Chapter 662

“First, I really love traditional medicine.” Charlotte lifted her lashes, her eyes bright and steady as she spoke, every word clear and certain. “Second, the things our ancestors left behind deserve to be passed on. I want to be the one who does that.”
Glenn just stared at her, stunned. His tired old eyes seemed almost young again with surprise. He never thought someone so young could say something like that, something with real depth.
Carrying on the legacy of traditional medicine, making it shine… That had always been his dream.
“Not bad.” Glenn smiled, truly pleased. “It’s good for young people to have dreams.”
It had been years since a student talked about carrying on traditional medicine. Having dreams was wonderful, but
He looked at Charlotte, elegant and proud, and couldn’t help but worry a little. He hoped she wouldn’t get scared and break down when she got on stage.
…
Monday.
The annual medical exchange was being held at The Cabinda University. Students from all over Eldoria crowded the campus, making the place buzz with excitement. But the traditional medicine majors were just a small group, barely a fifth of the crowd.
Before the event started, Charlotte followed her classmates into the lounge. Just as she reached the door, she bumped into Letty, who was leading The Cabinda University team inside.
Letty caught sight of the Kingswood University Traditional Medicine Class sign—and Charlotte standing among the group. Her lips pressed together and something unreadable flashed in her eyes.
The students behind Letty shot over looks full of disdain.
“The traditional medicine class showed up again this year?”
Someone whispered, “They come in last every year. How do they not feel embarrassed?”
The students nearby snickered.
“This year’s event is anatomy,” another chimed in. “Everyone knows our school is
the best at that. Aren’t they just setting themselves up to lose again?”
The comments weren’t loud, but everyone could hear them.
The traditional medicine students turned red with anger, but the truth stung, and they couldn’t argue back. When would their department finally get some respect.
Charlotte heard it all. She just glanced up, not interested in getting pulled in. “Cut it out.”
After her classmates finished grumbling, Letty turned back, giving them a half-hearted scolding. Then she looked straight at Charlotte, hèr smile polite but sharp. “Charlotte, I hope you guys do well this year. Even if you don’t get first place, et
making the top ten would still be
something.”
Not getting first? That was so backhanded.
Charlotte lifted her head, her eyes cold as she stared at Letty. “Yeah, that would be
pretty good,” she answered, slow and calm.
Letty’s brow twitched, and she held
back a laugh
She was only being
But Charlotte a
petually too
polite
seriously. Top ten in traditional
medicine? What a joke.
“Okay, we’ll be watching,” Letty said, her eyes cool. Her smile never reached her eyes.
The people with Letty looked just as smug, pretending to wish them luck as they left.
As those arrogant backs disappeared, Molly, a senior, stepped closer to Charlotte. “Charlotte, getting into the top ten is kind of
Impossible. She didn’t finish, but everyone knew what she meant. If they talked big now and failed later, the humiliation would be even worse.
“You think making the top ten is embarrassing? Do you want first place, then?” Charlotte looked up, her lips curling in a faint, unreadable smile.
Molly blinked, thrown off. “What?”