"Doctor Lin, the annual meeting has been held, everyone has all divided the money, your share is with Doctor Zhou."

"Okay, I get it," Lin Miao hung up the phone and turned to the balcony.

The little white mouse in the cage in the corner jumped around and ate happily in her melon seeds.

Lin Miao observed for a while, then returned to the phone and dialed the phone.

After a few days of sick leave, Lin Miao returned to the hospital.

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Qingwan called him.

"This is yours," Zhou Qingwan took out the money from the drawer.

"so much?"

Lin Miao was surprised.

"Eighty thousand," Zhou Qingwan smiled, "You deserve it."

"I did nothing," Lin Miao shrugged.

"If you don't have the medicine you gave, you can't pass the drug test."

Zhou Qingwan signaled, “Hold it.”

"Thank you then," Lin Miao took the money back, found a few newspapers, wrapped them into bundles, and put them in a bag.

In the evening, Lin Miao got off work with everyone.

Zhou Qingwan saw her holding a heavy bag and her mouth curled lightly.

The next day, Lin Miao put on a sterile suit to experiment, and Zhou Qingwan lightly buckled the glass outside.

Lin Miao came out and took off her mask, "Is there anything wrong?"

"This," Zhou Qingwan handed over a piece of paper, "made it out."

"What's this?"

Lin Miao brought it over.

"It's right," Zhou Qingwan said.

Lin Miao looked at the prescription carefully and found that most of them were the same as the one she had earlier, except that the dosage of two of the ingredients was twice as high.
Chapter completed!