Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 742 - 721: Aren't You My Girlfriend?

There are still quite a few places selling flowers in Fenghai District. Ren Feng saw a few before and was about to go over when he passed by Jiuzhitang again.

Ren Feng hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to go in and see Mr. Yu, Yu Guanyi, but recalling how last time Mr. Yu chased him out with a broom, a shadow of doubt loomed over him.

Will I get chased out again?

Ren Feng thought for a bit. Hmm, probably not. This time I'm just here to see Mr. Yu, not Qingquan. Why would he chase me, right?

That wouldn't make sense.

The more Ren Feng thought about it, the more confident he felt. You see, everyone should act according to reason. If there's no reason, why would he hit me? Why should he hit me?

So, Ren Feng confidently walked into the door of Jiuzhitang and saw Yu Guanyi chatting with several other old traditional Chinese medicine doctors. They seemed to be having a heated debate in front of the TV.

Ren Feng forced a smile and then shouted, "Mr. Yu."

Yu Guanyi turned his head, saw Ren Feng standing there, and immediately got up.

Seeing this, Ren Feng felt even more sure that he was right earlier. That's it, Mr. Yu is a reasonable man, and here he comes to welcome me.

Just thinking about it, he saw Yu Guanyi pick up a broom from the side and swung it at him: "I'll hit you, you little brat. Still dare to come and woo my granddaughter? Last time I let you get away, and you dare to come again?"

"Hey, hey, hey, take it easy, old sir. I'm not here to woo your granddaughter."

Ren Feng quickly dodged, and the other doctors rushed over to mediate, stopping Yu Guanyi.

"Yu, you're not young anymore, what's this about?" a doctor advised.

"This has nothing to do with age. This little rascal dares to flirt with my granddaughter. I must wallop him! Hey, hey, hey, Chen, where are you taking my broom? Come back, put it back. If you don't put it back, what will I use to hit him?"

Watching Yu Guanyi shouting, Ren Feng was speechless: "Mr. Yu, I'm just here to see you, nothing else."

"See me? Is my face better looking than my granddaughter's? What's there to see?" Yu Guanyi huffed and puffed angrily, "You're fooling me, you came for my granddaughter."

"I honestly came to see you," Ren Feng said.

"You're still fooling me, coming to see me with nothing? Not even bringing some tea leaves? Coming empty-handed, are you?"

Ren Feng's mouth twitched as he realized his error and quickly said: "Calm down, I'm here for traditional medicine."

"Traditional medicine?" Yu Guanyi finally calmed down, "Fine, let me go."

The doctors released Yu Guanyi, and he turned to Ren Feng: "Come and sit down."

Ren Feng went over to sit, and the other doctors gathered around the TV again.

"Have you heard about the anti-Huaxia protests in South Korea?" Yu Guanyi asked Ren Feng.

"Yes." Ren Feng nodded, "This incident blew up quite a bit."

"And not only that, those Koreans are claiming that our traditional Chinese medicine is theirs." Yu Guanyi became agitated again, his beard twitching: "I've been studying traditional Chinese medicine since I was eight, and I've never heard of anything more ridiculous."

"Please calm down." Ren Feng said from the side.

"I can't calm down." Yu Guanyi said angrily, "The national treasure of Huaxia, how did it become theirs? And those people, they've even set up a challenge."

"Challenge?" Ren Feng was puzzled.

"Look at the news yourself, it just said that South Korea is hosting a traditional Chinese medicine competition, inviting Huaxia's doctors over, intending to use the outcome to resolve the ownership of traditional Chinese medicine."

Ren Feng furrowed his eyebrows.

The other old doctors also spoke up: "Yes, South Korea is making a big fuss this time. This approach is really disgusting, regardless of whether we compete or not, traditional Chinese medicine is ours."

"But if we don't compete, the Koreans will seize the opportunity to say we don't dare, and they can exaggerate the claim that traditional Chinese medicine originated from them."

Another old doctor said: "In Korea, it should be called Korean medicine. I've actually researched some of their medicine and found that their techniques aren't much inferior to ours. Some of our ancestors' practices have even been carried forward by them."

"Yes, there were reports that Korean doctors came to Huaxia to exchange knowledge. Their skills were impressive, even a few Korean doctor figures of authority appeared, and the news said they will also participate in the competition."

Ren Feng furrowed his eyebrows more, realizing the situation was indeed escalating.

Several of the old doctors became more worried as they spoke, and Yu Guanyi slightly frowned as well: "If no one from Huaxia goes to the competition, then I'll go. Regardless, this competition has to happen, we must deflate the arrogance of Korean medicine."

As they were getting heated in the discussion, a crisp voice rang out: "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Ren Feng turned around to see Yu Qingquan coming in with something in her hands.

Ren Feng was about to stand up when Yu Guanyi pressed down on his shoulder: "Stay put, keep away from my granddaughter."

This made Ren Feng both laugh and cry; he's really being guarded against as if he were a thief.

Yu Qingquan looked at Ren Feng, saw him smile at her, and her face blushed slightly.

"Grandpa, this is the new tea leaves and potted plant I brought for you," Yu Qingquan said.

"Ah, good, good girl, put them inside, and remember to stay away from that fellow, he's no good,"

Yu Qingquan responded and went inside. Ren Feng glanced over, only to hear Yu Guanyi say calmly: "What are you looking at? No matter how much you look, she won't be yours."