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Chapter 993

"And the detoxifying pills I researched." Ouyan handed over another small bottle.

Grandpa Bai's eyes widened, "You, you developed the antidote so quickly?"

After all, he is old and no longer useful!

He studied for two days and found nothing...

He is worse than an eighteen-year-old girl!

Sure enough, the blue is better than the blue...

His little girl has grown up!

Ou Yan smiled lightly and said, "This is just a semi-finished product. The mice started to lose energy after taking it for two days..."

This shows that this antidote cannot completely resolve the poison in Sister Yue.

"You have at least developed a semi-finished product..." Grandpa Bai sighed, but he had not researched anything.

Seeing the little girl coming this way, Grandpa Bai quickly clicked on the screen system, completely deleted the research results of the past two days, and then emptied the recycle bin... He didn't want the little girl to see the joke.

Seeing his operation, Ou Yan raised the corner of his mouth again, "How about it, do you want to make a bet? Are you sure you can research it within a week?"

"One week???"

Normally, if the little girl said "a week", it would be an insult to him, a pharmaceutical expert. After all, he is a leading figure in the medical field. In the eyes of many medical students, he is like a myth.

But now, he feels that the "one week" the little girl mentioned is a little tight...

For the sake of face, Grandpa Bai promised, "One week at a time! If we join forces, can we still find an antidote that cannot be researched?"

"You are the main force." When Ouyan said this, her phone vibrated. She looked down and saw that it was a document sent by her subordinates, so she communicated with the other party in English.

After a while, another foreign executive came to see her, and she made a voice call in French.

Seeing that she was really busy, Grandpa Bai couldn't help but said, "Okay, okay, you are the ancestor, and I can't bear to let you be too tired... I will be the main force, and you can help me. Oh yes.

Now, are your injuries better? Is the healing medicine I gave you useful?"

Ouyan rolled up her sleeves and showed him, "It's much better. Your medicine heals very quickly. If you make more of it, you can sell it for thirty-seven cents."

"I researched this medicine specifically for you. You have been fighting and killing all day long... No, my medicine can be sold for money. I know that, but why does it cost 30 to 70 cents?"

"I'll help you sell it without giving you any commission?"

"You... you can even make money from your own people..." Grandpa Bai felt that this little girl was obsessed with medical research and was trying to trick him out of money, but he liked it.

, he is happy, as long as the little girl comes often, not to mention 30-70, all of it will be given to her.

After all, in order to trick her into studying at a medical university, he spent 5 billion to buy the internationally renowned h30, a top-notch pharmaceutical research instrument!

There are only two in the world, one is in the national research institute of country m, and the other is in his school laboratory.

Ou Yan looked at the medical equipment in the laboratory. With these instruments, drug research will definitely achieve a qualitative leap and a huge change in quantity.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, "Principal Bai, it's me, Nan Mo."

The voice of the student union president sounded from outside, with respect and courtesy towards Principal Bai.

"You said before that today the top scorer will lead the team to participate in a prestigious school competition. Just now, people from the student union went to her class to check on her. She hasn't come to class for a long time..."

This team leader was personally named by Principal Bai to lead the team, so Nan Mo felt it was necessary to tell Principal Bai about this...

When Ou Yan in the laboratory heard this, she looked at the evasive old man and asked, "Didn't I send you a WeChat message that day to tell you that I would not lead the team?"

The little old man talked about leading the team on the phone. Without waiting for Ouyan's response, he hurriedly hung up the phone and turned off the phone. Ouyan sent him another WeChat message, meaning that he was really busy and had no time to play with the little boy...

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