"This is the Xia family's 'divine medicine'! Isn't it supposed to cure him? Why does it turn out this way! Did you swap out the medicine! Or did you lie to me!" Song Dan roared at the doctor agitatedly.
"We've never seen the Xia family's medicine before. We've only heard rumors about it and we don't know the exact effect. Perhaps that medicine has different effects on different people," the doctor said cautiously.
"What do you mean? Do you mean that although this medicine works on Xia Mao, it won't work on my grandfather?" Song Dan looked at the doctor in disbelief.
"Perhaps it's because everyone's physical condition is different. We've all studied Xia Mao's case back then. It's a miracle and we can't generalize it. Miracles don't happen often," the doctor said.
Song Dan smashed everything in the surroundings out of exasperation. The doctors did not panic. They could understand how the family members of such patients felt.
