"Why do you speak in such a harsh manner? Can't an acupuncture doctor be an entrepreneur? Can't an acupuncture doctor run a company?" Lin Fengchun erupted, hearing Zhao Dinghang and others mock Song Xiaodong, slapping the table as he stood up and spoke to the three of them.
"Listen to yourself, is that something a doctor should say? A doctor is supposed to hang up their shingle to treat people and save lives, not think solely about making money. How are you any different from those money-swindling, unscrupulous doctors?" Zhao Dinghang also got agitated and stood up, pointing at Lin Fengchun's nose and shouting.
"Is there a conflict between treating people and making money? Do you treat people without charging them?" Lin Fengchun raised his voice, confronting Zhao Dinghang head-on.
