Lin Fan hadn't expected that Zhao Mingqing would get sent somewhere else. It didn't make sense at all. Could it be because they hadn't handed over the prescription to the higher-ups?
If that was really the case, then those people were way too petty.
Zhao Mingqing said, "Teacher, the higher-ups have already chosen a new Director for the academy. I have no choice but to go."
"What? That's ridiculous!" Lin Fan was taken aback. Then, he said, "Just retire then. In the future, just focus on studying Chinese medicine with me. When the time is right, we can go and do some volunteer clinical work. That would be much better than being in the school. Moreover, at your age, you should take care of yourself more."
