Wang Fengxian's face immediately became gloomy.
She was sitting on the table in the dermatology department. When she heard these words, she knew that she had said the wrong thing.
Her attitude softened more than a little.
The tone also changed from questioning to pleading for peace.
"Doctor Zhao, I don't know what benefit Yang Qiu gave you, but if you just give me the antidote, I'll give you double what she gave you!"
"Nurse Wang, I don't know why you have such an illusion, but I must tell you frankly that from a dermatological point of view, you don't have any disease."
Wang Fengxian scratched her arm and looked at Dr. Zhao in disbelief.
"Doctor Zhao, do I look like I'm healthy? Tell me the truth, did you give me some medicine?"
Doctor Zhao closed his eyes, veins bulging on his forehead.
He originally thought that his gentle words could calm Wang Fengxian down.
Who would have thought that she would not only become worse, but also rely on him.
Doctor Zhao first said in a cold voice:
"Nurse Wang, have you been reading too many novels? This is modern society. How can there be any toxins that medical machines can't detect?"
After a pause, Dr. Zhao was unwilling to give Wang Fengxian the opportunity to continue to quibble, so he continued:
"Nurse Wang, instead of thinking about these things, maybe you should go see a psychiatrist first. Maybe it's because of a mental problem that you've become so suspicious and blame everything on others."
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