Douluo: You call this a toy

When she arrived at Jishi Hall, she saw Liu Xueru standing outside, frowning and looking forward to it. When she saw Yang Fan, her expression didn't change.

"Why are you calling me so urgently?"

Coming closer, Yang Fan asked.

"The medical center received a complaint that a patient who took Aconitum had a serious adverse reaction. It was said that there was a problem with the medicinal materials. He wanted to report it to the medical center and his family members would bring him in shortly."

Liu Xueru briefly explained the situation. As for how serious it was and whether it was a side effect of Aconitum, she was not sure, so she had to ask Yang Fan to explain or solve it.

After hearing this, Yang Fan felt uncertain and slightly panicked. However, when he thought of Tianmo's mobile phone, the faint panic on his face gradually calmed down.

He comforted: "There are very few side effects of Chinese medicinal materials. If a patient has an adverse reaction, it may not be caused by Aconitum."

"It's useless to say anything now. We'll wait until the patient comes."

Yang Fan felt a hint of coldness. Liu Xueru was not as enthusiastic towards him as before, thinking that she was worried about the patient's family causing trouble, and said: "This matter is due to the black head, so I should step in to solve it."

Liu Xueru nodded, thinking the same thing as Yang Fan. If the problem was caused by Aconitum, in order to preserve the reputation of the medical center, they could only shift the responsibility to Yang Fan. At worst, the medical center would bear the compensation costs.

"Why aren't you here yet? Let's go back to the hall and wait."

Liu Xueru glanced at the road, turned around and entered the building.

crunch.

Accompanied by the sound of braking, a van stopped in front of the medical center, behind Yang Fan. If he had walked half a meter forward, it would have hit him.

Will he stop the car? What should he do if he hits someone? Yang Fan looked back and saw that the back of the car was opened, and a few gangster-looking men carried out a stretcher. On it lay a man of about thirty years old, with a pale face and a trembling mouth. Foaming out.

"Step aside."

One of them shouted angrily, carrying the patient and storming into the hall.

It's really a bad sign, Yang Fan follows closely behind.

Some patients who were waiting to see a doctor looked over curiously.

Nurse Xiaolian stretched out her hand to stop her, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"We're killing people, what do you think we're going to do? Tell your boss to get out!"

The man who spoke had a loud voice, yellow hair, a dragon tattooed on his arm, and a gold chain as thick as a thumb hanging around his neck. He had an extremely arrogant attitude.

Liu Xueru was sitting in the rest area. Knowing that trouble was coming at her door, she couldn't hide away, so she came over.

"I'm the boss here."

The yellow-haired man looked up and down a few times, his throat moved involuntarily, and his eyes fell greedily on Liu Xueru's pretty face.

"It's you, have you seen this person on the stretcher? He is my brother. After taking your Wu He Qing, look what he has become. His eyes are bleeding, he is foaming at the mouth, and his face is so swollen that I don't even recognize him. Anyway, if I don’t give you an explanation today, you won’t be able to open the medical clinic.”

"Yes, there is a problem with the medicinal materials. If we don't give a satisfactory explanation, we ask reporters to expose it."

"Everyone, please stop seeing the doctor and leave quickly. My cousin is a living example. He came here alive and well and went back lying down. If you don't want to die, go to a regular hospital."

……

Liu Xueru looked at the troublemakers with cold eyes and said calmly: "Whether it's a problem with Aconitum or not is not up to you. Let our experts in the hall take a look at the patient first."

Liu Shiyuan had already come forward angrily. After observing the patient on the stretcher, he squatted down and tried to feel the pulse, but was pushed down by Huang Mao.

"I can't trust the people in your medical center. As long as you're not blind, you can tell how heavy my brother is!"

"Where did you buy Wu Baiqing? Call the guy who sells fake medicine. I want to ask him face to face."

The yellow-haired man roared pitifully.

"I supply Aconitum to the medical clinic. If you have any problem, come to me."

Yang Fan had carefully observed several people who had tattoos on their bodies, and realized that they were not good people.

"It's you?"

The yellow-haired man glanced at Yang Fan several times.

"The unscrupulous businessman has killed me. Brother, don't give him any nonsense."

The man on the stretcher opened his eyes and glanced at Yang Fan, looking weak.

"Since I admit that the medicinal materials are yours, it's easy to handle. For 200 million, I will take people to Kyoto for medical treatment. Otherwise, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Food and Drug Administration, and the media reporters will all have my friends and I will bankrupt you."

"Brother Yang, this is blackmail. Don't pay attention to him. I don't think the patient is suffering from Aconitum."

After checking the patient's condition, Liu Shiyuan gave Yang Fan a reminder.

"Old guy, you have no right to speak here, get out of here."

The yellow-haired man raised his fist and threatened.

Liu Shiyuan glared, "Try hitting me, come on."

The yellow-haired man retracted his hand angrily. He was not a fool. Liu Shiyuan's arms and legs were old, so it would not be a big deal if he injured his muscles and bones. "I'll settle the score with you after I resolve the matter with him."

He turned to Yang Fan and said, "Should you pay me obediently, or come with us to Kyoto for treatment?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Let me ask a few questions."

"Mother-in-law, hurry up, my brother is still waiting for treatment."

The yellow-haired man urged impatiently.

"Hey, when did you buy the medicine, and when did you experience adverse reactions after drinking it?"

The man on the stretcher didn't even open his eyes when he heard the question, "Yesterday afternoon, an old man prescribed five doses. I drank one dose this morning and that's it."

"How many medicines are there in total, do you remember?"

"Just one kind. It looks like spinach."

"Do you feel any discomfort after drinking it?"

"Dizziness, eye pain, seeing red things, nausea, feeling like vomiting, body all swollen..."

He said a lot of things in one breath, as if he had memorized them beforehand.

Yang Fan took a look at the remaining medicinal materials. It was indeed Aconitum Green, and the dosage was correct. How could there be so many side effects? Judging from the fact that the other party asked for 200 million, he was more ruthless than Li Kui.

"Do you remember what time you drank?"

The patient didn't understand what Yang Fan meant, so he thought for a moment and said, "09:30."

Yang Fan glanced down at him, "Are you sure about 09:30?"

That’s right, I even looked at the time at that time. "

After getting the answer he wanted, Yang Fan concluded that this man's symptoms were definitely not caused by Aconitum, because he had taken it himself, and the effect lasted for at least more than an hour. It was less than eleven o'clock, and he had no reaction.

He also used Tianmo's mobile phone to scan him and verified his speculation. He did not take Aconitum at all, but took an overdose of western medicine. His true intention was self-evident, extortion.

This incident has had an impact on the medical clinic, and it can only be eliminated by clarifying it in public and proving that it is not a problem caused by Aconitum.

It was obvious that he was well prepared. The target was not the medical center but him. He had to think of Manager Zheng of the pharmaceutical company and Brother Four Eyes. They even suspected Sun Shanfei. If he wanted to know who was behind the scenes, he could only ask the stretcher. Go to this patient.

"Friend, I am very responsible to tell you that your situation has nothing to do with Aconitum, and you didn't drink at all, right?"

"You want to shirk the responsibility, right? Do you mean that we have enough to eat and have nothing to do to cause trouble?"

The yellow-haired man relied on his strength to press his chest against Yang Fan arrogantly.

"My opponent is just looking for trouble. Tell me honestly who ordered you to do this. I will give you double the amount of money the other party gave you."

"Do you know what integrity is? How could I..."

The man on the stretcher hurriedly closed his mouth.