After rebirth, I used medical skills to overwhelm the rich

Time flies, half a month later.

Zhao's Pharmaceutical Office Building.

There was a loud noise from the president's office, and Zhao Qijun's furious voice came out: "This is the new drug you have researched? It was squeezed out of the market just a few days after it was launched, so it's not shameful!"

The person in charge of the R&D department kept wiping his sweat and stammered: "Mr. Zhao, our medicines are not bad, but who knows that Jiang's Pharmaceuticals is specifically against us. Whatever medicines we produce, they will produce whatever medicines. Even when we are still in research and development, their drug is on the market... There is nothing we can do about it..."

They all know that Jiang's Pharmaceutical has a medical center called "Quingangtang". There are Chinese medicine masters and geniuses in Chinese medicine who are in charge of it.

Being targeted by them, the R&D department is really powerless.

Zhao Qijun also knew that the R&D department was innocent, the culprit was Jiang Liang and Jiang Baoer, but he couldn't get angry at Jiang Liang and the others, the R&D department could only bear the anger.

He rubbed his temples, feeling pain in his brain like needles, and closed his eyes tiredly.

He has been under too much pressure these days. He can't sleep well every night.

I dreamed that he used to live a hard life in the village, facing the loess and back to the sky, working like an old scalper.

He also dreamed about the details of himself and Jiang Shulan, especially her appearance before death, replaying in his mind over and over again.

Every time I wake up from a nightmare, and then I can't fall back to sleep.

I can't sleep well at night, I don't have energy during the day, and I feel in a trance, but I can't fall asleep no matter what.

Zhao Qijun felt that he was neurasthenic, so he went to the hospital for an examination, and concluded that he was overthinking and had insomnia, and he was prescribed sleeping pills.

But Zhao Qijun ate it to no avail. Should he suffer from insomnia or insomnia, a lot of hair fell out.

Now he is no longer as energetic as before, and his well-maintained face has aged a lot, his face is pale, with dark circles under his eyes, he looks very haggard.

Standing with Lu Bing, it's almost like two generations. They went shopping together to buy clothes before, and were recognized as Lu Bing's father by the salesman.

Zhao Qijun was very angry, but when he saw himself in the mirror, he was really old.

This was the first time since he was rich that he felt inferior in front of a woman.

Because of this incident, the relationship between him and Lu Bing has stiffened a lot, coupled with frequent accidents in the company, Zhao Qijun finally realized what it means to be "destroyed".

The person in charge of the R&D department cautiously raised his head. Seeing his complexion, he hesitated for a while before saying, "Mr. Zhao, Miss came to the R&D department yesterday..."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Qijun's face instantly became gloomy: "What is she doing in the R&D department!"

The voice was full of impatience. It didn't seem to be talking about a daughter, but rather an enemy.

"Miss wants to lay off a few people, saying that they are not capable. She also brought a few medical students and wants me to arrange them."

"Nonsense!" Zhao Qijun slapped the table fiercely, and said furiously, "She thought it was a play... When you see her in the future, just kick her out."

Zhao Xinrou has hardly concealed her ambition these days. It is Sima Zhao's heart to covet the company, and everyone knows it.

The person in charge wiped off his sweat, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Miss Xinrou has a very bad temper and has broken a lot of equipment in the R&D department. We don't dare to force it, otherwise the entire R&D department will become a dump."

When he said this, he looked at Zhao Qijun earnestly and looked forward to it.

Mr. Zhao can reimburse you for the machine your daughter broke.

Zhao Qijun understood what he meant, sighed, and waved his hands irritably: "Go to finance."

The person in charge immediately beamed with joy, and before he left, he added another knife: "By the way, Miss Xinrou made a big fuss in the personnel office before, and she wanted to install in various departments..."

Halfway through the speech, seeing Zhao Qijun's gloomy face, the person in charge quickly slipped away.

The office was quiet again.

Zhao Qijun pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling his temples throbbing all the time.

After sitting on the chair for a long time, he called Zhao Xinrou.

She didn't know what she was doing, and she picked it up after a long time, and her tone was irritable and impatient: "What are you doing!"

Zhao Qijun's heart was burning with anger, and he frowned: "Zhao Xinrou, I'm your father, talk to me better."

He felt very puzzled. After Xu Ying was imprisoned, Zhao Xinrou's temper became more and more irritable day by day, and she was like a powder keg, igniting at any moment.

He embarrassed his father several times in the company. Before, because of Xu Ying, he could not bear to teach Zhao Xinrou a lesson. This time, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Zhao Xinrou, I'm not dead yet."

Zhao Qijun's eyes were gloomy, and his pale face looked gloomy: "If you can't wait to make small moves in the company, do you think I'm dead?"

Zhao Xinrou's expression froze, she wanted to argue that she didn't mean that, but for some reason, hearing his cold tone, there was an unknown fire in her heart.

Then without thinking about it, the words from the bottom of my heart blurted out: "Dad, your company is mine. If you don't give it to me, it will be mine. Since it will be mine in the future, what's wrong with me getting used to it in advance? Don't you want to keep it?" Give it to Lu Bing and the bastard in her stomach, and don't care whether they are compatible or not!"