"Hmph, this isn't even traditional medicine, it's an elixir, okay? If a few medicinal ingredients could change the properties, then my elixir-making would be a complete failure." Song Xiaodong thought to himself.
"Vice President Zhao, I've already calculated the dosage for this traditional medicine, and matched it with those few ingredients I carefully selected with a relatively strong flavor. This can just achieve the effect of treating chickenpox."
Vice President Zhao was listening in a fog, feeling dubious and disbelieving, but the four patients treated yesterday did indeed show improvement. Speaking with facts, he still had some admiration for Song Xiaodong's medical skill.
"Mr. Song's medical skill is excellent, I, as an old man, admire it!"
"Vice President Zhao, you're being polite."
