Two days later, Cihang Pharmaceutical Group was involved in a controversy involving medical malpractice involving a newly developed drug.
Jishengtang's second batch of Wufang Cream was officially put on sale, instantly causing a stir in the entire Donghai City. Five thousand boxes were sold in just one morning, setting the highest sales record since the development of Wufang Cream.
The sales volume of 5,000 boxes, calculated at 100 yuan per box, has reached an income of 500,000 yuan. Calculated at a profit of 10 yuan per box, the net profit income for that day reached 50,000 yuan.
This is double the daily profit of Cihang Pharmaceutical Ningxian flagship store during its peak period.
The reputation of Jishengtang Wufang Ointment also became a hot search within two or three days.
The first four hotly searched items in the same city are all about Cihang Pharmaceutical’s medical accidents. The fifth item is about the sales volume and detailed introduction of Jishengtang Wufang Ointment. The sixth item is that Jishengtang has been picked out by some self-media and has become a
became a shareholder of Jinhuang Pharmaceutical Group.
The same scald ointment and Wufang ointment were completed in a short time by Cihang Pharmaceutical, which has a huge reputation. The orders have covered the national market, and the order processing of the pharmaceutical factory has been scheduled a month later.
Sun Yahan was originally just the legal person of Jishengtang, but now she is forced to act as a media public relations person. In addition to receiving an endless stream of patients who come to see her every day, she also has to update the production and processing status of Wufang Ointment through various certified media channels.
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Pain and happiness, that's what I'm talking about.
At this moment, Yang Chen didn't know that Sun Yahan was already as busy as a top and had even hired a temporary worker to help answer the phone and accept orders through some other channels.
He was sitting in the 300-acre greenhouse medicinal base with a hoe on his shoulder, holding an unburned cigarette butt in his hand, eating the green mountain melon that Li Xiaoran had just brought, fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan, and nodded with satisfaction: "People
More means greater power. In just a few days, the medicinal materials have been almost planted. It will take up to a month for the first batch of grafted medicinal materials to grow, and then the rest will grow faster."
"Brother Yang, Brother Yang!"
Just as Yang Chen was sitting on the edge of the field, smelling the strong smell of Chinese medicinal materials and eating watermelon, Zhao Xiaoba, wearing big pants and a red vest, walked in from the outside, holding a mobile phone in his hand: "Brother Yang, you
The phone kept ringing."
"Who?"
Before Yang Chen came in, he put his cell phone and other items outside to prevent them from exploding at high temperatures in the greenhouse.
He threw the watermelon rind into the plastic bag next to him, took the phone and looked at several unfamiliar caller IDs, which were numbers from Donghai City.
Before he could dial, the phone number called again.
"Keep an eye on it, I'm going out for a while."
Yang Chen gave Zhao Xiaoba instructions, took another piece of watermelon and took a bite, and then answered the phone: "Hello, I'm Yang Chen, who are you?"
"Miracle Doctor Yang, it's me, Lu Xiuping."
A very polite and easy-going voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Lu Xiuping?"
When Yang Chen heard this familiar name, he was stunned for a moment, suddenly came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, it's you, why did you remember to call me?"
"Doctor Yang, do you think you have time? Can you come to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital? I have something I want to ask you for help with."
Lu Xiuping said.
"Okay, just go and relax."
Yang Chen didn't even think about it, hung up the phone, told Zhao Xiaoba, returned home, changed his clothes, drove the car and hit the accelerator in the direction of Ningxian Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
About forty minutes later, a dusty BMW X5 parked in the parking space at the entrance of the administrative building of Ning County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
As soon as Yang Chen got off the car, he saw a beautiful woman wearing a long yellow trench coat in front of him, who was about to enter the administrative building: "Yahan!"
The person walking in front was Sun Yahan.
She was holding an exquisite bag in her hand, and was taking out her mobile phone to find Yang Chen's WeChat account. Suddenly she heard a voice behind her, turned around suddenly, and saw that Yang Chen had quickly walked up the steps and stood in front of her.
In front of me: "Why are you here?"
"I still want to ask you."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders, looked up and down at Sun Yahan, who had been carefully dressed up and looked very feminine. He bared his teeth and joked: "Isn't it Lu Xiuping who introduced you to a young talent from the hospital? Come on.
It’s a blind date.”
"Come to the hospital for a blind date? I'm sorry you can think of it..."
When Sun Yahan heard this, her head was covered with black lines. She rolled her eyes at him and muttered: "Besides, is there any young doctor in the entire Donghai City who can be called a more talented young man than you?"
