Unexpectedly, when Song Baiyang heard this, he felt even more defeated. Only then did he understand the phrase "losing at the starting line." While he didn't even know Huangqi was a Chinese medicinal herb, Xiao Yifei was already reading Chinese medicine books like storybooks.
"Brother Xiao, you'd better stop talking. The more you speak, the more imbalanced my heart feels. Please don't hit me anymore." Song Baiyang looked as if he was clutching his chest in pain.
"You came to me yourself, and now you want me to stop talking. What exactly do you want? If you don't want to talk to me, you might as well leave early." Xiao Yifei countered.
"Come on, I hardly made the effort to find you. Could you share some knowledge with me? The kind that you can't learn in class." Song Baiyang said casually.
