You can insult me, curse at me, or even question my prescriptions. As long as you provide a reasonable explanation, I can accept it. But what about Bai Shengkai? He relies on his reputation and doesn't directly criticize Jia Simiao's prescription, but in his tone he believes that Jia Simiao's prescription is inferior to his own.

Bai Shengkai's prescription is too conservative and uses the kind of medicine that may not kill people but could possibly cure them. Whereas Jia Simiao flexibly applies the patient's symptoms and integrates traditional Chinese medicine with the five elements theory. Although it cannot be guaranteed to cure all diseases, it is definitely stronger than Bai Shengkai's conservative approach by a hundred times.

Jia Simiao looked at Bai Shengkai and asked with a smile: "Expert Bai, are you sure that my prescription will cause problems?"

Bai Shengkai shouted loudly: "I didn't say that! However, I do want to ask if your prescription has been used before? Is there any record of it in relevant books on traditional Chinese medicine?"

Jia Simiao was too lazy to talk to Bai Shengkai anymore. He turned around and looked at these students below the stage with emotion in his heart and asked: "I want to ask everyone a question. You have all taken exams before where there was an open-ended question relying on imagination for its answer. Why is this so? Because we need breakthroughs; we need innovation! If we only rely on knowledge from textbooks without thinking outside of the box then how can we promote TCM?"

The blood boiled within these students' hearts as they remained silent for several seconds before shouting together: "Yes! We must promote TCM!"

Bai Shengkai felt somewhat ashamed as he said: "What do you mean by this? Are you questioning my prescription? Are you questioning our Wu TCM school? I have made contributions to the promotion of TCM. What about you? What have you done?"

What have I done? This sentence was like a knife that pierced Jia Simiao's heart. He had great ambitions to revitalize China's traditional medicine industry, but what happened later on? After being defeated by Wen Ren Laofoye, he lost all his momentum and didn't even dare return home to Lingnan; instead fleeing abroad.

Otherwise, how could he become a trader at Wuzhou International Trading Company and cause the death of Ye Lanqiu's father Ye Heluo? That was only what he knew about; there were definitely more people who died because of him. How many families did he destroy?

Jia Simiao took a deep breath and suddenly raised his arm, shouting loudly: "I, Jia Simiao, swear here that in my lifetime I will revitalize China's traditional medicine industry! Remember my name - Jia Simiao! With your help and mine as well as everyone else’s efforts combined together we can do it!

Their emotions were all infected. They major in traditional Chinese medicine and couldn't even lift their heads up at Yanjing Medical University, making those who major in Western medicine look down on them. When asked by their families, they feel ashamed. Is there still hope for traditional Chinese medicine? When they heard Jia Simiao's words, they were truly excited and shouted: "Yes, we can do it!"

After so many public lectures, Bai Shengkai always received both fame and fortune. But this time he felt like a supporting character while the main character was this Jia Simiao before him.

The more intense the atmosphere became on site, the more annoyed he got and scolded: "Which department are you from? Which class are you in? I'll ask your department head later..."

Jia Simiao calmly said: "I'm not a student. I'm just an ordinary TCM doctor." He then apologized for disturbing his lecture and left with Tang Ziyu.

Tang Ziyu had never been so excited before; she wanted to hesitate but her female classmates pushed her forward. How could anyone miss such a handsome man with such charm? If she missed this opportunity now, she might regret it forever.

The scene fell silent again as everyone's eyes once again fell upon Tang Ziyu filled with envy and jealousy - why wasn't it them that Jia Simiao called out?

Bai Shengkai was furious; he slammed his desk twice and yelled: "This is a public lecture! Everyone calm down!"

It took quite some time for the atmosphere to settle down but no one paid attention to Bai Shengkai anymore - who cares about him anyway? Even the sick female student spoke up saying: "Dr. Bai, I think Jia Simiao is right...I trust him."

