"Zhang, as an expert in gastroenterology, take a look at this prescription list, this is an appendicitis case— Is this how it should be treated?"
Elder An nodded slightly without asking any further questions. Then he turned his head to another expert and handed over the medical order in his hand.
The doctor, named Zhang, whom Elder An had called upon, never expected Elder An to suddenly call on him. With due respect, he accepted the prescription list. The moment he looked at it, his complexion changed, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Well? What about the prescription issued here? Do you usually prescribe medication this way?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Elder An's mouth as he looked at the doctor with a pale face.
"No, no, that's... Elder An is joking, I have never prescribed like that."
