"Village chief, after you retire, please visit my health clinic. I'll prescribe some medication for you. Although it won't cure your illness, it can ease your suffering."
Zhao Tienan said slowly.
In fact, he felt very reluctant to let go of this old village chief.
He was not only a kind elder, but also a grassroots leader who helped nourish the land and its people.
Under his leadership, Fengshan Village had thrived, and Zhao Tienan hadn't been short on care and support from him since he arrived here to practice medicine.
Unfortunately, fate wasn't kind to him. With such a severe illness, he was destined to leave hastily without ever enjoying the fruits of his lifetime's labor.
Truth be told, though the old village chief was highly respected, his son didn't inherit his temperament and character. If Song Nan truly takes over, Fengshan Village might soon be filled with chaos and trouble.
The reputation his father built over a lifetime would be completely ruined by Song Nan.
