After her rebirth

Dean didn't even get a chance to respond before Nova snatched the phone from him and hit the answer button.

Dean laughed and asked, "So, what's the verdict?"

A few seconds later, Nova bit her lip hard, hung up, and angrily tossed the phone onto the table, her fingers shaking. Then she turned and ran off, crying.

Dean quickly grabbed the phone, checking it over. Luckily, it wasn't broken.

Why were girls these days so hot-headed and not gentle at all?

Nova's rage meant the lab results confirmed poisoning.

Just like Katniss had said, it was poisoning from Vigna umbellata.

He had just looked it up in a book. Vigna umbellata is a leguminous plant. In small amounts, it can benefit the eyes and liver, but consuming more than an ounce can cause severe poisoning.

Dean turned to look at Katniss, who was daydreaming nearby, and found her quite interesting.

Vigna umbellata, such an obscure substance, and she could name it off the top of her head. How well did she know her pharmacology?

After finishing with his current patient, Dean turned to Katniss and asked, "Poison is complex. How did you diagnose it so quickly?"

Katniss furrowed her delicate brows, looking slightly puzzled. "Isn't it easy to diagnose? It was obvious at first glance."

After identifying the poisoning, it was easy to diagnose by matching the symptoms.

Dean blinked.

He felt a bit belittled by Katniss, but in the spirit of academic research, he decided to be humble. So he continued to ask, "But pharmacology is ever-changing, and symptoms can be very similar. How did you identify it so quickly?"

Even he couldn't diagnose it right away.

How did Katniss do it so quickly?

No wonder Nova was so angry. That pair of grandfather and grandchild seemed like actors arranged to highlight Katniss's exceptional medical skills.

Many renowned doctors had come to this free clinic, bringing their students, all eager to seize this opportunity. Everyone was trying to showcase their abilities.

Katniss's bright eyes blinked, her delicate face full of seriousness. "Just memorize all the pharmacology."

"You memorized all the pharmacology?" Dean rubbed his ears, doubting what he heard. "You're quite the joker."

"Yes, I memorized it. I've been doing it for many years." Katniss's expression was serious, and her tone was calm.

That kind of nonchalant attitude made it seem like even if she was boasting, you had to believe her.

Katniss wasn't lying. Aurora had left her many books. Katniss had never married in her previous life, dedicating herself to serving the Manners family. She didn't work, so she spent her time reading the medical books Aurora left behind. Moreover, for Nathan's illness, Katniss often stayed up late, poring over medical books to find a cure.

Aurora's clinic was popular because of its affordable prices and effective treatments. During the years Katniss spent with Aurora, besides memorizing pharmacology and prescriptions, she was also forced to learn about herbs and observe Aurora treating patients.

No matter how dull a person was, after memorizing something for decades, it became ingrained in their mind, easily retrievable.

Dean wasn't buying it. He borrowed an herbal book from a colleague, flipped to a random page, and asked, "Aloe vera, what does it treat?"

Katniss, like a human encyclopedia, paused for a moment before rattling off the medicinal properties word for word.

Dean's excitement grew. He tested her with several more herbs, even switching books, picking one herb from each.

The results were the same Katniss nailed each one perfectly.

Afterward, Dean's gaze at Katniss changed, as if she were a hidden gem.

What a talent!

What a genius in the medical field!

Seeing the patients still waiting, Dean stood up and let Katniss take his seat.

Dean pulled up a chair, sat beside her, took a sip of water, and said leisurely, "Katniss, you handle the patients. I'll supervise."

Then Dean told the waiting patients, "You all saw it just now. This young lady's skills are top-notch. If there's any issue, come to my office."

The remaining patients hesitated but then thought, 'Why not?'

After all, it's a free clinic. If her diagnosis wasn't accurate, they could still see Dean.

Seeing two doctors in one queue, not a bad deal.

Katniss's mouth twitched, and she looked at Dean, who was lounging with his legs crossed, and whispered, "Professor Palmer, you just want to clock out early, don't you?"

"Nonsense, this is an opportunity for you young people to gain experience. You should cherish it!"

Katniss sighed, resignedly sat down, and began calling patients, "Place the case file here, stretch out your right hand, let me feel your pulse..."

Dean and Aurora were quite similar; both liked to make her work for free under the guise of training her.

So, when Brent finished his work and brought Cecil over, this was the scene they saw.

Katniss sat in the attending physician's seat, her face calm and cool as she diagnosed patients, asking about their symptoms and prescribing medicine.

Meanwhile, Dean sat leisurely beside her, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

Brent was furious. He strode over, grabbed Dean, and angrily said, "What are you doing?"

Dean, suddenly facing Brent's fiery eyes, shrank his neck, then coughed and righteously said, "I'm training Katniss to make diagnoses on her own!"

"Bullshit! If she can do it alone, why don't you come help me? I'm so busy I don't even have time to drink water, and you're here relaxing!" Brent was gritting his teeth. He had sent Katniss to assist, not to free up Dean. "No, no, I just sat down. The moment I sat, you came over." Dean explained with a smile, trying to bluff his way through.

Brent sneered and exposed him mercilessly, "I've been watching you for three minutes. You've swatted at least ten mosquitoes and flipped through the newspaper."

Hearing this, Dean hummed and chose not to respond.

When Dean's gaze shifted to Katniss, who was still seriously diagnosing patients, his eyes twinkled. He grabbed Brent and said, "Brent, let Katniss be my student. I'll take good care of her! I'll teach her everything I know!" Brent was stunned by Dean's shamelessness. He slapped Dean's hand off his arm as if it were contaminated.

He raised his hand to stop Dean from getting closer. "Do you even hear the nonsense you're spouting?"

Meanwhile, Cecil, who had been silent, glanced in Katniss's direction.