"A drug has been proven to be safe and has been FDA-approved, then we obviously have no reason not to use it."
"Dean Carlos, does this mean the turmoil is over, right?"
"This has nothing to do with the turmoil. Let me stress again, it’s a drug that’s been proven safe and FDA-certified, we’re using it out of respect for science."
"I understand, but as it stands, it seems like many fields are about to massively adopt this drug."
"Miss Journalist, I don’t know much about this aspect you’re talking about."
"Dean Carlos, I understand, but currently Purdue Company is promoting this drug as suitable for children too, about this..."
"Sorry, I’m not a pediatrician, this question should be directed at pediatric specialists."
The large-scale shooting incident in San Diego appears to be completely over, even the subsequent impact is almost non-existent.
This so-called impact is on the sales of Purdue Company’s Oxycodone.
And now, just as the journalist asked.
Purdue Company is actively trying to push this drug into the children’s healthcare market.
Regarding this matter, Dean Carlos indicated... it’s none of my damn business!
He responded like that, leaving the journalist helpless.
This interview can only be concluded.
The journalist has completed the task.
However, what they didn’t know was that after the interview, Dean Carlos went to meet Congressman Paddy again.
"Fantastic! My good friend."
"Money, has it hit the account?"
"Of course, we’ve already signed the contract with the TV station."
"A contract is a contract, though if you lose the election."
"My best friend, don’t say that."
Congressman Paddy showed great enthusiasm the moment he saw Carlos, acting like a close brother.
But Carlos felt a bit annoyed.
Paddy saw his expression wasn’t right and was a bit confused.
"Why? Aren’t we doing well now?"
"..." Carlos didn’t want to speak.
Paddy speculated, "Have you heard some news?"
"..." Carlos remained silent.
Paddy continued talking, "Are you worried about those guys from Tijuana? Worried they’ll bring the drugs back for sale? Worried it will involve us? You can rest assured, they’re not idiots! Even if those drugs make it back to the United States, they will definitely come in a different form.
By the way, I heard there are some really good goods here in San Diego!
Brought in by the Bella Clan.
And if those drugs come in, they will surely be considered goods from the Bella Clan!
Wouldn’t you say? Haha..."
Seeing Paddy’s smile, Carlos helplessly shook his head.
The Congressman has no idea what’s on Dean Carlos’s mind.
Even though Carlos was very decisive in the interview just now.
Concerning the matter of Purdue Company planning to push Oxycodone into the children’s healthcare market, Carlos’s inner feelings were quite stirred.
These damned pharmaceutical companies!
Yes, anyone with basic medical knowledge would understand.
Purdue Company doing this is simply inhumane.
And Carlos found it difficult to stop this matter.
This is what Purdue Company intends to do, this drug is FDA-certified, and many hospitals and doctors in the United States will participate in this promotion.
He is merely the Vice Director of San Diego Center Hospital.
Not even the Director.
Carlos is genuinely powerless.
But does it really have nothing to do with him as he says?
The Vice Director knows well why Purdue Company intends to do this.
It’s certainly related to the previous shooting incident.
Of course, without this shooting incident, Purdue Company would probably still do this.
But claiming it has nothing to do with him is absolute nonsense.
Carlos is quite struggling internally; such a mindset hasn’t surfaced for quite some time.
He couldn’t help but recall past events.
From defecting from Cuba to the United States, starting from scratch to become a U.S. doctor.
This process exposed him to many dark aspects of American healthcare.
There are too many absurdities.
He watched helplessly as drugs costing mere cents in Cuba are sold for hundreds in the United States.
Initially, it was quite shocking.
Gradually, Carlos became accustomed to it.
His heart grew colder over time.
However, now Purdue Company intends to push Oxycodone to children.
Carlos was nevertheless shocked.
But what could he do?
None of my damn business!
This phrase, Carlos constantly tells himself internally.
"Paddy, you don’t have to elaborate, I know that batch of goods has nothing to do with us!"
"Ha! My old friend, you finally came around."
Apparently, in Paddy’s eyes, Carlos was back to his usual self.
Yet the Congressman doesn’t know what Dean Carlos did to himself.
Maybe it’s called self-hypnosis, or the idea that repeating a lie a hundred times makes it true.
Anyway, they should discuss more important matters.
"Next, you must win the election!"
"Rest assured, I’m confident enough, you’re just waiting for the funding."
"Confidence? How about the Health Sect issue?"
"Haha... my old friend, you’re overestimating our voters; I can bet with you, they’ve probably long forgotten.
You have to know, that was last month’s issue."
"What’s the most talked-about topic across the entire United States now? Haha... I know you’re a doctor and you don’t care about these.
It’s the video of heiress Paris Hilton, she stood up and showed her strength!"
Upon hearing this, Carlos was momentarily shocked but then shook his head in resignation.
"That girl, she’s indeed a good one."
The meaning in his words was rich, not only praising Paris but also implying that this young lady’s gossip distracted people’s attention.
Congressman Paddy laughed heartily.
In short, he is determined to win the election.
As for the drug being pushed on children or goods arriving.
The Congressman is not concerned at all.
He only desires votes!
Inside a restaurant, a TV screen was broadcasting a Purdue Company executive facing the camera courageously.
"When a mother is helpless while her child suffers immense pain, what should we do?
Now there’s a drug that can make the pain disappear.
This drug is still safe, approved by the FDA, and through years of clinical application.
The answer is Oxycodone!
Mothers in the United States need it!
Children in the United States need it!
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His expression was like... an old man on the subway watching his phone...
Oh, right, later that image was replaced by Shen Teng.
The switch had no sense of discord.
Following this, Zhou Mo Sen unconsciously sneered.
The Sackler Clan, keep doing what you’re doing.
Just like originally, what’s meant to happen will still happen.
Purdue Company and The Sackler Clan are just this shameless.
The Mentor once said, capitalists would even buy their own hanging rope.
Then I, Dr. Zhou, can only watch coldly.
As he was thinking, that girl in sportswear with a high ponytail appeared.
Anne, still wearing a pair of glasses.
But today she’s different; once seated, she gave Zhou Mo Sen a blow.
"I’ve finished writing the novel."
Oh, so she was fully focused on writing during the time they hadn’t met.