Sasha Trofimov

The morning of the cadets of the 3rd platoon at the Tver Suvorov Military School began as usual, except that today the boys had a physics test for which Trofimov was completely unprepared, so he came up with a brilliant plan.

The lesson begins, everyone is given sheets of paper with options, and the guy sits at the table and holds his cheek, moaning and whining

"Trofimov, what's wrong with you?" his teacher asks.

“Yes, he has a toothache, it’s been like that all morning,” his deskmate Sukhomlin answers for Sasha.

“Why didn’t you say anything? Go to the medical center, Suvorov cadet,” the teacher chuckled at him.

Trofimov gets up from his seat and nods to the teacher as he walks towards the exit of the office to go to the medical center.

"Oh, the guy's lucky, I heard we have a new medic," Makarov's voice comes from behind him.

Trofimov walks towards the medical office, happy that the plan worked. He approaches the door and knocks.

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