"Ye Feng, I'm sorry, I wrongly accused you just now, and I apologize to you!"
After hesitating for a long time, Zeng Qipei finally chose to bow and apologize to Ye Feng.
But as he uttered the apology, a surge of anger flared in his eyes, and his face stung as though scorched by fire.
Having practiced medicine for so many years and occupying high positions, others always sought him out, bowing to him, he had never lowered his head to anyone else, let alone such a young lad.
"Remember in the future, if you lack experience, don't assume what others do is wrong!"
Ye Feng said indifferently and then carried the medicine bag toward the clay pot to start brewing the medicine.
Zeng Qipei's gaze bore into Ye Feng's retreating figure, wishing he could pounce like a ferocious tiger and tear the boy who insulted his knowledge to shreds.
"The waves behind drive on those ahead, it seems I really can't refuse to grow old…"
