Quan Qiao's expression was calm and emotionless, and he said in a cold voice:
"Thanks."
After thanking him, she took the medicine bottle from Fu Yi's hand and walked away from his side.
Fu Yi stood there, his arms suddenly empty...
He glanced at the shelf, his eyes darkening slightly.
Quan Qiao returned to his workbench and continued to tinker with various recipes and ingredients.
Her technique was very skillful, and her expression was so focused that it seemed as if she was alone in a space, and no one was worthy of her attention.
Fu Yi stood beside her, sometimes handing her something, sometimes helping her extract a plant.
However, Quan Qiao didn't seem to see him from beginning to end...
By dusk, the entire laboratory was covered with a light, soft yellow.
Suddenly, there was a "click".
Fu Yi "accidentally" knocked over a reagent, which fell to the ground and rolled several times.
He didn't know why he was careless, he just suddenly became careless...
Quan Qiao, who was immersed in her work, finally raised her head from the workbench and looked in his direction.
However!
Not looking at him, but looking at the reagent that fell to the ground.
She said, "Fortunately... fortunately the reagent didn't break."
As he spoke, he walked up to Fu Yi, bent down and carefully picked up the reagent.
Fu Yi:!
Reagent?
What she cares about is the reagents?
The two words "Quan Qiao" almost came out of his mouth.
However, Quan Qiao had already picked up the reagent and returned to his job.
Fu Yi's face was gloomy and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
But he said nothing and continued with what he was doing...
It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Quan Qiao finished developing the entire product and handed the formula to Fu Yi:
"Secrecy of production."
Fu Yi took it and took a look. Many of the materials used were ingenious. Some of the things were not available in the medical research laboratory, but were Quan Qiao's previous research and development.
He didn't ask any more questions, finally finishing his work. Tonight...
He said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go to the restaurant to eat together..."
But before he could finish his words, Quan Qiao had already taken off his disposable gloves and said to Fu Yi:
"Professor Fu, go back first. I need to design the packaging for the Yao Chi series and try to get it on the market as soon as possible."
After Yang finished speaking, she walked out without waiting for Fu Yi to speak.
Yes!
Fu Yi's big hand suddenly grabbed Quan Qiao's wrist with great force.
A hint of unnoticed depth flashed across Quan Qiao's eyes, but on the surface, she turned around and stared at Fu Yi calmly:
"Professor Fu, what are you doing?"
"Let's go eat." Fu Yi said in a serious voice.
Quan Qiao frowned: "I'm not hungry yet."
"You have to eat even if you're not hungry." Fu Yi pulled her wrist and walked out.
Quan Qiao didn't leave, her eyes fell on his big hand holding her wrist.
"Professor Fu, there are quite a few people outside. It's not appropriate for you to hold me like this, right?"
Fu Yi paused.
What did she say? Not appropriate?
Why didn't you say this when you indulged yourself on him?
Now that we've broken up, you're so cold-hearted and want to just walk away so quickly?
It turns out that you don’t love him!
Fu Yi wanted to shake off her hand and leave, but looking at her obviously tired face, he couldn't bear it.
He said coldly, "At the very least, we are still colleagues. I am responsible for the health of all staff members!"
After saying that, he forcefully dragged her out.
"Just colleagues?" Quan Qiao smiled coldly, his eyes falling on the dozen or so people working overtime outside.
"Then Professor Fu, please take everyone to dinner first."
Fu Yi:!
His face turned black.
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