Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss - Chapter 1132

Fu Cheng instantly choked up inside upon hearing this. After all, his master had told him to ask Chairman Wang for help.

Fu Cheng naturally did not tell him the truth. Instead, he cleared his throat and said somewhat apologetically, "There is nothing he can do about it."

"Since there is nothing your teacher can do about it, then don’t give yourself too much pressure. Regardless of Western or Chinese medicine, no one can guarantee 100% success rate," comforted Chairman Wang.

Since Chairman Wang was a physician, he knew this fully well.

Fu Cheng did not want Chairman Wang to comfort him. In the past, he would have stopped bugging Chairman Wang on hearing this. However, Old Master Song was different.

Fu Cheng took two steps forward and handed Chairman Wang the patient records and insisted. "The patient happens to be my friend’s father. Do you mind helping to take a look at his records?"

Chairman Wang nodded. "Fine. Let me take a look then."

He took the patient records from Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.

After spending two to three minutes reading the patient records, Wang raised his head and looked at Fu Cheng. "What medicine did you give the patient previously?"

"I gave him medicine to help improve immunity." Fu Cheng paused before listing the medicinal herbs he had used in his prescription.

Chairman Wang stroked his beard and said, "Your prescription is very strong. The patient is an elderly in his seventies. It was just a matter of time before this happened."

Fu Cheng was surprised when Chairman Wang was able to know what problems the patient was facing just by listening to him. He paused before he asked. "Can he be saved?"

Chairman Wang shook his head. "I have seen his medical report and I think the chances are really slim. Even if he takes S grade medication, I doubt it will be effective. After all, the patient has just undergone a bone marrow transplant and still needs time to recover. It is a really bad time to suffer an allergic reaction."

Fu Cheng’s face instantly looked worried.

Chairman Wang glanced at Fu Cheng and shook his head slightly. Fu Cheng was an excellent apothecary, but he was too eager to prove himself, so he prescribed the wrong medication.

"I am sorry there is nothing I can do about the patient. It’s getting late, so I have to get to the airport." Chairman Wang checked the time again.

Fu Cheng smiled sadly and said, "Is there really no saving him? The patient is Old Master Song, so I am worried it will affect the association if we can’t save him."

The moment Chairman Wang heard what Fu Cheng said, the amicable look on his face disappeared and all that remained was severity. "You knew the risks involved, but you prescribed the medication to the patient anyway. This is really your fault."

Fu Cheng automatically cringed when he heard Chairman Wang’s cool voice. He raised his head and looked at Chairman Wang.

Chairman Wang was looking at Fu Cheng knowingly. His eyes seemed even sharper than his master’s.

Fu Cheng hurriedly lowered his head without daring to look at Chairman Wang.

He had forgotten momentarily that Chairman Wang was the association chairman. Anyone capable of rising to such a high position was not as simple as he seemed.

Chairman Wang might seem amicable, but he only treated people nicely if they did not do anything wrong.

By reminding the chairman that the association’s reputation was at stake, Fu Cheng was signing the death warrant for himself.

"I am sorry, Chairman Wang. It is my fault." Fu Cheng apologized immediately and looked apologetic.

Chairman Wang shook his head disappointedly. "You should watch it next time."

Fu Cheng shrunk his head even lower.

Chairman Wang did not want to help him. Since Fu Cheng’s actions might affect the association’s reputation, he flipped through the medical records anyway.