Fake daughters are wealthy

Chapter 39 Sister Nian sent out a prescription

Qiao Nian didn't care, but she seemed to see a slightly familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

The girl was wearing a Xiangjia dress with a small coat over it, and she didn't look like she was from a poor family when she just started school.

She looked away after just a glance, and didn't care much about the change in the other party's attire, but it was a little strange.

Students from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine will also help other departments move things?

She also thought about it for a while, without stopping her footsteps, she walked out of the office boldly, quickly edited the message with one hand, and sent out a prescription.

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Continent.

In a medical research institute.

An old man with a white beard was pouring a liquid from a chemical test tube into a container. As soon as the blue liquid touched the powder in the container, a chemical reaction occurred and white smoke came out.

"Ouch." The white smoke drifted to the old man's face, and the old man let out a loud voice, and his old face immediately swelled into a big pig's head.

While covering his mouth and coughing, he ran to the side: "Come on!"

"Dean!"

A blond man broke into the door immediately. Seeing the terrible scene in the laboratory, he seemed to be used to it. Wearing gloves, he skillfully poured the reagents in the container bottle into the waste water treatment tank, and then opened the laboratory without stopping. The exhaust system pumps out the air containing toxins and replaces it with fresh air.

After finishing all this, he took off his mask and gloves, looked helplessly at the miserable old man standing in the corner, and said in a not-so-fluent Y language: "Dean, why didn't you wear a protective cover?" ?”

The old man looked miserable and did not speak.

Seeing his reaction, the blond man said helplessly, "I have told you many times, you must remember to wear a protective cover and gloves before doing the experiment, just in case."

"How did I know that the reagent should be put in less." The white-haired old man was told by his apprentice, and he retorted very confidently: "I just dripped 0 lightly, and it exploded..."

His apprentice looked at him with a pig-headed face, not ashamed but proud, and was speechless.

Knowing his teacher's character, he simply changed the topic: "By the way, Dean, Professor Karoska came to you and brought his apprentice with him, saying he wanted to ask you for advice."

The old man went back to the test bench fearlessly, waved his hand without raising his head: "No time, no see."

The blond man was speechless for a while: ...

Master Karoska is a member of the Medical Association at any rate, and one of the honorary presidents, well-known in the medical profession.

People came to ask to see him, but the dean said he didn't see him, so he disappeared.

But... the blond man didn't think too much about it. The medical association is awesome, but there are people outside of it, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

Their Institute of Pharmacy is much better than the Medical Association.

To put it bluntly, the International Medical Association is a large organization, which is different from their small businesses, but to put it bluntly, experts in those fields are nothing more than a name in the association.

Unlike their research institute, the top medical experts are actually doing research here.

Their Institute of Pharmacy has mastered the most cutting-edge medical achievements in the world, and their strength and connections are not comparable to those of any medical association.

If anyone in their research institute goes outside, which one is not a bullying master.