The loud laughter was simply too grating, especially to the bespectacled man brimming with pride at the moment, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
It was him!
Turning his head, the bespectacled man quickly identified the source of the laughter and said with a cold face, "Stinking peasant, I'm treating someone, what the hell are you laughing at?"
"Treating?"
Ye Feng, hearing this, laughed even more joyously, "So you're treating someone, I thought you were committing murder."
Murder?
The crowd was confused, their gazes uncertainly shifting between Ye Feng and the bespectacled man, feeling somewhat at a loss.
"Stinking peasant, what are you saying? You can insult me, but you can't insult my medical skills!"
The bespectacled man totally lost it, pointing his finger at Ye Feng's nose, he said coldly, "I am a student from Tongren Medical University, studying medicine. What right do you, a stinking peasant, have to criticize me?"