Gavin Lin turned his head and looked at Zhong Yingcai in confusion. When he saw him nod, he knew that Zhong Yingcai had not yet told Zhu Shaozhou that he could prepare sulfa injections. So he smiled and asked Zhu Shaozhou: "Uncle Zhu, are you sure you want sulfa powder? Not sulfa injections?"
Zhu Shaozhou was shocked and grabbed Gavin Lin, asking anxiously, "Sulfa injection? Gavin Lin, what you seized was sulfa injection?"
For Zhu Shaozhou, although sulfa powder is very rare, as the director of the Central Military Academy Luocheng Branch and the commander of the Gongluo Garrison Command, he still has channels to get it if he really wants it. The reason why he asked Gavin Lin for it was mainly because he was excited to see the prey. After all, most of the patients seen in Lin's National Medical Hall were ordinary patients, and there might not be one case that could use sulfa powder in a month. It would be a waste to keep more than a hundred bottles of sulfa powder in Lin's National Medical Hall.
But if it was sulfa injections, it would be different. Even if the Central Military Academy Los Angeles Branch and the Gongluo Garrison Command were combined, they only had a fixed quota of three sulfa injections per month.
In other words, if Zhu Shaozhou has a fourth seriously infected patient under his command within a month, he will need to submit an application report to Nanjing.
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