Chapter 758 Where can I put my face? The pharmaceutical factory she imagined should be a low factory building with mottled walls.
But what is before our eyes is a neatly planned factory area with gray-white factory buildings in good order.
The factory roads are clean and wide, and workers in uniform work clothes are walking hurriedly.
"This... this is the Guanghui Pharmaceutical Factory?" She subconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.
Zhao Jianhua puffed out his chest proudly. "You didn't expect that, did you? Come on, I'll take you to the guesthouse to put your luggage, and then we'll go to the workshop to take a look."
Yu Shanshan followed Zhao Jianhua inside, looking around as if her eyes were not enough.
She gradually began to relax. Now that she was here, she would definitely be able to get more useful information.
But Yu Shanshan obviously miscalculated. The more she understood, the more she realized that what Zhao Jianhua was responsible for was only part of the foundation.
Moreover, the people here did a very good job of keeping secrets. Not only could she not find out the information, even Zhao Jianhua knew very little about it.
She may return disappointed.
At the same time, the mysterious man came to assign a new task.
Ask her to find a way to suspend Professor Zhao's project, no matter what method she uses.
"How can I do something like this?"
"Ms. Yu, we have a close relationship. If you can't do this, then the things you did before... will be known to others. Don't you want that, right?"
Yu Shanshan finally realized that she had completely fallen into the other party's trap.
"you……"
"I believe Ms. Yu understands the stakes involved."
Yu Shanshan knew that she was now in a difficult situation.
With no other options left, her gloomy gaze once again fell on Professor Zhao's power-assisted bicycle that was modified by Lu Qingyang.
A vicious thought quietly grew.
A few days later, in the morning, Professor Zhao rode his bicycle to the laboratory as usual.
When he reached a gentle slope, he habitually used the power assist. As soon as he exerted force with his feet, he heard a sharp metal friction sound from the rear wheel. Then, not only did the power assist not appear, but the entire rear wheel seemed to be locked tightly by something. The huge inertia made him fall forward!
With a loud bang, Professor Zhao fell heavily to the side of the road along with his car. He felt a sharp pain in his arms and knees, and his glasses flew off, leaving his vision blurry.
Passersby quickly helped him up and called a taxi to take him to the hospital.
The examination results showed a fracture of the left wrist bone and multiple soft tissue contusions. The doctor advised that he must rest at home for a period of time.
Upon hearing the news, Yu Shanshan rushed to the hospital in a hurry, pouring water and handing out medicine, her face full of worry.
When Professor Zhao's condition stabilized and he was sent home to rest in bed, she sat by the bed, looked at Professor Zhao's arm in plaster, her eyes reddened, and she began her performance.
"Uncle, this is so dangerous! How could the bike suddenly malfunction out of nowhere? You usually ride it just fine, but today... Oh, it's our fault for not checking it properly."
As she spoke, she carefully observed Professor Zhao's expression. "I know Lu Qingyang means well, but he's a physics major, not a mechanical professional. This modified thing sounds novel, but its safety... isn't as reliable as the original one. This time it's a blessing in disguise, it's just a broken bone. If it happens again... I don't dare to think about it."
Professor Zhao leaned against the head of the bed, his arm aching slightly. Listening to Yu Shanshan's "sincere and heartfelt" concern, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Mrs. Zhao came in carrying the cooked rice porridge and gently placed it on the bedside table.
She looked at her husband's arm in plaster, sighed distressedly, and followed Yu Shanshan's words just now and advised:
"Old man, what Shanshan said makes sense. You're too old to handle a fall like that. I think you should take this opportunity to rest at home for a while. Put aside the lab and the project for now. Your health is more important."
She picked up a towel and carefully wiped the sweat from Professor Zhao's forehead. "I don't think you should ride that bike anymore. It's a modified one, after all. It sounds like it saves effort, but the safety... well, I was lucky this time, but who knows what will happen next time. Let's be safe."
Professor Zhao closed his eyes and listened to his wife's consolation, but his heart felt as if it was stuffed with a ball of wet cotton, making him feel very blocked.
He knew his wife well, she was kind-hearted and simple-minded. His words were certainly out of genuine concern, but Yu Shanshan used them as a weapon.
Professor Zhao's voice was a little hoarse. "The project is at a critical juncture. If I lie down, the progress will definitely be affected... I'm afraid Qingyang and the others are under a lot of pressure."
Madam Zhao tucked the corner of the quilt for him and said, "No matter how important your work is, it's not as important as your health. Qingyang is a capable child. He will understand you. Just take care of him and don't worry too much."
Yu Shanshan stood aside, listening to Mrs. Zhao's advice which was completely in line with her own ideas, and felt secretly proud in her heart.
She quickly added: "Yes, Dad, Mom is right, you can rest assured and recuperate."
Professor Zhao's gaze lingered on Yu Shanshan's face for a moment, making Yu Shanshan feel inexplicably empty.
The room was quiet for a moment, with the faint sound of birdsong coming from the window.
Mrs. Zhao thought he had listened to her advice and felt relieved. She whispered to Shanshan, "Let him sleep for a while. Let's go out."
Yu Shanshan nodded obediently and followed Mrs. Zhao out of the room. The moment she closed the door, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
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Three days later in the afternoon, Lu Qingyang knocked on Professor Zhao's door carrying some fruits and nutritional supplements.
Mrs. Zhao led him into the bedroom, and after a few pleasantries, she considerately closed the door and went to the kitchen to prepare tea.
Lu Qingyang walked to the bedside and looked at Professor Zhao's arm in plaster, frowning slightly: "Professor Zhao, are you feeling better?"
Professor Zhao leaned against the headboard, his face still a little sick, and he forced a smile: "I'm old and useless. I fell down like this. Qingyang, thank you for making a special trip."
"As I should. I took a look at your car when I came here."
Professor Zhao's heart sank slightly, but his expression remained calm: "Oh? What did you see?"
Lu Qingyang turned around and faced Professor Zhao, making sure that only the two of them could hear him: "Professor Zhao, this bicycle didn't break down by itself, it was vandalized."
Professor Zhao's breathing paused for a moment. Although he had already guessed it in his heart, being confirmed so directly by Lu Qingyang still made him feel a tightness in his chest.
He remained silent, waiting for Lu Qingyang to continue.
"Also, there's one more thing... I've noticed some non-core but highly relevant information about the project has been leaked recently. After investigation, the source of the leak... happens to point to the data handover process that Comrade Jianhua was responsible for coordinating. I know Jianhua is your son, so he's very likely, but..."
Lu Qingyang did not mention anyone by name, but Professor Zhao already knew what he was going to say.
"Qingyang, let's handle this matter as we please. After all, the country's affairs are of paramount importance."
"I understand. It's Jianhua's side that needs your advice."
"I understand."
Before leaving, Lu Qingyang left some tonic ointment for him and asked him to use it according to the instructions.
"I'm in the medical field myself. Do I need you to tell me all this?"
"These are new products from the factory. They will be very effective for your injury."
"Oh... I'm so embarrassed." Professor Zhao sighed helplessly.
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