It was nighttime.
Lin Fan was in front of his office table, making a copy of 'Various Types of Typhoid' according to the Encyclopedia's knowledge.
As of now, he had a total of 170 Encyclopedic Points. It was enough to unlock some subclass knowledge but he hadn't thought of what he wanted to unlock yet. As for exhibiting his medical skills in front of that old man, Lin Fan did it on purpose. In this society, trying to accomplish some things without using any connections was impossible. Moreover, this old man was pretty good. Although he was a silly Chinese doctor, he actually wanted to be Lin Fan's disciple. It wasn't a bad thing.
