"Follow this for the content of the message." Jiang Tingchen pointed to the draft text message on his phone screen and said to Ning Nanxue, "The wording should be obscure, but just enough to make him think about it."

Ning Nanxue carefully read the text message and nodded, "Okay, if we send it like this, Fu Chen will definitely think too much given his personality."

The text message read: [Mr. Fu, how are you feeling lately? I heard you're taking some medications. Do you understand all of their ingredients and potential side effects? Long-term use of some medications may have unexpected effects. I suggest you learn more about them for your own health.]

Manager Song exclaimed in amazement, "Brilliant, truly brilliant! This tactic of 'stealthily crossing Chencang' will definitely be a hundred times more effective than us just charging in and questioning Xu Zhiru."

Ning Nanxue smiled and said, "I hope Mr. Fu can understand our good intentions."

"What did Secretary Chen say?" Jiang Tingchen looked at Ning Nanxue.

"I've already talked to Secretary Chen, he knows what to do." Ning Nanxue replied.

"Okay, then let's wait for Secretary Chen's news." Jiang Tingchen smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence.

As the lights came on, in the president's office of Fu Group, Fu Chen rubbed his temples tiredly.

Since reducing his medication dosage, his headaches and irritability have become more frequent. Although he is not as lethargic as before, the physical discomfort has made him even more uneasy.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?" Fu Chen cursed softly, picked up the medicine bottle on the table and looked at it carefully.

He had read the label on the medicine bottle countless times, but apart from the manufacturer and some professional terms, he couldn't understand any of the ingredients.

"Xu Zhiru said this is a medicine specially prepared for me by the doctor, which can relieve my anxiety and depression." Fu Chen murmured to himself, "But why do I feel more and more wrong?"

Just then, the phone vibrated and a text message came in quietly.

Fu Chen picked up the phone, took a look at the text message, and frowned instantly.

Anonymous text messages?

"Care about my health?" Fu Chen sneered. The only person who cares about his health now is probably Xu Zhiru, right?

However, the content of the text message made him feel a chill in his heart.

"What are the full ingredients and potential side effects of the medication?"

"Long-term use may have some unexpected effects?"

These words, like needles, pricked Fu Chen's sensitive nerves.

His physical condition has indeed been getting worse recently. He suffers from headaches, insomnia, irritability, and anger. Are these symptoms really normal reactions to the medication?

Or is it really an "unexpected impact" as the text message said?

Fu Chen's heart began to waver.

He put down the medicine bottle, turned on the computer, and searched for keywords such as "side effects of psychiatric drugs."

The dense array of professional terms and medical terms on the screen dazzled him.

But he still patiently browsed through them one by one.

Headache, nausea, vomiting, insomnia, anxiety, depression, irritability, anger, and even drug dependence and withdrawal reactions...

The more Fu Chen looked, the more frightened he became. He had almost all of these symptoms!

Especially the words "withdrawal reaction" made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

Could his recent physical discomfort really be due to withdrawal symptoms caused by reducing the dosage of medication?

If this is true, then why did Xu Zhiru and that doctor give him such a drug with such serious side effects?

Could it be that they are really hiding something?

Fu Chen's heart was completely confused.

He stood up suddenly and paced back and forth in the office, his mind in a mess.

No, he must find out what is going on!

He picked up his phone and called Secretary Chen.

"Mr. Fu, do you have any instructions?" Secretary Chen's usual respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Secretary Chen, please come to my office now." Fu Chen's voice was low, with a hint of urgency that was barely perceptible.

"Okay, Mr. Fu, I'll be there right away." Secretary Chen replied.

A few minutes later, Secretary Chen knocked on the door and walked into the office.

"Mr. Fu, are you looking for me?" Secretary Chen asked respectfully.

Fu Chen looked at Secretary Chen with sharp eyes, "Secretary Chen, let me ask you, how much do you know about psychotropic drugs?"

Secretary Chen was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Fu Chen to suddenly ask this question.

He thought for a moment and replied cautiously, "Mr. Fu, I don't know much about psychiatric drugs. I only know that they have significant side effects and are easily addictive. Long-term use is definitely not good for your health."

Fu Chen stared at Secretary Chen's face, trying to see something from his expression.

"Big side effects? Dependence?" Fu Chen muttered to himself, his voice terribly low.

"Yes, Mr. Fu." Secretary Chen nodded, his tone sincere. "I've read some reports before. Some unscrupulous clinics, in order to make a profit, will abuse psychiatric drugs and prescribe unnecessary medications to patients. Long-term use not only causes harm to the body, but also makes patients dependent on the drugs. Once the drugs are stopped, various withdrawal reactions will occur, which is very painful."

Secretary Chen said this while carefully observing Fu Chen's reaction.

He knew that the words he said were like pebbles, causing ripples in Fu Chen's heart.

Fu Chen's expression became increasingly gloomy, and his eyes became increasingly terrifying.

"Abuse of psychotropic drugs? For profit?" Fu Chen's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Yes, Mr. Fu," Secretary Chen continued, "some private clinics nowadays will do anything to make money. Patients are their cash cows. They prescribe as much medicine as possible and use it for as long as possible, without caring about the patient's life or death."

Fu Chen clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He thought of Xu Zhiru, the clinic, Dr. Li, and the unknown medicines he took every day.

Could it be that all this is really an elaborate scam as Secretary Chen said?

Xu Zhiru, is she really lying to him?

Once this idea came into being, it grew wildly in his mind like weeds and could no longer be contained.

Fu Chen suddenly raised his head and looked at Secretary Chen, his eyes filled with anger and suspicion.

"Secretary Chen, is what you said true?" Fu Chen's voice trembled slightly.

Secretary Chen nodded without hesitation. "Mr. Fu, everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can check it out online. There are too many cases of abuse of psychotropic drugs. Many victims have been harmed by those unscrupulous clinics."

Fu Chen didn't say anything, but just stared at Secretary Chen with a complicated and incomprehensible look in his eyes.