Xiao Xianlin couldn't help but laugh. Amidst Yan Shiyun's mix of threats and cajoling, he faxed the Medical Ancient Texts exam paper to the editorial department of the *Chinese Medicine* journal. "By the way, Old Yan," he asked, "when are you planning to publish Zhao Yuan's paper in the magazine?"
He didn't ask *if* they would publish it, because he firmly believed in the quality of Zhao Yuan's paper. 'Such a brilliant article! Yan Shiyun would have to be out of his mind not to publish it!'
Hearing Xiao Xianlin ask about this, Yan Shiyun said with a wry smile, "I had already given the order to make enough space in the next issue for Zhao Yuan's Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine paper. Now, you've sent over his Medical Ancient Texts paper... Are you trying to make me turn the next issue into a special edition all about Zhao Yuan?"
