The first top lady

Song Yishen was "driven back" to Linhang by Song Yixuan so that it would be more convenient for him to go to work.

However, Song Yixuan suddenly realized a problem today, "That's not right, what about the two of them?" If Song Yishen was not in Shenhai, wouldn't he have no chance to meet He Yunchu?

She was determined to bring these two people together, so how could she have done something bad?

"Who are the two?" Guan Qian heard Song Yixuan mumbling something in the passenger seat, so he asked back.

"Ah, it's okay." Song Yixuan leaned back, feeling depressed. She had to think of another solution.

What a joke these two people are. None of them takes the initiative, especially Song Yishen. I don’t know what’s in his head. How can he let a little girl take the initiative?

He Yunchu is not as shameless as her.

"That Eason Song, what's going on?"

Song Yixuan suddenly remembered that Guan Qian said he was free today to talk to Eason Song about something. She got in the car without listening carefully, and now she came to ask for clarification.

Guan Qian explained: "He is my teacher's senior brother, and he is currently working at the Linhang Seventh Hospital. I would like to ask him for some professional knowledge."

"Oh." Song Yixuan was not interested in this Eason Song, and she didn't know him. She was silent for a long time, and then seemed to realize something, and said affirmatively, "Well, so you are studying medicine."

She really didn't know about this before.

Guan Qian looked at Song Yixuan with slight surprise, then smiled helplessly and continued driving straight ahead, thinking: Why didn’t I realize that her reaction time was so long before?

"My brother is also studying medicine." Did he just say that Eason Song works in Linhang Seventh Hospital? Her brother is also in Linhang Seventh Hospital, what a coincidence. "I don't know if Song Yishen knows this old man Song."

Does the name Eason Song sound like an old man? Song Yixuan thinks he is an old man anyway.

Linhang Seventh Hospital, a research laboratory.

Guan Qian and Song Yixuan did not go to the main building, but went directly to the experimental center.

Guan Qian originally wanted to know the research results of the balancer and meteorite, which would be more convenient and intuitive in the laboratory, which also shows that Eason Song is willing to reveal some of the details.

There were two polite knocks on the door, and a clear voice rang out from inside: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Song Yishen looked at the two people at the door who were so familiar to him. Of course, he still felt very familiar with Guan Qian. The hands quietly hidden behind his back revealed his guilt and panic at the moment.

He pretended to be calm and asked, "Why are you here?" He raised his other wrist and looked at his watch. This time was exactly when he and...

and so……

Guan Qian was certain then, "Are you Eason Song?" He had never thought of this possibility.

Eason is Yi Shen. I only now realize that the hint is quite obvious.

However, it was normal that he didn't notice any clues. After all, even Song Yixuan, who called Song Yishen every day, didn't notice anything wrong. Even before entering the door, she was still convinced that Eason Song was a bald old man in his seventies or eighties.

It's simply because she thinks studying medicine costs hair, the higher the medical skills, the less hair one has, and the less hair one has, the higher the medical skills.

Guan Qian and Song Yishen have been exchanging emails, and the content is limited to research issues. The screen is full of professional knowledge and politeness, and neither of them has revealed their real names.

As a result, when netizens meet in person, they find that they are all acquaintances.

Guan Qian turned his head to look at Song Yixuan. They were about to go in together, but he heard Song Yixuan complain, "How could I know he would come up with such an ugly name?" His real name sounded better, Yishen.

Eason? Yi Shen? Huh? How are they the same?

No, there is also artistic conception. Those letters have no artistic conception and just don’t sound good.

But why did Guan Qian sound angry?

Song Yishen and Guan Qian were discussing professional issues, which was undoubtedly setting fire right under Song Yixian's nose.

Song Yixuan staggered to the laboratory table, picked up this test tube to look at it, picked up that reagent bottle to look at it, then narrowed his eyes dangerously at the two people who were discussing the experimental report over there.

Humph! This Song Yishen didn't listen to her advice at all. She told him to stop his research and he actually did it secretly behind her back.

Also, what's up with this Guan Qian? Why is he also researching these things?

Why is it that everything she does lately always goes against her will and has the opposite effect?

He wanted to bring Song Yishen and He Yunchu together, but Song Yishen returned to Linhang, and the two had no chance to meet. He wanted Song Yishen to stop interfering in the matter of the balance agent and meteorite jade, but he found out that Guan Qian was also researching it, and one person's involvement turned into a conspiracy between two people.

Song Yishen felt as if his back was stabbed by countless cold knives. The blood stagnated at this moment. He turned his head stiffly, and as expected, he was met with a pair of sharp and dangerous eyes that were suppressing anger.

"You two go through!" Song Yixuan glared at the two of them and said coldly. His angry steps were swift and resolute, full of deterrence that could not be ignored, and he left here decisively.

She just wanted this matter to be over quickly.

What balancer? What meteorite? She didn't want to find out. No one else knew better.

If this involves a wide range of people, I'm afraid Song Yishen will also suffer with her.

Their parents died because of the meteorite jade, and she didn't believe it was a good thing. If she provoked some evil forces again, would the perfect peace that she had exchanged for her life disappear just like that?

She didn't know if the enemy was watching them somewhere, and she didn't want Song Yishen to take any risks because it wasn't worth it.

Even if the research results come out, what can it change? The lost people cannot be brought back, so why impose shackles on them and make them worry about themselves?

This was the first time Guan Qian saw Song Yixuan angry, and it was much more serious than he could have imagined. He didn't know why Song Yixuan was angry, and it seemed like there was no sign of it, but it did start after he saw Song Yishen.

Therefore, both he and Song Yishen are the "culprits".

"I'll explain later."

Song Yishen dropped what he was holding and hurriedly chased after him. He knew in his heart that compared to the thousands of scoldings last time, the consequences of this silent battle would be more serious.

In a rage, Song Yixuan ran down two streets at lightning speed, heading straight for a roadside barbecue stall. He walked past two tables of people, grabbed a man by the back of his collar, and dragged him to sit down in an empty seat nearby.

The little rascal had just touched the waist bag of a customer and was feeling lucky that no one noticed. He was about to succeed, but just as he put force with his orchid finger, someone grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him to a seat at the barbecue stall without giving him any chance to resist.

He cursed inwardly, it was over, he was discovered, but of the thirty-six strategies, running away was the best strategy. But before he could stand up straight, someone pulled his clothes hard from behind.

Song Yixi exerted a little force, and he fell back onto the small bench.

Seeing that Song Yixuan just had a gloomy face and had no intention of making public his actions or calling the police to arrest him, the little ruffian smiled and said, "Sister, I know I was wrong."

So, can you let him go?

Song Yixuan turned his head to look at him, with a sunny and gentle smile on his face, and said to him: "Very good, you admit your mistakes and correct them, which is much better than some people."

“Hehehe…” The little punk didn’t understand what was going on and smiled with a sour mouth.

"Then I'll reward you with a barbecue." Song Yixuan called the boss to order food.

The little boy looked at the originally cold face and saw a genuine smile, like a peony blooming under the scorching sun, instantly dazzling and stunning the pupils, and like a trickle of warm current flowing out of a glacier valley. At this moment, more than the glacier was melting.

The voice is so gentle and kind, with a tender smile, and as soon as she opens her mouth it is like spring flowers blooming and a gentle breeze.