In the end, Anxian only circled 20 acres of wasteland near the mental hospital. Just after signing the contract, the price of the land soared. The original owner of the land was so desperate that he almost broke the contract on the spot.
Although the plan has not caught up with the changes, the increase in land value has also brought a lot of leisure benefits. The influx of other investors will undoubtedly bring alternative development opportunities here. It's just a city built around a mental hospital, and I don't know what it will look like in the future.
Anxian has no time to think about this for the time being, and she is going to start treating some specific mental patients. Since taking over the mental hospital, she has improved the treatment formula according to the conditions of each patient. In the initial stage, she focused on conditioning and strengthening her foundation. She plans to hand over these formulas to Ji Jingze, who will be responsible for formulating them, while she concentrates on refining more advanced specialized medicines.
"This is your task for the next month." An Xian instructed Ji Jingze, "Ten recipes, refining 100 groups a day, to ensure that all finished products have a grade of 2-star or higher, and the loss rate cannot exceed 2%. As soon as 10% is lost, 10% of your salary will be deducted."
If it was before, why would Ji Jingze care about that salary? But now that the bank cards have been frozen, he lives by pointing at that salary, and his stomach hurts whenever he hears that the salary is deducted.
Ji Jingze stared at the prescription for a long time with a grim expression. The prescription is not difficult, but safety has high requirements on the quality and quantity of drugs, and the loss rate cannot exceed 2%. This means that he must be highly focused when refining the medicine, and he must not be slack in the slightest. As long as he fails three times or produces too many defective products, he will not be able to meet the requirements.
"How is it?" An Xian asked.
"No problem." Ji Jingze's unwillingness to admit defeat appeared again, and he agreed.
"Okay, you can use the medicinal materials in the warehouse. If you are missing, just tell Director Qiao."
After arranging Ji Jingze's work, he returned to the office in peace, reviewed the patient's medical records, and finally took out a few of them and decided to start with them. Intermediate and high-level specialized drugs need to be customized. If they are used improperly, they may have adverse effects and even cause mental riots.
Of the five subjects An Xian selected for treatment, there was only one common mental patient, and the other four were experimental subjects who had failed to practice the exercises.
Mental illness is difficult to cure, it can only be alleviated and controlled. Unless they practice again and cultivate their skills to a certain level, breaking through personal shackles.
Therefore, Anxian intends to assist them in their cultivation at the same time as drug treatment. If she doesn't make a move, she will do her best. Once she does, she will do her best.
For several days, An Xian spent in the refining pharmacy.
Ji Jingze thinks that he is diligent enough, but compared to the peace and quiet of being distracted and forgetting food and sleep, it is nothing compared to nothing.
Even the metabolism stops when working, what kind of crazy state is this? Ji Jingze willingly bowed down and was convinced.
In fact, he doesn't need to belittle himself at all, because someone has already passed the inedia period and can go without food or drink for a few days.
In addition to refining specialized drugs, Anxian also took the time to refine a set of therapeutic drugs, which were prepared for the children of the orphanage. Although she has been very busy recently, she has not forgotten those children who are suffering from diseases. It's just that compared to specialized drugs, the treatment of chronic and terminal illnesses is a shortcoming of safety. Because she needs to combine the medical knowledge of this era and repeatedly research and experiment to formulate a suitable prescription.
Anxian packs the newly refined therapeutic drugs and sends them to the drug testing center to determine the efficacy and safety before giving them to children.
So far, there have been four drugs developed and tested by Anxian, and she has also made considerable achievements in the field of therapeutic drug research.
"Leader, are you out of the customs?" Bai Houchu called as if he was pinching.
"Well, what's the matter?" An Xian asked casually.
"Go check your mailbox, it's a good thing with hot eyes." Bai Houchu's tone was a little weird.
Good stuff for hot eyes? Can something with spicy eyes be a good thing
An Xian walked into the office, turned on the computer and went to the mailbox, and clicked on Bai Houchu's red-marked mail. 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 you hand them over to the He family, what do you think they will do? ] Dozens of photos of her and He Rin together were attached to the letter. The angle of shooting was very clever, and just looking at each other gave the effect of being affectionate. I don't know where they got it from.
[As your relative, I really don't want to see you wronged 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 rightful place. Although our Bell family can't be compared with the He family, but it is also famous in the local area, plus your aunt's identity, it is not impossible to marry He Rin justifiably. Roy, think about it, no matter how you deny it, you are always a member of the Bell family. The so-called "one glory and one loss, one loss", with a family as the backing, is better than wandering alone.]
