"Senior, you can't train tomorrow. You need to give your fingers time to recover." Yan Hao checked Sheng Heng's palm again, and only let go of his hand when he saw that the redness and swelling on his knuckles had mostly disappeared.

The kneading feeling suddenly disappeared, and Sheng Heng felt a little uncomfortable: "Are you not going to press anymore?"

"Ah?" Yan Hao was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

"Nothing." Sheng Heng came back to his senses in time and shook his head calmly.

Cheng Wenkang, who was watching the whole process, was almost exhausted. He thought that during the ten minutes that his junior was massaging, his own boss was just being a pervert. It was so embarrassing.

"Then don't train tomorrow." Yan Hao emphasized again.

"Um."

"You have to soak the medicine again tomorrow night, just like you did just now. I just bought an extra bag at the pharmacy..." Yan Hao turned around to get the bag of herbs, but found it empty. Then he suddenly remembered that the extra bag of herbs had just been used by Cheng Wenkang.

“……”Cheng Wenkang.

I clearly greeted you when I took the herb bag just now, but you forgot about me so quickly. How forgetful are you?

"I'll email you the formula for the herb bag later. Senior, go to the pharmacy tomorrow and buy some more as a backup." Yan Hao said.

"You want to give me the formula of the herbal bag?" Sheng Heng's voice became a little higher because of surprise.

"If I don't give it to you, how are you going to buy herbs?"

Junior brother really never gets the point. After being stunned for a moment, Sheng Heng suddenly let out a muffled laugh.

"Senior, what are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?" Yan Hao's intuition told him that Sheng Heng was making fun of him.

"No, I'm just a little happy that my fingers can be saved from now on." Sheng Heng stopped laughing, but his eyes were full of soft light.

"This medicine can only relieve the symptoms, but it cannot completely cure the disease, unless you stop using your fingers so intensively." Yan Hao reminded seriously.

"Yes, I know." Sheng Heng paused and said, "For you, the formula of this herbal bag is just like solving a math problem, right?"

The last time Yan Hao gave him the data model of the advanced sedative, he said that for him, this data model was just a math problem he solved.

"yes."

It is true.

Sheng Heng couldn't help but raise his hand to ruffle Yan Hao's already messy hair, and said with a smile: "Has anyone ever told you that you really have no business sense?"

"Senior, you haven't washed your hands yet." Yan Hao struggled to get rid of Sheng Heng's ravages with some resistance, "I don't have a business mind. In fact, except for mathematics, I am not very good in other aspects."

"It's okay, I have a good business sense, I will help you." Sheng Heng laughed softly.

"Boss, are you planning to sell the recipe of this herb bag?" Cheng Wenkang reacted immediately.

"This herb bag can indeed be sold, and someone will definitely rush to buy it, but..." Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao and said seriously, "Xiao Hao, I don't recommend you to sell this herb bag. I hope you can publish it on Starnet for free."

"What?!" Cheng Wenkang was shocked. What is the boss doing? He actually wants his junior to publish such an important intellectual property for free. You are betraying your sweetheart like this, do you still want to pursue her?

"Xiao Hao, the good thing about your herb bag is that anyone can use it, but it's also bad because of this." As if he was afraid that Yan Hao would misunderstand, Sheng Heng quickly explained, "Things that can be used by anyone are the easiest to popularize, and the more popular things are, the less secrets they have. The formula of your herb bag, anyone who has bought it once will know the formula. Of course, if I have to sell it, I can go to the military, and they will definitely be willing to spend a sum of money to buy out your formula, but they will eventually announce it to the public."

"Instead of letting the military announce it to the public, you might as well announce it yourself. This way you may suffer some financial losses, but it will be of great benefit to your future development." Sheng Heng said.

"That's right." Cheng Wenkang also reacted at this time, slapping his thigh and said, "With your brain, there are many ways to make money in the future. It would be a pity to miss such an opportunity to increase the favorability of all the Federation's mecha warriors."

"Xiao Hao, what do you think?" That's what Sheng Heng thought.

Yan Hao was already confused by Sheng Heng's analysis. He had never thought about it. He just bought the formula he used in his previous life when he went to the pharmacy to buy hand injury medicine. He hadn't had time to think about how to deal with this formula. But if he wanted to make money from it, it was absolutely impossible, because if he wanted to make money from the medicine formula, he had many improved formulas in the future after his rebirth, and he could even steal Yan Fei's research results directly if he wanted.

But Yan Hao didn't want to do that. As a scientific researcher, he disdained to plagiarize other people's research results. He didn't do that in his last life, and he won't do that in this life. On the first day of his rebirth, he told himself that he would only be himself in this life. He wouldn't interfere with Yan Fei's development, but he would never let Yan Fei influence him again.

"Okay." Yan Hao agreed without much hesitation.

When he researched this formula in his previous life, he also published it on Starnet immediately. So even if Sheng Heng didn't mention it, he would still publish the potion formula on Starnet after he returned.

"However, I am now a student of the Mecha Manufacturing Department. If I publish this formula, no one will believe it." Yan Hao said worriedly. Although he had a bad reputation in his previous life, he was a senior pharmacist. Outsiders would question his character but not his research results. This life is different.

