Chapter 289
Myrna was going to take the Independent School Entrance Examination. Myrna didn’t expect him to be so observant. She pursed her lips, put her phone down, and casually admitted, “Hmm, I like it.”
Calvin raised an eyebrow and immediately asked, “What major are you planning to study in college? Traditional Medicine?”
Blake looked at Myrna with the same curiosity and said, “Myrna, are you also planning to study medicine?” Then, remembering that Kristin also studied medicine—neurosurgery, it seemed, at Craydon University’s clinical program—he realized their family had two medical students.
Myrna didn’t know where he got the word “also.” She relaxed back in her chair, a carefree expression on her face: “Hmm, most likely, he studied Traditional Medicine.”
She had thought Calvin would share Rachel and the others’ “she’s gone astray” expression, but he seemed completely unfazed. His deep, narrow eyes looked at her; his thin lips touched; his voice was low and seductive: “Traditional Medicine is great, it’s a good profession. Have you decided which school you want to go to?”
“Craydon University, right?” Myrna recalled Emilee’s morning comments and asked, “Do you know about the independent admissions at Craydon University?”
Calvin, having studied at Craydon University for a year, said, “I know. If I remember correctly, they will have an admission exam in a month.”
Myrna raised her eyebrows and said, “I will attend.”
She quite liked Traditional Medicine—no, she liked her country’s traditional culture! Traditional Medicine or harp, it didn’t matter. I don’t know when it started, but gradually, Western things became popular at home, from fast food to aerospace, and from clothing to daily life. It seems that picking up a few foreign languages is a good thing. But she felt that the truly good things were precisely the ones everyone gradually forgot.
For example, the harp, a Western musical instrument, could play music. The harp could also play the same tune, and the sound produced would be more ethereal and pleasing. Many people simply did not know about the harp, a musical instrument! For example, undergoing surgery. When it comes to surgery, everyone assumes it definitely falls within the realm of Western medicine. However, in reality, whether it is playing musical instruments or the techniques used to treat and save lives, the West’s proud achievements are nothing more than what our ancestors left behind!
She wanted to learn Traditional Medicine, partly to exchange ideas and progress with those who understand it. On the other hand, she also wanted to show people like Emilee that Wyvernbush possesses things not only found abroad, but even better!
“If nothing unexpected happens, I might go to Nemmington in a month,” Myrna said, her crimson lips pursing, her dark eyes calm and confident, without hesitation. Her voice was hoarse and sinister as she added, “To take an exam.”
Blake and Cedric couldn’t recover their senses for half a day. Cedric reacted quickly, looking at her with a surprised expression and saying, “Ms. Stark, are you going to apply to Craydon University?” He stole a glance at Calvin’s reaction and, with a worried tone, hesitantly said, “Ms. Stark, Craydon University has high admission requirements. Do… do you want to reconsider?”
Craydon University is not easy to get into. Even if you apply through independent admissions and they don’t consider your high school exam scores, the exam papers are still very difficult! After the written test, there was still an interview. The scores of the two exams were added together, and only those with higher scores could be admitted. The admission quota of each university was limited, and talented students from all over the country would participate. It was not the college entrance examination, but the competition was even fiercer.
Melcester Central High School was considered a decent school in Melcester, but in the national context, it was nothing special.