"How can it be my fault? It's their own fault for not researching medicine that can cure diseases. If they had done their research earlier, they would have made the money themselves. All they do is bounce around here all day."
"There's nothing they can do; after all, developing pharmaceuticals really burns through cash."
Zhao Guang said with disdain, "Whoever spends the money makes the money. They're just focused on their own little profits."
While Zhao Guang had respect for real doctors, he absolutely despised those who were only in it for the money and resorted to crooked methods, especially the so-called pharmaceutical factories.
It's not that there aren't any good ones at all, but there are very few of them indeed.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. It's just bad luck."
Ye Zhi nodded, "That's true, but should we change the subject? There are some good movies coming out this month; do you want to go see them together? I don't have anyone to go with anymore."