After being rescued by kind-hearted people from another world and learning that I had magical talents, I determined to become a doctor and fill the team's healing vacancy.
But...
This world is completely different from what I imagined.
What, the doctor can't treat the wound just by putting his hand on it?
"If you don't understand the distribution and direction of the bones, muscles, and nerves in the body of each race, how do you treat it? What if the newly grown limbs can't move? What if they don't come out directly from the ribs and crotch in the original place!" The instructor slapped the pointer, "Quiet, the next few Don't laugh, classmates. There are cases. If you don't listen carefully now, it will be a black history if something happens in the future. Even if you become a bronze-level or above doctor in the future, you will still be criticized by people, 'Oh, he, I remember, he used to make people's hands grow legs.' By then, it will be up to you whether you can still laugh."
Various types of racial anatomy, pathology, toxicology...
Even in my dreams, I was writing down questions and taking notes.
I always feel like graduation is far away.
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Daily life in another world, first person
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day