Chapter Twenty-Six: High-Style Sweetness
In Beijing, the August heat is still steaming, irritating everyone who wants to concentrate on something, and the windy nights at this time are very stingy, never bringing a trace of coolness to people.
Zhong Xiaoling was concentrating on the experiment in the laboratory, thinking about what Team Leader Duan said in the morning, she felt full of motivation for a while. In the morning, Zhong Xiaoling had just arrived at the experimental group, and was called together for a meeting, Duan Bowen announced with a fighting face that the research group would participate in the National Medical Research Conference in a year, and the research team that won the first place would have the opportunity to go to the UK for half a year of medical research, and the cost of the research would be fully responsible for the organizer. After speaking, the whole group cheered, this free foreign research is a rare opportunity for a medical group like them that has just been organized for two or three years, and everyone is highly motivated to win the first place in one fell swoop.
This time they plan to participate in the selection of the topic is cell regeneration technology, although this technology is blooming everywhere at home and abroad, but there is still a lot of research space, and it is more in line with the current application prospects, because the difficulty of research is relatively large, so the chance of winning the award is also relatively large.
Zhong Xiaoling and Wei Yongheng are divided into group A and B, and conduct experiments at the same time to help each other, because the experimental group has other research topics, so they have a clear time arrangement, generally to study other topics in the morning, and then study cell regeneration in the afternoon, because they have great expectations for this project, because of the complexity of the coursework, an experiment may have to be repeated tens of thousands of times, so Zhong Xiaoling and Wei Yongheng will work overtime until ten o'clock in the evening without compensation, affected by the two of them, members of other groups also began to work overtime, The fighting spirit of the whole group was at its peak.
When Zhong Xiaoling returned home, she almost didn't have the strength to wash, and she felt like she could fall asleep when she lay on the sofa, and every cell in her body refused to move. Suddenly, her mobile phone rang, and Zhong Xiaoling reluctantly moved her tired body to answer the phone.
"Hello? Ming, what's wrong? Zhong Xiaoling rubbed her eyes and asked, her voice very tired.
"Listen to your voice, haven't you been too tired lately, you just went, and the intensity of your work is so great?." An extremely gentle voice rang out on the phone.
"No, we're going to the competition, of course we have to prepare with all our might, maybe it's a little tiring at the beginning, but it'll be fine after a while." Zhong Xiaoling smiled happily when she heard Gao Zhongming's gentle voice.
"Okay, I know, but no matter how busy you are, you still have to take a break." Gao Zhongming's voice always made Zhong Xiaoling feel like a deer was running through in her heart.
"Well, I know, you're also tired, aren't you all prepared for everything in the store, and you have to rest early."
"Okay, I know, I'm not worried about you, besides, my Ling is so good, I'm afraid that you think my boyfriend is unqualified, I have a sense of crisis, okay, go to sleep quickly." Listening to Gao Zhongming's coquettishness, Zhong Xiaoling was secretly happy in her heart, it turned out that he who had always been serious on weekdays still had such a side.
Zhong Xiaoling hung up the phone happily, smiled sweetly and fell asleep, in the dream she seemed to dream of Gao Zhongming, his gentle voice and warm hug.
The next morning, Zhong Xiaoling had just walked into the research institute, and suddenly received a round of warm applause, Zhong Xiaoling didn't understand the situation at all, and stood at the door a little overwhelmed. After the applause, Moss stood up, with a smile on his face, and a cup of cappuccino in his hand, then walked up to Zhong Xiaoling and handed it to her and said, "This is from your boyfriend, thanks to you, our whole group can drink." After speaking, he glanced at Zhong Xiaoling with a gossipy look, and then returned to his seat. As soon as Moss sat down, Wei Yongheng said to himself beside him, "Originally, there was a group of single dogs and female violent maniacs, and I finally looked forward to a cute soft girl, but she still has a master, alas, life is not bitter, death is not sad, why is my life so bitter." After speaking, he was naturally beaten by Moss, and then Wei Yongheng's tragic cry for help sounded in the office, and in the end, it was the team leader who went out to personally persuade him to escape.
Zhong Xiaoling held the still warm cappuccino in her hand, and there was an indescribable sweetness in her heart, with a bright smile on her face, which she had never felt, a unique sweetness in the style of Gao Zhongming.