Wang Shiman chuckled, "Dashan, no one doubts your medical skill, it's just the prescription you left behind…"
Thinking of this, Wang Shiman's beautiful eyes widened, "Could it be that Divine Doctor Zhang? Will Miss Qin really vomit blood incessantly?"
Wang Shiman had never questioned Chen Dashan's medical skill.
Chen Dashan nodded.
Immediately, Wang Shiman felt a wave of joy and exhaled with satisfaction, "Humph, serves them right! Especially that bastard Yan Shao, for insulting you like that! Just wait until Miss Qin starts vomiting blood, he'll get what he deserves!"
"I was also too impulsive. In fact, our pharmaceutical factory doesn't have the prescription, and most of our orders come from Qin Hailong. If we offend him, I won't have a good explanation for the hundreds of workers."
"Now that I have your word, I can finally put my mind at ease."
Wang Shiman felt completely relaxed and drove Chen Dashan back to the hotel.
