Making Great Fortune Overnight

"The public opinion in these days is not very optimistic. It is attacking us and supporting the leap of Baiyao. We are unable to make our own explanation in the face of the turbulent public opinion. It is very weak and no one will listen to it."

"And the public opinion is also one-sided now, and all believe that the secret recipe is Yang Zhanguo."

"Mr. Qin, I don't know what to say. I think the most rational way for us now is to reconcile with Yang Zhanguo and compensate them for some money to get understanding."

"In the morning, Yuejin pharmaceutical's lawyer also called me and told me that if you go around and say that their white medicine is defective, they will sue you for slander."

"Dr. Qin, let's throw in the game."

"There's still a long way to go in the future. We don't have to worry about the temporary gains and losses," he said

Although the words were beautiful, Wei FA Tian also regretted that the secret recipe worth hundreds of billions was taken as his own, and several people were not crazy.

Qin Lang whispered: "this product is really defective..."

"Qin Lang, let's leave the matter to Lawyer Wei."

Lu Meichen took Qin Lang's arm: "would you like to go skiing with me for relaxation?"

Obviously, she is worried about Qin Lang's obsession.

Qin Lang smiles: "we are afraid that we can't leave..."

"Doctor, doctor, help."

At this time, a car rushed to the entrance of the Spring Festival Hall. The car had not yet stabilized, and the door opened.

Qin Lang and they turned their heads and looked at it.

A well-dressed woman with a child in her arms rushed over and called out, "doctor, help my son."

"Son, don't move, don't scratch."

Then he cried, "help my son."

The woman was in her forties, dressed in fashion and jewelled. She was holding a five-year-old child in her arms.

The child is small, but the strength is very big, at the moment while struggling to cry, a very painful look.

His left hand was bloody.

The right hand tried to scratch the left arm several times, but it was held down by the gorgeous lady.

"Mom, I itch, I itch..."

A middle-aged man ran out of the parked car and rushed into the hospital to help hold down the child's hand and yelled, "doctor, help people quickly."

Xu Xiwen and their reaction came over, while fixing the child, while cleaning up his injured arm.

But it's OK not to touch it. Once touched, the child writhed and screamed: "itch, itch..."

Xu Xiwen and they couldn't deal with it at the moment.

"I'll do it!"

Qin Lang comes forward, takes out the silver needle and pricks it a few times. The child's body is soft and his arms are weak, but he still cries out in pain.

Feng'er asked his family, "what's going on?"

"I don't know."

Seeing her son no longer struggling, the gorgeous lady's mood improved two points, but her pretty face was still anxious:

"we took him to the amusement park today. Just after coming out for a while, he yelled that his arm itched and then scratched it

"The scratch is bloody and fleshy. The more he scratched, the more crazy he is. I think something is wrong, so I hold him down."

"If you see a medical center here, bring it to have a look."

The middle-aged man also followed: "yes, he was sudden. We don't know what's going on now?"

He looked at his son lovingly, but he didn't know which tendon his son was wrong. He grasped his arm like this.

But now that he was calming down, he felt much better.

Qin Lang picked up the child's left arm to examine: "has his left arm been injured?"

"Hurt."

The gorgeous lady patted her head: "the window glass was broken yesterday afternoon, and her arm was cut by pieces."

"But the wound is not deep or long. It's only about three centimeters. We applied it twice with Feiyue Baiyao, and it stopped bleeding and scarring."

"Well, too soon, I forgot that he was hurt."

She raised her head in surprise and looked at Qin Lang: "do you think there is something wrong with Feiyue Baiyao?"

"Yes, leap white medicine."

The middle-aged man took out a bottle of ointment: "the child is now injured in this way, just with the leap of Baiyao treatment, I did not expect."

"Not enough!"

"Feiyue Baiyao is defective. It is not compatible with your child's constitution."

Qin Lang stretched out his hand to stop the other party: "he is extremely itchy, but also scratch bleeding, is the sequela of leap Baiyao."

"Although Feiyue Baiyao made your child stop bleeding and scar yesterday, it was not completely integrated because of its special characteristics, which left the wound under the scar."

"Children today play a day, sweating and exerting, and activate the white drug, so that the new meat under the scar is stimulated."

"Your child can't help tearing up the old wound to relieve itching."

Qin Lang reminds a sentence: "you take white medicine to apply again now, can make its vicious circle more and more itchy.""Defects?"

"Why is this word a little familiar?"

A gorgeous lady patted her thigh and recognized Qin Lang: "ah, I remember. Are you the one who made trouble at the press conference?"

"Yes, yes, he is the man of Yunxian pharmaceutical, who slanders the leap of Baiyao everywhere."

The middle-aged man also hit an exciting spirit: "originally is you, no wonder to seize the opportunity to leap over the white medicine splashed dirty water."

"If my son scratched like this, it's probably just a moment of emotional irritability, or the itching of Changxin meat. It has nothing to do with Feifei Baiyao."

"There is something wrong with Feiyue Baiyao. My son should have scratched him yesterday or in the morning. How can he wait until now?"

"You, what doctor are you? Your heart is too black. How dare you stigmatize such a good medicine?"

