Just as Zhao Ruolan was about to ask Zhang Xiaowei to leave, he beat her to it.
"Oh, you're quite bold. If you're so capable, why don't you develop a medicine to cure that bald head of yours?"
The moment Zhang Xiaowei made this remark, Kong Xiangdong's two students widened their eyes in fright.
They knew that what Kong Xiangdong detested most was having his baldness made fun of.
Zhang Xiaowei was undoubtedly heading into the line of fire.
"Every craft requires specialization; I'm not omnipotent."
But the truth was undeniable. Kong Xiangdong's face turned red, and he could not come up with a rebuttal after a long struggle.
"Since you're not omnipotent, how can you guarantee that you can surely solve this problem for Ruolan?"
Zhang Xiaowei's question hit the nail on the head and left Kong Xiangdong speechless once again.
After a while, Kong Xiangdong finally burst out angrily, "I have experience; I can find the crux of the problem."
