Although disappointed, both the attending doctor and the dean also understood the preciousness of this medicine.
Not to mention the formula, the production time and the required content of each drug must be extremely precise, especially for traditional Chinese medicine, which is more difficult than mass-produced Western medicine developed with equipment.
Therefore, even if the medicine made by this special method is available, the quantity will not be much. This is the reason why there is a price but no market.
Both the attending doctor and the dean knew that they couldn't ask anything from Huo Yao, so they didn't bother any more, got up and prepared to leave the ward.
At this moment, the door of the ward opened, and He Xiaoman saw that the dean and the attending doctor were in the ward at the same time, and his expression changed instantly. He didn't even care about Huo Yao next to him, and asked in a slightly anxious voice: " Is there something wrong with my mother's physical examination again?"
Both the dean and the attending doctor were stunned for a moment, and when they came back to their senses, the dean replied politely: "That's not true."
When He Xiaoman heard this, the worry he had just raised immediately eased, with a wry smile on his neatly made-up face, "I thought something happened to my mother, and even the dean was dispatched."
The dean stroked the badge hanging on his chest, and said with a smile: "We just came here to inquire about the medicine that Mrs. Yang is taking, there is no other meaning."
He Xiaoman was stunned, "The medicine you took? What kind of medicine?"
But just after saying this, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes suddenly fell on Huo Yao, the politeness on her face disappeared instantly, and she asked questioningly: "You gave my mother that earthen medicine again. ?”
Huo Yao glanced at her indifferently, not wanting to talk to her.
Seeing this, He Xiaoman pressed the center of her eyebrows very angrily, "Huo Yao, didn't I tell you not to give my mother any more random medicines? My mother has worked hard to raise you for seventeen years, and you Do you have to hurt her like this?"
"Xiaoman, what nonsense are you talking about? It's not what you think at all. The doctors have said that Yaoyao's medicine is very good!"
Yang Qiuhua really felt that this daughter of hers was too confused. Every time she got involved with Yaoyao, she was so one-sided and preconceived.
He Xiaoman snorted softly, "I didn't want to tell you that there was something wrong with the medicine she gave you, but now you are still stubbornly making excuses for her, I..."
The dean next to him suddenly raised his head, looked at He Xiaoman with inexplicable eyes, and interrupted: "No, Ms. He, did you misunderstand something?"
He Xiaoman, who was full of anger and had a stomach full of angry words to say, was suddenly interrupted by the dean, and she choked up. She looked at the dean and found her voice after a while, "Dean, what did you say? the meaning of?"
"There is nothing wrong with Miss Huo's medicine. It can be said that without her medicine, your mother may not be in the general ward, but may be in the intensive care unit." polite.
The dean is a person who has seen a lot of people and the world. He only heard a few words that He Xiaoman said just now, and he probably understands that the little girl next to her should not have any blood relationship with her, so it is so sharp when he speaks.
He is not a person who likes to inquire about other people's family affairs, but he simply can't stand this kind of indiscriminate and questioning attitude.
(end of this chapter)