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Chapter 465 – Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family

Posted on February 16, 2025 by admin

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Although the support for Mirabella was sporadic, she could still feel the trust and encouragement of her college mates.

Andrew, watching from the crowd, thought to himself that although Mirabella often skipped classes, he frequently saw her entering and leaving the school lab, and sometimes President Barton would join her.

They must have been conducting experiments, right?

Even if Mirabella didn’t have a solid medical foundation, with the number of times she visited the lab, she must have learned something from President Barton, right?

At least she wouldn’t embarrass herself too much, right?

At that moment, a Westerly College professor hurriedly called President Barton.

“President Barton, Mirabella is on stage to compete.”

“Really?” The old man sounded visibly thrilled, “I knew Summerfield College couldn’t keep calm. They are so arrogant when they see our straight-A prodigy. As long as my girl shows on the stage, next year, we will have many students flocking to our school. Westerly College will be bustling!”

The Westerly College professor was puzzled. He rarely saw Mirabella at school.

How could President Barton be so certain of the abilities of someone who often skipped classes?

And how did he know she would accept the challenge?

“Remember to tell our procurement department to order more beds, desks, and chairs to prepare for next year’s enrollment. Westerly College is going to be the talk of the town!” President Barton chuckled before hanging up, “These youngsters can’t keep their cool. Let my girl teach them a lesson.”At that point, the leader of the Summerfield College team looked at Mirabella with arrogance, “I heard you study neurology. What do you want to compete in?

Mirabella replied calmly, “Let’s compete in what you’re good at.”

“What we’re good at?” The Summerfield College captain was taken aback, “Huh, the straight-A prodigy is indeed arrogant. We excel in dissection!”

Although first-year students at Summerfield College hadn’t had the chance to practice dissection, they had all privately studied under renowned teachers, putting them above-average students.

They didn’t believe that a first-year student from the neurology major of Westerly College could perform a dissection!

“Oh, let’s dissect then.”

Seeing Mirabella so undaunted and seemingly relaxed, the captain of the Summerfield University team gave her a cold look, “Bring it up.”

He had assumed the sight of the frosty scalpel and the live rabbit would scare Mirabella out of her wits.

However, Mirabella’s expression remained as aloof as ever, as if she were above it all.

The Summerfield University team thought she was just putting on a brave front, probably terrified inside but not showing it.

“Oh my god, dissecting a live rabbit? I can’t breathe”

“That competition is terrifying.”

“That is beyond our knowledge scope at Westerly University. It’s off the syllabus”

How could freshmen possibly have hands-on experience with dissections, let alone they’re from the neurology major at Westerly University, who have only been exposed to theoretical knowledge right now.

In that competition, Westerly University was bound to lose.

“Using a scalpel to dissect a rabbit?” Mirabella’s eyes sparkled with interest as she looked at the Summerfield University team.

The captain of the Summerfield University team smirked, “Dissection is done with a scalpel. You wouldn’t be afraid of carrying it out on a live subject, would you?””Realizing your fear now, Too late!”

“If you’re not up to it, admit defeat now. Acknowledge that Westerly University is inferior to Summerfield University, and from that day forward, refrain from participating in any competitions organized by our universities.

Keep your tail between your legs.”

Watching their arrogant behavior, Mirabella smirked, “I mean, dissecting small animals is so boring.

Doesn’t the Med School at Summerfield University have cadavers specifically for practice? Bring one up-“

Upon hearing that, the faces of the Summerfield University team froze!

Even the spectators widened their eyes in disbelief.

What was that straight-A student saying??

Was she saying she didn’t want to dissect a rabbit but a human body instead??

This was absolutely hair-raising.

“If you’re not up to it, admit defeat now. Acknowledge that Summerfield University is inferior to Westerly University. From this day forward, refrain from participating in any competitions organized by our universities. Keep your tail between your legs.”

Mirabella threw their own words back at them.

The captain of the Summerfield University team’s face turned ashen. He and one of his team members had only ever dissected small animals; they had never had the chance to work with a cadaver.

Now, they were being put in a tight spot by her.”She’s just trying to intimidate us!”

“Even if she’s brave enough, her lack of professionalism will be a laughing stock once she makes the first cut. After all, freshmen are not exposed to professional dissection training.”

“We should accept the challenge and see what she’s up to!”

The captain of the Summerfield University team looked at Mirabella’s inscrutable, confident derneanor, torn between accepting the challenge and the fear of what if.

What if she really knew what she was doing?

“Are we doing that or not?” Mirabella had been standing on the stage for a while now and asked impatiently.

The teammates standing behind her couldn’t help but feel excited, Mirabella’s so cool! Mirabella’s so badass!

Indeed, only Mirabella could keep them in line.

Summerfield College’s team captain was stuck between a rock and a hard place, but he ventured to ask, “How many of us do you want to compete with?”

Mirabella’s eyes scanned each of them, her tone casual, “All of you. Together.”

Her statement was audacious, causing many of the Summerfield College students in the audience to anticipate her humiliation.

“Fine, you asked for it,’ thought the Summerfield College team captain.

Surely, they, a team of four, couldn’t tose to a girl who often skipped classes.

Soon, two cadavers were brought onto the stage.

They were covered with white sheets and laid on gurneys. Just the sight of it was enough to send chills down the spine of many in the audience. Some even got up and left their seats.

Those bodies, donated for teaching purposes, were rapidly frozen to -22°F within eight hours of death and then preserved properly.

When needed for teaching, they would be thawed to 39°F, ensuring the freshness of the cadavers and allowing students to simulate surgical procedures on actual human bodies.

At that moment, the two cadavers were perfectly thawed. Mirabella, looking at the audience, kindly advised, “Those who are scared can leave first.”

After all, not everyone could handle such a scene.

More people left their seats.Yet, even more stayed. Some were curious about Mirabella, and others wanted to witness the outcome of the competition.

Mirabella made a respectful bow to the cadavers, then unveiled the sheet from one of them.

Many in the audience shrieked and left their seats.

After all, that was a real dead body.

“The deceased was about 5’9″, in his early 30s, fit, with a thick layer of abdominal fat, muscular, no bullet holes in the back of his head, limbs intact.

This suggests he wasn’t an executed criminal or a victim of a car crash,”

Mirabella commented, expressionless. She put on gloves, picked up the scalpel, and made a clean incision on the deceased’s skin.

“There’s a hard mass in the lungs, filling the chest cavity, eroding the normal lung and blood vessels, leaving only about one-third of the normal lung.”

Mirabella remained calm, making her conclusion, “The deceased died of lung cancer. I’d like to take this opportunity to advise the male students to quit smoking. It’s harmful to your health”

Not just the Summerfield College team but all the students of Summerfield College in the audience were stunned.

She was so cool, so professional!

She wasn’t scared at all by the fresh corpse in front of her but could rationally analyze the cause of death.

What was even more unbelievable was that she could perform autopsies!Her movements were effortless and proficient, no different from seasoned surgeons at the hospital.

A freshman could perform an autopsy so well.

Mirabella pointed out some characteristics of the deceased, then sewed up the incision, restoring the cadaver to its original state.

Her suturing skill was astonishing. Two of the judges from the panel stood up involuntarily as if seeing the next medical prodigy!

Mirabella removed her gloves and sanitized her hands, then turned her gaze back to the Summerfield College team.

The team seemed glued to their seats, motionless. They studied late into the night, sponging up medical knowledge and even receiving private tutoring from renowned doctors.

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