An hour and a half later,
Just as Emperor Renzong of Song was feeling a dry throat, Qin Feng stopped and smiled at the dazed elder in front of him.
"Director Song, how is it? Any more questions you need to ask?"
"No...none,"
Emperor Renzong of Song finally snapped out of it, looking at him with a complex expression.
"That's good, when do you think we should start the clinical practice?"
Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction and said with a light smile.
"Tomorrow, you just arrived in Jinling, take some rest...rest a bit, we'll officially start tomorrow."
Emperor Renzong of Song took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice, lacking the previous fury and pride.
At this moment, he looked more like a defeated rooster, but in front of his students, he still needed to maintain the demeanor of a director.
"Yao Yuan, Dr. Qin is in your hands, make proper arrangements."
He said to the resident who had earlier welcomed Qin Feng.
"Qin Feng, go and rest."
