Exhaust wisdom in the struggle

Until the name of the road gave Bai Nuan everything he needed, when Bai Nuan returned to the room, Anyang had not eased up.

It's like a repeating machine in my head, all of which are Bai Nuan's "husband......

"Old ...... He ...... his lips and touched them, his eyes were blurred, and the corners of his lips were unconsciously raised, fluttering, as if he was stepping on a cloud.

"Young Master." The butler called him several times from behind, but he didn't respond, so he could only come over and talk to him.

An Yang came back to his senses at this time, suppressed the smile at the corner of his lips, and looked bleak: "What's the matter?" ”

"Madame said she needed a computer."

An Yang twisted his eyebrows: "No...... Forget it, I'll go myself. ”

After that, he got up, walked two steps and stopped, and turned his head to tell the housekeeper: "The weather has been getting cold recently, you let the kitchen make a suitable soup." ”

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to catch him.

The information on the road team's side is actually limited, and she can't see anything at all, so she can only find it from clues.

"Nuan Nuan." The door was gently pushed open, and An Yang entered.

Inside the door.

Bai Nuan is writing information on the whiteboard.

She had to guess what Song Zhengyang was going to do.

The pen in his hand rested casually on the table, and the hand holding her waist did not let go, and rubbed her shoulder quite affectionately.

"Nuan Nuan, do you want a computer?"

"Well, some data needs to be analyzed." Bai Nuan is an honest man, and he answers whatever he asks.

Bai Nuan didn't reply, answered, held a pen in his hand, and was standing up, bending over to write something.

An Yang walked over, grabbed her waist, stretched out his hand and pulled the person back a little, also possessed, drew her pen, looked at the things on it, and wrote the next words.

Bai Nuan raised her eyebrows slightly, waiting for him to finish writing before being taken to stand up.

She can!

Wisdom is not something she has alone, but also in Anyang.

Anyang: "But in the first trimester, it is the critical period of embryonic cell differentiation, the embryo is more sensitive to any external physical and chemical factors to stimulate it, and if you use a computer, it is easy to cause embryonic development malformations. ”

"But the computer has radiation, what should I do?" He threw the question to Bai Nuan.

Bai Nuan thought for a while and spoke: "Computer radiation is relatively small, its radiation belongs to extremely low-frequency electromagnetic fields, and there is no accurate data to prove the impact of computer radiation on the fetus, so it doesn't matter." ”

Use the power of science to solve this problem!

"Even in the first trimester, wearing protective clothing and working in front of a computer for no more than an hour is no problem." Bai Nuan looked up at him, her eyes lit up, and her face was obviously expressionless, but he could see that she was a little proud.

Bai Nuan turned around, faced him face to face, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his neck, and sat directly on the table with his strength, his long legs slightly bent against the ground: "The second trimester is between fourteen and twenty-eight weeks, I am more than two months pregnant, almost three months, rounding, it can be counted as the second trimester, after the second trimester, amniotic fluid is formed, it can have the effect of radiation protection, and you can use a computer." ”

Bai Nuan felt that she was fighting wits and courage for the sake of the computer, and it was still good to read more, at least at this time, she was not afraid that An Yang could talk about her.

Bai Nuan: "...... "If this is a person who doesn't read, how happy she should be."

I just want to coax her to call her husband twice more Anyang: "......"

miscalculated, forgot about his family Nuan Nuan's brain.