"Mr. Jiang, but Nong Cuiru said..."
Xue Zhong looked worried. "She said she hopes her grandson can be fully cured before the Jishan Hall assessment. Otherwise, she's afraid Jishan Hall will have a very hard time passing."
"Master Xue, with me here, do you really think Jishan Hall can't pass the assessment?" Jiang Xinghai suddenly smiled.
"Well..."
The wrinkles on Xue Zhong's face smoothed out. "Right! How could I have forgotten about that!"
"Besides, can that Nong Cuiru really call all the shots at the National Medical Hall?" Jiang Xinghai asked again.
"She doesn't have that kind of power," Xue Zhong said.
"In that case, all I have to do is pass the assessment for Jishan Hall tomorrow, and its entry into the National Medical Hall will be set in stone, correct?" Jiang Xinghai said with a faint smile.
"Of course, of course. It will take effect immediately," Xue Zhong replied.
