"It's so late, Xiao Qi, why are you still here?" The old man's voice was a little delighted.

Qin Qi followed the voice, his eyebrows and eyes rose softly.

Grandpa Yan walked towards her with a cane and staggered towards her.

He wears reading glasses, a neat and clean white shirt, and a little water on his hands.

Looking at this appearance, it should have just come out of the laboratory and changed into a lab coat.

"The antidote to type X neurotoxin has not yet been developed, and I want to dig into it again."

Qin Qi said lightly, she picked up the lab coat on the side.

Grandpa Yan is a leading figure in the pharmaceutical industry.

He has been staying in Kyoto for many years, and recently came to Lincheng on a business trip because of an urgent matter.

This laboratory is her own property, but Grandpa Yan has the right to come and go at will.

"That's right."

Grandpa Yan sighed secretly, with some regrets:

"It seems that you are also quite busy, I have a doubt in the experiment, I wanted to ask you to come to study it tomorrow, you should be busy with yours first."

"Where are you stuck?" Qin Qi pursed his lips.

Hearing this, Grandpa Yan's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

He changed into a lab coat again, and under Qin Qi's gaze, he trembled and reformulated the test preparation.

After a minute, the beaker appears cloudy.

Grandpa Yan said deflated:

"Why is there constant turbidity? Obviously, all the experimental conditions meet the requirements. ”

Qin Qi picked up his experimental idea and glanced at it.

She picked up one of the reagents, observed it for a few seconds, and then said clearly:

"It's spoiled."

"Huh?"

Professor Yan was stunned.

This chemical reagent is very expensive, and he specially bought it from abroad.

Xiao Qi only glanced at it, and knew that it had deteriorated?

"It is estimated that when the reagents were shipped from abroad, they had already deteriorated."

Qin Qi cut the railway.

Professor Yan picked up the reagent, a little skeptical.

But Qin Qi had given him too many surprises before, and he still wanted to believe her this time.

"Can you debug the agent nearby?"

Qin Qi picked up his mobile phone and called Lemon directly:

"I urgently need a chemical reagent, you help me transfer it to the nearest place and send it directly to the laboratory, the sooner the better."

After she finished explaining, she put down her phone and looked at Professor Yan, and her voice was very soft:

"Grandpa Yan, the new reagents will be shipped in two hours. Will you go back first, or will you wait here? ”

"I'll wait." Professor Yan sat down.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, Qin Qi walked to the laboratory next door and began to study the blood spirit.

An hour and a half later, new chemical agents were delivered.

Professor Yan couldn't wait to do the experiment again.

This time, the beaker is crystal clear.

Qin Qiyi said.

Professor Yan picked up the beaker, and a long-lost smile appeared on his old face.

He looked at Qin Qi on the side and kept admiring:

"The future is terrifying, and if there is such an outstanding talent as you in the younger generations, I can also go with peace of mind."

"What did you say, grandpa, you have to keep watching me go up step by step, so that I can be motivated."

Qin Qi helped him out.

Grandpa Yan is almost old, and he has bodyguards when he travels.

Qin Qi waited for him to finish changing his clothes, helped him to the door, and the bodyguard respectfully opened the car door.

She watched the car gradually depart, and then she was relieved to go back to the laboratory and re-study the blood spirit.

The study lasted six hours.

However, the results do not seem to be satisfactory.

Approaching dawn, Qin Qi yawned.

She washed up briefly, climbed into the exclusive lounge next door, and fell asleep.

The next day, Qin Qi woke up sleepy-eyed.

The clock shows eleven o'clock at noon.

Qin Qi turned on the charge, and more than a dozen missed call reminders popped up at once.

Shen Mei had two missed calls.

Qin Haiqiang's, eight.

Teacher Xu's, five.

Wen Xiaoxiao's, two.

Qin Qi frowned, and was just about to call back when an unread message on WeChat popped up.

Wen Xiaoxiao: Seventh sister, why didn't you come to class today? The first session is Ms. Xu's class, she said that you didn't ask for leave, and now you are contacting your parents.

