I don't want to be a doctor either.

Huang Qiuling estimated that his silly disciple might not understand the value of general physical medicine, so he took out a calculator and said to Jingyu while pressing it: "You may not understand how much wealth physical medicine can bring you. The 10 million I mentioned before is nothing, and there is no exaggeration at all."

"It's not that we want to raise the price, but according to the current output of raw materials, mainly because the light stone is too scarce, so even the lowest level guard-level physique No. 3 is estimated to sell for several hundred yuan per gram, and the best physique No. 1 is estimated to be nearly a thousand yuan per gram."

"As for the two types of general-level ones, they cost at least five or six thousand per gram."

"In fact, the most common levels of trainers are apprentice and professional. There are nearly ten million of them in the country. Even if only half of them buy a few grams every month?"

“That’s billions.”

"As drug developers, we can earn at least 7 million yuan in commissions every month. If you take %, that's nearly billion yuan a year. This is still a low estimate. Are you sure you want to give me just a small amount?"

"One... one billion!?"

Jing Yu listened to Huang Qiuling calculating, the terrifying figures had already made him dizzy, he only vaguely heard that in the end he could earn 1 billion a year.

Then he burped, fell to the ground, and his two eyes turned into the shape of “￥”.

"Ah, what happened?" Huang Qiuling was shocked when he saw Jingyu suddenly falling to the ground. Just as he was about to step forward, Lu Tianran had already rushed up.

She checked Jingyu's breath, felt his pulse, and then flipped his eyelids. Everything was normal. Lu Tianran touched his chest and exhaled: "It's okay, teacher, he was just too excited, and maybe his body is a little weak... He should wake up in a few minutes..."

"No, no need for artificial respiration?" Huang Qiuling asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianran rolled his eyes at Huang Qiuling and said with some stammering, "For now... For now..."

"Hmm..." Lu Tianran was silent for a while, then knelt on the ground, gently lifted Jingyu's head and placed it on his legs.

"Poor junior brother, you must have suffered a lot since childhood, you have never seen so much money..."

Huang Qiuling glanced at Lu Tianran when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously: "Tianran, is there a possibility that most people have never seen so much money..."

About ten minutes later, Jingyu gradually woke up, but his head was still buzzing and filled with voices he didn't know who was speaking, and it seemed like many people were rapping in his ears at the same time.

"One billion, one billion. You can't spend it all in your lifetime..."

"I wanted to get along with you guys as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was alienation. I won't pretend anymore. I'm going to be honest..." and so on.

As the voice became smaller and smaller, Jingyu opened his eyes and saw a frowning face at first glance. It looked strangely pretty. As his consciousness gradually cleared, he recognized it: "Ah, Senior Sister."

When Lu Tianran found that Jingyu had woken up, his brows relaxed and he hurriedly shouted, "Teacher, my junior brother is awake." Then he heard Huang Qiuling's concerned voice and footsteps getting closer.

Jingyu sat up in a daze. When he turned around, he realized that he seemed to have been resting his head on his senior sister's legs.

Under Jingyu's shocked gaze, Lu Tianran stood up with a slightly blushing face, but because he had maintained the same posture for too long, his legs felt numb and he was about to fall down if he didn't stand firmly.

Jingyu quickly reached out to help, which prevented Lu Tianran from falling.

Huang Qiuling arrived, and then he saw Jingyu put one hand on Lu Tianran's waist and holding Lu Tianran's hand with the other hand, while Lu Tianran's body leaned back slightly, and they just looked at each other.

"Huh?" Huang Qiuling was stunned, but he quickly took out his cell phone and snapped...

Jingyu and Lu Tianran looked at Huang Qiuling at the same time. The next moment, Lu Tianran stood up, let go of Jingyu's hand and jumped to the side. Jingyu also stood up straight.

The two of them looked like students discovered by a teacher... ah, they were indeed students discovered by a teacher.

But the teacher was holding her cell phone with a smile on her face.

"Well, senior sister's legs were numb and she almost fell down. I helped her up." Jing Yu said.

"Yeah, yes." Lu Tianran said as he bent over and rubbed his still numb thigh.

"It's okay, it's okay. No need to explain to me. I support it." Huang Qiuling showed two rows of white dentures.

"No, who explained it to you? I'm just stating what happened!" Jing Yu argued helplessly, and then he looked at Lu Tianran again, "Senior sister, please clarify, no, I'm just making excuses, no..."

But Lu Tianran didn't say anything, nor did he look at him. He just kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The little farce was over quickly, and as for the dividends, under Jingyu's mandatory request, the distribution result was that Huang Qiuling got 4%, Jingyu and Lu Tianran each got 3%.

Huang Qiuling and Lu Tianran looked at Jingyu with complicated eyes at this result. Even though he had figured out what kind of wealth physical medicines could bring, and even though this guy obviously loved money to death and even fainted from excitement, he still divided the dividends equally without hesitation in the end, and gave Huang Qiuling an extra 10%.

What can be explained is that Jingyu loves money, but he values ​​friendship more. It can also be seen what position the two of them occupy in Jingyu's heart.

After the division, the three masters and apprentices stood at the entrance of the research institute. Jing Yu waved to Huang Qiuling and Lu Tianran with a smile on his face: "Let's go, teacher, senior sister."

The little Charmander also waved his little short hands with tears and snot. He was very sad that he could not eat the delicious food made by his sister.

"Well, go ahead." Huang Qiuling forced a smile.

"Hmm..." Lu Tianran replied in a low voice.

Jing Yu turned around with the little fire dragon, leaving Huang Qiuling and Lu Tianran with a free and easy back view...

Five seconds later, Jingyu still hadn't left.

"Why don't you leave?" Huang Qiuling said unhappily.

Hearing Huang Qiuling's voice, Lu Tianran also raised his head and found that Jingyu was still there.

"Teacher, Senior Sister..." Jing Yu scratched his head helplessly and pointed at the piles of bags around him, and said with a smile: "I can't carry it all by myself, can you give me a ride?"