Chapter 557 Asking about the Origin of the Medicine

Chapter 557 Asking about the Origin of the Medicine

Although Zhao Shuzhuo has been his close friend and work partner for many years and they trust each other, this matter involves such a bizarre reason as a mysterious space, which is difficult to explain in a short time.

Thinking of this, Wang Jianguo pretended to be calm. He turned slightly to face Grandma Dong, squeezed out a seemingly relaxed smile on his face, and tried his best to make his voice sound as steady as usual, and said:

"Grandma Dong, this medicine is miraculous, but it will take some time for it to work. Please stay here with Secretary Dong. He will definitely feel at ease with you by his side."

As he spoke, Wang Jianguo gently patted Grandma Dong's shoulder to give her a little comfort.

"We'll wait outside first. If Secretary Dong needs anything, or if you're unsure about anything, just call us at any time."

Wang Jianguo paused and looked at Grandma Dong sincerely, his eyes full of concern and respect, as if he was conveying a silent promise to her:

They will not go far and will be on standby at all times to protect Secretary Dong's safety together.

Grandma Dong nodded slightly, her eyes full of gratitude, and said softly:

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, kids. It's good to go out and get some fresh air. It's so stuffy staying in this ward for so long."

Seeing this, Wang Jianguo winked at Zhao Shuzhuo, signaling him to leave together. Although Zhao Shuzhuo was full of doubts, he also knew that this was not the time to ask questions, so he quietly followed Wang Jianguo and walked out of the ward together.

As soon as they stepped out of the ward door, the familiar smell of disinfectant in the hospital corridor hit them in the face, mixed with the hurried footsteps of medical staff coming and going and the whispered conversations of patients' families, making the two people, who were already a little nervous, feel even more complicated.

Wang Jianguo took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil. He knew that what he would face next would be a series of questions from Zhao Shuzhuo.

He must find a way to give a reasonable explanation that would not reveal the secret of the mysterious space and at the same time convince his best friend.

As soon as the two figures appeared in the corridor outside the ward, Zhao Shuzhuo was like a lit firecracker. The doubts in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he couldn't wait to take a step forward and stand in front of Wang Jianguo.

Her eyes were full of anxiety and inquiry. She stared straight into his eyes and asked:

"Jianguo, you have to tell me the truth. Where did you get the medicine? This matter is too strange. It concerns Secretary Dong's health. We must not be careless."

As he spoke, he frowned slightly, and the worry on his face became more and more intense, as if he was afraid that something might go wrong with the medicine and bring even more trouble to Secretary Dong.

Zhao Shuzhuo paused, unconsciously moved his feet a little, rubbed his hands nervously in front of him, and then asked again in rapid succession:

"Besides, I've never seen you use this medicine, let alone heard you mention it. Is it reliable? Don't do something bad with good intentions. If there is a problem with this medicine, how can we be worthy of Secretary Dong's efforts for the village over the years?"

At this moment, his voice trembled slightly because of anxiety. The light in the corridor shone on his face, reflecting the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, which showed his inner anxiety.

Wang Jianguo secretly groaned in his heart. He had expected Zhao Shuzhuo to ask this question, but the secret of the space was too bizarre. Once leaked, it might cause an uproar. He really couldn't tell him the truth at the moment.

He lowered his head slightly, avoiding Zhao Shuzhuo's gaze that seemed to see through everything. His eyes flashed quickly a few times, and his brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to respond.

After just a moment, Wang Jianguo raised his head, put on a natural expression, and lied to Zhao Shuzhuo:

"It happened to me when I was in Beijing. I was walking in a busy alley and saw a quack doctor wandering around the streets. He looked very pitiful."

As Wang Jianguo spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was lost in memories, and continued to make up:

"He was carrying a worn-out medicine box, his clothes were ragged, and he was staggering, as if he hadn't had a full meal for many days. People around him pointed at him, and few wanted to pay attention to him."

"I am a soft-hearted person. Seeing how pitiful he was, I gave him some of the dry food I brought with me and bought him a bowl of hot noodle soup."

At this point, Wang Jianguo sighed softly, as if he really felt the same way as the situation at that time.

"After the doctor had his fill, he burst into tears of gratitude and insisted on repaying me. He rummaged through his tattered medicine box and finally took out this pill. He said it was made from a secret recipe passed down from his ancestors and was very effective for all kinds of acute illnesses."

"He said he was a vagrant and didn't have anything valuable, so he gave me this medicine and told me to keep it well in case I needed it."

"I didn't take it too seriously at the time. I thought I was young and strong, so I didn't need this thing, so I put it away. I didn't expect Secretary Dong to be in this situation today. I suddenly remembered this medicine."

Wang Jianguo finished speaking in one breath, his eyes fixed on Zhao Shuzhuo, trying to read from his face whether he believed what he said.

After hearing this, Zhao Shuzhuo lowered his head slightly, his brows still furrowed, as if he was thinking about what Wang Jianguo said.

After a while, he raised his head. Although there was still some doubt in his eyes, his tone had softened a lot. He said:

"I hope this medicine is as miraculous as the doctor said. If it can cure Secretary Dong's illness, I will be thankful to God."

Wang Jianguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew in his heart that Zhao Shuzhuo had not completely dispelled his doubts, and he would have to be more cautious in the days to come.

He had to pay attention to the changes in Secretary Dong's condition, and at the same time be wary of Zhao Shuzhuo's further questioning to ensure that the secret of the space was not leaked.

The two of them stopped briefly in the corridor, and Wang Jianguo just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had temporarily fooled Zhao Shuzhuo's questioning.

But unexpectedly, before he could recover from the shock, Zhao Shuzhuo seemed to suddenly remember some key issue. He frowned again, his eyes full of worry and doubt, and asked Wang Jianguo his questions.

"Jianguo, after much thought, I still think this is too far-fetched."

As Zhao Shuzhuo spoke, he rubbed his hands unconsciously, moved his feet back and forth on the spot, and the uneasiness on his face became more and more obvious.

"Think about it, just based on the one-sided words of the quack doctor who travels around the streets, how can we be sure that this medicine is really as miraculous as he says?"

"What if he just made it up to repay you, and it actually has no effect at all, or is even a lie to you? What should we do then?"

At this point, Zhao Shuzhuo's voice trembled slightly. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the ward, as if he had seen the terrible scene of Secretary Dong's condition worsening due to taking fake medicine, and the fear in his eyes became even greater.