As Ming Yao's words fell, there was a moment of silence in the air.
Doctor Zhang frowned at the peerlessly cold beauty before him, his face darkening, he scoffed, "If you're sick, go to a mental hospital. You're not our boss, what right do you have to fire us?"
Even if they no longer worked at Medicinal Hall, it was their own choice to leave.
Medicinal Hall is now barely clinging to life, probably won't last three months before it closes down!
By then they would go work across the street at Pinghe Hall.
Su Lan took out the deed and the transfer agreement, "I am Eldest Young Master Zhou's wife, and your boss has already transferred Medicinal Hall to me!"
Xiao Wu, standing to the side, was shocked, "So, she's the new boss."
Doctor Zhang glanced at the documents in Su Lan's hand, a look of disdain in his eyes.
He had heard that after Eldest Young Master Zhou died, his wife's status in the Zhou Family had plummeted.
