"No need to check, it's definitely correct," Manager Chen said politely. "These are the bills from Taikang Pharmaceuticals. Chairman, please take a look."
"I'll look at these later. I've just taken over the company and I see a lot of staff idling around. What's going on?" Lu Fan asked.
"This..." Manager Chen stammered. "The pharmaceutical business is not doing well, and everyone has no work, which is why it has become like this."
"You are in charge of the company and should understand it. Why is business not doing well?" Lu Fan asked.
"Taikang Pharmaceuticals has been losing talent, leading to a gradual decline in drug research and development, and a gradual decrease in sales," Manager Chen said helplessly. "Before Mr. Lu took over, it was already on the verge of collapse."
"Is it just drug research and development?" Lu Fan nodded, picked up a pen, and wrote out a prescription. "Here are the methods for refining several pills. They should have a significant impact on the market. Arrange for them to be produced in bulk. If these pills can be mass-produced, they should be able to revive the company."
Looking at the prescription, Manager Chen was as if injected with a stimulant. "Mr. Lu actually has a prescription? Is the effect of this Yangxin Pill really that powerful?"
"Just do as I say!" Lu Fan waved his hand. "If there are any problems with the work, feel free to speak up."
"There are no problems with the work, but the process of refining pills is complicated. If there isn't a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner to oversee it, there might be chaos," Manager Chen said repeatedly.
"That's fine. I'll invite a divine doctor to be in charge tomorrow. When the Yangxin Pill is mass-produced, I hope there won't be any problems," Lu Fan said directly.
"I will definitely not disappoint Mr. Lu!" Manager Chen stood up straight, instantly filled with fighting spirit.
Before, the company was leaderless, but Lu Fan's arrival gave him hope, not for any other reason, but solely for Lu Fan's drive, which was enough for him to feel this way.
After leaving Taikang Pharmaceuticals, Lu Fan did not go back but went to the Divine Doctor's Clinic.
"Ancestor, why do you have time to come here!"
Bai Xiaosheng was seeing a patient and quickly got up to greet him, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
Many patients nearby looked at Lu Fan with surprise. Bai Xiaosheng was called a young divine doctor and was very skilled, but he called Lu Fan his ancestor. This seniority was too much.
"Just call me Mr. Lu. I cannot bear the title of ancestor," Lu Fan glared. "Where is your master?"
"He's out," Bai Xiaosheng said helplessly. "A very important figure's child had an accident and is at Qingzhou Affiliated Hospital."
"When will he be back?" Lu Fan asked again.
"He should be back soon," Bai Xiaosheng said quickly. "Mr. Lu, please have a seat for a while. It shouldn't be long."
Lu Fan nodded and sat down. For Taikang Pharmaceuticals to refine pills, it was necessary to have a traditional Chinese medicine master to ensure peace of mind. The person he thought of was naturally Zhao Handong.
Not long after, a luxury car stopped at the Divine Doctor's Clinic. Zhao Handong got out, but he had a worried look on his face, as if something had happened.
"Master, you're finally here." Bai Xiaosheng went forward and said, "Mr. Lu is waiting for you!"
"Is my master here?" Zhao Handong was overjoyed. When he arrived at the backyard of the Divine Doctor's Clinic, Lu Fan was drinking tea with a refreshed look.
"Master, why have you come?" Zhao Handong cupped his fists and said, "You are truly a rare visitor."
"I've opened a pharmaceutical company, and refining medicinal materials requires the control of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. I wonder if you're interested," Lu Fan said with a smile. "The salary will certainly not be lacking."
"Master, what are you saying? My medical skills have been able to improve further because of you. As long as Master gives the word, I will go through fire and water without hesitation," Zhao Handong said solemnly.
"Then it's easy to handle!" Lu Fan nodded. "Tomorrow, you will go to Taikang Pharmaceuticals and serve as the drug supervisor!"
"This matter is not urgent!" Zhao Handong said quickly. "I have something I would like to ask Master for help with."
"What is it?" Lu Fan asked curiously. "When you just came in, I could tell something was wrong with your expression. Have you encountered something? Is there something you don't understand?"
"I was invited to Qingzhou Affiliated Hospital to see a patient today, and even I am helpless," Zhao Handong said helplessly. "Master, your medical skills are vast and even superior to mine. If you were to personally handle it, there should be no problem."
"What is that person's illness?" Lu Fan asked. "I am proficient in all sorts of difficult and complicated diseases."
"That child is only six or seven years old. His face is glowing purple, and he probably doesn't have much time left," Zhao Handong said helplessly. "Qingzhou Affiliated Hospital has exhausted all its resources, but there has still been no effect."
"There's such a thing!" Lu Fan said with a hint of curiosity. "I need to see the condition before I can know the depth of this illness."
"Why don't Master come with me?" Zhao Handong said repeatedly. "I have some connections with the dean of Qingzhou. If he hadn't invited me, I wouldn't have acted rashly, but unfortunately, I returned without success."
"Since it's your friend, I'll go and take a look. As for whether I can cure it, I'm not too sure," Lu Fan shrugged.
"Thank you, Master!" Zhao Handong was delighted. With Lu Fan's intervention, this matter should not be difficult.
Arriving at Qingzhou Hospital, led by Zhao Handong, Lu Fan went to the ward and saw a child receiving an IV drip, but he was still unconscious, with a pale face and dark lips.
"Master, what is this illness?" Zhao Handong asked. "I have never seen this illness before. In my fifty years of practice, I have never encountered such a situation."
Lu Fan took a look and frowned. "How long has this child been unconscious?"
"It's been about a month, and the condition is getting worse," Zhao Handong said directly. "Many national medical masters have been invited, but they are all helpless."
"This is not an illness, but something unclean has attached itself," Lu Fan shook his head. "It cannot be cured by acupuncture alone."
"This..."
Zhao Handong looked somewhat embarrassed. He did not believe in ghosts and spirits. If these words were not spoken by Lu Fan, he would not have believed them.
"You don't believe me?" Lu Fan gave a wry smile. "But I suppose so. You are just an ordinary doctor and do not understand the secrets of the Eight Trigrams!"
"Master, your knowledge is vast, and you must have a way!" Zhao Handong said seriously.
"I'll try. I'll use acupuncture with the Eight Trigrams, plus my own power, and it won't be difficult to expel the thing from him," Lu Fan said directly.
Zhao Handong looked delighted. If it really succeeded, he would have helped the dean of Qingzhou.
This child's identity was not simple, and the dean of Qingzhou had been worried for a month. If it could be resolved, it would be even better.
Lu Fan took out silver needles, found the acupoints on the child, and then began acupuncture. This child was attached by something unclean, and besides acupuncture, Lu Fan also set up the Eight Trigrams to expel that unclean thing.
Just then, several attending physicians walked in and frowned when they saw the scene before them. "Who are you people? How dare you perform acupuncture here! Do you know the patient's condition!"