My years as a menswear boss

After returning to the clinic, Jiqiu wrote a complete report of her experiment, which she planned to publish.

Jiqiu believes that penicillin has been developed in advance and can save many lives.You must know that seven people in Europe have died now, and one of the causes of death is tuberculosis.

She even directly wrote down the method of making penicillin in the report.Just wish someone could mass-produce this drug.

Ji Qiufu wrote at the desk for two days and one night, and finally finished his experiment report when the sun fell into the horizon.

'The next step is to send it to the newspapers, and if they want it, they will put it on the front page. 'She checked the report again carefully for any omissions.

"Anthony!" Jiqiu called the helper he had hired, and a tall man appeared at the door after a while.

"Doctor Goetty, what are your orders?" Anthony asked.

Jiqiu put the printed reports into different envelopes, "I need you to help me send these letters to various newspaper offices, remember, it is very important, and the things you can carry are beyond your imagination."

Anthony looked at the boss's serious instructions, and his face became serious, "Don't worry, sir, I will deliver them to each newspaper office myself!"

He took the envelope from the young doctor, walked to the door and turned it back, and said under Jiqiu's puzzled look, "You'd better take a break..."

Jiqiu's expression was blank, and she didn't go to the bathroom to look in the mirror until after Anthony left, "Hiss—the dark circles under her eyes are so heavy."

She hurriedly ate some leftover bread from two days ago, washed up carelessly, and then got into the single bed in the dark room of the clinic and closed the quilt to sleep.

A few days later, Jiqiu looked at the newspaper, but couldn't find his academic report, "Anthony, did you really send it?"

"Of course, I personally delivered every letter to the editor-in-chief of the newspaper!"

Anthony noticed the young man's restlessness, and tried hard to think of words to comfort her, "Sir, maybe it's because your research is too important, they want to think about it before publishing it."

"Impossible, none of the newspaper offices made any movement." Jiqiu shook her head firmly, recalling her own steps, unable to figure out what went wrong.

This kind of creative academic research will be placed in later generations, and it will directly be reserved for the Nobel Prize.

"Wait, bring me the newspaper you bought these two days." She pinched the bridge of her nose and called to the man who was drying the herbs.

Jiqiu spread all the newspapers on the table. She unfolded the whole newspaper, excluding those religious academic research, and saw the content of her report.

A place folded in the middle of the whole newspaper, she reported that a new sorceress stumbled over the Seine River on the top, you can see your past and present lives, and below that is the news that an unknown circus is coming to Paris to tour.

Jiqiu irritatedly rolled it into a ball and threw it to the ground, and then looked at the second published newspaper. This newspaper published her academic report on the funny page, and only intercepted part of the formula made by penicillin. The title is: Evergreen Mao's citrus can cure romance.

"Hiss—" The ink-smelling newspaper turned into a pile of shreds.

Anthony saw the gloomy face of the young man in the yard, and he relaxed the movements of drying the herbs, only wishing to reduce his sense of existence, 'God, Dr. Goetti's angry look is terrible! '

Under the rule of the Orleans Dynasty, the whole society formed a very deformed and extravagant atmosphere. The nobles controlled the court and pursued pleasure to the extreme.

If Jiqiu published an article about a new school of painting, it would definitely cause a huge response.

The literati beautify tuberculosis deeply to please the vanity of the aristocrats, and the upper class has a morbid obsession with romanticism, and she is tap dancing in the minefield of the aristocrats.

"My dear Adrian, what makes you so sad?"

Margaret was sitting at the dining table, and the young man opposite him kept frowning, and his pretty lips were pursed into a straight line.

"It's nothing, it's just because of some idiots." Jiqiu cut the steak under his hands to pieces.

"Why let those insignificant people affect your mood. Since you can't change the thoughts of some people, it's better to let yourself not care."

Margaret coaxed, propping up her chin, looking at Jiqiu's puffy face, like a piece of freshly baked white toast, "Adrian is so cute~"

Jiqiu paused. It's not that she hadn't thought about giving up the path of medical skills. After all, she could earn enough money by relying on the experience of previous lives in another path.

But she knew that this body belonged to Adriana France, the girl whose life was always fixed at the age of 16. She wanted to become an excellent doctor, and she wanted to wash away her father's grievances.In return, Adriana gave her body to a demon from another world.

"Forget it, I'll think of a way." Jiqiu put the minced meat on the plate into her mouth. At this time, she needs a contact, someone who can give her the power to influence the masses.

A week later, at the ball held by Earl G, the wine glasses of young men and women collided crisply. They were immersed in the bright lights, rubbing each other's ears, and occasionally there was a laugh from the crowd.

