Chapter 795: Chapter 874: Is He Right?
At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly stomped her foot and anxiously said, “Oh no, Xueying, I just remembered something!”
“I have something 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 time.”
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 meant.
“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 me, and how did you figure it out?”
Fang Yi smiled, “Sister Ying, you seem to have forgotten that I’m a practitioner of Chinese medicine.”
Zhao Xueying said in amazement, “But even if you’re a Chinese medicine 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 medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse; sometimes 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 some 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 medical books he had read were more than a hundred.
Suddenly, Zhao Xueying had a thought, “By the way, which is better, Chinese medicine or Western medicine?”
Fang Yi smiled and was about to tell Zhao Xueying that there’s no distinct better between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, when a voice suddenly sounded.
“Isn’t it obvious? Of course, Chinese medicine 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 seemed 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 demeanor.
Moreover, he insisted that Chinese medicine was superior.
That seemed 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 medicine better?”
The young man seemed very confident, and as he spoke about this, his demeanor became somewhat excited.
“My country, Xuan Cang, has a grand history of thousands of years. Chinese medicine 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 medicine, do they have any remarkable figures? Compared to our Chinese medicine, Western medicine doesn’t measure up at all!”
After finishing, the young man felt refreshed, maintaining a masterly posture, but couldn’t help glancing at Zhao Xueying several times, 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?”