"He may be next door, I'll go find him, you can find a random place to sit here for a while." Song Xingzhou turned to Qian Yizhen and said.

Qian Yizhen nodded slightly and said, "Okay." ”

Song Xingzhou turned around and left, leaving Qian Yizhen alone in the huge laboratory.

Qian Yizhen didn't immediately find a place to sit, but walked around the laboratory.

Although she came to the lab last night, she didn't have a good look at the lab.

There are a lot of equipment here that Qian Yizhen has never seen before, and she shuttles aimlessly between the shelves in the laboratory.

Walking to a desk against the wall, Qian Yizhen was attracted by the plastic bag on the table.

The whole lab gave her the impression that it was clean and tidy, and that the items were well organized. Only this plastic bag is casually thrown on the table, which seems out of place with the surrounding environment.

Qian Yizhen stepped forward and glanced at what was in the clinker bag, and she found that it was actually steamed buns and fritters, as well as a cup of soy milk.

It looks like it should have been here for a long time, Qian Yizhen put her hand on the plastic bag.

Sure enough, it was ice.

"Yi Zhen, Ming Ling is here." Song Xingzhou's voice came from outside the laboratory.

Qian Yizhen withdrew her hand and walked towards the door of the laboratory, and Mingxuan, who was wearing a white coat, came in with Song Xingzhou.

"Doctor Ming." Qian Yizhen shouted politely.

Mingling nodded slightly, he walked to the desk and opened the light curtain, opening a document on the desktop.

"Here's my workout plan for you, you turn on the light curtain, I'll give you a copy." Mingling said to Qian Yizhen.

Qian Yizhen asked Xiaowei to open her light curtain, and then drew the light curtain to Mingxuan's face.

Mingling moved Qian Yizhen's light curtain to the large light curtain on the table, and the two light curtains were superimposed on each other and touched.

After the same content on the big light curtain appeared on Qian Yizhen's light curtain, Ming Ling moved Qian Yizhen's light curtain and returned the light curtain to Qian Yizhen.

Taking over the light curtain, Qian Yizhen quickly skimmed through the content above.

Densely packed with text, Mingling wrote a plan for a month, and the content was different every day, and the timing was different.

Basically, it's two days of exercise followed by a day off, which seems quite reasonable.

"I've checked the tools in the rehabilitation department of Tianhe Hospital, and I'm still short of tools." Mingxuan paused, then turned to Song Xingzhou and said, "I'll send you the list, buy it for me before tomorrow." ”

"Let me buy it." Qian Yizhen said in front of Song Xingzhou.

Qian Yizhen felt that she couldn't let Song Xingzhou break the bank, and the villas she lived in now were all provided by Song Xingzhou.

It was rare that Song Xingzhou didn't complain to Mingxuan, he shook his head and said to Qian Yizhen: "It's okay, your brother has donated 10 million euros to Tianhe Hospital, and the tools that Mingxuan wants to buy can be regarded as upgrading equipment for the rehabilitation department." ”

The Great Demon King's money doesn't have to be used in vain.

This time it was Qian Yizhen's turn to be shocked.

Ten million euros?!

Why did the loser spend money again?!?

Qian Yizhen wondered in her heart, she didn't insist anymore.

Mingling leaned on the desk and took out a cup of soy milk from the plastic bag on the side, plugged in the straw and drank it slowly.

"Hasn't Dr. Ming eaten yet?" Qian Yizhen frowned and asked.

Mingxuan's action of sucking soy milk stopped, his mouth left the straw, and he responded with his chin: "Hmm." ”

He put down the soy milk cup and took out a bun wrapped in white paper from the plastic bag.

Qian Yizhen looked at Mingling's actions and hesitated, she couldn't help but remind: "Do you want to heat it up before eating?" ”

I don't know how long the bun has been there.

Mingxuan had already raised the bun to his mouth, and when he heard Qian Yizhen's words, he stopped his movements. glanced down at Qian Yizhen, and then at the bun in his hand.

"It should be fine." Mingxuan said uncertainly.

"Is there a microwave here? Heat it up quickly. Qian Yizhen insisted.

Mingxuan thought for a while, put down the bun and scratched his head and asked Song Xingzhou: "Is there a microwave oven here?" ”

Qian Yizhen also looked at Song Xingzhou.

Song Xingzhou was stared at by the two of them, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

He has 10,000 question marks in his heart, why does the microwave also ask him?

What does he have to do with the microwave?

Song Xingzhou thought for a while, he pointed to his feet with his right hand and said, "Downstairs, there seems to be a microwave oven." ”

Mingxuan put the bun in his hand back into the plastic bag, then picked up the entire plastic bag and handed it to Song Xingzhou and said, "Help me take it and heat it up." ”

The corners of Song Xingzhou's mouth twitched, took the plastic bag, and resigned himself to go downstairs to help Mingling hot buns.

Uncle!

What a man!

After Song Xingzhou left, only Qian Yizhen and Ming Ling were left in the laboratory, and it suddenly became very quiet.

Qian Yizhen glanced down at the dense content on the curtain, except for the time arrangement, the rest of the content was the introduction of some exercise movements with some action animations.

Each movement is marked with the muscle groups to be used and the precautions to be taken during the movement.

It's a textbook-level exercise program.

"Doctor Ming, did you study rehabilitation before?" Qian Yizhen asked.

Mingling was biting a straw and sitting at his desk, looking at something on the light curtain. After hearing Qian Yizhen's question, he turned his head to look at Qian Yizhen and said, "No." ”

"That's right." Qian Yizhen was surprised.

In his heart, he felt that Mingling was just more modest and might not want to be too public.

Neither of them spoke again, and each sat at a table, looking at their own light curtain.

After a while, Song Xingzhou came back, the plastic bag was gone, and he walked in with a ceramic plate.

There were two buns and a fritter on the plate, and it was steaming.

"Just now Jingshan sent me a message, saying that the two of us are invited to eat at their place tonight, do you want to go together?" Song Xingzhou put the ceramic plate on the desk in front of Ming Ling and asked.

Mingxuan reached for the meat buns, maybe he felt a little hot, he immediately put them down and went to get the fritters.

"Who is Jingshan?" Mingxuan took a bite of the fritters and asked.

Song Xingzhou knew that Ming Jue's memory of 'irrelevant people' was basically zero, and it took him three years to be in the same class as Ming Jue before this guy remembered his name.

"Vera's friend." Song Xingzhou pointed at Qian Yizhen with his chin and said.

At this time, Qian Yizhen remembered that Li Jingshan had told her about inviting Mingling and Song Xingzhou, and she forgot about it.

"Well, if you don't have anything else to do, welcome to a home-cooked meal." Qian Yizhen invited sincerely.

Although he is eating an ordinary fritter that can no longer be ordinary, Mingxuan's movements are very elegant and pleasing to the eye.

"Okay." Mingzhu's jaw was the first to say.

Qian Yizhen turned off the light curtain at the first time, and the exercise plan had been obtained. She didn't have anything to do, and after saying hello to Mingling and Song Xingzhou, Qian Yizhen left.

As soon as she left the red brick building, Qian Yizhen heard someone calling her.

"Miss Qian, please wait a minute."

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