Someone Filed A Complaint Against My Pharmacy

“Are you talking about a special medicine that costs only five hundred dollars? Could it even save anyone? I’m sure it’s just fake medicine!”

The moment I stepped into the pharmacy, I heard a young man in a black puffer jacket standing in front of the medicine cabinet, saying such outrageous things while holding a box of medicine.

My shop attendant cast him a glance before saying, “There’s a QR code on the box. You can use it to verify if it’s genuine.”

The long queue of patients and their family members waiting to buy their own medicine started snapping at him to hurry up.

“If you’re not going to buy any medicine, stop standing there and wasting our time! We need to buy medicine!”

Peter Lorde huffed and threw the medicine box on the floor before grumbling, “If it’s cheap, it’s no good. I can’t believe you’d dare buy this. Aren’t you worried about getting sick from it?”

The moment he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

The other people queuing up to buy medicine exchanged glances and said nothing, but their grips on their cash visibly tightened.

I went over and picked up the medicine box from the floor.

“Sir, if you’re worried, you bear the right to choose not to buy the medicine, but please don’t affect my other customers.

“I can promise all of you that I don’t deal in snake oil. The medicine here is authentic. If you don’t believe me, you can check!”

Peter cast me a cursory glance before saying, “Who said I’m not buying it?”

He then snatched the medicine box from my hands and paid for it, as if out of spite.

As I watched him leave, I frowned.

I spotted him dropping a business card as he left.

I picked up the business card and learned that he was working in a private hospital. It also happened to be a hospital that sold special medicine for cancer patients.

Their hospital dean had approached me several times, hoping that I would collude with them and increase the price of my own medicine until it matched theirs, but I had always insisted on saying no.

They had resorted to sending Peter over. I was sure that they were going to do something drastic.

Uneasiness filled my heart. I had a feeling that things were not going to end so easily.

Just as I expected, on that same afternoon, the Drug Administration Bureau suddenly came knocking on my door.

“A patient complained that you sell fake medicine and expired medicine at your pharmacy. In accordance with the law, we’re going to investigate your pharmacy.”

I immediately produced all the receipts and drug sales permits for all the imported medicine from my drawer.

Then, I said to the officials, “Sirs, I have the sales permit and receipts for all the imported medicine. I also have records of all the medicine I sold.

“You can probe, but I promise you that I’ve never sold any fake medicine or expired medicine.”

After checking all the records, the Drug Administration Bureau officers checked all the medicine on sale, but everything was in order.

Before they left, they gave me a subtle reminder.

“Mr. Zimmerman, you should pay attention to the opinions online. You need to deal with false rumors as soon as possible.”

Stunned, I turned on my phone, and a short video was immediately recommended to me.

[Exposing an immoral pharmacist! The special medicine he sells is expired, fake medicine! He caused my sickness to get worse!]

I tapped on the short video and saw Peter’s face.

In the video, he held a box of medicine with a pale face and was complaining to the camera while in tears.