Jiqiu was wearing a tailored suit, holding a goblet, surrounded by many young girls.

"Monsieur Goetti, are you free tonight?"

The girl with the oval face approached Jiqiu's ear and asked, her bright red lips brushed against the young man's white and tender earlobes.

The slender girl on the other side looked at the tall young man without blinking, "Mr. Goetti, do you have time tomorrow night?"

Then there were a few soft voices of inquiry, most of these were patients Jiqiu had received, and they surrounded the doctor tightly.

The appearance of a young man at a ball is an invitation in the eyes of courtesans. Even if "he" looks cold, low-status, and not rich, girls still want to spend a wonderful night with this person.

This phenomenon attracted the attention of the entire ball, and everyone ignored the owner of the ball and inquired about the origin of this new face.

Although the women around this man are all (female branch) girls, they are also the top names (female branch) in Paris, even if they take one of them out, it will make these men look good.

Jiqiu felt all kinds of gazes from all around, and she planned to meet a knowledgeable nobleman at the ball, and she could use the strength of this nobleman to recommend Penicillin.

She is well aware of the mass effect, as long as one nobleman brings a trend, there will be a second one vying to imitate it.

Over time, the concept of germs will be popularized among civilians, and most diseases can be cured. After more than 200 years, medical scholars will improve or deepen on the basis of her research.

If her plan goes well, the medical progress of future generations will also be positively affected by her move.

The men all looked at the young man with jealous eyes, trying to find a point to attack in "him".

One of the viscounts found great satisfaction in his despicable psychology when he heard from his friends that the noble young man was just the younger brother of a (female) daughter.

When he saw that Anais, who was usually indifferent to him, took the initiative to interlock fingers with the young man, he could no longer bear his anger.

Jiqiu looked at the man with heavy bags under his eyes in puzzlement, "Hello?"

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Goetti." The man raised his chin proudly and said, his eyes became even more disdainful when he thought that the elegant young man in front of him was just a commoner.

"This is Viscount Beckett." A girl from Xiaojiabiyu next to him introduced Jiqiu softly.

Because of the height difference, the young man thoughtfully lowered his head to listen to her speech. The girl smelled the unique medicinal fragrance from the young doctor, and her face became hot.

Jiqiu lowered his head and thanked her gently, and when he raised his head, he found that Viscount Beckett on the opposite side had his head raised even higher, like a stupid turkey.

"It is said that your sister is the famous La Traviata." Viscount Beckett said this sentence with certainty without asking.

"I'm Marguerite? Goetti's younger brother. May I ask if you've been blocking my view, are you looking for me for something?" Jiqiu replied politely, ignoring the contempt in his tone.

"Of course, I am her former lover. According to etiquette, you should come and say hello to me."

Viscount Beckett was completely unaware of the sourness in his words, "After all, your sister is very warm to me."

Jiqiu smiled, and her tone was very friendly, "I am a doctor."

Viscount Beckett didn't understand this sentence, so he snorted coldly, "I know."

"I really want to know what kind of confidence makes you lie in front of a doctor?" Jiqiu's smile remained unchanged, and she continued, "A man who is weak on the bed can make a beauty warm to him, Viscount Beckett must You are a sweet talker. Or do you have unique skills in using props?"

Viscount Beckett's face turned red, his lips trembled, and he pointed at Jiqiu, unable to say a word for a long time.

The girls around the young man covered their lips with handkerchiefs or folding fans one by one, and some of them accidentally let out a charming smile or two.

Jiqiu's voice was not too loud, and the people nearby had been paying close attention since Viscount Beckett stepped forward, and their every word was heard.

"No wonder he only looks for those lowly (female branch) girls. Is it because he is afraid that his secret will be exposed?"

A certain earl was not afraid of the viscount Beckett at all, and he sighed pitifully with the people around him.

"Fortunately, because of Beckett's appearance, I haven't had any contact with him."

The countess with a graceful figure whispered to her companion, her eyes lingering on the handsome face of the young doctor several times, "The shoulders of the newcomer look so broad, I also imagine the woman beside him leaning on him."

"This is a very common disease. If you trust me, you can come to me for treatment."

Jiqiu stuck a knife in Viscount Beckett's body without changing his face, until the other party fled the ball with a look of shame and indignation.

Jiqiu looked thoughtfully at the figure of Viscount Beckett. She looked around the ballroom, and every man who looked at her turned her face away, for fear of becoming the next Viscount Beckett.

She never expected that one day she would compete with a bunch of men, and she even won.