After giving the prescription to Zhao Qingtang, Lin Tian clearly intended to become a hands-off boss. For him, painstakingly typing each word out on a keyboard felt like pure torment.
Even if he wanted to write it, once he handed it to Zhao Qingtang, it would still require a full rewrite, making it largely pointless.
But Zhao Qingtang was different. Having been a top student from childhood, her experience in writing papers was incredibly rich.
However, Lin Tian still had his demands.
"Remember the speech we gave at the medical summit last time?" Lin Tian asked.
Zhao Qingtang gave Lin Tian a meaningful look, "Of course I remember. Back then, the paper I wrote was rejected by you. It's still on my computer and has never been shown to anyone. Later, you turned my paper into a mess, full of conflict and controversy. You were comfortable, but you have no idea how many people I offended after the summit."
Lin Tian's smile deepened.
Slam!
