With a flourish, the announcent was posted on the bulletin board, a perfect job done.
Gu Tong completed a series of procedures at the fastest speed, taking no more than three minutes.
Yan Lishan covered his face, unable to believe the process was completed by Gu Tong so quickly, and looking at the expressions of the Royal Doctors pausing to read the announcent, he wished he could disappear on the spot to avoid being treated like a spectacle by them.
However, his wish was destined to be in vain, because just after posting the announcent, Gu Tong turned back to him from not too far away and gestured a "peace" sign.
It inadvertently conveyed to others that they were in cahoots.
Yan Lishan was on the verge of tears, wanting to loudly shout that he had nothing to do with this guy, wasn’t in on it, didn’t know him, not familiar...
Yet, no matter how fervently he shouted in his heart, it was all futile.
’Clack, clack--’
Low heels and high heels stopped in front of the bulletin board, Mo Sinin pushed up her black-frad glasses, glanced back at Gu Tong, then at the announcent, and said, "The requirents for battlefield dical Royal Doctors are strict, posting an announcent at whim might not get you good candidates."
Upon hearing this, Yan Lishan strongly agreed, nodding frantically like a pecking chick.
Gu Tong didn’t mind, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "It depends on how you see it!" A sentence that was profound and hard to fathom.
Mo Sinin frowned and said, "Do you an if you don’t have the skills, don’t take on porcelain work?"
The high standards for battlefield Royal Doctors are well known, and without absolute confidence, people wouldn’t dare to sign up. So, this announcent naturally discouraged those without skills. It’s a clever idea.
"So, it depends on how you think about it." Gu Tong replied casually.
Not thinking much of it, many things have two sides, and so will pursue a goal despite it all. Because of this, it ultimately cos down to how people perceive it.
Mo Sinin pondered this sentence, her deep eyes focused back on the announcent, asking, "If you’re not capable, can you take on this role?"
Her mind was filled with thoughts, mostly about the evaluation from her ntor, Sheng Lao. Yes, Mo Sinin, in front of them, was Sheng Lao’s apprentice, the girl who had just been scolded to tears.
"That depends on oneself, I don’t mind," replied Gu Tong, who never saw herself as superior, nor did she believe she had the right to choose comrades. Comrades are trained on the battlefield, not picked selectively.
"But the teacher said to ask you!" Mo Sinin bit her lip, a bit puzzled.
Just monts ago, Sheng Lao, who had scolded her harshly, suddenly called her over, simply inford her that soone was recruiting battlefield Royal Doctors, described Gu Tong’s appearance, and waved her off to find Gu Tong.
Almost like, as long as she agreed, she could go to the battlefield.
Gu Tong’s mouth twitched twice, "..."
She couldn’t help but recall Sheng Lao’s words before leaving: to help guide the First City Royal Doctors when she had ti...
At that ti, Gu Tong didn’t think she had that much ti, so she agreed readily and didn’t take it to heart.
However, how could she have known...
Sheng Lao’s "when you have ti" could be created, and after all, as a high-ranking mber of the First City Royal Doctors, he could make ti if he wanted...
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