Chapter 507: Can Huo Yao Give It A Shot?
Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss
Old Mr. Pei immediately looked furious when he heard what Pei Feng said about the B class medication.
He looked at Fang Chen and Lin Shuwen before he turned to look at his son with clear disappointment. âWhere have all your years of learning Chinese medicine gone?â
Pei Feng frowned. He spoke after he composed himself. âBig Bro said that some poison is impossible to detect through traditional tests. Also, this is B grade medicine, so we could just try and see if it works.â
He paused for a few seconds before he continued. âShouldnât we try it rather than waiting aimlessly?â
âHow dare you argue?â Old Mr. Pei was so angry that he shook.
If everyone ended up having such an attitude towards medicine, there was no use having doctors around.
Pei Feng pursed his lips and wanted to say more, but he stopped when he caught Pei Rong staring at him.
Pei Rong did not expect his little brother to blurt out this without any consideration. Although it was not entirely untrue, doctors had to be careful with their patients since any mistake could end up with serious consequences.
Pei Rong put the antidote back into the bottle before he turned to look at Lin Shuwen and Fang Chen. âSorry about that. My father is right. Since we donât know the cause of his illness, we should not recklessly give him medication.â
âThereâs no need to apologize. I know your brother only said so out of concern for the patientâs well-being.â Lin Shuwen watched as Pei Rong replaced the pill and felt somewhat disappointed.
It was not like Lin Shuwen had a choice. He was keenly aware that medicine could not be taken recklessly, but he was desperate and ready to try anything.
âWhy donât I run another blood test on him?â Pei Rong pondered before he decided.
âSure.â Lin Shuwen could only agree. Although he did not fully grasp why Fang Chenâs condition had anything to do with poison, he did not probe. Instead, he turned to look at Fang Chen and consoled him. âDonât worry. Iâm sure we will find a way.â
Fang Chen seemed to be completely unperturbed like he had accepted the fact that he would die. He said hoarsely, âItâs fine. Go and bring the car around.â
Lin Shuwen opened his eyes wide. âHow can we leave? Are you giving up?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Fang Chen raised his hand and looked at his boney and shriveled-up hand. The dried skin looked particularly sinister. He clenched his fists gently and went quiet for a few seconds before he said, âNow that things have come to this, thereâs no point bearing hope.â
âBut...â Lin Shuwen wanted to say more, but Fang Chen looked determined. He realised that Fang Chenâs mind was made up, so he sighed deeply. âThen I will bring the car over.â
Old Mr. Pei called Lin Shuwen back just as he was about to walk past him. âNow do you mind letting this friend of mine give it a shot?â
From the moment they entered the guest room, Old Mr. Pei had been waiting for Pei Rong to finish his examination since Lin Shuwen was insistent about letting him do it. He had waited patiently till now so as not to give them a bad impression of Huo Yao.
The instant Lin Shuwen heard Old Mr. Peiâs suggestion, he was briefly stunned before he finally recalled the earlier matter. He raised his eyes to look at the young woman standing beside Old Mr. Pei, whom he had deliberately ignored all this time.
Even Pei Rong was incapable of diagnosing his illness. Was this little lass capable of helping them?