The Almighty God of War of the Female President

When Lao Zhao heard him talking about fake medicines, the flame of hope was rekindled in his eyes.

Ye Xiang thought, he was fooled by the fake anti-cancer drug and delayed the treatment time.

"If you want to get fake medicine money, even if I give you half in return, I'm willing."

Zhao Yihuan said to him on the road.

"It's not about the money."

Ye Xiang said:
"This may be a major case of manufacturing and selling counterfeit drugs. There was a case in Shenzhen before. A group of people even publicly established a pharmaceutical company to manufacture fake anti-cancer drugs in China, export them to the United States, and then import them into China. The cost price of the bottle, sold to cancer patients, costs tens of thousands of yuan, 10,000+ yuan, and the most expensive bottle is 40 yuan."

"This group of people really has no conscience, they don't even have the basics of humanity."

Zhao Yihuan said angrily:
"Patients are cheated out of their money, how can they still be human?"

Ye Xiang said angrily:

"There are still some doctors who take a rebate of [-]% to [-]% to [-]%, regardless of the patient's life and death, and have no medical ethics at all."

Zhao Yihuan's eyes widened in surprise:

"Is there such a high rebate? How much rebate will they get for the 40 bottle of medicine?"

Ye Xiang said:
"That's why these fake drugs can enter the hospital."

"Who is your grandfather's attending doctor?"

Zhao Yihuan said:

"It's a beautiful doctor."

Walking to the door of the doctor's office, Ye Xiang's eyes lit up, and there was really a dazzlingly beautiful female doctor sitting inside.She is about 40 years old, with fair skin, plump figure, and beautiful face, which is somewhat similar to the image of Concubine Yang in the movie.

She is big in everything, and she is white. She has been raised so fat by kickbacks.

"It's her, her name is Zhuang Qianling."

Zhao Yihuan muttered to Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang followed her in.

Zhao Yihuan blushed, walked up to Zhuang Qianling, and said a little excitedly:
"Doctor Ye, this medicine."

She didn't even dare to say the word fake medicine.

"What's wrong with the medicine?"

Zhuang Qianling raised her head and asked expressionlessly.

Zhao Yihuan looked at Ye Xiang, Ye Xiang said without hesitation:

"This medicine is fake."

"what?"

Zhuang Qianling's fair and beautiful face was pulled down with a brush, and she asked sharply:

"Why do you say it's fake? Huh? Where are you from?"

The other three doctors in the doctor's office all turned to look at them.

"The label on the bottle is Harvey anti-cancer drug, but there is no anti-cancer drug in the capsule."

Ye Xiang said neither humble nor overbearing:

"It's made purely from fructose and starch. Fructose, the most common sugar, is found in honey, fruit and sugar cane. Starch, it's just thickening."

"Are you a pharmacist?"

Zhuang Qianling heard him speak so professionally, looked him up and down, and became a little nervous.

"I'm not a pharmacist?"

"Then you are a doctor?"

"I'm not a doctor either."

"Then why do you say that the medicine is fake?"

Zhuang Qianling raised her voice, her face turned purple, and she was about to explode with anger:

"Do you know the consequences of saying that?"

Another male doctor came to help Zhuang Qianling:

"You seem to know medicine very well, so tell me, what should be the ingredients of anticancer drugs?"

Ye Xiang was silent.

"Are you guessing?"

The male doctor glanced at the door and said:

"Young man, you can't speak nonsense like this. Nonsense will lead to serious consequences, understand?"

Zhao Yihuan looked at Ye Xiang, too nervous to breathe.

Only then did Ye Xiang say:
"Currently known anticancer drug ingredients in the world include camptothecin, harringtonine, paclitaxel isolated from red bean bark, etc. But this capsule contains none of these ingredients."

"Ah? You know this too?"

After the male doctor was surprised, he hurriedly asked:
"How do you know that there are no such ingredients in the capsule? This can only be known by testing with professional equipment."

He took a deep look at Zhuang Qianling.

Ye Xiang could understand that kind of look, the two of them had never had a relationship between men and women, so they wouldn't have this kind of look.

Zhuang Qianling glanced back at him gratefully, and yelled at Ye Xiang:
"Who the hell are you? You just talk nonsense here without evidence. You want to ruin the reputation of our hospital, don't you?"

"You want to make a medical fuss, don't you? Please get out, this is a doctor's office, you are not qualified to come in."

Such a beautiful female doctor is so arrogant, without any feminine tenderness.

Zhuang Qianling was frothing, and stood up to chase Ye Xiang:

"Go away, you are not allowed to enter the doctor's office again."

Ye Xiang stood there motionless, grinning and mockingly said:
"Doctor Ye, you are so fierce, why are you in such a hurry? Are you feeling guilty and afraid after taking high kickbacks?"

Zhuang Qianling was stunned for a moment, then croaked loudly:
"You bastard, you dare to frame me, I want to sue you."

As she spoke, she rushed forward angrily, wanting to slap Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang won't fight with her, good men don't fight with women.But he couldn't let her slap her, so he stretched out his hand to push her, and he pushed right into her thick softness.

"Huh? You're still playing hooligans."

Zhuang Qianling screamed, going crazy with anger:

"Doctor Zhang, call this hooligan quickly."

Zhao Yihuan was stunned by this sudden scene.

Doctor Zhang really came over and wanted to beat Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang pointed at them and said:
"Don't move your hands. If you do, just move my fingers lightly, and you will become disabled."

"That's a doctor's trouble. Yes, it's a real doctor's trouble, a doctor's trouble."

A group of onlookers gathered around the door of the office.

Ye Xiang raised his voice angrily and said:

"You don't care about the life and death of patients, you take kickbacks, and you are so fierce that you want to beat people. I don't think you are qualified to be doctors anymore."

Both Zhuang Qianling and Dr. Zhang were ashamed and annoyed, but they were frightened by his steady manner and words, and stood there motionless.

"Come on, let's go to the top to reflect."

Ye Xiang turned around and took Zhao Yihuan out.

They went back to the ward, talked to Grandpa Zhao Yihuan, and then went out to report to the relevant departments.

Just now, he took a look at her grandfather's lungs. His lungs had turned black and hardened, and were completely controlled by cancer cells. No matter what medicine he took, it was useless. He didn't stay for long, so he came out shaking his head and sighing.

Zhao Yihuan has a car, a green mini sports car.

Ye Xiang sat in the co-pilot seat, Zhao Yihuan sat in the cab, turned around and asked him:

"Where do we go to reflect?"

"Let's go to the Health Bureau first."

Ye Xiang turned to look at her and said.

Zhao Yihuan drove the car out and said:
"Just now, I was scared to death. I thought you were talking nonsense. I didn't expect you to speak so professionally. Even several doctors were shocked. Why are you so rich in knowledge?"

As she spoke, she glanced at him affectionately and asked:
"Ye Xiang, is my grandfather still alive?"

"Oh, it's late, I'm afraid time is running out."

Ye Xiang told the truth.

Zhao Yihuan said with a dark expression:
"I grew up in the hands of my grandfather, and I really don't want him to leave."