The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The door of the villa opened, and Leng Rui walked in front, leading Gu Weimian in.

There is an elevator in the house.

It was quite novel in this era, and few people would install an elevator in the villa where they lived.

Taking the elevator, the two went to the basement.

During the whole process, Leng Rui remained silent, and Gu Weimian had no intention of getting close to Leng Rui.

When the elevator door opened, Gu Weimian saw a laboratory covering an area of ​​200 square meters.

The incandescent lamp that looked around illuminated the entire laboratory as bright as day.

A trace of trance flashed across her face. These equipments and the layout of this laboratory... gave her the illusion that she was back in her teacher's laboratory.

Gu Weimian knows the goods.

Such a laboratory cannot be spent by millions.

This also means that for a long time, she will never pay back the money!

But, return it?

Facing these little cuties, Gu Weimian said, "I don't want to give up! They're so shabby!"

In the laboratory, a quarrel brought Gu Weimian back to his senses.

Ge Renhao's face turned red: "Master, I didn't say that before. You gave this laboratory to Gu Weimian. What will happen to our research!"

He really exploded now.

"I said stop." Huo Yan replied calmly with no expression on his face.

He pushed the wheelchair and quickly walked to Gu Weimian: "It's relatively simple. How about it? Can it be used?"

Ge Renhao deeply realized that in Huo Yan's eyes, no matter how great the discovery, no matter how much money, it was not as important as Gu Weimian's smiling face.

What a smiling face...

Gu Weimian never showed a smile to Huo Yan from the beginning to the end!

Therefore, such a large laboratory and the benefits it may bring may not be as important as Gu Weimian's glance at Huo Yan!

"What is this?" Gu Weimian glanced at an instrument at hand curiously.

"Master, look, she doesn't understand the function of these things at all. Wouldn't it be a waste of resources to give her this laboratory?!"

Gu Weimian ignored Ge Renhao and picked up the information on the table. Looking at the results and process written on it, Gu Weimian laughed: "This...is the research report on the anesthetics I used before?"

Ge Renhao's face froze slightly.

How could Gu Weimian understand?

Didn't it mean that this thing was made by her mysterious master?

Not to mention anything else, just the complicated calculation methods above and some molecular structure diagrams that can almost take up a whole page of paper. Not to mention a high school student, even a top student in the Chemistry Department of Qinghua University may not be able to do it. understand.

"Have you seen it at your teacher's place?" Ge Renhao breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this possibility.

Gu Weimian was noncommittal. She flipped through the information in her hand and said, "The progress is going very fast. This is the last step."

A reserved smile appeared on Ge Renhao's face: "It's not bad."

Gu Weimian glanced at him with a half-smile: "It's much faster than the teacher making this potion. If you make it so fast, will the great discovery of this potion be blamed on you?"

Ge Renhao's originally proud face suddenly turned red.

He lowered his head slightly and clasped his hands.

Gu Weimian's words were like a needle piercing directly into his heart.

They have a part of the finished product in hand, and it is naturally much easier to work backwards from the finished product than to create a new type of medicine out of thin air.

To put it bluntly, this is plagiarism.