originally thought that he could finally cure Old Man Song's illness, but he didn't expect that complications would occur.

Song Zhi and Song Qi stood outside the glass window, looking at the old man lying in the sterile warehouse, their faces were not very good-looking.

"Big brother, don't be too anxious, the doctor said that the complications are not too serious, and within the controllable range, as long as you spend these fifteen days and wait for the new bone marrow to grow, you will be fine." Song Qi patted Song Zhi's shoulder and comforted.

Song Zhi's eyes were surrounded by blue and black, and every day he not only had to worry that the old man would not be able to survive, but also had to deal with the fierce eyes of the cousins in the family, and his mental strength had been exhausted to a certain extent.

Pinching his eyebrows, Song Zhi turned his back, leaned against the glass window, and stopped looking at the ward, "Hope." ”

Song Qi looked at him, and then said, "Otherwise, let's find Mr. Fu to show the old man." ”

"I've already called him and will be coming to the hospital today." At the mention of Mr. Fu, Song Zhi's eyes lit up with hope.

Before the operation, the old man took his medicine, and his physical condition was indeed much better, and I only hope that the postoperative complications can also be adjusted.

Song Qi nodded, and the heaviness on his face also retreated a lot, "That's good." ”

"Hmm."

It didn't take long for Fu Cheng to come to the hospital.

Song Zhi personally went to the gate of the hospital to pick him up, his expression was particularly respectful and polite, and he talked to him about the current situation while walking.

After waiting outside the ward, Song Zhi took out the old man's test sheet again.

Fu Cheng just glanced at it lightly, and raised his hand to interrupt what he handed over, "It's okay, you don't need to show me this, it's not very useful." ”

Seeing this, Song Zhi hurriedly put the test sheet into the medical record book, "Okay, you want to take the pulse, so please go with me to change the sterile gown and go in." ”

Fu Cheng snorted, his expression was neither salty nor light, and he followed Song Zhi into the ward after changing into a sterile suit.

After taking the pulse, Fu Cheng's eyebrows twisted, but he quickly stretched out again, and he didn't stay in the sterile ward for long, after coming out, he looked at Song Zhi, didn't say a word about the physical condition, only said: "I'll contact you when I go back to refine the medicine." ”

Song Zhi knew Fu Cheng's cold temperament, and when he heard him say this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't ask much: "Okay, then I'll wait for your good news." ”

Fu Cheng nodded, didn't let Song Zhi send it, and went downstairs by himself.

Song Qi, who was waiting next to him, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this: "This person from the Pharmacist Association is really high-spirited, and it seems to be a waste of saliva to say one more word." ”

Song Zhi looked at the direction that Fu Cheng had left, and after retracting his gaze, he said with understanding: "This is a capable person." ”

Those who have no ability are destined to grovel.

**

After Fu Cheng left the hospital, he went directly back to the Pharmacist Association, and then went to the Association's library pavilion.

I flipped through the books in the library and then screened a few prescriptions from them and recorded them before leaving.

Regarding Old Man Song's current physical condition, Fu Cheng actually didn't have much confidence, and after thinking about it, he went to find his master.

His master was the vice president of the association.

After listening to Fu Cheng's words, the vice president still held a few prescriptions he recorded in his fingertips, glanced at them, and said lightly: "The complications after bone marrow transplantation are mostly caused by low immunity during bone marrow regeneration. ”