Queen of the Scalpel - Chapter 88 - Dame Clarence

Chapter 88: Dame Clarence

-You must raise the difficulty of the test!

So this was the result of the Emperor’s order. ‘That’s amazing. It hasn’t even been that long on Earth since these kinds of questions were introduced. These questions are definitely better. Since they’re not not just memorization, but test the actual ability to diagnose the patient.’

Even the Emperor didn’t know that his order would lead to this. To think that his orders would increase the quality of the test. ‘This is harder than the multiple choice for those who haven’t seen it.’ In Korea, when it was first introduced, pass rates fell from 80~90% to about 50%.

‘But I still need to focus.’ It wasn’t just the format of the test that was harder. ‘The questions themselves are hard. They’re not just asking for how to treat it.’

Elise nervously solved the questions. ‘This isn’t something that students can answer.’ If she didn’t diagnose these diseases in her past life, she wouldn’t have known these. ‘And the passing bar at 80 points is higher than the KMLE.’

Of course, since there were more things to study in modern times, the two couldn’t be easily compared to each other. But 80 points out of the perfect 100 wasn’t easy. Since it was a test they intentionally made hard, she tried to answer the questions as best as she could, not falling in their traps.

[123rd Question – Male / Age : 50]

Next is a patient that has high blood sugar. He seems tired and is losing weight. What is the most likely diagnosis for this patient?

‘A standard diabetes question.’ It was the same problem that the current Emperor Minchester was riddled with. It was easy to treat, and the name of the disease was simple as well. But the problem was that. ‘It’s not something commonly known in the empire yet.’

On Earth, this was an easy question, but it was something that disciples wouldn’t have any idea about. ‘Wait, are they allowed to give these types of questions?’ Elise signed. These types of questions were mixed in here and there, like landmines. ‘If you get these all wrong, you can’t pass.’ Her face paled. Even she couldn’t be 100% sure of her answers to these questions.

It was because it depended on the professor who graded her answers. ‘What should I do?’ She worried about it, but there wasn’t any solution. ‘Oh well. I have to answer the questions as simply as possible to fit the level of the empire.’

All the while praying for a good result.

***

And 8 hours quickly passed by. Like the other testers, Elise left the testing location completely drained. ‘It’s over.’ The test was finished, but she didn’t feel lighthearted. The test was harder than she thought. She was able to solve most of it without any problems, but there were some that weren’t common. She didn’t know how they would be graded. ‘About 100 years later, my answer might be right, but not now.’

She had tried to answer as logically as she could considering the level of knowledge of the empire, but she didn’t know how the professors who graded it would take it.

‘What if they’re all marked as wrong?’ She didn’t even want to think about it. If that happened, that meant she wouldn’t pass. ‘No. Anything but that!’ If she failed the test, she would lose the bet. That meant she had to marry the Crown Prince. ‘Never. I’d rather leave the empire if that happens. I’ll be a doctor somewhere else.’

It would be extremely difficult for her young body to leave the empire. But that was better rather than repeating her last life. ‘Of course, I’m not the Elise I was. The probability of repeating the tragedy of my last life is low. But I still don’t want to.’

She thought of her marriage. She loved him, but her marriage life was painful. ‘It was more painful because I loved him.’ To be ignored by the one who you loved, and not being loved back, was exceedingly painful. She didn’t want to experience that again.

‘There’s only one thing I want in this life. Doing what I want and living happily ever after with my family.’ To do that, she had to pass the test, but she was filled with worries after taking the test. What if she failed?

‘Sigh, when will the results be announced? How do I wait until then?’ She plodded out of the medical center. ‘Sir Bentol…hasn’t arrived yet.’ Because she finished earlier than expected, she plopped down at the entrance waiting for Sir Bentol.

‘I’m tired and hungry. I want something sweet.’ Was it because she was feeling depressed? She suddenly craved something sweet. Strawberry cake, mango pudding, banana tart, chocolate mousse, Francoen macarons, and more.

How nice would it be to have a bunch of a triple-tiered tray, and gulp it all down? ‘Stepmother would say no. Since it’s not good for me.’ Elise pouted. ‘I’d willingly be kidnapped if someone tempted me with cake. I want to eat sweet foods until my tongue feels numb.’

But it was then. She heard an unexpected voice from behind.

“Did you do well?”