A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 102 Good words can’t persuade a damned person

Zhou Ruili did call to verify.

He is not one of the richest people in the country and cannot have direct access to the imperial court, so the person he inquired about was a regional manager of the Huadu branch of Beijing Tong Ren Tang Pharmaceutical Company.

Beep beep beep~~~Phone connected:
"Mr. He, yes, I'm Zhou Ruili from the Meiju Group. I want to ask you something. Does Tongrentang still produce the same authentic Angong Niuhuang Pills as it did decades ago? The ones that use traditional craftsmanship and the herbs are also based on ancient prescriptions."

On the other end of the phone:

"Boss Zhou, we have denied this to the public, but since you are here to ask, haha. We do produce a very small amount of the Angong Pills you mentioned, and they are made from the ancient prescription of rhinoceros horn, natural musk and bezoar.

However, this kind of Angong Pill cannot be sold outside. The person who can get this kind of medicinal material, haha, Mr. Zhou, you should understand. So if you want this kind of authentic Angong Niuhuang Pill, I can't do anything about it."

Zhou Ruili did not give up and asked again:
"Mr. He, is there a possibility that we have a capable person here in Huadu who can use his connections to get a batch of the special edition Angong Pills you mentioned?"

Mr. He chuckled:
"Mr. Zhou, this possibility definitely exists. After all, medicine is for human use. But if you say one or two pills are possible, but you say there are a batch of more than ten or twenty pills, this possibility is not high.

Our internal version of Niuhuang Wan's annual production will not exceed 100 pills, and most of them are sent abroad. The main reason is that the raw materials of Angong Wan are too difficult to obtain. The current inventory is used up as little as possible, and it is impossible to produce in large quantities. "

Zhou Ruili thought that was indeed the case, but he still replied politely:

"Oh, I see. Thank you, Mr. He. Let's get together when we have time."

"Of course, of course. Goodbye, President Zhou."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ruili felt very disappointed and at the same time, a nameless anger rose in his heart.

I thought to myself, all parents in the world are pitiful. I have been running around to save my son's life, and you bastards are trying to take advantage of the situation and cheat me?

Inside the Chinese medicine clinic, Song Jiming was introducing the patient's specific condition to Lin Musen. Both of them were doctors and had a lot in common.

After listening to the description of the condition, Lin Musen nodded:
"In fact, Chinese and Western medicine have different treatment paths and the end result is the same. When it comes to brain resuscitation, you focus on perfusion, while we focus on opening the mind. In fact, to put it bluntly, they are the same. The sooner the brain is resuscitated, the better. If irreversible brain tissue damage occurs, even if the patient is rescued, he will either be paralyzed or suffer from dementia, and the prognosis is poor."

Song Jiming slapped his thigh:
"Who said it wasn't? That's why parents and doctors are so anxious now. They heard that you have the authentic Angong Niuhuang Pills, so they came to your door to ask for it."

Lin Musen was also unambiguous: "Saving people is the most important thing. Tell me how many Angong Pills you need and I will help you find a solution."

"No need!"

Zhou Ruili walked into the small clinic with a stern face, and said while suppressing his anger:

"I just received a call saying that the medical team from Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital will come to Huadu tomorrow morning to see my son. Why don't we talk about the Chinese medicine treatment first!"

Lin Musen understood as soon as he heard it. Boss Zhou must have heard some unfavorable news, which was why he canceled the purchase of medicine.

He was not too disappointed. Anyway, the Lin family was not short of money now, and with his son, a time traveler, in the Lin family's future, it was even less likely that they would be short of money. It was up to others to buy the Angong Niuhuang Pills or not.

If you don't buy it, it will only be someone else's loss.

Therefore, Lin Musen was in a very good mood, and nodded with a smile: "Buy and sell freely, let nature take its course."

Song Jiming could become the director of a top-level hospital, so how could his IQ be low? He immediately understood the reason for Boss Zhou's change of attitude. As a doctor, although he really wanted to see the magic of Angong Pills, in this situation, it would make his motives seem impure if he advised too much, so he could only sigh.

Looking at the row of green brocade boxes in front of him, Song Jiming knew that if he missed this opportunity, he might miss this shop, so he asked decisively:

"Doctor Lin, since I'm here, can I buy two of these Angong Pills at my own expense? Just in case of emergency."

Lin Musen had a good impression of the director of neurosurgery. The director was very polite and respectful to a young doctor like him, so he smiled and nodded:

"What's wrong with that? You're saving people, too."

Song Jiming also had a temper, and secretly mocked Zhou Ruili:
"I won't save others. I'll take this medicine home and hide it like a treasure. I'll use it for emergency treatment of my own family in the future."

2 Angong Niuhuang Pills, 30 yuan. After transferring the money, Song Jiming carefully put the pills into his briefcase and prepared to leave happily.

Zhou Ruili stood aside and snorted in his heart: Keep pretending, keep pretending, doctors nowadays are so black-hearted, they dare to cheat any kind of money, and even have to play a double act in the end?

I am angry. Besides, rich people are not necessarily well-educated people. Nouveau riche often say whatever they think:
"Doctor Lin, before you go, I have a piece of advice for you. The most important thing for a doctor is to treat and save people, not to take advantage of others' misfortunes. God is watching, and he will punish you if you do something wrong."

Lin Musen's originally smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, and he became angry:
"Boss Zhou, our business is not about friendship, you don't believe that my medicine is real, and I didn't force you to buy it, so it's meaningless for you to say this. Whose misfortune did I take advantage of? Explain it to me clearly!"

"Explain it clearly? Explain this kind of thing clearly? Just understand it in your heart. Old Song, let's go!"

Song Jiming was so embarrassed, but he was in the system and couldn't be as tough as Lin Musen. He could only keep bowing and apologizing:

"Sorry, sorry, Doctor Lin, Boss Zhou, let's go, let's go quickly. Some of these words are unnecessary. They are really unnecessary."

"Humph!"

Zhou Ruili was so angry that he didn't bother to say anything more to a barefoot doctor like Lin Musen. He got into the car and scolded the driver impatiently:

"Hurry up and leave. This is such bad luck. Old Song, who the hell did you find for me? What do you think of my son's life?"

"Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. This matter..."

Lin Musen watched the lights of Cullinan going away, and he was so angry that he kicked over a cement bucket nearby and cursed:
"Good words cannot persuade a damned person, and mercy without salvation will only kill him!"

Wang Wenjuan had actually heard the quarrel, and after seeing the guests leave, she hurried out of the room:
"Husband, come and have a cup of herbal tea. There's no need to argue with such an uncultured person. After all, the son is his own. If he doesn't buy our medicine, it's their family that suffers. It's just that the poor child in the hospital bed doesn't have this blessing."

Lin Musen took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

"Yes, never mind them, believe it or not. Look at this message, I got another sum of money today, when we choose electrical appliances, we should choose more expensive ones, don't be afraid to spend money~~~"

"Wow, 30, husband, you are so sharp~~~"

"Hahaha, just so-so~~~"

(End of this chapter)