The words seemed to be thinking of Roy everywhere. If there was no threat from behind, maybe some people would really believe it.
[If you really decide to give up our relatives, then we can only reluctantly give up on you. We will give these photos to the He family and let them handle your relationship with He Rin. You may not know much about the power of the He family. Your current net worth is insignificant in their eyes, and they can make you have nothing with the slightest touch of a finger. And He Rin is the chief order maintainer representing the authority of the alliance, and he cannot ruin his future for you.]
An Xian quickly scanned the letter and closed it. Just wanting to threaten others with a few unremarkable photos, and thinking about the plot for themselves, do they really think that Roy is a stupid child who has never seen the world
Although these people are insignificant in An Xian's eyes, they are like gravel in a shoe, and if they don't get out, they will always break their feet.
After a moment of contemplation, An Xian simply released these photos generously. These are just some daily photos, no matter how ambiguous they are, there is nothing too intimate, let others go.
An Xian first put a few pictures in Huahua World's personal album, then put a few pictures in the dean's space of the madhouse website, and then uploaded a few pictures anonymously on the pollen forum, mainly to tell Huafen where the photos were reproduced from .
The photo of the two male gods in the same frame immediately caused a sensation. Many netizens flocked to the photo albums and spaces for storing photos, which brought a wave of popularity to Huahua World and Madman Hall.
[Crap, what did I see? He Dashen and our male god left the country in the same frame, which blinded my titanium alloy dog eyes!]
[I said earlier that they have JQ, but the two of them didn't have much interaction on the Internet, so they didn't attract much attention.]
[I heard that God He was injured before, and was treated at the home of the leader.]
[real or fake? Facing the leader every day, God He is still not happy to die? !]
[It turns out that the leader of the alliance is the medicine of He Dashen, and I always feel that something extraordinary has been discovered.]
[Don't talk nonsense upstairs, the leader is the medicine for all of us! Although I also respect God He, if he dares to covet the leader, I will definitely fight with him.]
[Same as above! As a die-hard fan of the alliance leader, resolutely protect the alliance leader's chastity, force and prosperous beauty!]
[With the status of God He, how can you not be worthy of your alliance leader?]
[He Dashen is good in everything, but unfortunately he is a mortal.]
[The truth upstairs.]
…
Manilai and others were still waiting for An Xian's response, but An Xian's move made them dumbfounded instantly, and it made them feel even more incredible that there were far more people supporting An Xian online than He Rin.
Are you all NC fans? How does an orphan who runs an online shop compare to a powerful family heir? !
The photos they regarded as a handle were treated as a yy topic to entertain the public.
Anxian confronts filth with magnanimity, his heart is like a bright state, and there are no taboos.
On the other hand, He Rin was secretly investigating the illegal experiments that the family had been involved in, and it was not going well.
While exhausted, He Rin saw the photos posted by An Xian.
The two stood side by side, looked at each other and smiled, or bowed their heads and whispered, 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 sunshine, as if through the screen, it warms his heart.
"He doesn't like to eat sour" - such a message was attached under the photo of the two dining, which attracted many netizens to discuss with great interest.
[It turns out that God He doesn't like to eat sour, so he definitely doesn't like to be jealous either.]
[Which restaurant is this? I'll 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 piece of shit will become a peerless delicacy.]
[The upstairs is muddy, dare you be more elegant!]
…
He Rin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and typed a line below: He doesn't like spicy food.
He was using a trumpet, but he was discovered by eye-catching netizens, and he topped the homepage in minutes, and then the leader of Aite asked for the truth, but unfortunately he didn't get a response.
He Rin clicked on another photo, and the two stood by the car wearing the same dress. Postscript below the photo: The dress is custom made by STY, the quality is good, but there is no pocket.
[Hahaha, Alliance Leader, what do you want in your pocket?]
[of course? Of course, it is used to pretend to be fans.]
[Upstairs is really smart!]
He Rin smiled slightly and continued to check the next photo.
Under each photo, there is a postscript, such as "He Rin went abroad and was watched by onlookers", "Snacks in the hotel are delicious", "peep-proof glasses are very useful", etc., ordinary and concise, but revealing Kind of fun.
Looking at these photos over and over again, the annoyance in He Rin's heart was swept away.
"He, the plane is ready, it's time to go." Fei Tuo reminded.
He Rin restrained her expression, saved the photos one by one, then stood up and strode towards the door.
The above arranged for him to go abroad again, and it is estimated that he will not see Huahua for several days. He suddenly wanted to take more pictures with Huahua. If Huahua could never accept himself, then at least he still had these precious memories, not nothing.