Director Han turned over another page, this photo's date a mystery. Yang Ping is standing on the Golden Knife Award stage, the greatest dark horse of that year's Golden Knife Award, overshadowing competitors from top hospitals like Xiehe, Huaxi, and Imperial Medical University, winning the Golden Knife Award in a landslide.
After the meeting, someone asked him, "Professor Han, is Yang Ping your student?"
Director Han nodded and said, "Yes."
That person said, "You taught him really well."
Director Han chuckled, saying nothing.
In his mind, he thought: it's not that I taught well, it's that he's self-driven.
His phone rang, it was Yang Ping calling.
"Director, I'm almost downstairs, are you in your office?"
Director Han said, "Yes, come up."
After the call, Director Han tucked away the photo album, put it back in the drawer. Then he walked to the door, opened it, returned to the sofa, and poured himself another cup of tea.
A few minutes later, Yang Ping pushed the door open.
