Chapter 967: How can a quack doctor be of any use?

"Wha...what?!"

Hearing this, Shi Kunhao staggered suddenly, and his face instantly turned pale.

Then he rushed out, grabbed the assistant's collar, and asked urgently, "Which hospital are you talking about having an accident?!"

"It's not just one company, it's...several companies!"

The assistant said with a trembling voice and an earthy face.

"How can it be......"

Shi Kunhao was horrified. Before he finished speaking, his chest suddenly felt tight. His body swayed suddenly and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the assistant hurriedly took action to hold his arm.

Lin Yu frowned when he heard the assistant's words, and a trace of worry flashed across his expression. He was obviously extremely worried. If the situation was true, many patients might have lost their lives this time.

Chang Qiong on the side also changed his face when he heard this. He hurriedly stepped over and said to Shi Kunhao, "Deputy Shi, don't worry, let's go to the scene first and then talk about it. Maybe it's not the problem of the medicine, but the doctor below.

Something went wrong while taking the medicine!"

Lin Yu sneered when he heard this, glanced at Chang Qiong with disdain, and sneered secretly in his heart. He was indeed a member of the Xuanyi Sect. Before he knew the situation, he was already eager to blame the doctor below.

Pushed.

"Yes, yes, maybe there was something wrong with the doctor below when he was using the medicine!"

Shi Kunhao also nodded repeatedly, but there was already a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. He also knew that what he said was pure nonsense. Such serious adverse drug reactions broke out in so many hospitals at the same time. How could it be the doctor's problem?

"Let's go to the hospital first!"

Shi Kunhao couldn't wait to grab his coat, and no longer bothered to talk to Lin Yu and the others, he called his assistant and Chang Qiong and ran outside quickly.

When he went out, Shi Kunhao shouted angrily at the people watching outside, "Go ahead and do whatever the hell you have to do, be prepared for emergencies!"

After hearing this, everyone immediately dispersed. The room that had been so noisy just now suddenly became quiet, and only Lin Yu and Li Qianjue were left.

Li Qianjue glanced at Lin Yu at a loss, and when he saw Shi Kunhao and others running away, he drew his sword and looked around with a feeling of emptiness, and asked Lin Yu, "Jia Rong, what should we do?!"

Lin Yu squinted at the door and seemed not to have heard what he said at all. He clenched his fists and said in a sad and angry voice, "I said it a long time ago... I said it a long time ago...

..”

Li Qianjue was startled slightly, and his expression suddenly became serious. He knew that after hearing the news just now, Lin Yu had already focused his attention on these patients who were dying due to adverse reactions caused by traditional Chinese medicine injections.

Although Lin Yu was deprived of everything he had as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, the blood of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor will always flow in his bones, so what he worries about most at this time is still these patients!

Li Qianjue sighed softly and asked tentatively, "Jiarong, do you...want to come with us and have a look?!"

Lin Yu looked sad when he heard this, lowered his head gently, sighed, and whispered, "Forget it..."

Although he still misses these patients in his heart, he has experienced the ups and downs of people's hearts. Even if he still has his original intention to save people as a Chinese medicine practitioner, his determination to move forward has long since disappeared!

"Then... what should we do now?"

Li Qianjue sighed softly. They came to Shi Kunhao to ask for someone, but now Shi Kunhao ran away first. He didn't know what to do for a while.

"follow me!"

Lin Yu's face darkened, and he took Li Qianjue out, intending to go to Hao Ningyuan's office upstairs. However, as soon as they reached the stairs, they saw Hao Ningyuan hurried down from upstairs with his secretary.

"Uncle Hao!"

Lin Yu's face lit up when he saw Hao Ningyuan, and he hurried forward to greet him, saying anxiously, "Where are you going?!"

"Where else can we go? Of course to the hospital. Many patients are dying due to adverse reactions caused by injections of traditional Chinese medicine injections!"

Hao Ningyuan said eagerly, then took Lin Yu's hand and said urgently, "Jiarong, just in time, you come with me, maybe you can help!"

Normally, Lin Yu would definitely agree to go with him without hesitation, but to his surprise, Lin Yu suddenly reached out and pulled his hand away, smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and said softly: "

Uncle Hao, don’t tell me that I no longer have a Chinese medicine qualification certificate and am not qualified to treat people’s illnesses. Even if I am qualified, people wouldn’t let me, a quack doctor, treat them!”

Although his expression and tone were calm when he said this, his heart was turbulent, as if someone was holding a hammer and a chisel, hammer after hammer, chisel after chisel, chipping away at the faith in his heart!

Hao Ningyuan was slightly startled when he heard Lin Yu's words, and then hurriedly advised, "Jia Rong, the current situation is special. I can help you get your medical qualifications..."

Lin Yu waved his hand to Hao Ningyuan with a dark expression, and said in a low voice, "Uncle Hao, no need, Shu Jiarong can't help you with this matter..."

When he said this, he felt a huge sense of exhaustion from his heart to his body.

Nowadays, he is really tired. Even if his identity as a doctor is restored, he does not want to continue to engage in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, because since he has regarded the revival of traditional Chinese medicine as his lifelong ambition, he has always regarded himself as a burning stick.

He is a wax torch that burns itself to illuminate others. He is not afraid that the candle will turn into ashes before his tears dry up. He is only afraid that after the tears begin to dry up, he will be infamy for the ages!

"Minister Hao, don't be so hard on your family!"

Li Qianjue also persuaded him at this time, "You also know what kind of person Jia Rong is. He can be said to have dedicated his whole life for those patients, but how did the families of those patients treat him in the end?! Even if Jia Rong's heart is made of a furnace,
Chapter completed!