While Zhu Yanyi was taking her final exams, news that China could treat blood cancer shocked both the domestic and international communities. At the same time, "Gospel No. 1," a traditional Chinese medicine specifically for cancer developed by Zhu Yanyi, began to be supplied slowly in major hospitals across China.
"Good! With this, our country can finally breathe a sigh of relief. We can attend the National Medical Exchange Conference in late February and early March with confidence," the Big Boss said, his face full of joy.
"Indeed. It is said that the girl has several other projects in hand. One is a medical device similar to a CT scanner with Chinese characteristics, and another involves cultivating herbs to treat Old Chun’s illness. She gives us more and more hope. Traditional Chinese medicine is truly about to shine," Elder Yun said, also relieved.
Traditional Chinese medicine is a national treasure, but it has long been unrecognized internationally. Zhu Yanyi’s achievement sounded the horn for TCM, ensuring no one would ignore its existence again.
Although the Big Boss was happy, she quickly calmed down. "These projects are more impressive than those of graduate students. When will she complete her studies?"
Elder Yun replied, "According to Yan Aohan, the girl seems to have a plan. She might skip grades and take the college entrance exam directly next year, then pursue her bachelor’s and master’s degrees simultaneously. After all, she has already self-studied through university. Since receiving Old Yao’s letter, she has become even busier."
"It is good for young people to have drive," the Big Boss nodded. "By the way, how are the discussions on establishing the peacekeeping forces going in your military department?"
"There are basically no problems. The current issue is personnel selection, which will be the focus for this year. If everything goes smoothly, we will likely deploy the first batch of peacekeeping soldiers by the end of this year," Elder Yun said confidently, as he managed the military.
The Big Boss fell silent. "Are there any recent moves from the Holy Cult?"
"Not for now," Elder Yun said with a slight smile. "After Old Yan was assassinated and the Yan family boy flew into a rage, he purged the capital. All the exposed claws have been cut off. They won’t show their heads for a while."
The Big Boss tilted his head, thinking. "The Yan family boy rarely acts like this. He usually likes to strike when others think they have reached their peak. Now that they have just shown a claw, he has already destroyed it. This doesn’t seem like his style."
"Regardless of his style, things will be calm for a while. This gives us valuable time. We have too many things to do next, especially establishing the peacekeeping army, which is very important. So, fewer incidents are better."
The Big Boss glared at Elder Yun. "I find you have become lazy."
"The young ones have risen, and we old bones really should retire," Elder Yun said with a sigh.
The Big Boss waved his hand. "I approve your retirement. But I’m afraid that after retiring, you won’t be able to stand the young guys’ ways. So, put away those thoughts quickly."
Hearing the Big Boss’s teasing, Elder Yun smiled and said, "Actually, I’m just following your lead. I heard you said last month that you wanted to retire early too."