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Xiangdong's gaze turned to Gu Nian's left hand, which seemed to have been re-bandaged.

Team Wang paid special attention to Gu Nian's hands that day, so he couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

But he still didn't understand, isn't it because his left hand was injured?Is it worth the stress?
I heard that Wang Dui had a bullet in his chest when he was on a mission before. Could it be that the wound on his left hand is more serious than the gunshot wound?
Bai Hexuan noticed that Xiangdong came in, and saw that the two people inside had no intention of speaking, so he raised his chin: "What's going on with you this time? What's the news from Team Fu?"

Xiangdong and the others actually caught up with Fu Jingxin later, and they were arrested immediately when they got there, which means that Xiangdong basically did not bring back any useful news.

"Team Fu said." Xiang Dong glanced at Gu Nian, then continued after a pause, "Shao Lin's sudden visit to City H this time seems to be because he found clues to the Seven Kills."

Seven kills?

Huo Qiyan turned the scalpel around, and the light reflected by the blade flashed across his face, his deep eyebrows and eyes became a little colder.

Gu Nian, who was about to turn over a page of the book, paused slightly, then turned the page naturally, and continued reading.

"Seven kills? How did he find out?" Bai Hexuan's face was quite serious.

Lowering his head to the east, he continued in a calm voice: "It seems that it is because of a silver pattern card. Our people have checked it, and the person behind that bank has changed."

Silver card.

Gu Nian lowered his eyelashes, his eyes flickering with a faint cold light.

It turned out that the turbulent waves in H city for more than a month were all because of that silver card.

These people are all here for the Seven Kills.

suburbs.

Only two people have ever been in the laboratory of Fu's old house, one is Fu Yingshen, and the other is his protégé Tang Xin.

After getting the experimental data, Fu Yingshen smiled and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened: "Your research results will definitely cause a sensation in the capital, and the world's cardiovascular disease research will go to a higher level."

Tang Xin's nervous mood was completely relaxed. If even Fu Yingshen couldn't see it, it would prove that the prescription had never been published in public.

"How did you research this medicine?" Fu Yingshen was very happy. Tang Xin was his student. He always knew that Tang Xin was smart, but he never expected that she would develop a new medicine without making any noise.

We must know that at the current medical level, the only place that can stably research new drugs every year is the national research institute. If Tang Xin's drug can be released, their current medical level will be able to advance by 50 years.

Tang Xin pushed her long hair behind her ears, and showed a modest smile: "I saw that many elderly people are not in good health and have been suffering from diseases. The doctors are benevolent. I also want to do my part. Originally, I just wanted to I tried it, but I didn’t expect it to actually work out.”

"Okay, a doctor must have such conduct. The teacher expects you to shine in the medical field." Fu Yingshen's eyes were bright, and he was proud to have such a student.

Fu Yingwan helped Cheng Xiurong come in from the outside, and just heard Fu Yingshen's words, Fu Yingwan asked curiously: "Did Xiner do another research project? Let me have a look too."

"It's not a topic, it's a new drug." Tang Xin smiled softly and tilted her head, "The teacher said it was very successful, so he wants me to show it at the Beijing Academic Exchange Conference."

"Really? This is a remarkable research." Fu Yingwan never expected that Tang Xin would actually research a new drug in his early twenties, which is a miracle in the entire history of medicine.

Cheng Xiurong was very happy when she heard this. She leaned on a cane and walked over to hold Tang Xin's hand, patted the back of her hand appreciatively, and smiled happily on her face full of dimples: "I knew Xin'er was ours." One of the best of these kids, so smart."

"It's the teacher who teaches well."

Tang Xin modestly distributed the credit to Fu Yingshen, and was even more satisfied seeing Cheng Xiurong's expression.

Fu Yingwan also pulled Tang Xin to sit on the sofa: "If these Xin'ers go to the capital, I'll recommend you to Mr. Wei."

Old Wei.

Tang Xin's eyes widened in disbelief: "Aunt Fu, is what you said true?"

The more Fu Yingwan looked at Tang Xin, the more she felt satisfied. She nodded and promised, "Go to worship Mr. Wei as your teacher, and your future will be completely different."

Tang Xin clenched her hands tightly, and the light in her eyes grew bigger and bigger.

She didn't expect that a prescription would really help her get the chance to go to the capital.

Old Wei's medical skills are unparalleled, but because of his eccentric temper, he never accepts apprentices. Behind him is not only the medical profession, but also the entire Beijing circle, a circle that even Fu Yingwan has never stepped into.

She will stand at the top of the pyramid and look down on all beings.

apartment.

Gu Nian came out of the elevator, and when he was about to enter the door, he suddenly noticed something.

She retreated to the door of the house next door to her, and stared at the door lock several times.

In this one-bedroom apartment, is it necessary to wear a pupil pattern lock?

The price of this lock alone can buy the entire building.

Is this person sick?

In the next second, Gu Nian felt that something was wrong.

This style of behavior, she seems to have really seen one.

The school doctor who kept expensive scary mannequins in the school doctor's office.

As if to test her thoughts, the door in front of her suddenly opened.

Gu Nian took two steps back, meeting the eyes of the person who had just bid farewell to the school infirmary.

