After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Shi Yan held Song Jing's hand.

"It's much more comfortable."

"I know." Song Jing sat down next to him again, "After the sun goes down, you can go to the second floor and lie down. I will send dinner to Wenxing."

Shi Yan knew that Song Jing was worried, so he didn't argue with her, separated her fingers, and interlocked with her, "You do the experiment, don't worry about me."

When Shi Yan suffered from a cold, of course Song Jing wanted to stay by his side, but Song Jing knew better than staying by Shi Yan's side now, she would conduct experiments to find out the cause of the death of the mice as soon as possible, and modify the capsule The ingredients of the medicine are more important.

"Yeah." Song Jing was silent for a while, then nodded, "I'll ask Xiang Wenxing to watch over you."

Shi Yan didn't refuse anymore.

As the sun went down, Song Jing took Shi Yan to the second floor of the laboratory, and laid a mat on the floor before letting the fire lion lie on it. He helped Shi Yan lean against the fire lion's abdomen, and then closed the doors and windows. The temperature of the air conditioner Hit it to the highest level, and turned on the two little suns brought by Uncle Yin, blowing on Shi Yan.

After doing all this, Song Jing sent a message to Wenxing.

【Brother Xiang, please bring me dinner tonight. 】

Seeing that the source of the news was Sister Jing, Xiang Wenxing rubbed his eyes twice, and then looked again, the first two words of the news were still Brother Xiang.

Xiang Wenxing's whole body is numb. How could he be able to make Sister Jing call him Brother Xiang.

How can I say it?It feels like my ability has been upgraded to a new level in an instant.

Xiang Wenxing greeted Yan Qianqing in a relaxed manner, and went out to buy food.

In Tianqiong Academy, students are not allowed to enter and leave the academy at will during school, but tutors are still allowed.

It was not the first time for Xiang Wenxing to deliver meals. He knew that there were four people eating in the laboratory building, and each time he made two boxes of rice. Knowing Song Jing's appetite, the dishes were all seven meat and two vegetables plus two soups.

Xiang Wenxing arrived at the laboratory building with two large bags of food, and Song Jing came down to open the door after receiving his message.

"Sister Jing, tonight's meal." Xiang Wenxing handed over several large bags in his hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "Also, Sister Jing, don't call me Brother Xiang, how can I bear it? Just like Brother Yan, you can call me Lao Xiang."

Although it was cool to be called Brother Xiang by Sister Jing, Xiang Wenxing still knew the gap between himself and the boss.

The boss is polite, but if he really agrees, he will be ignorant of flattery.

Song Jing didn't tangle with him on this little matter, "You come in."

"Ah?" Xiang Wenxing brought food here before, and he handed it to Brother Yan at the door and left. This is the first time he was invited into the laboratory building. "Is it suitable?" He knew that the laboratory building was for research, not researchers. Not quite right.

"Please, please." Song Jing put the food on the first floor and took Xiang Wenxing to the second floor.

Xiang Wenxing was quite puzzled, and was startled when he saw Brother Yan lying on the fire lion, "Brother Yan?!"

"Cold syndrome." Xiang Wenxing is someone Shi Yan absolutely trusts, and Song Jing didn't hide it from him, "I'm going to get him medicine, but he has a cold syndrome and needs someone to watch over him. Other people Shi Yan can't trust, I I can't believe it, but you can."

"Old Xiang, before I research the medicine, can you hold the time banquet for me?"

"Sister Jing, if I know what kind of cold syndrome Yan Ge has, you don't need to tell me, I will definitely guard it." Xiang Wenxing's expression became serious.

"He suffered from cold syndrome after changing my blood." Song Jing explained, and opened the door of the laboratory on the second floor. "You can record your fingerprints to make it easier to get in and out. I'll go down first."

Seeing Song Jing turn around and go downstairs, Xiang Wenxing hesitated and called her to stop, "Sister Jing!"

Song Jing turned around, "Is there anything else?"

"Brother Yan saved you, it was all his voluntary thing, not your fault. I know that if Brother Yan encounters the same thing, you will make the same decision as Brother Yan. I said something stupid before, sorry."

"It's nothing. You are Shi Yan's brother. You should be considerate of him. I also want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known the whole truth so quickly. I'm busy." Song Jing turned around and went downstairs after speaking. .

Xiang Wenxing: "..." So what Sister Jing said just now means that he is stupid, is it a cliché?

"By the way, have you eaten yet?"

"No."

Song Jingjing nodded and brought up two portions of food, "You eat with Shiyan."

After dinner, Song Jing, Qin Yicheng and Qian Cheng continued to conduct experiments.

They dissected the mouse, tested the blood of the mouse, checked the various organs of the mouse's body, and studied what caused its madness to resolve, but died.

This is a process that dare not be careless at all, Song Jing wished he could live in the laboratory.

But she knew very well that she must not collapse because of staying up late or being hungry.

So Song Jing eats on time every day, and changes time to rest with the other two, making sure that at least one person in the laboratory is watching the experimental data at all times.

The three of them spent time in the laboratory, completely unkempt, especially the two men Qian Cheng and Qin Yicheng, whose beards had grown quite a bit, and their hair had grown from the previous neat short hair to long hair below the ears.

Song Jing, on the other hand, was much better. He didn't clean up much, so he tied his hair into a ponytail or rolled it into a bun, which was neat and tidy.Only the red blood in her eyes and the blackness under her eyelids could show the fatigue between her brows.

"Damn it, I finally saw the results again." Qin Yicheng's eyes were red, and he almost looked like a rabbit's eyes after staying up all night.

Qian Cheng was similar, but he immediately went to the room inside and brought out the cage, and it was still a little white mouse.

The startled little white mouse suddenly went crazy, jumped up and bit Qian Cheng's hand, fortunately Qian Cheng was wearing thick gloves.

Skillfully fed the capsule into the mouse's mouth, Qian Cheng closed the cage, turned on the alarm clock, and the three of them stood by the side of the cage to observe the symptoms and reactions of the mouse after taking the medicine.

If you want to develop new drugs, you need to continue to experiment, and then draw conclusions and make improvements.

Today, the little white mouse ate the capsules, the madness was cured, and he did not vomit blood, but he still died.

This means that capsules still need improvement.

"I can't, I have to sleep well, or I will die suddenly." Qian Cheng didn't care about the little white mouse, walked to the camp bed next to him, took off his shoes and lay down on it, and instantly fell into a dark sleep.

Qin Yicheng couldn't bear it any longer, but the mouse's body had to be dissected immediately to analyze the data.

"Little uncle, go to sleep too, I'll dissect the mouse's body and record the data."

Song Jing glanced at Qin Yicheng's rabbit eyes, leaned over to open the cage, and took out the mouse's body, "Go to sleep, I'll record this set of data."

"Little uncle, your body will not be able to bear it."

"My physical fitness is stronger than yours. Don't fight over this kind of thing. After I record the data and put it away, I will go to rest. You wake up and study."

As a researcher studying medicine and spending many years in the laboratory, Qin Yicheng's body has already suffered from various occupational diseases, which is really not good.

He also knew that it was pointless to continue arguing, so it was better to go to rest quickly and get up earlier to replace the little uncle.

Qin Yicheng didn't leave the laboratory building, so he went to the sofa outside the laboratory, pulled a blanket on it, and fell asleep almost in a second.

After Song Jing finished recording the data of the mice, he left the laboratory, took off his white coat, took a shower and washed his hair before going up to the second floor.

"Sister Jing." Xiang Wenxing turned to look at her, his eyes full of worry.

Shi Yan was lying on the bed with frost on his eyebrows.