I don't want to be a doctor either.

"It's nothing. You only charge them ten thousand a year. The food, medicines and hospital fees for their elves are all from the gym. That money is not enough. You even have to pay for it, right?" Huang Qiuling said angrily.

"Um, Mr. Huang...how did you know that?" Li Ziyou was shocked.

"And we don't accept all of them. For some families in need, we secretly send the animals back to their homes through the Gem Starfish, right?" Huang Qiuling continued without stopping.

Li Ziyou instantly looked at Lu Tianran, frowned and asked coldly: "Lu girl, are you investigating me?"

"Woo..." Lu Tianran pointed at Huang Qiuling fearfully: "The teacher asked me to..."

Jing Yu was stunned. What was going on? Why did the teacher and Li, who were chatting peacefully, quarrel? And what about his senior sister? How could she find out the information of a museum owner?

Senior sister’s identity is becoming more and more confusing. She is a medical researcher, a trainer, and has special abilities. Maybe she is even a detective?

"Mr. Huang!" Li Ziyou glared at Huang Qiuling angrily.

"My wife ran away!" Huang Qiuling continued to attack.

Hearing this, Li Ziyou suddenly wilted. He looked at Huang Qiuling with pleading eyes, signaling him not to continue talking, and then he did not forget to explain: "My wife left me, not because of money..."

"Alas..." Huang Qiuling sighed and said earnestly: "Little Li, I know you are doing this for the good of those kids. You want talented kids to become trainers, but... this gym is not a profit-making organization, but it is not a charity either! If you continue like this, how long can you last?"

Li Ziyou smiled bitterly and said, "How long can you hold out?"

"Forget it. I didn't want to tell you, but since you're so stubborn, I have no choice but to give you a warning!" Huang Qiuling said in a bad tone, "Why do you think the province allocates 2500 million yuan to your Shuicheng Dojo every year? Is it because you're the head gym owner?"

Li Ziyou was stunned, frowned and said, "Isn't it possible? Another chief curator in Su Province has allocated 3000 million yuan."

"Chen Muyan is the owner of his mother Nanling, the provincial capital! What kind of owner are you? Shuicheng!"

"I don't need to remind you what position Shuicheng holds in Su Province, do I? They allocated 3000 million yuan, so they should allocate that much money. Why should your small Shuicheng allocate so much money?"

"To tell you the truth, the province only allocates 1000 million to you every year, and the remaining 1500 million is all paid by me!"

"Mr. Huang, you..." Li Ziyou opened his mouth wide but couldn't utter a complete sentence. He was too surprised.

"Teacher, you..." Jing Yu was also extremely shocked, but he could continue: "You have greedily taken so much?"

"Pah!" Huang Qiuling gave Jing Yu a slap on the face and said speechlessly, "You little bastard, all that was saved from my research budget. Do you understand? Saving money can't be called greed. How can research be called greed?"

Jing Yu cried out in pain and said with a grin, "Okay, okay, anyway, you will use it for the people in the end, so it can't be called greed..."

"Yes, Mr. Huang is a man of high character. On behalf of the elders and folks of Shuicheng, I would like to thank you for your great kindness. Please accept my greeting!" Li Ziyou said as he was about to kowtow to Huang Qiuling.

"Forget it!" Huang Qiuling waved his hands unhappily, "I am only taking care of you for your master's sake, but Li, you are doing charity, I am not, and my money is not blown by the wind. I have pressure to make 1500 million every year, right?"

Hearing this, Li Ziyou frowned. He understood that Huang Qiuling needed his help with something, but since Huang Qiuling couldn't do it, could he do it himself?

"Mr. Huang, just speak frankly. As long as I can do it, even if it means climbing a mountain of swords..."

"Ah, stop quibbling and be the same as your damn master. I only have one request. If you want to teach Xiaoyu to be a trainer, you must do your best and not slack off in the slightest!"

"Ah?" Jing Yu and Li Ziyu asked in confusion at the same time.

"Alas... I can see that Xiaoyu is not interested in medicine at all. I'm afraid he won't work hard with me in research in the future. Besides, he does have a talent as a trainer, and Charmander's talent is even more extraordinary. I can't force him.

Tomorrow I will bring Xiaoyu to Kyoto to assist me in my research. I will let him come back after the work is done. Then you can let him follow you."

"Teacher..." Jing Yu was very moved. Huang Qiuling really had nothing to say about him. Even if he took another path, he was willing to pave the way for him. This was not just what a master did, but more like something an elder or relative would do.

Jingyu's grandfather died early, and died of illness before he was born, so at this moment, Jingyu found that Huang Qiuling seemed to overlap with his grandfather's portrait, both so kind.

"Teacher, are you my grandfather's long-lost brother?"

"Bang!" Jingyu was hit on the head again.

"Hmm..." Jingyu covered the back of his head which was smoking. If it's not true, then it's not true. Why do you always hit people?

"Um..." Lu Tianran covered his mouth, his face flushed red.

"Are you laughing?" Jing Yu asked speechlessly.

"Not yet, but I feel a little bit." Lu Tianran answered honestly.

"Oh~ this method seems to work, it seems I have to keep trying to commit suicide..." Jing Yu muttered to himself thoughtfully, but he quickly changed his mind and glared at Lu Tianran unhappily: "Aren't you building your happiness on my pain? I didn't expect that you, Senior Sister, are so mean..."

"No...no." Lu Tianran was hit by Jingyu's words and quickly turned his head away, no longer looking at Jingyu.

……

"Mr. Huang, this is not what I am confused about. What I want to say is, I owe you such a great favor, and you just let me teach Jingyu well?" Li Ziyu asked suspiciously.

Huang Qiuling nodded in affirmation.

"Mr. Huang, do you look down on me? I'm telling you the truth. Even if I didn't know about what happened today, I would still do my best to teach Jingyu, because I also admire Jingyu. So you don't have to use this excuse to give me money. I still owe you a huge favor."

"Giving you money? I don't think I look down on you, but you think too highly of yourself. Do you know what I mean by teaching Xiaoyu with all my strength? I want you to teach him to be a king, or at least a master!" Huang Qiuling said with a sneer.

"Ah this..." Huang Qiuling was confused and said weakly: "Mr. Huang, I am just the head of the hall. Even if I risk my life, I dare not guarantee that I can teach Jingyu to become a master or a king..."

"Is there really no way?" Huang Qiuling asked with narrowed eyes.

"Really? You don't even know how much I weigh..." Li Ziyou said with a bitter face.

"Yes, teacher. Master Li is just a chief master. He doesn't have that ability, you know?" Jing Yu started to commit suicide again.

"Shut up!" Huang Qiuling looked at him coldly.

“Just…” Li Ziyou’s mouth twitched.

"Pfft~" The corners of Lu Tianran's mouth relaxed slightly.

"It seems like I have to give you some pointers." Huang Qiuling looked at Li Ziyu meaningfully.

"I would like to hear the details." Li Ziyou said respectfully.

"General Lieyang." Huang Qiuling spoke out the name word by word.

Li Ziyou's face turned pale instantly.