Du Heng thought about it for a long time and felt that he still needed to trouble the Pharmacy Doctor, as he had the resources in this area.
Holding the prescription, he found the Pharmacy Doctor. After he explained the situation, the Pharmacy Doctor's face darkened.
"Dean, can you bother someone else? I really can't handle this anymore." The Pharmacy Doctor had a miserable expression, clearly reluctant to take on Du Heng's task.
Du Heng was puzzled. "Dr. Shi, what's wrong? When Li Qiuhua needed it, didn't you manage to find it for her?"
"Dean, Li Qiuhua's situation was life-threatening. I had to get it for her, even if it meant losing face. But precisely because I was shameless, my former classmates and colleagues nearly blacklisted me. Besides, you know that blast-fried pangolin scales are a depleting resource. If substitutes are used, their efficacy is highly debatable. For others to prepare even a small amount for me, I'd owe them a significant favor."
