Shanhe Medical University.
Inside the large conference room on the 21st floor of the administrative building.
Undercurrents surged.
A group of people sat in the office, all of them senior leaders of the university, each one watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, calm and composed, not uttering a word.
Everyone knew very well that today's meeting would inevitably lead to a sizable dispute.
Choice had become incredibly important.
Whose side to take was a question on everyone's mind.
Should they choose Li Jingming?
Or should they choose Lv Anshan, who was entrenched here, had been operating for decades like an iron fortress?
True to his name, Lv Anshan really was like a mountain at Shanhe Medical University, immovable and incredibly stable.
No matter how the Medical University reformed, this old, dull man, who always liked to reveal a Maitreya Buddha-like smile, seemed to always remain as unmovable as a mountain.
