The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

She couldn't help but laugh when she looked at Huo Yan, who looked serious as if he had really taken those medicines, "Then tell me about your symptoms after taking them? Just treat it as a clinical reference.

Her eyes fell on Huo Yan's face, waiting to see how the man would make up his story seriously.

Huo Yan seemed to have thought of something bad and frowned: "It's itchy."

Gu Weimian's expression changed slightly.

"What kind of tickling method?"

"Thousands of ants eat the heart." Huo Yan said expressionlessly.

Gu Weimian looked at the man in front of him indifferently. If it was really the heart of thousands of ants, how could the man speak so calmly?

She stepped forward and squatted down in front of Huo Yan.

He reached out and lifted up Huo Yan's trousers.

There were dark red marks on the legs, and the blood vessels were bulging, making it look very hideous and terrifying.

Gu Weimian was in a daze. She didn't expect Huo Yan to actually take the medicine. Looking at the situation, he almost finished all the medicine.

You know, because her instruments and materials were not complete at the time, the drug could only be considered a semi-finished product. It had some efficacy and was basically not much different from the finished product. The only thing that was the same was that it would produce symptoms during the medication. A side effect.

It's just itchy.

This kind of itch acts directly on the nerve endings, so it cannot be suppressed at all, and as the time of taking it continues to increase, this side effect will continue to double.

This sentence is not exaggerated at all.

As the developer of the drug, Gu Weimian was certainly aware of this. When he gave Huo Yan the drug, he had some evil intentions.

She never thought that Huo Yan would actually take it, and she would probably find some people to analyze it.

Unexpectedly, not only did he use it, but... he still insisted on taking the medicine every day even though the pain was increasing day by day and it could be said that life was worse than death.

"Weiwei." The man's well-jointed hand grasped Gu Weimian's hand, "Don't look at it."

Not pretty.

With a "pop" sound, Gu Weimian opened the man's hand. She stood up without saying a word, walked to the instrument, and began to manipulate the instrument.

Huo Yan slowly put down his pants: "Actually, it's not bad. It's much better than before when I couldn't feel anything down my calf."

Gu Weimian clenched his fist, put down the things in his hand, and walked away quickly, walking to the corner, lowering his head and not knowing what he was tinkering with.

Ge Renhao noticed that Gu Weimian lowered his head and did not notice this. He silently mouthed to Huo Yan: "You pissed her off again."

As if adding fuel to the fire, the fire in Huo Yan's heart burned fiercely. He looked at Ge Renhao angrily: "What do you think?"

Ge Renhao gloated and walked away, shrugging his shoulders.

The few days in this laboratory were probably the most interesting days in his life.

Being able to do the most interesting experiments with Gu Weimian, and watching Huo Yan being bumped into by Gu Weimian every day.

Where can I find such an interesting job?

…

A few days passed peacefully, and school life was full of calm.

Gu Weimian yawned and lay down lazily on the table.

Pang Yiqin looked at her worriedly: "You look so tired these days. Did you not sleep well?"

The whole person looked extremely tired.

Gu Weimian also felt helpless and squinted her eyes.

The Olympiad's training became more and more intensive, which meant that she had to stay in school for an extra hour every day. Even when it was dark, people from the TV station came to rehearse the program for them.