Acne man: Seventh sister, you are really my goddess, and you skipped class on the third day of school. In one word, handsome!

Qin Qi pursed his lips, and a little helplessness flashed on his little face.

She was simply too tired and overslept.

She lowered her head and began to browse through the messages.

Qin Haiqiang: Qiqi, why don't you answer the phone? The teacher said you didn't come to class today.

Qin Haiqiang: You're dying, you won't have an accident, right?

Qin Haiqiang: You kid, you don't tell me when you go to your girlfriend's house for the night, or your little mother tells me, I know.

Qin Qi frowned.

Mommy?

Did she hang out?

Qin Qi opened Shen Mei's avatar.

Her avatar is the Bodhisattva she bought in Pinduoduo.

9 pieces 9 free shipping.

Shen Mei: Qiqi, I guess you're going to be busy with something important. I told your dad that you went to spend the night at your girlfriend's house. When you wake up and see the news, don't talk to your dad, we must be consistent.

Shen Mei sent an agreed emoji.

Qin Qi raised his eyebrows, and a soft color flashed under his eyes.

Mom is like a roundworm in her stomach.

Get to know her and respect her personal life.

This feeling.

Seriously, it's pretty good.

Qin Qi replied to the messages one by one, and a friend application suddenly popped up on WeChat.

It is a familiar back photo.

The boy was holding a basketball, tilting his head slightly, and his side face was dragging and handsome.

Ran: I'm Fu Siran.

Qin Qi frowned, thought for a few seconds, and nodded.

She took a sip of bread and began to work on a plaster that would quickly erase the scar and make it disappear.

On the other side, there is a middle school and nine classes.

Fu Siran looked at the word 'refusal' and was stunned for a few seconds.

In his back seat, his little henchman Chubby jumped up and leaned over to look at his phone.

Seeing the word 'refusal', Xiaopang exclaimed:

"I'll go, Seventh Sister is so cool, she actually rejected Brother Ran's friend application."

"Get out!"

The people around him cast their eyes to watch the play, and Fu Siran pushed his head away irritably.

He grinned and crossed Erlang's legs, and sent a friend application again.

Depend on!

Why.

Work for his uncle for free, and he won't even be able to apply for his friends!

Anyway, he is also the Fu family.

Double standard?

On the other side, the Qin family.

Qin Yurou walked into the living room dejectedly, and the whole person was like a walking corpse, falling up as soon as she saw the sofa.

Old Madam Qin glanced at her and put down the flower tea in her hand:

"Didn't you go and clean them up? Why did you come back and wilt? ”

Qin Yurou raised her head, her eyes were red, and she looked aggrieved that she had been bullied.

"Grandma, Qin Qi is really good or bad, I was in the 'Seven Stars' studio, when I first met her, she yelled at me like a dog and took the initiative to trouble me."

"How dare she?"

Old Madam Qin snorted coldly.

As soon as Qin Qi was mentioned, she became angry.

"Why wouldn't she dare? She's now draggable. ”

Qin Yurou sniffed, walked to Old Madam Qin in a few steps, pulled the hem of her clothes, and looked aggrieved:

"She said that her father and mother were very good to her, saying that you are an old immortal, and sooner or later you will die in a car accident, and then 'Huaxing' will be hers."

"This unconscionable thing." Old Madam Qin's face was extremely bad.

Qin Yurou blinked and continued to add oil and vinegar:

"Grandma, I'm so scared. She said that I have no blood relationship with the Qin family or you, and everyone will know about this one day, and I am the least qualified to stay in the Qin family. ”

"Grandma, you're not going to leave me, are you? I've lost to her several times. ”

Qin Yurou tilted her head and sobbed quietly.

With this aggrieved appearance, Old Man Qin was so distressed.

Rourou originally looked like him.

Before, he was like Rourou, lying in her arms and sobbing softly.

The faces of the two gradually overlapped.

Old Madam Qin trembled and stroked Qin Yurou's face with her hands.