"This is not a difficult thing. If you want to make it public, I can help you find a few authoritative people in the field of pharmacy to forward the proof. But in this way, your talent in pharmacy will probably be made public." Sheng Heng reminded. He remembered that Yan Hao said that he did not want to return to the pharmacy major, so even the formula model of the advanced sedative was calculated by him, and he asked the military to keep it confidential.

"What's the big deal? I think it's a good idea for my junior brother to study pharmacy." Cheng Wenkang deeply felt that Yan Hao's talent for pharmacy was stronger than his talent for mecha, at least for now.

"No, let's publish it anonymously." Yan Hao didn't want to go back to the old path of his previous life, so he quickly shook his head to refuse.

"Okay, then I'll arrange it." Sheng Heng had already guessed that Yan Hao would make this decision.

"Then I'll trouble you, senior." Yan Hao smiled gratefully when he heard Sheng Heng wanted to help him.

The smile on Sheng Heng's face suddenly deepened. At this moment, the optical computer terminal in Yan Hao's hand suddenly rang, and a message came in. Yan Hao clicked it and took a look, then stood up: "He Shao is looking for me, I should go back."

"I'll take you there." Sheng Heng also stood up.

"No need, I'm very close to home. Senior's hand hasn't healed yet, so you should go back and rest early." Yan Hao refused.

Speaking of hands, Sheng Heng's eyes flashed, and his right hand suddenly stretched forward and grasped Yan Hao's hand.

Yan Hao was stunned. Before he could react, Sheng Heng asked, "Junior, do you think my hands have regained some strength?"

As he spoke, Sheng Heng used his five fingers to gently hold Yan Hao's hand, and even took the opportunity to pinch Yan Hao's fingers.

“……”Cheng Wenkang.

I have to say, boss, your manipulation is really fucking awesome.

It turned out that the senior wanted to test whether his fingers had recovered their strength. Yan Hao smiled and nodded: "It is much stronger than before."

When he checked Sheng Heng's finger injury, he asked Sheng Heng to hold his hand. At that time, Sheng Heng's fingers were shaking and he had no strength at all.

"So, I'll take you back." Having said that, Sheng Heng pulled Yan Hao out of the mecha practice room without giving him a chance to refuse.

"..." Cheng Wenkang, the big light bulb who was deliberately forgotten from beginning to end, spat fiercely in the direction where his boss left, "Shameless, he is clearly taking advantage, and he can still say it so openly, it's simply too shameless."

"Senior, I'm here, thank you for sending me back." When they arrived at the dormitory, Yan Hao and Sheng Heng thanked him.

"Then you should go to bed early." Sheng Heng looked at the dormitory building behind his junior and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. How could he have reached it in just a few steps? (Dormitory building: I am one kilometer away from your mecha training room. You can try walking a few steps at a time.)

"Senior, too." After saying that, Yan Hao waved his hand and ran into the dormitory building.

Sheng Heng stood there for a while, with the waving white and tender hands of his junior brother in front of him: Well, today we held hands for 56 seconds. If the massage is also counted, the time that the junior brother took the initiative to hold my hand should be more than ten minutes. I can't let the junior brother suffer a loss, I have to hold his hand back, there are still nine minutes and four seconds left, record it.

When Yan Hao returned to the dormitory, He Shao was lying on the bed eating snacks. There were also a few packets of food on his bed, which were brought by He Shao for him.

When he saw him coming back, He Shao asked, "Where did you go just now?"

"I went to see Senior Sheng Heng." Yan Hao replied truthfully.

"What did he ask you to go out for?" He Shao sat up with a somersault. Goodness! When he went out to buy something, his cabbage was swindled away by a guy named Sheng?

"Senior Sheng Heng injured his hand while practicing mecha, so Senior Cheng asked me to help buy some medicine." Yan Hao said.

"They can't buy the medicine themselves, so why would they ask you to run over so late at night?" He Shao saw through the intention at a glance.

"Didn't I study pharmacy before? Senior Sheng Heng's hand injury is quite serious and he needs a secondary stimulation of the medicine." Yan Hao said.

"Oh my god, there is such a trick?" Pretending to be weak and gaining sympathy, what a clever move! He is sure that our kid is good to his friends.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. Did he ask you to go and treat him often in the future?" He Shao could almost guess what would happen next.

"No need. I gave the herbal formula to my senior and asked him to go to the pharmacy to buy the herbs himself. Even if I don't go, the effect will be the same." Yan Hao pulled out a chair and planned to continue reading the book he had not finished.

Didn’t agree?! My kid has grown up.

He Shao was immediately delighted and said with great satisfaction: "That's right. We are about to have the final exam. If we treat him, it will delay his studies. Besides, you are not a pharmacist now. If Senior Sheng Heng has a problem with his hand, he should find a professional pharmacist."

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded with a smile and continued reading.

As long as he was not cheated, He Shao felt relieved and lay back on the bed to continue eating. But after eating for a while, he felt something was wrong with his body, as if something was wrong. After thinking for a while, He Shao silently pulled out a professional book from the snack pile and opened it with a sigh.

The academic genius works so hard, how dare us mortals sit there and do nothing?

The author has something to say: Cheng Wenkang: Boss, you are shameless.

Sheng Heng: What can you do to me?

He Shao: I'm here, I won't let you fool me easily.

Sheng Heng: You don’t have to be here.

He Shao: ...Hao, someone is threatening me.

Sheng Heng: ...