She sat quietly in the corner, listening to the discussion of the combination of various medicines and the possible reactions of some medicines. She is good at medicine, not Eastern medicine.
And the pharmacist in this meeting room is researching several kinds of traditional medicine that can strengthen. In fact, she is very confident in her medical skills. For those diseases that are primary or caused by trauma, she can use her medical skills to cure them.
There is no need to specialize in research and development of new drugs, but as the staff just said, there is a shortage of people in this field. She couldn't go to the doctors one by one in person. Maybe helping develop a new drug is a credit.
Caroline believes that in order to develop new drugs, it is necessary to classify the drugs according to these types of diseases, instead of mixing them together in general, which will affect the curative effect and will not be successful.
But she will be very new and it will be difficult to talk. After the meeting, she will probably understand what kind of medicine extract they used for the test.
When the pharmacists returned to the laboratory, Professor Sun, a senior pharmacist, came in to inform everyone. Caroline's team will also join in the future.
Caroline greeted everyone with a smile and hoped that everyone would take care of her in the future. But no one responded to her, just glanced at her lightly, and started working.
She pursed her lips wittily, walked to the desk, turned on the pen and electricity, used the several medicine extracts they mentioned at the meeting, formulated the formula, and recorded it on the computer at the same time.
She quickly became alone, and people couldn't help laughing.
She quickly formulated the extracts of the original medicine according to her own ideas, but after many actuarial calculations, although these medicines all play a role in helping, they cannot achieve the miraculous effect of restoring the function of the original medicine.
She has been a doctor since childhood. She is very sensitive to medicinal herbs. In addition, she has a mentor and a long-lost medical book. Proficient in all physiology, pathology, pharmacology and medical theory of medicine.
Although she is very proficient in medicine, she is not a miracle doctor, so if she wants to develop a good medicine that can cure the root cause, she still needs to proceed step by step.
Moreover, she has excellent medical skills, so she can't let others know. She is just a pharmacist and can only do what a pharmacist should do. At noon, all the staff went to the restaurant on the first floor for dinner.
Caroline also put down her work and followed everyone to the restaurant on the first floor. The restaurant adopts a warm and romantic European decoration style, with black glass round tables, exquisite weaving, and gorgeous rattan chairs, creating a casual atmosphere.
There is also a large outdoor dining area on the west side of the restaurant. There is also a crimson banana umbrella on the equally majestic table and chairs. She is a newcomer. A dining place with a beautiful view outside does not belong to her.
She took the plate and found a place where no one was there. She was enjoying it alone, playing with her mobile phone. Returning to the eighth floor after lunch, she found that the glass door with strong protection could not enter.
She did not have a work permit, nor did she have her fingerprints entered into the original lock system. For a while, she could only stand at the door and wait for her colleagues to come back. It took a long time for the colleagues to come out of the elevator. She wanted to follow them into the open glass door but was stopped.
"I'm sorry, we're here. One person can swipe his card in, and he can't bring other people in." "But I also work here..." Before she finished speaking, the other party had already mercilessly closed the glass door again.
She tried, and no one, not even colleagues who worked in the same group and lab in the morning, would bring her in. She couldn't bear to stand outside the door and wait, but she waited for several hours before getting off work, and no one let her in.
She has always been indifferent and will not get angry, watching her colleagues come out of the glass door. She smiled and was in good spirits. She doesn't have to work all afternoon. In fact, she's cool. She was the last one to take the elevator after everyone got off work.
At the gate of the institute, Elon's car was already parked there, as if waiting for her. She seemed a little angry when she thought about him leaving in the morning. She didn't expect him to come to pick up her work now. She walked over and knocked on the window.
The window slid down quickly. The man's handsome profile is resolute and sexy. He didn't turn to look at her. The thin lips moved slightly, making a unique magnetic low voice, "Get in the car."
She smiled, walked quickly to the other side, opened the door and sat on it. "You leave work so early," she didn't say anything after getting into the car. "Excellent" his voice was a little stiff.
She pursed her lips, glanced at him with a smile, turned to look out the window, and stopped looking for words. The interior of the car was so quiet that even the driver in the front row didn't dare to go out.
She didn't know that the man around him was in a bad mood, it just affected him a little. She is always as cold as water.
The car drove directly into the main house of the manor. When passing by the villa where she lives, she sees what her mom is looking at. She looked back and found that her mom saw his car driving, and followed up with high heels.
She suddenly looked at Elon beside her. At this time, the man was leisurely looking at a document. He seemed to know that she would look for him, so his thin lips were kept tightly pressed together in an inconspicuous arc.