Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gu Qiqi was an intern at the VIP laboratory of the Imperial Military Medical University on the first day, and received unanimous praise from the professors.

Because she does things very neatly, simply, draws inferences from one instance, and is smart and quick.

The work was not only completed ahead of schedule, but also patiently helped the professors to do extra work. After three o'clock in the afternoon, Professor Zhou rewarded her with satisfaction and went back to rest early.

Seeing that it was still early, Gu Qiqi inquired about the nearby medicinal material market, and then went straight there.

"Master Yin, you are now in charge of food, housing and transportation. There is nothing to spend money on. Why do you have to work so hard to resell medicinal materials..." Although the little dirty turtle likes to make money, he still can't help asking.

There were three black lines on Gu Qiqi's forehead.

What do you mean there are men in charge? It's as if she's trapped...

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace, do you understand?"

"Oh, you mean that if the little duke goes bankrupt like Shen's one day, you can take out a bunch of small money and spend it happily-here, I have some money, spend it! Hmm ,handsome!"

Gu Qiqi: "..."

That's not what she thought at all, okay?

"My money is mine, his money is his, please don't confuse it! What's more, he is a soldier, what kind of bankruptcy! I make money to save Xiao Bei's surgery fee."

Gu Qiqi was thinking about the information that Professor Zhou had confided to her, and planned to go to Professor Shen Ping, the dean of the School of Clinical Medicine as soon as the school started. If Professor Shen Ping felt that Xiao Bei's eyes could recover through surgery, then she would definitely not treat her badly. the professor.

The money that should be paid must not be less.

I would also like to thank people very much.

But time was running out, and the only way for her to make quick money was to refine and sell medicines.

The little dirty turtle let out an "oh" in disappointment.

Xin Dao, it seems that the master still clearly divides himself and the young Juejue.

How can this go on?

I can't roll the sheets, when will the color point soar like a volcanic eruption.

Thinking that Qi Qi and Gong Jue could earn a hundred thousand color points once they rolled the sheets, the little dirty turtle scratched his head, thinking that he was very necessary, and discussed with the little handjob how to assist him!

Gu Qiqi still doesn't know the little dirty turtle's careful thoughts.

As soon as she entered the medicinal material market, she plunged into the pile of medicinal materials and selected raw materials suitable for refining medicine.

After a while, the backpack is full.

However, she didn't leave in a hurry, instead, she went round and round in the medicinal material market.

The little dirty turtle was about to faint: "Master Yin, what are you looking for?"

"Amberx."

"Isn't there a pharmacy just now?"

"No, it's only 100 grams in the whole pharmacy, which is too little."

"Then the shop in front has ten catties?"

"No, can't you tell, that's a fake."

Little dirty turtle: "..."

Alas, the owner who has activated the poison identification skill is getting sharper and sharper.

Seeing that there was nothing Gu Qiqi was looking for in Nuo Da's medicinal material market, she had no choice but to quickly refine the medicinal materials at hand and resell them.

Busy until dusk, looking at the extra checks in my hand, the total amount is more than 800,000.

The little dirty turtle couldn't help sighing: "Oh, when I was still cheating Xiaolanglang, I made money faster..."

Gu Qiqi: "..."

800,000, very little?

The little dirty turtle changed the subject: "However, if you are willing to spend his energy with the little juejue, the boss... the lust points we earn are more useful than the money..."

Gu Qiqi flicked its head: "You've lost your heart."

She's not an onion picker!

Gongjue is not Xiaojiaohua!

One person, one pet, just after coming out of the medicinal material market, Gong Jue called.

The usual icy-cold voice came through the earpiece concisely and powerfully: "Where is it?"

It made Gu Qiqi tremble.

No way, just talking about him behind his back, he came after him on the phone?