"Pfft—"

Zhang San, who was drinking water.

Hearing Chen Mu’s astonishing statement, couldn’t control himself and spat out a mouthful of water.

Almost choking himself.

"Hahahaha!!!!"

"This kid sure knows how to talk!!!"

"Got it right on the spot!"

In Professor Zhang San’s office, there were many professors who came with snacks to watch the live broadcast together.

As soon as they heard Chen Mu’s voice from the tablet.

Professor Zhang San’s office burst into laughter.

Listening to his old buddies teasing him.

Professor Zhang San’s face turned a bit awkward, "I wouldn’t call this scheming, I just thought Chen Mu and Hai City University seemed a bit pitiful, couldn’t even find a decent school doctor."

"So, with some reluctance, I sent my student to work at Hai City University for a year or two, isn’t it just to help Dr. Chen and Hai City University..."

Professor Zhang San tried hard.

Trying to make himself look more sincere.

But the other professors, listening to his explanation, first looked at each other.

Then one of them spoke very helplessly: "Old Zhang, do you remember how many years we’ve worked together?"

Professor Zhang San: "It’s been decades..."

Before he could finish.

A pack of tissues was tossed over directly.

Professor Zhang San dodged and looked at his old buddy puffing and glaring.

But he heard a disdainful tone: "We’ve known each other for decades, what are you lying to us about? Do you really believe what you just said?"

"You also want to help Hai City University and Dr. Chen, let me ask you, if Hai City University only has one school doctor and he’s not Chen Mu, would you go to support them?"

Professor Zhang San: "..."

"I could tell from your student’s first words, Liu Yao was guiding from behind, but definitely not as much as you did!"

"That shameless style, that’s definitely in the style of you, Professor Zhang San!"

Other professors echoed.

"Exactly, exactly! Initially, Old Liu told us who Dr. Chen’s father was, hoping we, the old guys, could take better care of him. Being the only school doctor isn’t easy, but you, on the other hand, made plans."

"If you’re so good at making plans, why don’t you just say you’ll marry your daughter to the young man!"

Hearing other professors say this, Professor Zhang San even looked a bit wronged: "You think I don’t want to? But both my daughters are married."

Talking about this.

Professor Zhang San looked even more bitter, "And neither of them has any intention of getting divorced. I might want to marry my daughter to Chen Mu, but I’m powerless... no single daughter left..."

Seeing the genuine expressions of Professor Zhang San.

The other professors were speechless, "I was just giving an example, this shameless old guy actually thought about it!"

Professor Zhang San stiffened his neck, not feeling any problem: "Chen Mu’s past issues are nothing to me, the young fellow didn’t do anything wrong!"

"Besides, I’ve spent my whole life studying traditional Chinese medicine, hoping to have a reliable successor!"

"The students I have now are just mediocre, none with the talent like Chen Mu, but if he were my son-in-law it would be different. Even if not my disciple, I could let him inherit my skills. After all, can a son-in-law refuse his father-in-law?"

Listening to Professor Zhang San’s justified words.

The other professors, though slack-jawed, couldn’t help but lament.

What can I say...

In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, talented young people.

Were almost all snatched by other old professors early on, just like Chen Mu, who was pulled into studying medicine early.

Even when Chen Mu was young, under Professor Liu Yao.

Professor Liu Yao would teach Chen Mu a thing or two in his free time.

Because he saw that this child truly had talent.

Though they despised Professor Zhang San’s actions, being so old and scheming against the younger ones.

Once Professor Zhang San spoke up.

They couldn’t help but admit.

Just imagining.

If one day, a young man as talented as Chen Mu appeared.

And they happened to have a single daughter.

They would definitely try hard to make a match.

Hearing the sighs rising and falling in the room, Professor Zhang San smirked, "Actually, to be honest, it wasn’t entirely because of Chen Mu’s father that I encouraged my student to become Chen Mu’s final disciple."

"Even if not a final disciple, as long as they follow Chen Mu, they could learn a tenth of Chen Mu’s acupuncture skills."

"This kid might have unlimited prospects in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in the future."

Other professors: "..."

When Professor Zhang San brought it to this point.

They started to admire Professor Zhang San instead.

No matter whether Professor Zhang San had an eye on Chen Mu’s acupuncture skills.

At least...

Professor Zhang San didn’t just see Chen Mu as someone’s disciple, or someone’s son.

He purely recognized Chen Mu’s abilities.

This.

They couldn’t bring themselves to do it.

It’s not that Chen Mu’s abilities aren’t worthy of their singular recognition.

It’s that Chen Mu had a father who cast too big a shadow.

As long as they’re this generation of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, it’s hard not to acknowledge the other’s title.

******

"Dr. Chen, actually, Professor Zhang San, is a really good person..."

Hearing Chen Mu’s voice.

Even though Guo Yilong knew full well, from Chen Mu’s perspective, he didn’t say anything wrong.

But when Guo Yilong opened his mouth.

He instinctively defended Professor Zhang San.

Chen Mu glanced at Guo Yilong, speaking calmly: "From your perspective, your professor treats you well, of course, he’s a good person."

"But Guo Yilong, my classmate."

Chen Mu was smiling.

Yet in reality.

The smile didn’t reach his eyes.

"Our positions are different!"

Guo Yilong: "..."

Indeed it is.

Just a few minutes ago, Dr. Chen.

Had just pointed out that his desire to stay at Hai City University was at the guidance of two professors behind the scenes.

Guo Yilong, who was previously quite brave.

Was now subdued like a quail after being exposed.

Chen Mu couldn’t help but sigh.

The youngsters these days are really different from those in my time.

Pressure resistance.

Is really lacking.

Back then, even if the teacher rejected me, I had the cheek to try again next time.

Realizing that Guo Yilong’s boldness was far from his own youthful days.

Chen Mu decided not to push the kid further and said, "If you want to learn traditional Chinese medicine from me, it’s not impossible, but at least tell me specifically what you want to learn?"

Pausing for a moment.

Chen Mu continued: "Although I don’t particularly like Professor Zhang San, I must admit he’s very skilled. With such a skilled teacher, what do you want to learn from me?"