Wen Qiao shrugged indifferently: "I won't take it to heart." ”

If she had such a glass heart, she didn't know how many blows she would have suffered.

He helped her apply the medicine, and blew lightly, and when he was close, the window was open, and the spring breeze carried the smell of flower petals and grass, and the air was throbbing.

Wen Qiao naturally has a girl's heart.

Her girlish heart only bloomed in front of Fu Nanli.

"Does it still hurt?" As he spoke, his breath fell on his cheeks, a little itchy, his heart trembled slightly, and Wen Qiao said in a nasal voice, "It's okay." ”

Fu Nanli took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone out: "Doctor Lin, come up and show Qiao'er in a while to see if there are any punctures in the skin." ”

"Young master, wait a minute, I'll go up when I see Miss Qiu."

"As soon as possible."

Dr. Lin's hand movements were faster, and Fu Huaiyong was displeased: "Are you in a hurry?" ”

Dr. Lin broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, the sandwich panel was not good, the old man and his grandson were angry, and he, the family doctor, was too embarrassed.

"No...... Not in a hurry. ”

"Take your time, look closely."

"Good...... Good. ”

After about forty minutes, Dr. Lin finally went upstairs, and he saw the gloomy face of the eldest young master, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, Miss Qiu Ya has been delayed for a while, I'll check on Miss Wen." ”

Fu Nanli sat lazily with his long legs folded, and Dr. Lin took a small flashlight and took a picture of the place where Wen Qiao was stung by a bee, and then put away the flashlight: "Young master, the place where Miss Wen was stung is not broken, don't worry, the swelling will soon go down after two days of applying medicine." ”

Fu Nan bowed his head: "Got it, you go out." ”

-

After Su Ce returned to China, his staff at the Pentagram Research Base returned with him, and now in Haicheng, they have re-established their own research base.

It's just that Wen Qiao didn't know that his uncle was a frequent guest of the Lancet magazine, the top boss of the World Medical Organization, and they called him Professor S, and only the people in the research base would call him Professor Su.

He went to the experimental base, and his chief researcher, Lao Fang, welcomed him to the laboratory.

said that it was Lao Fang, but in fact, he was only a man in his twenties, who graduated from the medical department of the first university, and now he works for a man with a primary school education, and he especially admires this primary school student.

"Professor, you're here."

"How's the experiment going?"

"It's going well, the gene sequence has been broken up and recombined, you can take a look at the DNA sequence I reconstructed."

Before Su Ce entered the laboratory, his assistant put on a white coat, rubber gloves, and goggles.

He walked to the medical microscope and observed the results of the old formula, and his eyebrows were always slightly frowned: "Is this hemolysis sure to be successful?" ”

Lao Fang's expression was solemn: "If you have time, can you stay in the laboratory and check it more?" I'm afraid I'll fail again. ”

Su Ce lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Didn't you always have me the first few times, and didn't you fail the same?" ”

"Are you at peace?"

Su Ce's assistant Aisha said with a smile: "If you care, you will be chaotic, and this kind of thing is not just a matter of words, and it is difficult to control yourself." ”

Su Ce sighed in his heart, Aisha was right, every time he failed, he was in a hurry, and he wanted to get Aqiao out of that damn illness as soon as possible, but he couldn't get his wish every time.

Seeing that his boss was a little sad, Lao Fang patted his shoulder: "Professor, don't worry, we will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties and successfully study the blood that fits Wen Qiao." ”