"That's true."
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, then put his hands in his pockets and raised his head proudly: "It's a pity, I am married."
"Blind poor!"
Sun Yahan also noticed that what she just said was a bit strange, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she quickly changed the subject: "Let's go, it seems that you were called by Mr. Lu to come here."
"Do you know anything?"
Yang Chen and Sun Yahan entered the inpatient department side by side and asked.
"I heard it was a medical incident, and it has something to do with Cihang Pharmaceutical. I don't know the details."
"But I might meet someone I know later."
Sun Yahan said.
"who?"
"Song Jin."
Yang Chen grinned indifferently: "It would be fun if this kid came. The medical trouble is probably related to their Cihang Pharmaceutical's burn ointment."
"Let's go, it's on the third floor."
"Mr. Lu just called me and asked me to hurry up. I can't control it anymore."
Sun Yahan was a little anxious and quickened her pace, and the two of them took the elevator to the third floor.
At the same time that Yang Chen and Sun Yahan met, the third floor of the administrative building of Ning County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine had turned into a mess.
The huge conference room was crowded with nurses and doctors watching.
"Everyone, you must know that our Cihang Pharmaceutical is a listed company and will never evade our responsibilities."
"But what exactly went wrong with the drug, and whether there was a problem with our Cihang Pharmaceutical's production process, are all things without evidence. If it turns out that it is not our problem in the end, then our group can definitely appeal against your false accusation."
"If you want to unite and sue Cihang Pharmaceutical, what benefit will it have to your injuries, and what will you gain?"
"This time Cihang Pharmaceutical sent Mr. Song to the hospital to meet with everyone. I just hope that everyone can talk about it calmly. We can keep some things private."
"Our purpose is very simple, which is to compensate you for all your medical expenses and mental losses. At least one person can receive a compensation of 150,000 yuan. This is not a small amount of money. I hope everyone can consider it."
In the conference room, Lu Xiuping sat on a chair, looking at his former apprentice Feng Junming, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, talking so eloquently that all the patients in the conference room began to feel excited, and there was a look of disappointment in their eyes.
He never dreamed that Feng Junming, who was fired at the time, would turn around and join Cihang Pharmaceutical and become the main force in the private negotiations for the peace talks.
Next to Feng Junming, a young man wearing a white sweater was drinking a glass of high-end mineral water. It was Song Jin, the young master of Cihang Pharmaceutical.
Listening to Feng Junming's coercion and inducement like an expert negotiator, a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The more than 20 patients were all sitting on chairs, looking at the cash check of 150,000 yuan in front of them, and they couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Lu Xiuping looked at several patients who had quietly put their hands on the checks and hesitated to speak.
He wanted to stop it, but he didn't have any power. Maybe the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital would fall into the whirlpool of public opinion because of Cihang Pharmaceutical.
You know, now Lu Xiuping is not only an expert in dermatology, but also the vice president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and is responsible for the entire Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
"Everyone, our time is limited, and the 150,000 yuan is right in front of you. As long as you sign the exemption agreement next to it, the 150,000 yuan is yours!"
"You only have one minute to think about it."
Seeing that the psychological warfare was almost over, Song Jin stood up slowly, patted the dry Feng Junming, glanced at the entire audience, and said coldly.
"One hundred and fifty thousand, we will never earn that much in our lifetime."
"Yes, and if we want to sue a company as big as Cihang Pharmaceutical, it will not only cost money, but what if we can't win?"
"How about signing it? 150,000 is not bad."
The patients in the conference room were whispering to each other and began to waver. A few of the leaders picked up the pens on the table and were about to sign and get the money.
"Let me tell you, it's not easy to treat a burn. Use our Jishengtang Wufang Ointment and it will cost you at most three hundred yuan to heal it."
"But if you sign this exemption agreement, not only will you not get 150,000 yuan, but you will also be slapped down by an unscrupulous group like Cihang Pharmaceutical, who will accuse you of extortion."
"You still have to sue. You must sue. The more severe the lawsuit, the more compensation you will have to pay!"
Just when a few people were about to put pen to paper, the door of the ajar conference room was pushed open, and a loud voice came.
Everyone looked up and looked at the man and woman who walked in.
Lu Xiuping, who was sitting on the chair, breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to greet him: "Miracle Doctor Yang, Miss Sun, you are finally here."
"Yang Chen!"
Seeing the young man entering the door, Feng Junming's face turned gloomy for the first time. He took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yang Chen: "This is a matter of our Cihang Pharmaceuticals. I advise you not to interfere!"