Chapter 1090

This makes Gu Zhi a little sad. He has feelings with the mouse, just like a good friend.

They are the only viable little guys in the infirmary except themselves.

Sometimes when I encounter a bottleneck in medical research, I will talk to the mice, and all the problems will be solved.

The death of the mouse proved the failure of his research, which made Gu Zhi feel deeply frustrated.

He is Gu Zhi. Gu Zhi is more powerful than Hua Tuo. How can he be helpless against a poison?

By the river, he took a cigarette and frowned.

Su Xiaoxiao places all her hopes on herself. It's about life. She can only succeed, not fail.

But what about him? Obviously failed.

Gusts of evening wind blew his dark hair, but it could not disperse the sadness in his heart.

He smoked two cigarettes in a row, and the melancholy still lingered on his mind.

He threw away his cigarette butts, put his hands in his windbreaker pocket, and Gu Zhi began to walk back.

As he walked, he recalled his research on silylic acid these days.

He didn't drive out. He just kept blowing the cold wind, hoping to find some inspiration.

But I didn't expect to meet Xia ting on such a night, and in such a dog blood way.

"Catch the thief! Someone robbed! Stop! Stop! "

A discordant voice cut through the quiet night.

Gu Zhi heard the sound and saw a thin guy running quickly with a bag. He looked back at the middle-aged man who followed him from time to time.

"Help me stop him! Robbery! You stop! "

Gu Zhi stood on the sidewalk, staring at the thin man running closer and closer to himself.

"Catch the thief! Someone robbed! You stop! " The man was out of breath and obviously couldn't catch up.

"Stop! I can give you the money! Give me your ID! "

The middle-aged man chased hard and shouted. It was obvious that his physical strength could not catch up with the trained thief, and the gap between them was getting farther and farther.

The skinny man was getting closer and closer to Gu. He ran, looked back a few steps and looked proud.

Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters

Gu was caught off guard and stretched out his leg——

Snap!

"Ouch!"

The man fell and ate shit.

Gu Zhi's cold eyes stared at the man who was lying on the ground in pain.

The man was dizzy. He struggled to lift his eyes a few seconds later. His whole face was blue and blue, and suddenly his nose was bleeding!

"You..." the man shrunk his legs and found that he couldn't get up at all. He fell too hard and should have hurt his bone. "You're sick! Mind your own business! "

Gu Zhihan, with his eyes in his eyes, bent down and grabbed a men's briefcase from his hand, "I'm not sick, I'm a doctor, you're sick."

At this time, Xia Ting was panting and ran to him. He didn't have time to take a look at him. He angrily stared at the embarrassed man lying on the ground, "why don't you have hands and feet?! Come and rob! "

The man covered his bleeding nose and grinned with pain.

Gu Zhi returned the bag to him.

Xia Ting thought back, "thank you!"

When Gu Zhi turned his eyes to his four eyes, the two big men were surprised.

The skinny man lying on the ground bowed up to escape, but Gu Zhi caught him. A policeman rushed over not far away. Gu Zhi turned the man over to them, "this is not a thief, it's a robbery. Do what you should do. I'm the private doctor of President Sheng of Sheng's group. My name is Gu Zhi."

"Hello, Mr. Gu. We know what to do."

If you move president Sheng, you will deal with it well.