Chapter 1130

Fu Cheng was asked by such a rhetorical question, and his heart choked for a moment. The master asked me to come to you.

Fu Cheng naturally won't say this. He coughed and said with a little guilt: "he's at a loss."

"Since even your master can't help it, it's really impossible. Don't add pressure to yourself. No matter it's traditional Chinese medicine or western medicine, no one can be sure that you can eat it safely." Wang Lao comforts a way.

As a doctor, Mr. Wang has long been familiar with this kind of situation.

Fu Cheng didn't want Wang's comfort. As usual, if you heard him say such a thing, you should be smart and don't have to ask more questions. But the situation of master song is different.

Fu Cheng took two steps forward, handed out the medical record book in his hand, and said boldly, "this patient is the father of a friend. Otherwise, Mr. Wang, would you like to look at the examination data?"

Seeing this, Mr. Wang nodded, "OK, let me have a look."

He took over the medical record.

Fu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Wang only spent two or three minutes reading the medical records, and then looked up to Fu Cheng, "what medicine did you give the patient before?"

"It's a prescription for enhancing immunity." Fu Cheng stopped and said the names of several kinds of medicinal materials.

Mr. Wang stroked his beard, and then said, "the medicine you made with this prescription has a strong effect. If you use it on an old man in his seventies, it will be sooner or later that something goes wrong."

Fu Cheng didn't expect that old Wang would just listen to himself and poke to the crux of the matter. After a pause, he quickly said, "is there any way to save it?"

Mr. Wang shook his head. "I looked at the data, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. Even the symptomatic S-class medicine has not had a great effect. The patient himself has done bone marrow transplantation, and drug allergy occurs during the bone marrow reconstruction period, which causes great damage."

Some of them are gray.

Mr. Wang took a look at Fu Cheng and shook his head slightly. This Fu Cheng has the ability. He is too eager for quick success and instant benefit, and he doesn't know how to use medicine properly.

"I can't help you with your illness. It's not early. I have to catch a plane." Old Wang looked at time again.

Seeing this, Fu Cheng said with a bitter smile: "is there really no way to save it? The main one is the master of the Song family. I'm afraid it will bring bad influence to the association

Hearing this, Mr. Wang's face was no longer as approachable as he had just been, but a little more fierce. "You know this will happen. You still take the medicine to the patient, which can only show that it is your own problem."

Fu Cheng listens to Wang laolue's cold voice, and the whole person winces subconsciously. He raises his head and looks at Mr. Wang. In the other side's eyes, there is a sharpness that knows everything. That sharpness is more direct than his master's.

Fu Cheng hung down his head and did not dare to look at him again.

He forgot one thing. After all, Mr. Wang is the president of the association. Can a person sitting in this position be so simple?

All the appearance of kindness lies in the premise that man is not wrong.

If you want to hold the president with the reputation of the association, you are undoubtedly digging a hole for yourself.

"I'm sorry, president. This is my fault." Fu Cheng confessed in a low voice, and his attitude seemed sincere.

Wang Lao once again shook his head in disappointment, "long snack bar."

Fu Cheng's head hung lower.

Mr. Wang didn't want to deal with Fu Cheng, but he didn't want to affect the reputation of the association, so he turned over the medical records in his hand.

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