Chapter 431
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Song Ching-wan asked them to put the medicine on the table, but the person who brought the medicine in didn't dare to touch it.
Instead, he looked up at Houston, who was standing in front of him with a cold face.
Houston didn't say a word from beginning to end. He was wearing a long and cold white coat.
He walked over to Song Ching-wan's bed with his long legs.
Behind his fine blond hair, his cold blue eyes were looking down at her. His delicate face was pale and indifferent.
Song Ching-wan couldn't help but feel a little flustered under his gaze.
Song Ching-wan had been sick for more than two years. She took medicine almost every day, especially in the hospital these days. If she wasn't on an IV drip, she was swallowing a lot of medicine. She was about to throw up!
As a result, whenever she saw the medicine, she would feel nauseous. She just wanted to delay it for as long as possible.
Just yesterday, a nurse had asked her to take medicine quickly, but she had been impatiently and violently rebuked.
After all, anyone who stayed in the hospital for a few days wouldn't be in a good mood. It was good enough that she wasn't depressed!
She finally understood how Li Li felt when she ate vegetables.
It was simply too unbearable.
After that, Song Ching-wan naturally didn't take the medicine. Instead, she secretly disposed of it.
But now, Song Ching-wan didn't fight back as impatiently as before. She didn't know if it was because he felt guilty or because Houston was different from other doctors.
Instead, she touched her nose resentfully and swallowed her anger in a good-tempered manner.
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll take it. I'll take it now, okay?"
As she spoke, she took the half pill that the team member handed to her.
Then, he reached out and took the cup of water that Lu Qidong handed to him. Although it was only half a pill, it was still quite big and swallowed it in one gulp.
Halfway through, the medicine got stuck in her throat. Song Ching-wan's face instantly scrunched up.
"Cough, cough, cough … What medicine is this? Where did it come from? Why is it so bitter?"
Song Ching-wan's face turned green as if she had drunk several large cups of concentrated bitter gourd juice!
Even though Song Ching-wan had taken so many medicines before, she had to admit that this was the most bitter medicine she had ever taken.
Was the person who developed this medicine trying to take revenge on society? Did they want to suffer to death?
Lu Qidong probably saw through her thoughts.
Actually, there was no need to look too closely.
Song Qingwan's expression of disgust and disgust, wanting to vomit but unable to do so, had already explained everything.
Lu Qidong coughed softly and raised his head to look at the indifferent Hughes.
Hughes didn't say much. He lowered his eyes and stared at her beautiful face that was furiously drinking water. She couldn't help but frown because of the bitterness. He directly opened his mouth and stated the facts.
"I'm the one who researched this medicine."
"You researched it?"
Song Ching-wan's cold eyes widened in an instant. She looked at Hughes in disbelief.
Song Ching-wan had been waiting for death in the ward, so there were not many sources of information.
When she saw Hughes appear here, she thought that Lu Qidong had found him based on the photos.
Song Ching-wan saw that he was wearing a white coat and guessed that he must be a doctor now.
Now that she saw his people bring in the medicine, she guessed that Hughes was probably an expert in stomach cancer.
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