As soon as Old Li exerted himself, a sharp pain shot through his chest. He hunched over on the ground, his head pounding and drenched in sweat.

"Early-stage liver cancer, discovered early enough to be cut out. You could live another six or seven years. If it had been discovered two months later, you’d be dead."

Tang Ming chuckled coldly, confidently saying, "But if I were to operate, I wouldn’t need to remove your liver. I could extend your life by ten years, but I just don’t want to treat you."

"Isn’t this too incredible?"

Old Zhang and Tan Yongsheng were dumbfounded. To diagnose cancer with just a few glances—could he really be human?

"Cough, cough, Tang Ming, with you representing Imperial University in the medical competition, Imperial University is sure to place high."

Enduring his pain, Old Li shouted excitedly.

"Sorry! I was planning to participate in the medical competition, eager to see some of the nation’s young medical talents. But now, after all this, I’m not interested anymore."

Tang Ming shrugged and turned to walk out, "No need for you to eliminate me this time; I’m not participating."

Seeing Tang Ming walk away like that, Tan Yongsheng and the two old professors were left speechless—this guy’s temper was through the roof.

"Awesome!"

Both Meng Xianjun and Shao Wuyou exclaimed in admiration in unison, as Tang Ming was simply too cool at that moment.

"What do we do? This level of medical skill not participating in the medical competition is definitely a loss for Imperial University."

Tan Yongsheng anxiously rubbed his hands repeatedly.

"Hey! I said earlier we shouldn’t have eliminated him straight off. Even if he cheated through the written test, it’s understandable."

Old Zhang sighed, full of helplessness.

"We must get him to compete, even if it means I have to beg him... take me to the hospital first, then I’ll think of a way."

Old Li’s voice trailed off as the thought of having liver cancer flustered him.

A round of assessments ended like this. Apart from Tang Ming, who was an outlier, only twenty people in the entire medical specialty passed the two rounds, and losing Tang Ming, the Divine Doctor, was hard for Tan Yongsheng and the others to accept.

Slickly refusing to pass the assessment, Tang Ming regretted it as soon as he stepped out of the Medical College.

"I might have overdone the show-off act!"

Annoyed, Tang Ming looked back at the experiment building. Though he had harshly confronted the two professors and the dean, reliving it felt satisfying, but now he had to figure out how to explain not being able to attend the medical competition to Zhou Xiong.

Tang Ming truly wasn’t concerned about the so-called medical competition. To be precise, he wasn’t concerned about being a student at Imperial University either. He had joined to accompany Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli, but now with a task at hand, not participating in the competition was something he couldn’t explain to Zhou Xiong.

An hour later, at the Dark Group headquarters, Zhou Xiong sat in the office, glaring furiously at Tang Ming in front of him, "Bro, what the hell are you doing? I even got you the test questions, yet you didn’t even pass Imperial University’s assessment?"

"Director Zhou, it’s not my fault. Who could have predicted that the school’s top brass would be so displeased about the leaked questions? They just didn’t let me pass the practical assessment, and directly eliminated me. It’s really not my fault."

Tang Ming looked at Director Zhou with an innocent expression, not daring to mention that he had confronted the two old professors and the dean of the Medical College.

"I... I didn’t consider things thoroughly. I didn’t expect those stubborn old fools at Imperial University, pretending to be easy with me while secretly making things hard for you."

Zhou Xiong sighed dejectedly.

"So what do we do now? Judging by this trend, I’ve already left a mark at Imperial University. I guess it’ll be tough to get a chance for foreign exchanges in the future, right?"

Tang Ming uncertainly looked at Zhou Xiong.

"It seems unlikely. I’ll have to think of another way."

Zhou Xiong nodded, anxiously rubbing his brow, "You should transfer."

"University even allows transfers?"

Tang Ming looked at Zhou Xiong in surprise.

"You didn’t get into university through regular channels anyway; if you want to transfer, there’s a way."

Zhou Xiong glared at Tang Ming with exasperation, "I can find a way to transfer you to a university that’s not as outrageous as Imperial University, and everything will be easier."

"Like where? Just to be clear, I can’t be too far from Imperial University because I need to take care of Liu Mengting."

Tang Ming said sincerely, looking at Zhou Xiong.

"How about the Medical University?"

Zhou Xiong frowned, unsure, as he looked at Tang Ming, "It’s right next to Imperial University, though not in the top ten universities, it’s still a key institution under the 511 Project. Importantly, it has the qualifications to recommend students to the medical competition, and it has foreign exchange opportunities."

"I have no problem with that, but is it doable?"

Tang Ming looked at Zhou Xiong worriedly.

"Don’t worry! Medical University is not as hard to deal with as Imperial University. If back then you hadn’t insisted on going to Imperial University, I could have arranged all the pathways for you clearly."

Zhou Xiong dismissed it with a wave of his hand.

"Then I’ll listen to you."

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly, after all, the two schools were only separated by a wall, and it wouldn’t affect the previous matters.

"It’s settled then; I’ll call right now to transfer your enrollment to Medical University. They’ll let you participate in the medical competition directly, without further assessments or exams."

Zhou Xiong nodded and then sternly warned, "But I must warn you, Medical University is just an ordinary college; it doesn’t have those little Martial Arts or Red Cherry Blossom Association like Imperial University, so you must keep a low profile, got it?"

"Got it, got it. I’ve always been a low-profile person. As long as no one provokes me, I guarantee I won’t cause trouble."

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly, thinking that if he had known, he should have gone straight to that Medical College initially, which would have avoided all this trouble.

Zhou Xiong immediately proceeded to transfer Tang Ming’s enrollment to Medical University, and Tang Ming officially stepped down from a top national university to the Medical University. However, he didn’t mind in the least; it didn’t matter!

In the dormitory of Imperial University, Hua Yingjie, Meng Xianjun, and Shao Wuyou watched in shock as Tang Ming packed his belongings.

"You’re actually transferring next door? Bro, is it necessary to be so determined?"

Shao Wuyou looked incredulously at Tang Ming.

"No choice, after offending the dean and two professors, I can’t stay here, so naturally, I have to move."

Tang Ming sighed helplessly.

"That’s not right! It seems the dean and two professors regard you highly. Once Old Li is discharged, they will definitely focus on nurturing you."

Hua Yingjie quickly advised, "You can’t be this impulsive; Imperial University is much stronger than Medical University."

"Heh, does a degree mean anything to me?"

Tang Ming gave Hua Yingjie a strange look.

"Uh..."

Hua Yingjie was at a loss for words. Given Tang Ming’s status and position, a degree was nothing but a piece of scrap paper; his medical skills didn’t need validation, and his wealth was boundless. Attending school seemed to be just for fun!