Fu Cheng looked at his master, hesitated, and said, "But the medicinal effect of these prescriptions may be a bit overbearing. ”

The vice president just put down the paper in his hand, and his voice was not angry: "When did you become so timid?" ”

Fu Cheng's eyelids drooped slightly, and he replied softly: "I'm just worried about what will happen after taking the medicine." ”

"The medicine of the Pharmacists Association is not a miracle medicine that cures all diseases, and postoperative infections will occur during surgery. A good reaction? Do you need to teach you this common sense? The vice president glanced at Fu Cheng and said lightly.

"I'm the one who got the horns." Fu Cheng lowered his head.

The vice president propped up his elbows, his fingertips pressed his temples lightly, as if remembering something, he raised his head again, "It's only a month before this year's assessment, you won't let me down again this time, right?" ”

Fu Cheng pinched the hand hanging on his side, and suppressed the coldness in his eyes, "Master, don't worry, this year I promise that I will not be like last year, and I will definitely suppress He Shu." ”

The vice president hummed lightly, and after a long while, he said again: "Your talent is no worse than He Shu, go down and prepare well, and ask me as much as possible if you encounter any problems." ”

"Hmm." Fu Cheng nodded, "Then I'll go down first." ”

The vice president waved his hand.

Fu Cheng walked out with the prescription list, but he was thinking about this year's assessment in his mind.

The Pharmacists Association will conduct an assessment in December every year, and the assessment is very simple, that is, refining medicine, whoever refines the medicine with a high comprehensive rating can obtain the level authority in the association.

In last year's assessment, Fu Cheng lost to He Shu.

And He Shu is President Wang's eldest apprentice, and the vice president naturally doesn't want his apprentice to always lose to the president's apprentice, which is a matter of face.

Fu Cheng understood this, so the pressure doubled, and after returning to Fu's house from the Pharmacists Association, in addition to refining medicine for Old Man Song, he was thinking about the assessment of drugs in a month.

However, I didn't expect anything good, so after refining Old Man Song's medicine, Fu Cheng left the refining pharmacy in a depressed mood.

When he walked to the living room, he saw his cousin sitting on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in her hand and headphones in her ears, and there was no one else in the living room at this time.

Fu Cheng thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something, he walked over to his cousin, sat down not far from her, and shouted, "Fu Ya." ”

Fu Ya was playing a game, the volume of the headphones was turned on, and she didn't hear Fu Cheng's voice, or she didn't want to talk to him if she heard it.

Fu Cheng's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes showed displeasure, he reached out and pulled off Fu Ya's earphones, "Can't you hear me talking to you?" ”

The screen of the mobile phone suddenly dimmed, Fu Ya's fingertips paused, and then raised her head impatiently, "Are you sick?" ”

Fu Cheng rarely didn't bother with his cousin today, he crossed his legs, and said: "There is still a month to be assessed by the association, if you don't study medicine, what does it look like to play games all day long?" ”

"It's your business." Fu Ya snorted softly, she lowered her head, and put on the headphones again, obviously not wanting to talk to Fu Cheng more.

Seeing this, Fu Cheng was furious in his heart, and he directly snatched Fu Ya's mobile phone and threw it on the marble coffee table with a clatter.

Fu Ya's movements were still as if she had just played the game, and after a while, her fingers raised in the air finally moved, raised her head, and looked at Fu Cheng with an expressionless face.