Chapter 470 The Seven Sons of the Frontier, Li Qiao Is Almighty

Chapter 470 The Seven Sons of the Frontier, Li Qiao is Almighty

This time, it was Li Qiao's turn to be surprised, "Huh? You still keep it?"

"You're talking nonsense, you don't know how popular that special medicine is?"

Li Qiao said 'oh', "I don't know, didn't I just do it with you at the time."

That's true, because the frontier seven sons are always injured, so she followed Xia Siyu to study the treatment prescription when nothing happened, and later developed a medicine that has special effects on wound healing.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that not long after the prescription was developed, Fourth Su dragged the two of them into the medical alliance.

Xia Siyu at the other end: "..."

Sometimes she felt that Li Qiao's attitude of playing with the world was really love-hate.

He is obviously the most capable one among the seven frontier sons, but he has no self-consciousness at all.

When the Seven Sons hadn't disbanded, someone asked them privately why everyone favored and indulged Li Qiao, who was the youngest.

Obviously she looks lazy, as if she is the most incompetent one.

At that time, Hui Tsai, who was the eldest brother, hadn't passed away yet, so he explained the other party's confusion in a doting tone, "Because the other six of us have different abilities, but only her... is omnipotent."

That's right, Li Qiao is an all-around little seven cub with the abilities of six people in one.

Whether it's Shen Qingye who obtained information, or Xia Siyu who provided medicine, Li Qiao has all the strengths they are proud of.

It's just that she never moves unless it is absolutely necessary.

Hanging around in the team of seven sons all day will give people the illusion that she has no strength.

Anyone who has really understood the deeds of the Seventh Son will understand that they love Li Qiao not because she is the youngest and the most capable.

Rather, she had died for each of them.

...

That night, Li Qiao went back to her dormitory in Renhe Lab.

Sitting by the window, she lowered her head and untied the gauze, looked carefully, and couldn't help but sigh.

When she saw the test report and Li Ru ran over to find fault, she couldn't hold back for a moment and smashed the machine.

It's not that the content of the drug test can't be seen by others, it's just that I feel depressed and want to vent it.

The result... careless.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Li Qiao didn't feel much sleepy. Fifth Xia asked someone to deliver medicine to her, and it was estimated that it would be delivered tonight.

She thought about it, saw the computer on the table, got up and fished it in her hand, leaned against the head of the bed, put the computer on her lap and turned it on.

With a curious mind, Li Qiao landed on a certain stock platform.

When she entered the account number and password in "The Autobiography of the Stock God", the page that popped up really stunned her.

The account is still there, and even the account holding the position is still operating normally.

As for the funds... as many as ten figures, she didn't count carefully, because it was definitely over ten billion.

So much money, is it still there?

Li Qiao opened the transaction details, densely packed with data from top to bottom.

Whether the stock market has shrunk or the stock market has stabilized, it seems to be exactly the same as the female stock god's prediction.

It's just that such an excellent stock market trader, why are there so few deeds related to her?

And this account, if it wasn't placed in that notebook, would it be buried in the torrent of time forever?

Li Qiao was fascinated, and the time was passing by bit by bit, but at a certain moment, a strange number suddenly flashed across her mind.

She immediately logged out of the account again, and when she logged in again, she pressed the last digit of the password, and her eyes froze suddenly.

The last three digits of the password are 312, which is her birthday.

coincidence?

She even had a momentary urge to go to Shang Zonghai and ask what this female stock god had to do with her.

Or... in the end who is her.

Li Qiao picked up her phone, looked through the photo of the female stock goddess that Charles had sent, and looked at it intently for a long, long time.

Reason told her that she couldn't ask Shang Zonghai, because he definitely wouldn't tell.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

Li Qiao fingered the photos on the screen. After countless alternate years, the image of this female stock god seemed to be more and more concrete and three-dimensional.

She faintly began to look forward to whether there would be more gains in the translation content of the next twenty pages.

...

Early the next morning, mist hung over the city.

The weather was gloomy, and the sun struggled to shine through the clouds.

After Li Qiao got up to wash and wash, she applied a layer of milky white ointment to the back of her hands, blew on it and went out the door.

At one o'clock in the morning last night, she received ten bottles of special trauma medicine from the general manager of the Nanyang Branch of Huanxia Pharmaceutical Company in the downstairs of the dormitory.

Ten bottles is a bit much, but after her hand injury heals, she can send a few bottles to Shang Yu.

Even though Shang's pharmaceutical company has an independent research and development laboratory, this special-grade medicine has added Myanmar's unique herbal medicine, which has a miraculous effect on wound healing.

In the scientific research institute, Li Qiao felt that the atmosphere was extremely dull when she walked into the research room.

When the seven or eight researchers saw her enter the door, they had different expressions, some of them sympathetic and mocking.

Li Ru was the one who mocked.

The fact that a junior researcher of the genetic mutation project team smashed a high-priced testing device, after spreading by someone with a heart, now the entire scientific research institute knows about it.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao was called into the meeting room of the personnel department in the building next door.

Academician Jiang and Li Ru also came together, and Zhang Ji, the head of personnel, turned the computer on the desk in front of Li Qiao, and said quite seriously, "Researcher Li, take a look at this first."

Li Qiao half-supported her forehead, glanced at it, and said nothing, "Let's just talk about the result."

Zhang Ji was startled for a second, then looked at Academician Jiang in disbelief.

The students under him destroyed the important instruments of the scientific research institute, which was the first bad incident since the establishment of the institute.

But Academician Jiang's performance at the moment made Zhang Ji even more confused.

The old man was wearing glasses, with his elbows resting on the back of the chair, and his fingers crossed in front of him. There was no tension in his posture, but... the old god was leisurely and casual.

Zhang Ji withdrew his gaze and cleared his throat, "Academician Jiang, although Researcher Li is your student and you have made countless contributions to our scientific research, don't blame us for being ungrateful. Her situation is really serious."

Academician Jiang nodded, "Well, you're right."

Zhang Ji blinked, and continued to talk to himself, "Researcher Li's report last night is indeed true after our investigation, and all the surveillance cameras in the laboratory have also captured it.

So... Researcher Li, for your behavior, we must seriously criticize you, and at the same time, we need you to compensate for the equipment loss of the scientific research institute. "

Li Qiao opened her eyelids to look at him, and asked with a half-smile, "Not fired?"

Zhang Ji pursed his lips, a little displeased with her calm attitude, and said in a heavy tone: "As long as you can compensate according to the price and apologize to Researcher Li, we consider you a first-time offender, and we can keep you in the research institute." position."