Fu Cheng did not answer the deputy chairman right away.
Although the deputy chairman seed to get along with Chairman Wang on the surface, his master was secretly competitive. In terms of dical skills, pill refinent, and even disciples, the deputy chairman did not want to lose to Chairman Wang.
When the deputy chairman suddenly ntioned Chairman Wang, Fu Cheng could not help feeling puzzled about his master's true intentions. Was his master testing his loyalty or making an honest suggestion?
The deputy chairman promptly figured out Fu Cheng's concerns. He pushed Old Master Song's dical records toward Fu Cheng. "I am a doctor after all, so I care about my patients. There is nothing I can do to help your patient, but it doesn't an Chairman Wang is also unable to treat him. Since this is a matter of life and death, I won't get upset if you ask Chairman Wang to help."
Fu Cheng carefully observed his master. From the looks of it, the deputy chairman was not joking, so he quickly replied. "It's not that. I am just worried Chairman Wang might not want to help."
The deputy chairman waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Just ask him. If there is nothing he can do about it, it ans Chairman Wang is genuinely getting on age and losing his touch."
Fu Cheng went stunned. What was his master implying?
"Go on. The patient can't wait," said the deputy chairman before veering his eyes and looking at an old dical text.
He clearly did not want to continue harping on the subject with Fu Cheng.
Fu Cheng could only take the patient's dical records and leave the office.
After leaving the office, Fu Cheng exhaled. He did not know what his master wanted to do. If the deputy chairman was not going to stop him, then Fu Cheng could openly ask Chairman Wang to help with Old Master Song's condition.
He certainly did not want outsiders to doubt his dical ability because of Old Master Song.
Things would be different if Chairman Wang got involved. If Chairman Wang was powerless, everyone would just feel he was getting on his age and losing his touch rather than focusing on Fu Cheng's abilities.
Fu Cheng held the dical report tightly and quickly went over to see Chairman Wang.
"Hi, Fu Cheng. If you need anything, can you ask the deputy chairman instead? I am rushing to the airport now." The mont Chairman Wang saw Fu Cheng entering his office, he quickly responded.
Chairman Wang had booked an air ticket for City Huai to check on the mi orchids at the Chinese herb farm. He had just heard about Mr. Mi saving a lot of the dying mi orchids.
This was good news, so he had to see it with his own eyes.
Fu Cheng was caught by surprise. "Are you going on a work trip?"
Chairman Wang nodded. "That's right. I am going to the Chinese herb farm."
It was such bad timing. Fu Cheng did not see this coming. He did not expect that Chairman Wang would want to go to the Chinese herb farm just when he needed him. Since the farm was located in an underdeveloped region, it was hard to get there. It was likely that the chairman would only co back in a week or so.
Fu Cheng held onto the patient's dical report and did not know what to say. He wanted Chairman Wang to help, but Chairman Wang was going on a business trip, so his mind was in chaos.
He felt powerless.
Chairman Wang noticed the worry on Fu Cheng's face as he put away his docunts. His hands froze before he checked the ti and said, "Well, I still have so ti. Why don't you tell how I can help?"
Fu Cheng smiled sadly and answered. "My friend's father took our dication and got a bad drug reaction. Now, his life is hanging by a thread."
Chairman Wang locked the docunts into the cabinet and asked quizzically. "A bad drug reaction?"
"Uh huh." Fu Cheng nodded. "He is in the hospital now and still under critical condition."
Chairman Wang nodded. "From the looks of it, this sounds serious. What did your master say?"
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