However, Song Yuhe still repressed his thoughts in fear. He had no choice but to suppress his anger and asked, "Will it be about Traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"
Fangzheng smiled faintly and stared into Song Yuhe's eyes. "Medicine."
"Yes, I know. I'm asking you if you'll be talking about TCM or Western medicine." Song Yuhe repeated his question.
But in the end, he only got the same reply from Fangzheng. "Medicine."
"Master, are you kidding me? Medicine comes in many varieties, but the most common two seen in China are TCM and Western medicine. Everything has a focus. Once the focus is different, the topic discussed will be different, along with the audience," Song Yuhe said impatiently.
However, Fangzheng still answered indifferently, "Medicine."
Song Yuhe nearly blew up as he shouted for the first time with pangs of fury. "Can you answer my question? Don't tell me you plan on explaining everything!"
