Early the next morning.
All the drillmasters drew lots for their classes, five classes in a group.
Class One for Traditional Medicine Paige was in, Class One for Modern Medicine, Class Two for Pediatrics, Class Two for Stomatology, and Class Two for Anesthesiology all selected the same draw. So they were the first batch for the race.
Each class lined up in a row, and five rows entered the course together.
In the early morning, the course was filled with morning fog, which looked gloomy.
"Paige, it is so scary here." Leana could not help but grab the corner of Paige's clothes.
Bess was also afraid, "Is there any shock waiting for us in front?"
Many people retreated to the back, and only Paige was left to take the lead in Class One for Traditional Medicine.
"Don't worry. I think there might be single-plank bridges, piles, and so on." Paige had experienced a lot, and she didn't look panicky.
"She's so strong."