What the director meant by this was to confirm that his diagnosis was wrong. Mr. Yan was indeed suffering from epilepsy, not a stroke.
The way other pharmacists looked at Pharmacist Ji changed completely. He was an intermediate alchemist, but he was so unreliable. They almost helped him!
Pharmacist Ji's cheeks were so hot that he almost didn't dare to look at the director. He couldn't accept the fact that he couldn't compare to the little girl, so he murmured to make up for himself.
"Impossible...I can't possibly make a mistake. Maybe this girl's medicine caused Mr. Yan's epilepsy. Elderly complications are inherently uncertain..."
Medicine Master Ji put all the blame on the past and present. This was his only chance.
Otherwise, if the wrong treatment is blamed on him, his medical career will be ruined!
As he finished speaking, he heard the housekeeper shout in surprise, "My old man is awake."
What, woke up?
Pharmacist Ji's eyes trembled and he turned his head in disbelief.
Mr. Yan's cloudy eyes opened vaguely.
Although still weak, he has obviously regained consciousness.
How can this be?
Mr. Yan's condition is clearly so critical. He used acupuncture to stimulate nerve points and didn't wake anyone up, but he woke up after taking that girl's medicine?
He doesn't believe it!
But no matter how much he doesn't believe it, it can't change the fact that Mr. Yan is indeed awake.
The other pharmacists also looked at each other in disbelief. They actually saved the person?
At this moment, everyone inexplicably thought of what Jin Xi said, and they regained consciousness in ten minutes.
Take a look at the time, it's exactly ten minutes now, not a minute more, not a minute less.
A little girl has such ability!
The pharmacists who had previously thought that this and the past were just sensationalism suddenly turned red in the face.
There was no expression on Jin Xi's face, he was very calm from beginning to end, his hands were not in his pockets, they just hung casually by his legs.
Ming Siyan took out a pack of wet wipes, took out two, and handed them to Jin Xi's hand.
The girl's brows relaxed, she glanced slowly at the man who was standing up, and wiped her fingers clean inside and out.
Everyone just stared at her.
But she was very unfazed.
It seems that I came to the right place today and found two surprises!
A flash of appreciation flashed in the director's eyes, and he looked at Pharmacist Ji with disgust. He waved his hand and said, "Take him to the police station and deal with him according to law. This person is no longer a pharmacist at the Medical Research Institute."
"No, I was wrong. Director, I beg you to spare me. I don't dare to do it anymore -" Ji Yaoshi struggled desperately to beg for mercy, with tears streaming down his face, completely losing the arrogance and arrogance he had before.
His current achievements are all due to the appearance of the Medical Research Institute.
Without the backstage of the Medical Research Institute, the Yan family would not let him go, and he might have to spend the rest of his life in the Bureau.
Pharmacist Ji regretted his mistake, but he never regretted taking the medicine. From the moment he blindly diagnosed and treated patients relying on his status as an authoritative expert, the ending of this moment was destined.
Pharmacist Ji cried and was taken away. At the same time, the sound of an ambulance came from downstairs.
"The ambulance has arrived. Should we take the old man to the hospital now?" The housekeeper looked at the past and present eagerly, as if the past and present were his backbone.
"The old man's condition has been stabilized, but his epilepsy needs long-term control, which the hospital can solve."
Talking about the past and present.
The medical staff came up with a stretcher and carried Mr. Yan onto the stretcher.
When passing by Jin Xi, the old man who had empty eyes suddenly opened his eyes wide, and grabbed the girl's wrist with his trembling old hands.
A pair of cloudy eyes on the kind face stared at the past and present, and kept murmuring, "It's your daughter, my daughter..."
