nonhuman affairs administration

Professor Ren slept for a long time and when he woke up he found himself lying on the table.

He squinted his eyes and reached out to touch the table, finding the glasses he had taken off and then put aside.

The glasses are smoky gray, with thin frames and temples. The shape of the frame is the previously popular round frame, which makes people look more gentle and handsome when worn.

However, Professor Ren's image at this time was really not suitable for the words gentle and handsome.

There were other people in the room besides him. Researchers in white coats were concentrating on experiments at the operating table. They stared at the petri dish as if they were staring at their own wife, with eyes that seemed crazy.

Professor Ren laughed at himself, feeling that he was not much better than his other colleagues.

He stood up and walked around the corner twice, stretching his stiff shoulders, back and lumbar spine, and shaking his legs that were swollen and numb due to blood vessel compression.

People really have to accept that they are getting old. Professor Ren is in his forties this year. He is single and has lived most of his life alone, devoting himself to the laboratory.

Many people introduced him to good girls, but he declined them one by one. For those he couldn't refuse, he just went to have a meal with them reluctantly. After the meal, all the points he had gained because of his appearance were deducted.

Dull, stingy, and unromantic.

Anyway, he doesn't have any qualities that girls like.

Professor Ren doesn't want to get married, and no one can force him to do so.

He is single if he wants to. He eats, drinks, defecates and urinates in a research institute and rarely contacts outsiders. If he really gets married, I don’t know if he can take care of his family. He doesn’t even know if other women have been abducted by others.

No matter what others say or how they persuade him, Professor Ren always sticks to his own way.

After a long while, my aching waist was finally able to straighten up.

Professor Ren entered the password to open the door of the laboratory, walked through the laboratories with password locks, and headed towards the toilet.

While walking, he ran into someone from the patrol team and Director Ren nodded to him.

The patrol team stopped to greet him and exchanged a few words.

Professor Ren had three urgent needs. When he woke up, he took some time to walk, and now he took some time to talk. He felt that his bladder had reached its limit.

So Professor Ren, who was in a hurry to pee, just replied "OK, OK" and left in a hurry. Looking at his back, he looked like he was chased by a ghost. He was really not like the usually steady and cautious professor.

After solving his physiological problems, Professor Ren tidied himself up in front of the mirror on the sink.

I always feel like something is missing.

Professor Ren looked at the person in the mirror and smiled self-deprecatingly. No matter how much he cleaned up, he was no longer young.

Professor Ren finally returned to the dormitory, took a comfortable hot bath, and then went to the cafeteria to eat something.

I still return to the laboratory at night.

New discoveries were made after the sections were stained with iodine solution under a microscope.

For a moment, Professor Ren's hands were shaking.

He leaned his head forward, walked around the laboratory a few more times, dimmed the desk lamp a little, then sat back down and looked at the cell sections under the microscope again.

Three days ago, he met with Dean Qi.

Dean Qi can be regarded as his mentor. It was Dean Qi who taught him professional courses when he first entered university.

Dean Qi got straight to the point. As soon as he sat down, without even taking a sip of tea, he said there was a project that needed his follow-up.

Professor Ren already had three projects on hand, and they were all at an important stage. He was afraid that he would be too busy to add another project at this time, so he wanted to decline when he heard this.

Dean Qi obviously understood what he meant, so he said, "Xiao Ren, don't push it yet, why don't you take a look at these photos."

Dean Qi pushed a few photos in front of Professor Ren and said, "Take a look."