Xu Ningxing was almost angered into laughter by Ying Hengxiang.
He had never heard such outrageous words in his life, what did they mean by pricing? Compensation?
Could the effort and time needed to cultivate a mature May Flower be compensated just because he wanted to?
"I don't want your compensation," Xu Ningxing pointed at the broken flower pots, "Just replace the ones you broke, if you can't, be prepared to leave the medical field."
He was completely carried away by his anger, which is why he made such a harsh remark.
Ying Hengxiang didn't expect Xu Ningxing to be so persistent, his brows furrowed deeply, just as he was about to speak to defend himself, Rong Zhi gently reminded him:
"Think thrice before you act, make sure you understand before responding."
The words Ying Hengxiang was about to say were swallowed back, his face scrunched up, he glanced at Rong Zhi, then looked at Xu Ningxing who was squatting down, disregarding the dirt while collecting the herbs.
