Tang Shu stood up and poured him a glass of water. A glance at the document in his hand told her that he had been interviewing a few assistants.
"How's the research project going on your side?"
"Smoothly, don't worry, our students at Medical University, except for you, are all eager to join my team!"
Professor Yu's proud chin tilt betrayed a touch of regret that Tang Shu had initially declined to become his apprentice.
"How come you have so much going on at such a young age? You seem even busier than this old man."
Tang Shu smiled lightly without saying anything, while Old Madam Yu had already finished reviewing the article and written a few concluding remarks below.
"Xiao Shu can't be compared with you. You are only versed in Chinese medicine. Now look at Xiao Shu, a student of Chinese medicine who can study stone tablet inscriptions better than those young people from the Chinese literature department."
"Oh? From the sound of it, you rate this assignment quite highly?"
