The two old gentlemen exchanged glances, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. However, anyone with skills tends to have a bit of a temper, like Chu Changtian back in the day, or the mysteriously vanished Medical King. Both old gentlemen were very optimistic about Chu Nan's future and did not wish to offend him, thus giving up on the idea of further persuasion.
Zhang Shouchai sat back down, and Xing Xueyi said, "Whether or not you want to give public lectures is up to you. You're here to receive your prize money, right? The bank card is with me, all the prize money is on it, and here is a certificate for our Jiangwan City Medical Association's top medical expert, along with the first-place medal for the Jiangwan City Medical Tournament. These are all for you."
