The Woman who Became the “Male” God

In the end, An Xian only circled 20 acres of wasteland near the mental hospital. Just after signing the contract, the price of the land soared. The original land owner was desperate to make a living, and almost never broke the contract on the spot.

Although the plan has not kept up with the changes, the increase in land value also makes Anxian benefit quite a bit. The influx of other investors will undoubtedly bring alternative development opportunities here. It's just an urban area built around a mental hospital, and I don't know what it will become in the future.

An Xian doesn't have time to think about these for the time being, she is ready to start treating certain mental patients. Since taking over the psychiatric hospital, she has improved the treatment formula according to the conditions of each patient. She plans to hand over these formulas to Ji Jingze, who will be responsible for preparing them, and she will concentrate on refining more advanced specialized drugs.

"This is your task for the next month." An Xian told Ji Jingze, "Ten formulas, 100 sets of refining every day, to ensure that all finished products have a level of 2 stars or more, and the loss rate cannot exceed 2%. Each increase 10% of your salary will be deducted for every loss."

If it was before, how could Ji Jingze care about that salary? But now that the bank cards are frozen, I just point to that salary to live, and whenever he hears salary deductions, his stomach hurts.

Ji Jingze stared at the prescription sternly for a long time. Prescription is not difficult, but Anxian has high requirements for the grade and quantity of the drugs, and the loss rate cannot exceed 2%. This means that he must be highly focused when refining medicine, and he must not be slack in the slightest. As long as he failed three times or refined too many defective products, he would not be able to meet the requirements.

"How is it?" An Xian asked.

"No problem." Ji Jingze's unwillingness to admit defeat reappeared, and he agreed.

"Well, the medicinal materials in the warehouse are at your disposal. If you are missing, please tell Director Qiao."

After arranging Ji Jingze's work, An Xian returned to the office, reviewed the patient's medical records, and finally took out a few of them and decided to start with them. Intermediate and high-level specialty drugs need to be tailored. If used improperly, it is likely to have counterproductive effects and even cause mental riots.

Of the five subjects selected by Anxian for treatment, only one was an ordinary mental patient, and the other four were all experimental subjects that failed to practice the exercises.

Mental illness is difficult to cure, it can only be relieved and controlled. Unless they re-practice and cultivate their skills to a certain level, breaking through their personal shackles.

Therefore, Anxian intends to assist them in their practice while taking medication. If she doesn't make a move, she will do her best once she makes a move.

An Xian spent several days in the refining pharmacy.

Ji Jingze thinks he is hard enough, but compared to the restlessness, sleepless sleep and food, it's nothing short of it.

Even the metabolism stops at work. What kind of crazy state is this? Ji Jingze bowed to the wind and was convinced.

In fact, he doesn't need to belittle himself at all, because someone has already passed the bigu period and can avoid eating or drinking for a few days.

In addition to refining specialty drugs, Anxian also took the time to refine a set of therapeutic drugs, which were prepared for children in the orphanage. Although she has been very busy recently, she has not forgotten the children who are ill. It's just that, compared to specialty drugs, treatments for chronic and terminal illnesses are the shortcomings of ease. Because she needs to combine the medical knowledge of this era and repeatedly research and experiment to formulate a suitable prescription.

Anxian packaged the newly refined therapeutic drugs and sent them to the drug testing center to determine the efficacy and safety before giving them to the child.

So far, Anxian has developed and tested four drugs. She has also made considerable achievements in the field of therapeutic drug research.

"Leader, have you left?" Bai Hou Chu called as if pinching.

"Well, what's the matter?" An Xian asked casually.

"Go look at your mailbox, there are good things with spicy eyes." Bai Houchu's tone was a little weird.

Good thing for spicy eyes? Can something with spicy eyes be a good thing?

An Xian walked into the office, turned on the computer and boarded the mailbox, clicked on the email marked red by Bai Houchu. The sender's name was a string of meaningless symbols, but she knew who sent it by looking at the content.

[Look at these photos, if they are given to the He family, what do you think they will do? Attached to the letter are dozens of photos of her and He Lin together. The shooting angle is very clever, and even a pair of eyes has the affectionate effect. I don’t know where they got it.

[As your relative, I really don’t want to see you wrong yourself and be someone else’s underground lover. If you are willing to give us a chance to cooperate, we will help you fight for your due status. Although our Bell's family cannot be compared with the He's family, but they are also small in the locality. With your aunt's identity, it is not impossible to marry He Lin in a fair way. Roy, think about it. No matter how you deny it, you will always be a member of the Bell family. 】

The words seemed to be for Roy's sake everywhere, and if there were no threats behind, maybe someone would really believe it.

