Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gu Qiqi's internship in the VIP laboratory of Imperial Military Medical University on the first day was well received by the professors.

Because she does things very neatly, simply, by analogy, intelligent and agile.

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

Gu Qiqi looked at the time still early, inquired about the nearby medicinal material market, and rushed straight away.

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

Gu Qiqi has three black lines on his forehead.

What do you mean by a man? It sounds like she's wrapped up...

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

"Oh, you mean that if Xiao Juejue goes bankrupt like Shen's one day, you can take out a bunch of small money and smash it in a cool way-well, my old lady has something to spend! , Handsome!"

Gu Qiqi: "..."

Isn't she thinking of this at all?

"My money belongs to mine, and his belongs to his. Please don't confuse it! What's more, he is a soldier and broke his fortune! I make money to save Xiaobei for surgery."

Gu Qiqi thought about the information Professor Zhou had confided to her, and planned to go to Professor Shen Ping, the dean of the clinical medical school as soon as the school started. If Professor Shen Ping felt that Xiaobei’s eyes could be restored by surgery, she would definitely not treat him badly. The professor.

The money that should be paid must not be less.

I also want to thank others very much.

But time is tight, and the only way for her to make quick money is to refine and sell medicine.

Little Turtle let out a disappointed "Oh".

Xindao, it seems that the master still makes a clear distinction between himself and the young man.

How can we go on like this?

I can't always roll the sheets. When will the color spot come to a volcanic explosion?

When I thought that Qi Qi and Gong Jue would get a hundred thousand colors by rolling the bed sheet once, Little Turtle scratched his heart and felt he was very necessary, and discussed how to assist with Xiaohanji!

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

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

After a while, the backpack was full.

However, she did not rush to leave, but went round and round in the medicinal material market.

The little dirty turtle almost fainted: "Lord Yin, what are you looking for?"

"Ambergris."

"Didn't the pharmacy have it just now?"

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

"Then the shop in front has ten catties?"

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

Little dirty turtle: "..."

Ow, the master who has activated the poison detection skills has a sharper vision.

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 till dusk, looking at the extra checks in his hand, the total amount is more than 800,000.

The little dirty tortoise couldn't help sighing: "Oh, when I was still scamming Xiaolanglang, it was faster to make money..."

Gu Qiqi: "..."

800,000, very little?

The little dirty tortoise turned his words: "But if you are willing to work with the little Juejue... to use his energy... it is better to use the color points than money..."

Gu Qiqi flicked its head: "You are dead with this heart."

She is not a flower thief!

Gongjue is not Xiaojiaohua!

One person, one pet, just came out of the medicinal material market, Gong Jue's call came.

The voice that has always been cold as a glacier, concisely and powerfully through the earpiece: "Where?"

Gu Qiqi shivered.

No way, just after talking about him behind his back, he called after him?