So, at noon, Chi Xingye went to the pharmacy again.
As Chi Xingye picked up a box of contraceptive pills at the medicine racks and proceeded to the cashier, the young pharmacist attending to her saw the medication and said, "Miss, please show me your ID."
"ID?" Chi Xingye was stunned, "What ID?"
The young pharmacist, apparently lacking patience, replied coldly and impatiently: "Your Identity Card!"
"Now I need to show my ID just to buy medicine?!" Chi Xingye asked in surprise.
Previously, when she bought medicines, she was not asked to show any ID…
As for other medicines, no need," the young pharmacist said unemotionally, his face stiff. He then glanced at the people queued up behind her and urged coldly: "If you didn't bring your ID, you can't buy contraceptive pills! Don't block the way, others need to pay too!"
"Wait, I have it." Chi Xingye hurriedly took off her backpack, opened it, and started looking for her ID.