[If you really decide to abandon our relatives, then we can only reluctantly abandon you. We will give these photos to He's family and let them handle your relationship with He Lin. You may not know much about the power of the He family. Your current net worth is simply insignificant in their eyes. People who just move their fingers can leave you with nothing. And He Lin is the chief order maintainer who represents the authority of the alliance. He can't ruin his own future for you. 】

An Xian quickly scanned the letter and then turned it off. They want to threaten others with just a few unpopular photos, and they also make up for the plot. Are they really silly children who have never seen Roy?

Although these people are insignificant in An Xian's eyes, they are like gravel in a shoe.

After a moment of contemplation, An Xian simply and generously announced the photos. These are just some daily photos, no matter how ambiguous it is, there is no excessive intimacy. Let others go.

An Xian first put a few photos in the personal photo album of Huahua World, and then put a few photos in the Dean's Space on the website of the lunatic asylum, and then uploaded a few anonymously on the pollen forum, mainly to tell pollen where the photo was reprinted. .

A picture of the two male gods in the same frame immediately caused a sensation. Many netizens flooded into the photo albums and spaces for storing photos, and gave another wave of popularity to Huahua World and the Lunatic Hall.

[Cha Cha Cha, what did I see? He Dashen went out of the country with our male gods, and he blinded my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes! 】

[I said earlier that they have JQ, but the two did not interact on the Internet, so they did not attract many people's attention. 】

[I heard that He Dashen was injured before, and he was receiving treatment at the leader's house. 】

【real or fake? Facing the leader every day, is He Dashen still happy to die? ! 】

[It turns out that the leader is He Dashen's medicine, and I always feel that something terrible has been discovered. 】

[Don't talk nonsense upstairs, the leader is the medicine for all of us! Although I also respect He Dashen, if he dares to covet the leader, I will definitely fight with him. 】

[Ibid! As an iron fan of the leader, resolutely defend the chastity, force and beauty of the leader! 】

【As the God of He, why is he not worthy of your leader? 】

[He Dashen is good at everything, but a pity he is a mortal. 】

[The truth upstairs. 】

...

Manila and others are still waiting for Anxian's response, but Anxian's move to draw a salary from the bottom of the pan, instantly makes them dumbfounded, and makes them feel incredible. There are far more people supporting Anxian on the Internet than He Lin.

Are you all NC fans? How does an orphan who has opened an online shop compare with a high-ranking family heir? !

They are regarded as the photos of the handle, so they are regarded as the yy topic of entertaining the public.

Anxian is magnanimous to nasty, and the heart is like a bright realm, and there are no taboos.

On the other side, He Lin is secretly investigating the illegal experiments that the family has been involved in. The progress is not going smoothly. Everyone around them is wearing masks, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of it.

Just as he was exhausted, He Lin saw the photos Anxian posted.

The two people stand side by side, look at each other and smile, or bow their heads and whisper, like friends and lovers.

In the photo, he is elegant and handsome, his eyes are like water, and his body always exudes the breath of sunlight, as if he is warming his heart through the screen.

"He doesn't like to eat sour"-under the photo of the two of them dining, there was such a message attached, which attracted many interesting discussions among netizens.

[It turns out that He Dashen doesn't like to eat sour, so he certainly doesn't like to be jealous. 】

[Which restaurant is this? I will try it next time. These dishes look delicious. 】

[There is a saying called "beautiful food", under the beauty buff of the two male gods, even a lump of **** will become a peerless delicacy. 】

[There is mud upstairs, dare to be more elegant! 】

...

He Lin raised his mouth slightly, and typed a line below: He doesn't like spicy food.

He was using a trumpet, but he was still spotted by netizens looking fiercely. He went to the homepage in minutes, and then the leader of Aite asked for the truth, but unfortunately he didn't get a response.

He Lin clicked on another photo, and the two were standing by the car in the same dress. Postscript below the photo: The dress is STY custom, good quality, but it has no pockets.

[Hahaha, lord, what do you want in your pocket? 】

【of course? Of course it's used to hold fan value. 】

[The upstairs is so smart! 】

He Lin smiled slightly and continued to check the next photo.

Under each photo, there is a postscript, such as "He He Rin went abroad and was watched", "The snacks in the hotel are delicious", "The privacy glasses are very useful" and so on. They are ordinary and concise, but expressive. Kind of fun.

Looking at these photos over and over again, He Lin's boredom was wiped out.

"Hey Lord, the plane is ready, it's time to set off." Feituo reminded aloud.

He Lin restrained his expression, saved the photos one by one, then stood up and strode towards the door.

The above arranged for him to go abroad, and it is estimated that he will not see Huahua for several days. He suddenly wanted to take more photos with Huahua. If Huahua can never accept himself, then at least he still has these precious memories, not nothing.