As expected of someone who has always been Ling Yue's partner, Qian Zilin can guess most of Ling Yue's movements.

Ling Yue did not hide it and nodded openly.

This is not a secret. She locked the door because she didn't want anyone to come in and disturb her, and secondly, she used a microcomputer and it was inconvenient for too many people to know.

Seeing this, Jiang Lanying hurriedly said, "Then you guys chat. I brought some fruit. I'll wash it for you first."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Ling Yue waited for Jiang Lanying to leave and close the door before continuing, "I've been working on a water conservancy project lately."

"Water conservancy project?" Qian Zilin frowned. This thing is in two completely different directions from their physics.

Ling Yue nodded. "The drought this year is severe. The drought that has begun has extended from meteorological drought to agricultural drought. I am worried that the hydrological situation will be greatly affected in the future."

Qian Zilin thought for a moment, then brought up the geography lesson he was about to return to his teacher, and continued with Ling Yue's words:

"Not only that, given my country's geographical environment, the precipitation during the plum rain season is water vapor generated by the Pacific Ocean and circulated through the hydrosphere. If the plum rain falls too heavily in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, the monsoon group will bring less water vapor as it moves northward. At that time, the drought in the north will become more severe, and floods may occur in the south."

Ling Yue was stunned. Are people nowadays so knowledgeable?

This seemed to have nothing to do with Qian Zilin's major. She just mentioned it, and Qian Zilin immediately thought of the most critical point.

Ling Yue blinked in shock and gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Qian is indeed Uncle Qian."

Qian Zilin's heart was filled with joy, but he snorted coldly, "You silly girl, you didn't even call me for something like this? What? Do you dislike me for causing you trouble?"

Ling Yue quickly shook her head: "I didn't, I wasn't, don't talk nonsense."

"I really can't follow you on this project," Qian Zilin sighed awkwardly. "Last time you built a destroyer for the navy, and now the heads of the army and air force have come to me several times. One wants a plane, the other wants a tank. They both come to me every now and then to bother me. If they can't find you, you might not be so quiet."

Ling Yue heard this and thought about it. She was quite interested in both projects, but at the moment, the water conservancy project was more important.

If we can find someone who can take charge of this area, and she provides technology just like she did with the atomic bomb, then wouldn't she be able to do more things?

But who can be responsible for this?

Ling Yue frowned, lowered her head and stared at the ground motionlessly.

Seeing this, Qian Zilin knew that Ling Yue was thinking about something.

Without disturbing him, he sat next to me, took out a small notebook and looked at the notes on it.

People need to learn throughout their lives. At least some of the projects I worked on with Lingyue still need to be consolidated.

It wasn't until the knock on the door sounded again that Ling Yue came back to her senses.

"Are you guys done talking? It's time to eat."

Ling Yue looked at the time. More than two hours had passed and Jiang Lanying had already returned from the cafeteria with her meal.

Ling Yue thanked him without hesitation. Since they were all so familiar with each other, there was no need to be polite and refuse each other repeatedly.

While eating, Qian Zilin asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Ling Yue knew what Qian Zilin was asking, but the names of people in this world were different from those on Earth. She thought about it and shook her head.

"No, Uncle Qian, I want the resumes of some experts in water conservancy engineering."

Qian Zilin still asked: "I really want to do this project."

"It's not that I have to do it. I can provide the technology, but we need someone who is capable and can take charge of the overall situation."

“Like a round one?”

Yuanyuan is an atomic bomb. When it is inconvenient to talk about it outside, people will use code words, just like Deng He who made the atomic bomb, and is called Lao Yuan.

"Well, this is the most time-saving method," Ling Yue nodded. "I'm quite interested in fighter jets, aircraft carriers, tanks, artillery shells, and firearms improvements."

There are so many more, and when I count them, I realize that there is actually not enough time.

When Qian Zilin heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "Haha, you have quite a wide range of interests."

Ling Yue was not angry either. She tilted her head slightly, revealing two small wine shops: "Of course, I am Uncle Qian's niece, I can't be any worse."

Qian Zilin's hands trembled upon hearing this, and he looked at Ling Yue in disbelief: "Where did you hear that? It doesn't sound like something you would say."

Possessed by demons and ghosts?

After thinking about it, he quickly spat a few times. Even though they were materialists, Ling Yue's matter was not a trivial matter and he could not have any thoughts about it at all.

Ling Yue:......

It's not like she can't grow up. When she first came here, she didn't know anyone and she has been alone for more than a thousand years. It's good enough that she can speak. Do you still expect her to say anything nice?

Not wanting to bother with Qian Zilin, he finished his meal and washed the dishes himself. Qian Zilin took the job and hurried back to do it.

When Sister Wu came over in the evening, she saw Jiang Lanying there. The two of them felt that they had met too late. One talked about her ugly childhood and the other talked about how stupid she was at home. They almost ignored Ling Yue, who was still in the ward.

Ling Yue sighed and could only turn around and go out to ask the doctor about the situation first.

Ling Yue knocked on the door and went in, and saw an elderly male doctor wearing black-framed glasses, looking a little vicissitudes of life and a bit bookish, writing medicinal materials.

"Academician Ling?" The old doctor, seemingly presbyopic, looked over the top of his glasses. "Why are you here? What's going on?"

"Hello, doctor. I would like to ask when I can be discharged from the hospital?"

"Wait a minute, let me take a look at your medical reports during this period," he said, and then he saw the old doctor rummaging through the box for Ling Yue's report with shaking hands.

"I'm getting old, and my memory isn't very good. I have to start from the beginning every time, just in case I make a mistake."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Ling Yue smiled. She might be like this in the future.

"Honestly, it doesn't matter whether you read this report or not. From your first checkup to the current one, the only change was when you fainted and were sent here."

"I'm not very knowledgeable and have never seen a case like this before. I asked you to stay here mainly because I wanted to find out something, but unfortunately, I can't find anything."

As expected, Ling Yue just wanted to know when she could be discharged from the hospital.

"It's not that I don't want you to go out, it's mainly because Comrade Xiangzhong won't let you go. You should discuss it with him. Actually, it's a good thing if your body doesn't change."

But if there is any change, they can't do anything even if they tie Ling Yue to their waistband. They are doctors, not God.

After receiving the confirmation letter, Ling Yue did not delay any longer. The next day after returning, she called Xiangzhong and told him her thoughts and what the doctor said. The other party was silent for a while, but finally agreed.

That afternoon, Ling Yue packed up and went straight back to the Fifth Hospital.