Ye Chuyi had just finished a surgery; four hours of intense work without food or water had left her both tired and hungry.
She peeled open a chocolate, popped it into her mouth to replenish her energy, and asked vaguely, "So you mean to say Qi Hospital made a billion in three days?"
The assistant, stomping her feet in frustration, said, "Far more than that! They're also using your name to push patients to buy all kinds of expensive drugs. Someone has already exposed them; their drugs are high-copy, with very low cost and much worse efficacy than the real ones, yet they sell for ten times the price of the genuine drugs! You've been severely criticized because of this!"
Ye Chuyi slightly tugged at the corner of her lips, "On one hand, they ferociously criticize me, and on the other, they're rushing to Qi Hospital to get my consultation and buy the so-called drugs I recommend. They must be quite ill, too."
