The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Can you be optimistic about it...

This film was later spotted by Hollywood, who bought the rights for an adaptation of it for US$10 million.

Ten million dollars.

Gu Weimian doesn't value money that much, but... ten million US dollars can be converted into tons of experimental materials!

How many tons! !

She patted Qiao Beibei on the shoulder and said, "If Director Qiao is free, I hope it will be as soon as possible."

Qiao Beibei looked at Gu Weimian with an expression that was hard to explain.

Does Gu Weimian admire her father so much?

She admires her so much that she is willing to spend tens of millions in vain just for her father?

The new attitude of wealthy people chasing stars...

She finally saw it today.

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Gu Weimian wandered around and saw that Ke Yuzhu had already begun to apply medicine to Duan Qianchuan.

She thought for a while but didn't go.

Duan Qianchuan has been sticky for several hours today, and she doesn't feel any discomfort now. It will be really weird if it goes on.

She returned to her second-generation ancestral seat. As soon as she sat down, the phone rang.

It's an unknown number.

Gu Weimian frowned and answered the phone.

A soft female voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "Weimian, this is Ji Manxi."

Ji Manxi?

"What's up?"

Ji Manxi sat on the hospital bed, looking at the bright spring scenery outside the window, with a trace of struggle in her eyes.

A few seconds of silence.

Gu Weimian almost thought the signal was cut off and was about to hang up the phone.

Ji Manxi finally spoke, "I want to ask you, how to use that medicine...?"

Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment.

The other party was silent for so long that Gu Weimian thought it was something difficult to say, but he didn't expect to ask how to use the medicine.

She looked confused, "Just apply it directly."

"Apply it directly?" Ji Manxi didn't expect that she would get such a simple and crude answer.

She hesitated and said, "But my wound has not completely scabbed yet..."

Because the wound was so deep, blood was still oozing from part of it.

Deep skin tissue requires a longer healing time.

Gu Weimian raised her eyebrows, "It's okay, you can just apply it."

Afraid that Ji Manxi still wouldn't understand, Gu Weimian explained the process carefully, "Wash your hands, dig out a lump of ointment from the medicine jar with your index finger, and apply it to your wound."

Ji Manxi should understand this step-by-step explanation, right?

Ji Manxi: "..."

Her mood was very complicated at the moment.

Before making this call, she didn't have much hope for Gu Weimian's ointment.

But deep down in my heart, there is still a trace of extravagant hope.

I always feel that Gu Weimian's origin is not simple, and maybe her ointment is really magical.

After making this call, she was sure.

Gu Weimian's ointment is probably the same thing as the street power pill...

She took a deep breath.

"I see."

Gu Weimian frowned, "You haven't used it yet? The sooner you use it, the sooner you can come back to the crew."

Ji Manxi swallowed a mouthful of blood and said, "Okay."

She was already desperate before making the call anyway.

In the past few days, she had seen too many experts, inquired too many hospitals, and seen too many cases.

Including postoperative skin plastic surgery.

The more she learned, the more desperate her heart became.

Her face, even with skin grafts, would have left very distinctive marks.

Anyway, they are already in despair.

It's okay to just use Gu Weimian's medicine, it's just like treating a dead horse like a living horse.