to her. "Think of another dicine you could use instead."
"I don’t really take that sachet often and I usually take cold capsules." Before Audrey could finish her sentence, Rosemary interjected with a smile, "Cold capsules are actually a blend of traditional herbal and modern dicine. It’s neither solely traditional nor exclusively modern, but a combination of both." She then listed all the ingredients in the cold capsules, which indeed included both traditional herbs and modern dicine.
Audrey and the rest of the surgery students were stunned.
Rosemary continued, "When you have a cold, traditional dicine often offers better solutions since modern dicine usually involves taking cold dicine and antibiotics, which can result in a longer treatnt period and potential side effects like antibiotic resistance."
Everyone was intently listening to her explanation.
"Traditional dicine, on the other hand, focuses on treating the root cause of the illness, using herbal dicine for anti-inflammation and detoxification, while also aiming to enhance body functions and boost immunity."
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