"Mr. Sang!"
"Oh, Mr. Lin, it's been a while since I last saw you. What's the matter? Are you visiting the Medical Bureau for something today?" Mr. Sang turned his head in surprise, seeing Lin Miao standing by the roadside, cupping his hands in greeting.
"Mr. Sang, please take a look at this." Lin Miao handed over an envelope with a bright smile.
"Oh, is this your application for the 'Independent Consultation' qualification submitted to the court? What's this, was it sent back by the Imperial Pharmacy?"
Mr. Sang, having some connections in Li Jing, had heard some news, albeit a bit delayed.
"No, it's been approved."
"Approved?" Mr. Sang was taken aback. Upon seeing the signature and seal of the Deputy Head of the Imperial Pharmacy on the application document, he was even more shocked, his mouth wide open, unable to speak for a long while.
"Come, let's talk in the office."
"Yes."
