Originally, I thought that he could finally cure the disease, but I didn't expect to have complications.

Song Qi and Song Qi stood outside the glass window, looking at the old man lying in the sterile warehouse, their faces were not very good-looking.

"Brother, don't worry too much. The doctor said that the complications are not too serious. Within the controllable range, as long as you spend the 15 days and wait for the new bone marrow to grow, it will be OK." Song Qi patted Song Qi on the shoulder and comforted him.

Song Zhi's eyes are green and black. Every day, he not only has to worry about his father's failure, but also has to deal with the covetous eyes of his family's cousins. His mental strength has been exhausted to a certain extent.

Pinching his eyebrows, Song Qi turned his back, leaning against the glass window, and no longer went to see a doctor in the room, "hope."

Song Qi looked at him and then said, "otherwise, I'll find Mr. Fu to show him."

"I've already called him and will come to the hospital today." Speaking of Mr. Fu, Song Qi's eyes lit up with hope.

Before the operation, the old man took his medicine, and his physical condition was indeed well adjusted. I just hope that the postoperative complications can also be recuperated.

Song Qi nodded, the heavy face also followed a lot of scattered, "that's good."

"Well."

Not too long, Fu Cheng came to the hospital.

Song Zhi went to the gate of the hospital to meet him in person. His expression was especially respectful and polite. As he walked, he talked about the current situation with him.

After waiting for the ward outside, Song Qi took out the old man's test sheet again.

Fu Cheng just glanced lightly, raised his hand and interrupted the thing he handed over. "It's OK. Don't show it to me. It's not very useful."

Song Zhi see this, busy and put the test sheet into the medical record book, "OK, you want to pulse it, so please go with me to change into sterile clothes."

Fu Cheng said, his face was not salty, followed Song Qi to change into sterile clothes and then entered the ward.

After passing the pulse, Fu Cheng's eyebrows twisted, but he soon expanded again. He didn't stay in the sterile ward any more. When he came out, he looked at Song Qi and didn't say a word about his physical condition. He just said, "I'll contact you when I go back to refine the medicine."

Song Qi was well aware of Fu Cheng's cold temper. When he said this, he was relieved. He didn't ask: "OK, I'll wait for your news."

Fu Cheng nodded, but he didn't let Song Zhi send him off, so he went downstairs.

Waiting for Song Qi to see this, she couldn't help but sob: "the people of the Pharmacist Association are really high-powered, saying a word more seems to be a waste of saliva."

Looking at the direction Fu Cheng had left, Song Zhi took back his sight and said, "this is the man with ability."

Those who don't have the ability are doomed to kowtow.

**

after leaving the hospital, Fu Cheng went directly back to the Pharmacist Association, and then went to the library of the association.

After looking through the books in the library, I selected several prescriptions and recorded them. Then I left.

Fu Cheng didn't know much about master song's physical condition. Thinking about it, he went to his master.

His master is the vice president of the association.

After listening to Fu Cheng's words, the vice president also took several prescriptions he had recorded on his fingertips, glanced at them, and then said faintly: "most of the complications after bone marrow transplantation are caused by low immunity during bone marrow reconstruction. You can use these prescriptions, and there will be no problem."

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