Wu Mei kicked the door open and stood in front of Bi Fang with the medicine in her hand.
Bi Fang was training with the rehabilitation equipment at the end of the bed. Seeing her angry expression, he silently shifted his gaze to look out the window.
Wu Mei's voice was cold as she interrogated him, "Were you the one who changed the medicine?"
Bi Fang nodded and admitted, "That's right. I'm a doctor, so I know what kind of medicine is best for my health."
Wu Mei poured out the soup bowl and narrowed her eyes as she stared at his haggard and dispirited side profile. She said, "Although the composition of this soup will allow you to recover quickly, you know the side effects of the aggressive drug better than anyone else! Consuming it for a few days over a period of time will cause your hands to tremble and your body to have sequelae!"
"This means that you will no longer be able to stand in front of the operating table or perform any meticulous work!"
