The biggest malignant tumor had been removed. The rest could be left to Zhou Qingquan and the rest to handle.
Lin Fan didn't have been involve himself in this for now. Those exam scripts had pretty much been finished. He sent them to Zhou Qingquan for safekeeping.
However, he went to the official website to take a look as well. There were applicants from all over the country but many of them were Chinese doctors from small towns and villages. They seemed not to have any authority and power.
Now, getting into the Chinese Medical Association was similar to getting into a university, it depended on results and not relations. Hence, those people who only had the title of Chinese doctor without real abilities could forget about it.
The next day!
Nanshan Children's Welfare Institute.
As the sound of Lin Fan's piano faded, a familiar sound rang out.
"The task of teaching the piano to thirty children has been completed."
