Seeing Ruan Shusen's worried look, Lin Qingqing's eyes were filled with more doubts, but she was not worried about the child being hit by the explosion.

These four children have decades of medical knowledge, so how could they cause an explosion in the laboratory?

Song Yiyuan's expression tightened.

People are biased. He loves his little girl Beibei the most, much more than his two sons.

Now that he heard that his little girl had blown up the laboratory, he subconsciously worried that the child might be hurt.

If I'm not hurt, I won't be scared.

What if such a delicate child gets a scar?

"Let's go~"

Lin Qingqing raised her chin.

The four of them quickened their pace.

Ruan Shusen explained as they walked, "Beibei has been following Mr. Lin around the research building. Not long ago, when Mr. Lin stopped by the lab table, he let Beibei go and let him play by himself."

"Lin and the researchers gathered to discuss something. Less than two minutes later, there was a loud bang on the lab table. Then we saw Beibei standing on a chair, holding an empty test tube. The table was already charred. It looked like Beibei had accidentally poured a test tube of green sodium silicate into the dissolved oxygen water, causing severe spontaneous combustion." (The chemical name is self-made.)

Finally, he hurriedly added, "The child is fine, but she must have been frightened. She was standing next to the stage at the time."

Jiang Haixia didn't know that her child had transplanted knowledge.

Hearing this, he quickly passed Lin Qingqing and others and ran towards the research building of the Old Eagle Medical Research Institute.

Lin Qingqing's pace slowed down a bit.

This is the most basic chemical knowledge, how could Beibei not know it?

It seems that this small explosion was deliberately caused by her.

This little girl!

He's only a little over a year old and he's already thinking of playing pranks on people like this. He needs to be taught a lesson.

I have to pay attention to this girl's personality in the future.

The people who were really scared by this explosion were Mr. Lin and a group of researchers.

I don’t know why these people are so busy now.

She turned to Song Yiyuan and shook her head slightly.

Song Yiyuan felt relieved when he received this look.

It seems that my daughter did it on purpose.

He still asked: "The child was not injured by the explosion, right?"

Ruan Shusen had a wry smile on his face.

I don’t know whether to laugh at the child’s intelligence or feel sorry for the information and things on those experimental tables.

He immediately shook his head: "No, Beibei threw the green sodium silicate out before splashing the dissolved oxygen water."

After a pause, he continued, "It spontaneously combusted in mid-air, destroying all four test benches and all the data."

He mentioned it one more time, and the provincial director arrived at the scene and saw the actual situation, so angry that he beat the child.

"She's already made such a mess on her first day here. It seems she's better suited to staying in the yard."

Lin Qingqing said in an unclear tone.

In less than two minutes, Lin Qingqing, Song Yiyuan and Ruan Shusen arrived at the fourth floor of the research building.

Many rooms in the once busy laboratory were now deserted.

The three of them walked to the bottom without stopping.

I saw people everywhere at the research table.

Old Lin and Jiang Haixia stood in the corner with Beibei. Jiang Haixia was checking whether Beibei was injured, her face full of concern.

Old Lin was so anxious that he was running around the two of them.

He and the researcher are both men, so it is not convenient to check.

I don’t know if the child was injured.

The director trusted the child, who was so young, to himself, and the explosion occurred within less than an hour.

Dean Kobayashi would probably feel sad if he saw this.

How can he speak on behalf of others?

Oh, he really wished he could be standing there.

He was so anxious that his heart almost jumped out.

She kept asking, "Is Beibei okay? I see her eyelashes aren't even curled, so she shouldn't have been touched by the flames."

Jiang Haixia was concentrating on the examination. The less she spoke, the more anxious Mr. Lin became.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his head due to anxiety.

The researchers on this floor were quickly cleaning the blackened lab tables.