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This was more stimulating than stabbing Bai Shengkai twice, stripping him naked and sending him to the Banana Boat Club. He felt his anger boiling up, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood. Jia Simiao? He muttered those words under his breath, wishing he could bite them into pieces, chew them up and spit them out while stomping on them.

"I will make him regret it!"

...

Jia Simiao and Tang Ziyu walked hand in hand until they reached the stairs. Only then did Tang Ziyu withdraw her hand and whispered, 'Jia Ge, I...I need to tell you something.' Jia Simiao was in a good mood after the public lecture. It had strongly impacted his mindset and he was filled with thoughts of revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine. Additionally, he sold both baskets of flowers for ten yuan each, earning several hundred yuan.

Jia Simiao smiled and said, 'Zi Yu, just say it. We're not strangers.'

Tang Ziyu lowered her head and whispered softly, 'I think we haven't reached that point yet. In the classroom earlier today, I promised you that I would treat you as a friend and didn't want to make things awkward for you publicly...you understand?'

Jia Simiao was confused by this statement. He looked at Tang Ziyu and asked,'What do you mean? Why am I so clueless?'

'Are you pretending not to know?' she retorted angrily. She couldn't possibly be the one to clarify such matters herself.

She glared at him before shouting loudly,'It doesn't matter what you think; it's impossible for us two to be together!'

With that said she strode off downstairs leaving Jia Simiao behind feeling bewildered.

He quickly caught up with her asking,'Tang Ziyu can you explain why are angry with me?'

Tang Ziyu replied irritably,'Do I have to spell it out? You were sending me roses while I was attending class! And even told everyone how much you liked me!'

'I like-liked-you?' Jia Simiao racked his brain but couldn't recall saying anything like that.

Men always care about their image right? Tang Ziyu understood this well enough now - having rejected him earlier, she had made him feel embarrassed. So, she pretended to forget what he said.

As they walked out together, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Jia Simiao couldn't understand why Tang Ziyu suddenly said such things. Was it possible that she liked him and was using this as an excuse?

Her hair was tied up and swayed gently with each step. Her hands were in her jeans pockets while carrying a backpack on her back - exuding youthful energy from head to toe. She too was a good girl who had fallen for someone like himself; it wasn't unusual.

However, it's better to be honest. If it weren't for Jiang Li, how could I have fallen into this situation? Women are devils, women are troublemakers," Jia Simiao muttered silently as he pulled out a cigarette and tried to keep his mind calm.

Finally returning to the store, Tang Ziyu was shocked and exclaimed: "Xixi, is this your store?" Zhang Xixi replied with a giggle while busy working: "Yes, it's my and Brother Jia's store. I'm the boss lady and Brother Jia is the boss."

Tang Ziyu asked in surprise: "You two don't have any money. How did you manage to get this store? Xixi, you're not selling yourself... that's unlikely too. Even if you wanted to sell yourself, no one would want you."

Zhang Xixi glared at Tang Ziyu and said proudly: "Sour grapes! You're jealous of me now aren't you? Don't worry about how we got the store because it's not ours anymore."

"I can hardly imagine that just recently Zhang Xixi was still selling things on street stalls but today she has become a boss lady," Tang Ziyu sighed.

"That goes without saying. By the time you graduate from school, Brother Jia and I will already own a group company with over 100 employees," Zhang Xixi said confidently.

Now full of entrepreneurial spirit, Zhang Xixi asked loudly: "Brother Jia, didn't you go out with two baskets of flowers? Did they sell?"

"What do you think?" Jia Simiao replied.

"Seeing that your hands are empty when coming back makes me wonder... did they really sell?"

Snap! Jia Simiao slammed down a stack of cash on the counter laughing as he said: "Count them up and see how much I sold."

Seeing the money, Zhang Xixi was overjoyed. After counting it up, she found out that they had made over 600 yuan. She couldn't understand how they could sell so many flowers for so much money.

Jia Simiao laughed and said: "It's not a big deal. Each flower costs ten yuan. Ziyu knows that I took a break.