Despite their disappointment, the attending doctor and the dean both understood the preciousness of the medicine.

Not to mention the formula, the production time and the amount of content required for each drug must be extremely fine, especially for traditional Chinese medicine, which is more difficult than the mass production of Western medicine developed with instruments and equipment.

Therefore, even if there is a medicine made by this special method, I am afraid that the quantity will not be much, and this is how the truth of price and no market comes from.

The attending doctor and the dean knew that they couldn't ask anything from Huo Qi, so they didn't bother any more and got up to leave the ward.

At this moment, the door of the ward opened, and He Xiaoman saw that the dean and the attending doctor were actually in the ward at the same time, his expression changed instantly, and he didn't even care about Huo Qi next to him, and asked in a slightly anxious voice: "Is there a problem with my mother's body again?" ”

The dean and the attending doctor were stunned, and when they came back to their senses, the dean politely replied, "That's not true." ”

When He Xiaoman heard this, the worry he had just raised immediately eased, and he had a wry smile on his neat face, "I thought something had happened to my mother and her, even the dean, you." ”

The dean stroked the badge hanging on his chest, smiled and said, "We just came here to ask about the medicine that Mrs. Yang was taking, and we didn't mean anything else." ”

He Xiaoman was stunned, "The medicine you took?" What medicine? ”

It's just that as soon as she said this, she seemed to remember something, her eyes suddenly fell on Huo Qi on the side, the politeness on her face dissipated instantly, and she said full of questioning: "You took that earthwork medicine to my mother again?" ”

Huo Qi glanced at her lightly, not wanting to pay attention to her.

Seeing this, He Xiaoman pressed his eyebrows very angrily, "Huo Qi, didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to give my mother medicine again?" My mother has worked hard to raise you for seventeen years, do you have to hurt her like this? ”

"Xiaoman, what are you talking nonsense again, it's not what you think at all, other doctors have said that the medicine is very good!"

Yang Qiuhua really felt that her daughter was too confused, every time she was involved in something related to Qiqi, she was so one-sided and preconceived, after marrying into a wealthy family, she was so philistine that she was even blind.

He Xiaoman sighed lightly, "I didn't want to tell you that there was a problem with the medicine she gave you, but now you are still stubbornly making excuses to quibble for her, I ......"

The dean next to him suddenly raised his head, looked at He Xiaoman with very inexplicable eyes, and interrupted: "No, Ms. He, did you have something misunderstood?" ”

He Xiaoman, who was full of anger and had something to say with annoyance, was suddenly interrupted by the dean, and the whole person choked, she looked at the dean, and it took a while to find her voice, "Dean, what do you mean by this?" ”

"There is nothing wrong with Miss Huo's medicine, it can be said that without her medicine, your mother may not be in the general ward, but may be in the intensive care unit." The dean had a serious face, and he had lost the politeness he had just had.

The dean is a person who has seen a lot of people and the world, and after only listening to a few words just said by He Xiaoman, he probably understood that the little girl next to him should not have any blood relationship with her, so he spoke so sharply.

He's not a person who likes to ask about other people's family affairs, but he just can't stand this attitude of questioning without asking.