Chapter 795: Chapter 874: Is He Right?
Fang Yi nodded.
At this mont, Wang Lin suddenly stomped her foot and anxiously said, “Oh no, Xueying, I just rembered sothing!”
“What’s wrong?”
“I have sothing urgent to do, I just forgot…” Wang Lin said embarrassedly.
“No problem, if it’s urgent, you should go quickly.” Zhao Xueying said.
“Sorry, let’s hang out next ti.”
“Sure!”
Wang Lin quickly picked up her things and left as if in a real hurry.
Standing at the pharmacy entrance, Fang Yi watched Wang Lin leave and said, “Sister Ying, your friend is pregnant.”
Zhao Xueying was taken aback, not understanding what Fang Yi ant.
“What do you an?”
“She’s having a baby.”
“What?!” Zhao Xueying was slightly shocked, “Are you saying she’s pregnant? That’s impossible, if she was pregnant, she would have told , and how did you figure it out?”
Fang Yi smiled, “Sister Ying, you seem to have forgotten that I’m a practitioner of Chinese dicine.”
Zhao Xueying said in amazent, “But even if you’re a Chinese dicine practitioner, can you really tell just by looking?”
To Zhao Xueying, this was truly surprising.
She was sure that Fang Yi and Wang Lin had no physical contact at all earlier, so how could he know she was pregnant?
Fang Yi said, “Chinese dicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse; sotis you can know a person’s health status without physical contact. Feeling the pulse is called ‘cutting,’ and using the eyes to observe is ‘looking’…”
Fang Yi briefly explained so knowledge about this to Zhao Xueying, who understood after listening.
Zhao Xueying marveled, “I didn’t expect there to be so much to it.”
Fang Yi laughed, not telling Zhao Xueying that this was just basic knowledge. If he were to explain in detail, it would take a day and night, and just the dical books he had read were more than a hundred.
Suddenly, Zhao Xueying had a thought, “By the way, which is better, Chinese dicine or Western dicine?”
Fang Yi smiled and was about to tell Zhao Xueying that there’s no distinct better between Chinese dicine and Western dicine, when a voice suddenly sounded.
“Isn’t it obvious? Of course, Chinese dicine is better!”
This was a man’s voice, and it drew the attention of both Fang Yi and Zhao Xueying.
They saw a young man standing at the pharmacy entrance; the young man seed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pleasant appearance, hands clasped behind his waist, chest puffed out, and a face full of arrogance.
The conversation was suddenly interrupted, and Fang Yi naturally felt unhappy, especially with the young man’s arrogant deanor.
Moreover, he insisted that Chinese dicine was superior.
That seed a bit off.
A mature, charming smile appeared on Zhao Xueying’s face as she looked at the young man and asked, “Why is Chinese dicine better?”
The young man seed very confident, and as he spoke about this, his deanor beca sowhat excited.
“My country, Xuan Cang, has a grand history of thousands of years. Chinese dicine originated in the Spring and Autumn Period. Later, one famous figure after another appeared, like Emperor Yan, Hua Tuo, Li Shizhen, and so on. Weren’t they all remarkable figures deserving of respect?”
The young man spoke eloquently, “As for Western dicine, do they have any remarkable figures? Compared to our Chinese dicine, Western dicine doesn’t asure up at all!”
After finishing, the young man felt refreshed, maintaining a masterly posture, but couldn’t help glancing at Zhao Xueying several tis, feeling that this woman was too beautiful, like a fully ripe grape, tender and tempting, hoping for her praise.
However, Zhao Xueying turned her head to Fang Yi and asked, “Xiao Fang, is he right?”
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