With Huo Yunque's approval, Song Yaoyao began to speak.
"80%, at most," she said softly as she scratched her head without much confidence. "My Master passed away before I graduated, so I didn't get the chance to—"
Master?
Everyone heard this and they each had their own thoughts, but no one questioned her.
She couldn't call him Grandfather, but she could call him her Master, right?
She had treated many patients with her grandfather, and her grandfather had said that she was naturally talented. Unfortunately, he left the world before she managed to graduate.
Song Yaoyao was a little depressed. She lowered her head and kicked the ground.
"80%?"
Elder Shen laughed loudly. "Brat, you are so modest. Do you know what the doctors I've seen in the past have said?"
Song Yaoyao was curious, "What?"
"They told me not to have too much hope! And to fulfill any last wishes I had!"