"I'm not sure about medical ethics."

"Come on, let's go to the big hospital for treatment. Don't let him murder you here."

"Boy, I tell you, you just had a few injections. If my son has something to do, I will not finish with you..."

The middle-aged man picked up his son and pointed Qin Lang's nose and said:

"my brother-in-law is from the medical department. You can't wait for bad luck."

See son quiet many, middle-aged man full of confidence, quickly with his son and wife into the car, and then a foot throttle drive to the big hospital.

Sakurai Ling couldn't stop clapping at the table:

"what kind of person is this? Help him save people, but he still looks like a cow."

Xu Xiwen and they all shook their heads.

Lu Meichen came up from the back and grasped Qin Lang's palm and said, "don't be angry. They are also eager to love their son. They can't choose what to say at the moment."

"Angry?"

Qin Lang laughed and said, "I'm just happy!"

"It's time to close the net..."

At seven o'clock in the evening, a middle-aged man and a gorgeous lady sent the child to the hospital for emergency treatment.

After an examination, the doctor decided that there was nothing serious, but the wound healed too quickly, and the new meat caused itching.

Adults can control the scratching, but the children's self-control is poor, plus a day of play, sweat soaked, so scratch up.

The doctor gave the child an anti-inflammatory injection, prescribed water and anti-inflammatory drugs, and told him that he would be OK after two days in hospital.

The middle-aged man and the gorgeous woman breathed a sigh of relief. They despised Qin Lang even more, and were very angry at his scaremongering, slandering and leaping Baiyao.

Therefore, they let their son in hospital, and at the same time, they sent a post and told the people about their experience. They should not deceive such people as Qin Lang.

After posting, they pulled out the silver needles that Qin Lang had stabbed.

"Ah --"

almost as soon as the silver needle was pulled out, the child lying in the hospital bed screamed again and reached out to scratch the newly applied Feiyue Baiyao.

Nail is also constantly digging, so that the bleeding left arm, again bloody.

The needle with the needle water hanging from the hand was also caught, and it didn't enter the palm of the right hand, but there was no pain.

He just wanted to scratch his left arm to stop his itching.

The clothes and sheets were soon bloodstained, and the child's face turned pale with pain.

The middle-aged man and gorgeous woman scared of the mobile phone dropped, and then a hold on the child shouting: "don't scratch, don't scratch!"

"Call the doctor. Call the doctor."

The gorgeous woman looked at her son's arm and cried.

Seven or eight medical staff rushed to come and pressed the child with all hands and feet. Although the wound was quickly treated, the child could not calm down.

The doctor can only use a tranquilizer to let the child sleep for a while

"Husband, husband, the child scratched again, call the doctor quickly."

At two o'clock in the morning, a gorgeous woman who didn't sleep at night saw the child wake up and wanted to scratch again, so she grabbed his right hand.

The middle-aged man who just squinted gave a thrill and rushed out to call for medical staff.

Want to cry without tears.

Although sedatives were administered at dusk, the child slept for a few hours, woke up, and then tossed and turned them over and over again, exhausting their husband and wife physically and mentally.

Medical staff also have no way, can not play sedatives for a short time, can only fix the hands of the child, exhort the family members to pay more attention.

It's just seven or eight times in a night, and every time the kids are yelling and yelling, until they're exhausted and go to sleep, they can't breathe.

It's also exhausting for the middle-aged man and his wife.

"What the hell is going on here?"

The gorgeous woman looked haggard and looked at the leap Baiyao: "is there really something wrong with this medicine?"

At 3:00 a.m., he Yaxin, who is sleeping with a quilt in his arms, feels a little itchy in his left palm.

She mumbled and scratched.

Also do not know how long, she suddenly screamed, a sharp pain poured into the palm.

And something sticky.

She was sleepless. She sat up straight and turned on the headlights. It was ok if she didn't turn on the lights.She found that the scar on her left palm had been scratched open at some time, with dozens of nail marks, blood and flesh blurred and extremely painful.

Pillows, sheets and quilts were all covered with blood.

What scares her most is that her left palm is still itchy, which makes her unable to control her scratching.

A scratch, very comfortable, can not stop the situation, but also make the wound more terrible.

"No, you can't scratch it!"

He Yaxin bit her lips and resisted the impulse to scratch again, fearing to destroy one hand.

Then, with shaking hands, she picked up her mobile phone and called 120

When he Yaxin asks for help, Qiu Gongcheng falls to the ground from the bed, covering his abdomen with pain.

The wound that had just been operated on for two days was scratched open by himself, with blood dripping and shocking.

And the heart is still trembling, as if suffered from strenuous exercise.

What makes Qiu Gongcheng's eyelids jump is that he can't help scratching when he knows that the wound is so painful.

Because he felt that there were countless ants crawling around his abdomen. He couldn't bear the itching without scratching a few times. Moreover, he felt comfortable when he scratched.

Pain and happiness.

How could this happen?

There's a problem! something the matter!

Qiu Gongcheng yelled at several nurses: "call the doctor quickly, call the doctor quickly..."

After that, Qiu Gongcheng accepted Qi with both hands and quickly carried martial arts on the bed to maintain his whole body's meridians.