Fu Cheng released the handle of the medicine roller and lost his temper for only a second. His voice returned to Song Qi on the other side of the phone as usual: "come to the hospital later.".

Hang up the phone, Fu Cheng eye color is very deep.

The first time he gave the medicine to the master of the Song family, he was worried that he would have a bad reaction. Fortunately, after taking the medicine for a period of time, the problem he was worried about did not happen.

So a few days ago, when Song Zhi asked him to take the medicine, he gave him another one directly.

Who ever thought Fu Chengjing stood for a few minutes, then put the herbs on the table into the box, and soon left the refining pharmacy.

Half an hour later, he came to the hospital.

At this time, the visiting time had passed, so Fu Cheng did not see the old man song, but looked outside the ward through the glass window.

Song Zhi stood by his side and looked at him quietly to see if he was angry.

Fu Cheng didn't pay much attention to Song Qi's eyes. After a pause, he turned to Song Qi and said, "old song's situation is special. Give me all the checklists. I'll go back and ask my master."

Seeing that Fu Cheng didn't have a grudge, Song Qi felt a little relieved and took out the old man's medical record book from his bag and handed it to him directly: "thank you very much, Mr. Fu. All the data of my father's examination and chemotherapy are in this medical record book. If you need any examination data, please tell me."

Fu Cheng raised his hand to stop Song Qi's polite thanks. His face was flat as usual. He knew: "the old man's body is in recovery period. He will have drug reaction and shock. I didn't expect that, but I will try to think about whether there are other ways to help him survive this disaster."

Song Qi said the most since he knew Fu Cheng. After listening, he quickly nodded his head and said, "I understand. Thank you so much for your help."

Fu Cheng said, "so, I'll go first. Mr. Song doesn't have to send him."

When Song Zhi saw this, he couldn't say anything more.

At this time, although the melancholy look on his face had not dissipated, but just Fu Cheng's attitude strangely comforted him.

As long as Mr. Fu is there, there will be no problem with the old man's body.

Song Zhi always believed in this.

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after Fu Cheng went back, he went directly to his master.

He showed him the medical record book of master song, and simply told the current situation again.

The vice president just flipped through the disease calendar at random. After listening to Fu Cheng's words, he stopped. He turned his head and looked at Fu Cheng. He said faintly, "the medicine is too fierce. There is no way."

"Master, can't you help it?" Fu Cheng's voice is dignified.

His master's medical skills are second only to Mr. Wang in the Chinese Medicine Association. If he says that he can't help it, his hope is very slim.

But he promised Song Qi that he would cure people Fu Cheng had a headache. He thought about it for a while, and then he said, "otherwise, master, would you like to go to the hospital and help the apprentice see it?"

The vice president frowned, but said, "Fu Cheng, I'd like to remind you that this year's assessment is coming soon. Don't waste your time on such things that you shouldn't be in charge of."

It means to refuse.

Fu Cheng immediately recognized his master's attitude. He opened his mouth, but seeing that the master was already impatient, he said, "I know. I'll prepare well."

The vice president faintly hum voice, but after a half silence, he scratched something between his eyebrows and eyes, and then suddenly said, "look, you are very embarrassed, otherwise you go to ask President Wang?"

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