Chapter 1129: Find the chairman
When Fu Cheng heard this, he did not immediately answer.
Although his master and Wang Lao get along very harmoniously on the surface, in fact Master has been secretly competing with Wang Lao. Whether it is medical skills, refining medicine, or accepting apprentices, he is not reconciled to anything that can be compared. Lost to Wang Lao.
Therefore, when he suddenly mentioned Mr. Wang, Fu Cheng was totally uncertain whether Master was testing his attitude or simply making suggestions.
The vice president probably saw what Fu Cheng was thinking, and pushed his finger on the medical record book on the desktop, "The doctor’s parents, I can’t do it, but it doesn’t mean that Wang Lao can’t do it. After all, it’s a matter of life. Don't worry, I won't be angry."
Fu Cheng listened to the words and carefully observed him a few more times to make sure that he was not joking. Then he hurriedly replied: "The apprentice didn't think much about it, but he was afraid that Wang Lao would not want to.
The vice chairman waved his hand and said in a lightly voice: "If you ask, do you know? If he can't help it, it can only show that his old man is really old."
Fu Cheng was taken aback. The meaning of the last words of Master...
"Go, don't delay the illness." The vice president said again, and then he withdrew his gaze, and turned to take out an old ancient medical book glowing.
Obviously, I don't want to say more to Fu Cheng.
Seeing this, Fu Cheng had to pick up the medical record and walked out of the office.
After he walked out of the office, he sighed. No matter what the master wanted him to do to find Mr. Wang, he finally gave him a chance to not offend him, but also to look for Mr. Wang to treat Mr. Song.
He still didn't want to cause outsiders to question his abilities because of his body.
But if Lao Wang is allowed to come forward, the nature will be different. Even if there is nothing in the end, everyone will only think that the elder of the guild is not good, not his Fucheng ability.
Fu Cheng held the medical record book and quickly went to Chairman Wang.
"Little Fu, if you have anything, you can go directly to the vice chairman. I'm leaving for the airport now." When Fu Cheng came in, Wang Lao opened his mouth before Fu Cheng came in.
He had booked a flight ticket to Huaicheng today and was going to see the batch of milan in the medicinal material base. He heard that Mr. Mi had already rescued most of the seedlings.
This is great news, he wants to see it himself.
Fu Cheng was startled when he heard Wang Lao's words, "Are you going... on a business trip?"
Old Wang nodded, "Yes, I'm going to the medicinal material base."
Fu Cheng didn't expect to be so unlucky that Mr. Wang actually had to go to the medicinal material base at this time, and the traffic there was inconvenient.
Fu Cheng took the medical record book and didn't speak for a while. He came to Wang Laoshi's brain for those plans, and they were all disrupted because of Wang Laoshi's business trip.
This is a headache.
Mr. Wang was collecting some materials. He saw Fu Cheng standing there with a sullen face, and he paused with the movements in his hands, then glanced at the time, and said: "There is still some time, you can tell me, what can I do?"
When Fu Cheng heard the words, a wry smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and said: "It is the elder of a friend's family who took the medicine from the Pharmaceutical Association and now has a drug reaction and is dying."
Mr. Wang locked the information in the cabinet, and then asked in surprise, "No. Good response?"
"Yeah." Fu Cheng nodded, "I'm in the hospital now, not out of the dangerous period."
Elder Wang nodded, "It looks serious, what did your master say?"