Huo Qiyan was wearing home clothes and gold-rimmed glasses, completely different from what he saw in the school doctor's office. He leaned against the door with his arms folded, showing a seductive smile: "Are you surprised?"

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Gu Nian turned around and left.

"My house has already prepared dinner."

Huo Qiyan was still leaning against the wall with his hands folded, lazily shouting this sentence, seeing Gu Nian stopped in his tracks with satisfaction, he took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Do you want to join us?"

Gu Nian: "."

It is also the layout of one bedroom and one living room, but the decoration inside this room is completely different.

The European-style style, just the crystal lamp in the living room is enough to buy a toilet.

Noticing Gu Nian's gaze, Huo Qiyan said casually: "Oh, the style is okay, but it's not too bright, so I can't do the simulated surgery."

Gu Nian: "."

In fact, Gu Nian was skeptical of Huo Qiyan's saying that the meal was ready at home.

But she's not too picky about what she eats, and she's quite used to eating in the cafeteria every day, so it doesn't matter.

Therefore, she was a little shocked when she saw that Huo Qiyan really brought out a plate of exquisite dishes. These dishes were complete with meat and vegetables, and there was also a health-preserving soup with goji berries floating on top.

Gu Nian looked at him suspiciously several times: "You did it?"

Huo Qiyan arranged the tableware, and then brought her a spoon: "Taste and see how it tastes."

With the mentality of trying, Gu Nian took a sip of the soup, the taste was very refreshing, but it was not bad: "Very good."

Hearing her comment, Huo Qiyan lowered his eyebrows slightly, and smiled lightly. The gold-rimmed glasses made him look ascetic and handsome.

Gu Nian's eyes turned around on him and then retracted, subconsciously biting the spoon twice, the expression between her brows and eyes was a little unclear.

Both of them seemed to have rarely experienced such a meal, and neither of them spoke first.

After eating, Gu Nian naturally cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. Her hand was injured, and Huo Qiyan couldn't let her wash the dishes, but now he slightly raised his head, looking at the picture of Gu Nian gathering the bowls and chopsticks with one hand, he couldn't help feeling a little bit Preoccupied.

Gu Nian lowered his brows and eyes, his side face was full of seriousness, his eyes were bright and dark, as if twinkling with tiny stars.

This picture of the breath of life in Huo Qiyan's life has been far away and somewhat blurred.

It wasn't until Gu Nian put away the bowl and brought it into the kitchen that he suddenly remembered something, and immediately got up to follow in.

In the next second, Huo Qiyan's eyes flickered as he looked at what Gu Nian had discovered.

On the counter in the kitchen, several advanced molecular lunch boxes were quietly placed there.

Huo Qiyan pushed his glasses with one hand, his beautiful fingers were well knit, he coughed twice: "I took it out of the lunch box with my own hands."

Gu Nian: "."

school playground.

The contemplative class in the university is basically used to sleep.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Liang Xiaobing got up on time, yawned and stretched: "Nian Nian, the next class is Qiao Yufang's English class, we have to hurry up."

Gu Nian never knew what the next class would be, which classroom she would be in, and she hadn't even participated in the course selection process.

At that time, Liang Xiaobing controlled the two computers by herself, and selected all their courses together, so they were at the same table no matter what the courses were.

I thought that Gu Nian was reading those incomprehensible books again, but I didn't expect that when Liang Xiaobing approached, he saw Gu Nian looking at a painting album with his head down.

It seems that they are all traditional Chinese paintings. Liang Xiaobing couldn't understand the content of the paintings, so he looked directly at the signature.

The inscription is so majestic that even if Liang Xiaobing doesn't know calligraphy, he can get a glimpse of its character, Baishi.

Liang Xiaobing felt that he had heard the name somewhere before, and after trying to recall for a while, he finally remembered where he had heard the name before.

Baishi, a master of Chinese painting.

Every piece of work has a price but no market, but no one has seen his true colors.

Didn't expect Gu Nian to like Baishi too?

"Nian Nian, I didn't expect you to know Chinese painting?" Liang Xiaobing hesitated for a while and didn't say it. Gu Nian really doesn't like a person who likes Chinese painting
Gu Nian came back to his senses and closed the album: "I see that there are quite a lot of blank spaces here, so I think you can make a draft."

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Liang Xiaobing helped his forehead, as expected, he was thinking too much.

Gu Nian is so irritable, it doesn't go well with traditional Chinese painting.

There was no class in the afternoon, so Gu Nian went to the school infirmary after eating in the cafeteria.

Seeing her coming in, Xiangdong looked left and right twice: "Miss Gu."

Gu Nian raised his hand as a greeting, walked directly to the high-end sofa and sat down, took out the album that he hadn't finished reading just now and continued flipping through it.

Huo Qiyan soaked some honey water in the pink thermos, put it in Gu Nian's hand, then returned to the desk and sat down, and said to Xiang Dong: "Continue."

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When did the third master of his family work so hard? Has the old man ever drank the tea he brewed?

After concentrating on it, Xiang Dong cleared his throat and continued: "Shao Lin has left City H, and Team Wang is about to leave for Beijing. Team Fu said he would practice for Team Wang, and the post has been delivered."

"You take this to Wang Xingjian." Huo Qiyan opened the drawer and took a transparent bag from it.

The moment Gu Nian saw the bag, Gu Nian's eyelids twitched.