Zhou Jinfei looked at his diagnosis record and then at his prescription.

"I think Dr. Yun is too arbitrary."

Zhou Jinfei wasn't persuaded by Yun Heng's words: "As the saying goes, all roads lead to Kyoto. The greatest feature of Chinese medicine is that it doesn't stick to formalities. The warming and nourishing approach is not unworkable."

"That's true, but it depends on the individual. The patient's condition is not suitable for tonics."

Yun Heng felt a little helpless.

Genius has its advantages, but also its disadvantages. The more talented a person is, the more persistent and stubborn they tend to be in their own judgments. They always think that they are right, and others are not necessarily right.

If Yun Heng was Ji Fengwen or Qu Tongwen, Zhou Jinfei might still listen to a few words, but Yun Heng was younger than Zhou Jinfei, and even though he was quite famous, Zhou Jinfei would not easily recognize Yun Heng.

Traditional Chinese medicine is not bound by form. Sometimes a disease can be treated in multiple ways, whether it is the Warming and Tonic School or the Fire God School, each has its own way. This is also a point that some people attack traditional Chinese medicine. However, in fact, different methods can indeed cure the same disease.

But this patient...

"Doctor Yun, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that we may have different ideas."

Zhou Jinfei said politely.

“It’s not about the idea.”

Yun Heng saw that Zhou Jinfei was quite stubborn and felt a little helpless for a moment. After thinking for a while, he took a pen and paper and wrote a prescription: "If Doctor Zhou doesn't believe me, try it first. If the patient's heart pain worsens, you can try my prescription instead. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, Yun Heng threw down the prescription and left Zhou's Clinic with Mi Shilin.