Chapter 1130
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Fu Cheng choked when he heard the question. He thought to himself, 'Master asked me to look for you.'
Fu Cheng naturally wouldn't say it out loud. He coughed and said guiltily, "He can't do anything about it either."
"Since even your master can't do anything about it, then there's really no way. Don't give yourself more pressure. No matter if it's Chinese or Western medicine, no one can guarantee that nothing will go wrong after taking it," Old Wang comforted him.
As a doctor, Old Wang was used to situations like this.
Fu Cheng didn't want Old Wang to comfort him. Usually, if he heard something like this, he would tactfully stop asking. However, Old Master Song's situation was different.
Fu Cheng took two steps forward and handed over the medical record in his hand. He said shamelessly, "This patient is my friend's father. Why don't you take a look at the data, Old Wang?"
Old Wang nodded. "Alright, I'll take a look."
He took the medical record.
Fu Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.
Old Wang only took two to three minutes to finish reading the medical record. He looked up at Fu Cheng and asked, "What medicine did you give the patient?"
"It's a prescription to strengthen the immune system." Fu Cheng paused for a moment and said the names of a few medicinal herbs.
Old Wang stroked his beard and said, "The medicine you concocted has a strong effect. It's only a matter of time before there's a problem if you use it on an old man in his seventies."
Fu Cheng didn't expect Old Wang to be able to point out the crux of the problem. He paused for a moment and quickly said, "Is there any way to save him?"
Old Wang shook his head. "I've looked at the data. I'm afraid it's a little difficult. Even the right S-grade medicine won't have much effect. The patient has already undergone a bone marrow transplant. If he's allergic to the medicine during the bone marrow reconstruction period, the damage will be great."
Fu Cheng's expression darkened.
Old Wang looked at Fu Cheng and shook his head slightly. Fu Cheng was capable, but he was too eager for quick success and didn't know his limits when it came to medication.
"I'm sorry I can't do anything about your patient's illness. It's getting late and I have to catch a flight." Old Wang looked at the time again.
Fu Cheng smiled bitterly. "Is there really no way to save him? The main thing is that this person is Old Master Song. I'm afraid that it will have a negative impact on the association. "
When Elder Wang heard this, the expression on his face was no longer as amiable and approachable as before. Instead, it became a little more severe. "You knew that this would happen, but you still gave the medicine to the patient. This can only mean that it's your own problem."
When Fu Cheng heard Elder Wang's slightly cold voice, he subconsciously shrank back. He raised his head and looked at Elder Wang. There was a sharpness in his eyes that seemed to know everything. That sharpness was even more penetrating than his master's.
Fu Cheng quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him again.
He had forgotten one thing. After all, Old Wang was the president of the association. How could a person who could sit in such a position be that simple?
All appearances of kindness are based on the assumption that people are not at fault.
Trying to use the association's reputation to bully the president was undoubtedly digging a hole for himself.
"I'm sorry, Guild Leader. I made a mistake this time," Fu Cheng apologized in a low voice, his attitude sincere.
Elder Wang shook his head in disappointment once again. "Be more careful."
Fu Cheng lowered his head even more.
Elder Wang didn't really want to care about Fu Cheng's trivial matter, but he also didn't want his trivial matter to affect the association's reputation. Hence, he flipped through the medical records in his hands again.
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