The young man was waiting for Zhao Xueying to praise him or to give him an admiring look. He was full of confidence, but Zhao Xueying turned her head to ask Fang Yi instead, which was a blow to the young man.
However, although the young man was angry, he could only keep it in his heart and not show it.
The young man glanced at Fang Yi, scrutinizing him carefully but finding nothing unusual. His attire was quite ordinary, and the young man couldn’t understand how this seemingly average and plain guy could be with such a noble, mature, and beautiful woman.
He couldn’t figure it out.
Fang Yi wasn’t planning on telling him.
"Right and not right," Fang Yi said, giving an answer to Zhao Xueying.
"What do you an?" Zhao Xueying asked.
"The origin of Chinese dicine is not from the Spring and Autumn Period but originates from the Primitive Tis. From the mont humans existed, so did Chinese dicine; many people just don’t know it."
Fang Yi said, "As for the idea that Chinese dicine is better than Western dicine, this perspective is too shortsighted. Arrogance of this sort has existed since ancient tis. Chinese dicine exists for a reason; Western dicine certainly exists for a reason too. Moreover, Western dicine is now widely implented, so it must have its strengths. Therefore, we cannot hastily assu Chinese dicine is superior to Western dicine."
Fang Yi spoke a lot at once; this was his own viewpoint.
Even though Fang Yi considered himself well-versed in Chinese dicine, having learned from the old man since childhood, he wouldn’t blindly claim that Chinese dicine is better than Western dicine.
If Chinese dicine truly were better than Western dicine, why is Chinese dicine now declining, and why do many people even harbor dislike and aversion towards it?
The mature charm on Zhao Xueying’s face showed surprise. She stared blankly at Fang Yi and couldn’t help but say, "Xiao Fang, you know so much."
Fang Yi shook his head and said, "It’s not that I know a lot, but these facts are everywhere; anyone could think of them by using their brain."
Once he said this, the expression of the young man standing at the door instantly darkened. His face looked very displeased.
Because what Fang Yi said was essentially accusing him of not using his brain.
The views the young man had just so confidently shared ant nothing to Fang Yi.
The young man, being youthful and hot-headed, was naturally instantly ignited with rage. He glared at Fang Yi and said, "Are you insulting ?"
Fang Yi glanced at him sideways and then shook his head.
"What’s with your attitude? So arrogant and conceited, are you mute and unable to speak?" the young man shouted angrily.
Fang Yi found it laughable. Could even this be criticized?
Fang Yi slightly squinted his eyes, looking at the young man whose face was full of anger, and said, "Do I have any deep-seated hatred with you? Is it appropriate for you to speak to like this?"
The young man sneered, "You don’t speak, so I took you for a mute; what’s inappropriate about that?"
Fang Yi said, "So, it’s my fault?"
The young man said, "You asked for it... Fine, you’re not welco here, please get lost!"
Fang Yi didn’t leave. Instead, he lifted his eyes to look at the plaque hanging above the pharmacy’s entrance.
"Mingren Hall?" Fang Yi’s tone carried a hint of mockery: "What a load of crap!"
With that, Fang Yi turned around and left.
Zhao Xueying saw Fang Yi turning to leave, so she hurriedly followed since she had co with Fang Yi.
Moreover, Zhao Xueying also felt that the young man’s attitude was too vile.
It seed like Fang Yi and Zhao Xueying were about to leave.
At that mont, the young man shouted loudly, "Stop right there!"
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