The little helper had originally wanted to complain indignantly after seeing Mo Ruyue's attitude, but he was interrupted by the old imperial doctor halfway through.
Everyone thought that a doctor should be benevolent, but a doctor was also an ordinary person. Mo Ruyue's concerns were reasonable, so what right did other people have to criticize him?
"Let's go. We've already tried our best. We can't do much more here."
The old imperial doctor waved his hand and took one last look at the tightly shut door before shaking his head and sighing as he left.
Although Mo Ruyue was busy with her own things in the courtyard and didn't pay attention to the movements outside, the wind blowing and the grass moving outside couldn't escape her ears.
The old imperial doctor's and the little helper's words reached her ears. She slightly curled her lips and went back to her own matters.
"Mother, is this our so-called... So-called class schedule?"
