"Alright, let's proceed as you suggested, Dean." Du Heng nodded and remained silent for a moment, as did the others.
Suddenly, Du Heng frowned. After thinking for a moment, he took out his phone.
"Hello, Elder Martial Uncle, this is Du Heng... I'm currently in the Capital. I heard from a senior that our department has applied to the Department with the stroke research project? ...Alright, thank you, Elder Martial Uncle. I'll contact Director Tang right away."
After hanging up, Du Heng said to Director Zheng, "People from the Department have come. I'll give you a phone number later. Contact them and see if there's anything we can help with."
Director Zheng quickly nodded and agreed.
Just then, Du Heng's mobile phone beeped.
Du Heng looked down; Zhuo Mingde had already sent the phone number.
"I'll forward you the number now. It's for a Director Tang, from the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration."
"Alright, Dean, leave it to me. You can rest assured."
