The doorbell rang, and Eleanor Sterling groggily crawled out of bed.
She glanced around and realized she was still in the hotel; she was sowhat annoyed by the person outside disrupting her sweet dreams.
She walked over to open the door and found a middle-aged woman with glasses standing outside.
Upon seeing Eleanor Sterling, the woman discreetly sized her up for a mont.
The girl seed to have just woken up, with a sowhat lazy deanor; her hair was ssy, but she was still shining with beauty.
Before Eleanor could express her confusion, the middle-aged woman spoke, "Miss Sterling, hello, I’m Audrey Zane, a professor from the dical school. Mr. Faulkner sent to tutor you."
A professor from the dical school? To tutor her?
Eleanor was stunned for a mont, then politely opened the door and said, "Oh, please co in first."
After letting Audrey Zane in, Eleanor poured her a glass of water.
Audrey Zane glanced around the room and then sat down on a chair.
"Professor Zane, was it Alaric Faulkner who asked you to tutor ?"
Audrey Zane nodded, "Yes, Mr. Faulkner wanted you to study well and definitely get into the dical school."
Eleanor: "..."
Audrey Zane took out the prepared materials from her belongings.
Seeing Audrey Zane with the deanor of a strict teacher, Eleanor rubbed her forehead.
"Professor Zane, please wait a mont, I need to make a phone call."
After saying that, Eleanor took her phone and went to the balcony to call Alaric Faulkner.
The call was quickly connected, and Alaric’s deep, magnetic voice ca through, "Did the teacher I found for you arrive?"
Eleanor rolled her eyes, who is supposed to be whose teacher?
Eleanor’s ntor, Brian Zane, was the dean of the dical school, and she, as his student, along with her well-known reputation...
Audrey Zane being her student would be more likely.
But Eleanor could only conceal her identity now and act like an oblivious beginner.
She asked powerlessly, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t help ?"
Alaric chuckled, "I only said I wouldn’t help you with admission, I didn’t say I couldn’t help you find a tutor."
Hearing Alaric’s twisted logic, Eleanor’s lips slightly curved.
"President Faulkner, are you always so unprincipled?"
"Ever since I t you, I don’t know what principles are anymore."
Thinking about how Alaric shalessly kisses her every ti, Eleanor’s cheeks suddenly ward.
Hmm, indeed quite shaless, really like a dog.
"Eleanor."
Alaric suddenly called her.
"What?" Eleanor retorted fiercely.
Although separated by the phone, she always felt like he could see through her, reading her wandering thoughts at the mont.
She could only bluff her way through, trying to first put on a strong front.
Alaric laughed softly and said, "I found you a tutor, shouldn’t you reward ?"
Eleanor leaned against the wall and snorted, "What reward?"
"Give a kiss."
"Get lost."
She hung up the phone directly.
She knew Alaric was unreliable, constantly thinking about teasing her.
After putting away her phone, Eleanor returned to the room.
She spoke, "Professor Zane, I’m sorry to keep you waiting."
Audrey Zane didn’t mind. She pointed to a chair beside her, "Miss Sterling, based on my understanding, you have so background in Chinese dicine.
However, modern dicine and Chinese dicine are two different systems.
If you want to give up Chinese dicine to study modern dicine, you must abandon the theories of Chinese dicine."
Eleanor couldn’t help but mutter, "Can’t you master both at the sa ti?"
She felt she had integrated them quite well, even able to make use of them reciprocally.
Hearing this, a hint of contempt flashed in Audrey Zane’s eyes.
She thought Eleanor was simply daydreaming. With a mocking expression, she said, "Ordinary people already exhaust all their efforts learning Western dicine.
And you want to master both? You’re simply dreaming!"
Eleanor didn’t want to argue with her. She changed the subject, "Professor Zane, where shall we start?"
Audrey Zane opened the teaching materials, "I’ve prepared so past exam questions; take a look first."
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