The director and his assistant appeared in everyone's sight.
The director heard the argument on the second floor and couldn't help but stand in the elevator and listen for a while. He saw the whole process in his eyes and couldn't help but clasp his hands in admiration.
"Director!" The pharmacists' eyes lit up, and they hurriedly greeted him respectfully, feeling puzzled at the same time.
The director comes to visit them at the end of the year. Why did he suddenly show up today?
Pharmacist Ji seemed to have seen a savior. He pointed his fingers and complained loudly, "Director, you have seen it. This yellow-haired girl came to the Medical Research Institute to do some tricks after learning a little bit. Not only did she question my diagnosis, but she also intervened without authorization to diagnose and treat my patients.
Doesn’t this damage the reputation of our medical research institute?”
The director walked straight over, without looking at Pharmacist Ji, but checked Mr. Yan's chest, then smiled and gave a thumbs up to Jin Xiang, "The little girl is very good at one hand. She uses the precardium to hit.
I have rich clinical experience in clearing phlegm from patients’ throats.”
Everyone was cautious in front of the director. They still looked arrogant and unruly like before. The corners of their lips curled up slightly and they said, "Be a little more knowledgeable."
Director: If I don’t understand, it’s because I know a lot!
Young people today are very humble!
His eyes were filled with embarrassment, "What kind of medicine did you give the patient, and what effect does it have?"
Jin Xi said, "Suppress any serious illness in time and save your last breath."
Others, "??" What the hell is this medicine? Is this an elixir?
The director's smile faded, not sure if Jin and Xi were joking.
Pharmacist Ji sneered, "Do you know who is standing in front of you? The director of our Institute of Medicine, a first-class academician of the country, how dare you continue to lie——"
The director directly interrupted Pharmacist Ji and asked Jin Xi, "How do you prove what you said?"
"He will regain consciousness within ten minutes."
Pharmacist Ji was a little annoyed when he saw that the director was so kind to the past and present, but turned a blind eye to himself. He gritted his teeth and said, "Director, this girl is giving medicine to my patients without authorization. Something will happen. This is not my responsibility, so this
I won’t take any more patients.”
He took the lead to put himself aside, lest anything happen to the girl would be blamed on him.
Within a few minutes.
Mr. Yan, who was twitching, rolling his eyes and foaming, suddenly became quiet.
He remained motionless and returned to his previous calm state.
"You overestimated yellow-haired girl, didn't you say he would regain consciousness?
Why is there no movement now? I knew there was something wrong with your medicine, what else do you have to say?" Pharmacist Ji asked with a look of contempt on his face, and he was filled with anger.
The director looked at this situation, his face was solemn, and he turned to his assistant and said, "Go and call two security guards to come up."
The assistant obeyed the order and left. After a while, he came in with two security guards.
Pharmacist Ji and other pharmacists looked at it and thought that the director was going to attack the past and present.
The aggrieved Pharmacist Ji felt elated at this moment, "Director, this little girl is treating people randomly. I suggest she be handed over to the police and her medical record be removed so that she can never harm anyone again."
The director nodded and said to the security guard, "Take him to the police station and do what he says."
Pharmacist Ji held his head high and proud.
He slapped him in the face in front of everyone in the past and now, and he wanted to make her never be crazy again.
Who knows.
The next moment, the security guard who was supposed to catch Jin Xiang caught him instead.
Pharmacist Ji:?
Only then did he realize that the person the director was talking about was actually him.
"Director, what do you mean?" Not only Pharmacist Ji, but other pharmacists were also confused.
The director's tone was cold, "As a mid-level alchemist, you can't even distinguish between stroke and epilepsy. Find a jail term, don't lose the face of the Medical Research Institute."
