Song Qi also had the same idea as Song Zhi, and did not believe that the medicines from the Pharmaceutical Association would have adverse reactions.
The dean's expression became quite serious at this time, "Actually, it's not just Mr. Song who thinks there's nothing wrong with the medicine, I think so too, but the current test result is that the ingredients of the medicine should react."
After a pause, the dean continued: "Medicines produce and restrain each other. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, side effects will exist. Unfortunately, Mr. Song's current situation happens to be sensitive to this medicine from the Medicine Association."
The dean speaks very well. He neither offends the Song family nor belittles the medicines of the Pharmaceutical Association.
"How come...Mr. Fu said that this medicine will not harm the old man's body." Song Zhi raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows.
If the medicines from the Pharmaceutical Association have such serious side effects, can other medicines still be taken
The dean could see that Song Zhi only believed in the medicine from the Pharmaceutical Association, so he handed him the test results without further explanation.
Song Zhi lowered his eyes, and before he had time to look through the checklist, he was taken away by a cousin who came over, and he frowned.
"Heh, Song Zhi, now I have reason to doubt whether your so-called friend from the Medicine Association is really a member of the Association." The cousin smiled lightly.
"It's true. The outside world says that the medicine from the Medicine Association can bring people back to life. Why did it become something that reminds you when it comes to you?"
"You'd better go back and explain it to everyone, or if you are convicted of intentionally murdering the old man..."
Some time ago, Song Zhi had shown off in front of everyone that he knew people from the Pharmaceutical Association. Today, the old man's condition has turned upside down, and the cousins will naturally not miss the opportunity to ridicule him.
Song Zhi listened to the sarcasm from his cousins, his face was livid, because he couldn't find any reason to refute what the dean said, even though he knew they were taking the opportunity to demote him.
But the cousins didn't say much, after all, they were in the hospital and left soon.
Song Zhi took back the checklist and smoked behind the safe passage of the inpatient department, with several cigarette butts already thrown at his feet.
Song Qi opened the door and came out. She coughed twice when she smelled the smoke. She fanned the air with her hand, then looked at Song Zhi, and said, "Call Mr. Fu."
Song Zhi threw the unfinished cigarette in his hand on the ground and stamped it out, with a frown on his face, "I also want to call him, but this call will definitely affect everyone's relationship."
If there is a problem with the medicine, it means that he doesn't trust Fu Cheng clearly. As long as he makes a phone call, the friendship he has worked so hard for may be broken.
So this is also the main reason why Song Zhi stood here smoking for a long time.
"I also want to believe that the medicine is fine, but now there is no other way than to find Mr. Fu. Maybe there are other ways to find him."
Song Qi sighed, "You can't just watch the old man die from illness, can you? Don't forget that the will has not been finalized yet."
Song Zhi's eyes were dark, and after a long silence, he finally made a decision, "Okay, I'll fight now."
"Let's fight, Mr. Fu doesn't look like the kind of person who cares about everything." Song Qi comforted.
Song Zhi hummed, took out his mobile phone, and quickly dialed the number.
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When Fu Cheng received Song Zhi's call, he was still studying the medicine that Fu Ya gave him last time. After hearing Song Zhi's explanation, he almost knocked over the medicine on the table.
(end of this chapter)