As he spoke these words, the chief's tone was laden with ingratiating intent.
After all, capable people are often encountered, but a god-like doctor like Zhao Tiezhu comes but once in hundreds of years.
Just then, the chief remembered something and rubbed his hands together, smiling as he said, "Oh, Divine Doctor Zhao, I almost forgot one thing, about Zhang Yu damaging your house."
"I've already applied for a grant from the higher-ups."
At this point, the chief's face revealed a smile that suggested everyone in the know, knew.
"You can rest assured about the grant, it will only be more, not less!"
Zhao Tiezhu simply nodded indifferently after hearing this, without saying much.
Now that Zhang Yu had been arrested, all he had to do was wait a while, and this matter could be considered completely over.
However, for some reason, Zhao Tiezhu wasn't too happy, he just sat on the sofa, silent and uncommunicative.
A great doubt loomed in his mind.