mtl008 Chapter 178 Man-Made Disaster
Chapter 178 Man-Made Disaster
A hint of mockery flashed across his eyes, and he snorted coldly and said, "Who is Bai Ningyu? How come I have never heard of her?
I think the director of Lingcheng City's special department must be crazy. How come all the prescriptions written by random people are delivered to me? "
A middle-aged man in a white coat heard this and immediately responded to the young man in a flattering tone, "I think Lu Ming is panicking and is desperately trying all kinds of treatments. You are a disciple of Mr. Li Heming from the Holy Medical Hall. With you here, I believe you can find a solution quickly."
Another doctor also sneered: "That's right. I heard that this person is not in Lingcheng yet. He hasn't even been to the scene and doesn't understand the patient, but he prescribed a prescription. Isn't this nonsense?"
Immediately, many people in the laboratory responded and began to praise the young man Ji Yao.
When Ji Yao heard everyone's praise, his eyes were filled with pride, and a determined smile appeared on his face.
However, the next moment, a slightly old voice was heard, whispering: "Why don't we take a look? It would be good to combine the strengths of each family. Besides, this prescription has..."
The middle-aged man saw an unhappy look on Ji Yao's face and immediately interrupted him, "Mr. Lin, I think you are just old and confused. With the doctors from the Holy Medical Hall here, why do we need to look at some unconventional prescriptions?"
Mr. Lin had seen the prescription before, so he naturally knew that the doctor who wrote it was a man of some skill.
Before Elder Lin could say anything more, Ji Yao impatiently waved his hand and interrupted him, "Alright, Elder Lin, if you're tired, just take a rest. If a group of doctors from prestigious families like us really used this prescription of unknown origin, wouldn't we be ridiculed by the world?"
As he spoke, Ji Yao picked up the medical record on the table and began to read it.
Soon everyone started to think about the case and discuss the condition from time to time.
Soon, people began to prescribe medicine one after another, but the results were always unsatisfactory.
At this time, Ji Yao, who had been silent all the time, picked up a pen and wrote down a prescription with confidence.
"This... is wonderful! Doctor Ji really has the style of Divine Doctor Li. He wrote such a perfect prescription so quickly. He is truly a role model for us!"
"Doctor Ji is worthy of being from the Saint Medical Hall. We are far behind him. I admire him so much!"
A group of people surrounded Ji Yao, almost praising him as the reincarnation of Hua Tuo or Bian Que.
After taking the prescription and taking a look at it, Old Lin was greatly shocked. This prescription was indeed very effective. It was no wonder that the man was arrogant as he could prescribe such a prescription in such a short time. He really had the capital to do so.
Ji Yao handed the prescription to the personnel of the special department, who distributed the prescription to the hospital for use on the people.
Lu Ming was relieved to learn that Ji Yao did not use Bai Ningyu's prescription, but prescribed a new prescription, which had already worked for the epidemic.
Since their prescription was effective, I couldn't force them to use Bai Ningyu's prescription, right? Ultimately, the most important thing was to control the epidemic.
However, just one hour after the drugs were distributed, those critically ill patients who had been under control suddenly suffered from multiple organ failure, and large numbers of deaths occurred one after another.
Those with mild or severe symptoms quickly developed into severe cases.
At this point, the people began to riot and smashed hospitals and government departments.
They feel that their family members died because they took the medicine issued by the state, and that the state is treating the people like guinea pigs.
Ji Yao, who was originally sitting in the lounge, boredly waiting for good news, suddenly changed his expression when he heard that there was a problem with the prescription he wrote.
He took the opportunity to go out to check on the patients and dialed a number in an empty corner.
After the call was connected, a deep voice came from the other end. He said in unstandard Chinese: "Hello, Mr. Ji."
Ji Yao's voice was filled with suppressed anger: "Didn't you say you wanted to make sure everything was foolproof? Why did this happen?!"
The other side chuckled. "Don't worry, Mr. Ji. You want fame, and I want profit. It makes sense. How about this? I'll give you part of the prescription, but you have to specify that you buy the medicine from me. The other half of the prescription will be delivered with the medicine. How about that?"
Ji Yao gritted his teeth and regretted cooperating with that group of people. He realized that he had fallen into someone else's trap.
On Boss Fan's side, when he heard that there was a problem with the new prescription, he was very glad that he insisted on using the prescription given by Bai Ningyu.
Not only did the patient's condition not worsen, but it showed signs of improvement.
Boss Fan also informed Bai Ningyu of this situation in a timely manner.
Bai Ningyu suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
The special department immediately took remedial measures and issued Bai Ningyu's prescription. However, some people had already become skeptical and refused the new medicine.
When Ji Yao received this news, he gritted his teeth and looked at the prescription he had discarded in the trash can.
Ji Yao picked up his phone and walked towards the bathroom. He would never allow anyone to take away his credit.
Even if it means risking the lives of the people of Lingcheng, he must not ruin his own future.
Didn't Bai Ningyu prescribe a medicine? Then I'll make this medicine into poison!
Let her fall into hell forever and become the sinner of all China!
Since this epidemic is man-made, let's just make it more severe!
When that group of people develops the medicine and sells it to me, I will then show them who is the savior of this world.
By then, I will have my own place on the wall of honor of the Holy Medical Hall. Then, who will dare to look down on me?
Now, it's just a few insignificant people who died, but their deaths can bring me success and fame, so it can be said that they died for a good cause...