"That's right, don't disturb him."
Old Li nodded in agreement.
Tang Ming glanced at Tan Yongsheng, took out his needle bag, and placed it on the table: "Little friend, big brother will treat your illness now and guarantee that you won't suffer from pain anymore."
"Great, great, thank you so much, big brother."
The little boy nodded repeatedly and then obediently lay down.
"Tang Ming, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Seeing Tang Ming playing by his own rules, Tan Yongsheng immediately stepped forward to stop him.
"I'm going to treat him, you get out."
As Tan Yongsheng lunged towards him, Tang Ming countered with a push, directly shoving him out the door.
"Hissing sounds of indrawn breath."
The sound of gasping filled the air. Tang Ming actually dared to lay hands on the dean; it seemed he didn't want to remain at the school.
"This bastard..."
