After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

The senior student looked at Lan Xuxue's proud look, shook her head helplessly, and sighed in her heart: This Lan Xuxue doesn't listen to other people's opinions. This can't go on.

But she didn't want to argue with Lan Xuxue anymore. After all, everyone has their own ideas.

The seniors continued to surround Lan Xuxue, praising her inventions and trying to please her.

The atmosphere in the laboratory became a little subtle.

Lan Xuxue thought quietly, her heart full of anticipation and confidence in her invention.

She repeatedly recalled the senior's evaluation of her invention. Since the senior firmly said that there was nothing wrong with her invention, she firmly believed that there would be no problem with her invention.

She seemed to have seen herself standing out in the Youth Invention and Creation Competition, and the shining trophy seemed to be within reach.

Lan Xuxue narrowed her eyes slightly. This time, she must avenge her previous shame in front of Nan Qiao!

On the other side, in the spacious and bright laboratory, Nan Qiao was concentrating on learning from Professor Jiang.

Various advanced instruments and equipment are placed here, and the air is filled with the atmosphere of scientific exploration.

Nan Qiao is like a dry sponge, absorbing the moisture of knowledge to his heart's content.

She put all her energy into it these past two days.

A weekend may seem short, but it is extremely fulfilling for Nan Qiao.

Professor Jiang patiently explained the basic knowledge of nano-repair machines, from the magic of nanotechnology to the application prospects of repair machines in different fields. Nan Qiao was fascinated by what he heard.

As his studies progressed, Nan Qiao gradually mastered the structural principles of the nano-repair machine.

She marveled at the great mysteries contained in this tiny machine. The precise components and complex circuits seemed like a miracle of the microscopic world.

Every detail gradually became clear in her mind, and she seemed to see the nanoparticles busy shuttling back and forth in the machine, repairing various damaged items.

This weekend's study opened a door to a new field of science for Nan Qiao.

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Amidst the hustle and bustle of the bustling city of Kyoto, there is a high-end medical institution called "Seiki Private Hospital".

The environment here is elegant, the equipment is advanced, and the medical staff are professional and dedicated.

Shenghui Private Hospital attracts many celebrities and wealthy people for treatment with its excellent medical services and high-end treatment environment.

Lan Hanwen returned from a seminar abroad and went back to work at the hospital after resting for two days.

Lan Hanwen was wearing a neat white coat, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his slender figure was particularly eye-catching in the hospital corridor.

His steps were steady and confident, and each step seemed to carry a unique rhythm.

The pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge added a touch of elegance and intelligence to him.

The eyes behind the lenses are deep and bright, as if they contain endless wisdom. Sometimes they flash with sharp light, as if they can see through the essence of all things in the world; sometimes they reveal a gentle look that makes people want to get closer involuntarily.

The collar of the shirt under the white coat is slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone, exuding a casual sexiness.

He wore a simple watch on his wrist, and the movement of the hands seemed to tell the story of time.

Lan Hanwen exudes a unique temperament, possessing the evil charm and unruliness of a gentleman, as well as the elegance and depth of a man well-versed in poetry and books.

His eyes reveal concentration and confidence. As a backbone doctor in the hospital, he has always been committed to providing patients with the best medical services.

Lan Hanwen is passionate about his work, and every successful treatment makes him feel extremely satisfied and proud.

Just after returning, Lan Hanwen was busy as usual, shuttling between various wards to check on the patients' conditions.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, and the call from the dean's office made him stop.

Lan Hanwen felt a little nervous, wondering what important matter the dean wanted to talk to him about. He straightened his appearance and walked quickly towards the dean's office.

When Lan Hanwen walked into the dean's office, the dean was sitting behind his desk with a serious expression.

The dean is an experienced and wise leader who has long-term plans and firm beliefs for the development of the hospital.

Seeing Lan Hanwen come in, the dean nodded slightly and motioned him to sit down.

"Hanwen, I'm calling you here today because of something very important." The dean's tone was full of anticipation and urgency.

"There's a rumor going around that a high-tech trauma treatment product has appeared. It's said to be able to cure severe injuries in a short period of time. This news is a huge opportunity for our hospital."

Lan Hanwen listened quietly, feeling a strong curiosity in his heart.

He knew that in the medical field, the emergence of new technologies often meant huge changes and progress.

If this high-tech product is really as the dean said, then it will bring hope to countless patients.

"Dean, is this information reliable?" Lan Hanwen asked.

The dean frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "We can't be sure of the complete reliability of the information at this time, but we can't miss this opportunity."

"If this product really exists and we can be the first to obtain its authorization, our Shenghui Private Hospital will become the top medical institution in the country."

"This is crucial to the development of our hospital."

The dean's words made Lan Hanwen feel a great sense of responsibility.

He understood that this mission not only concerned the future of the hospital, but also the lives and health of countless patients.

"Dean, don't worry, I will do my best to find this high-tech product." Lan Hanwen said firmly.

The dean nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Hanwen, this matter must be kept confidential. No other hospitals can know about it. Especially our competitor, Kanghua Private Hospital."

"They have been competing with us for market share. If they get the authorization for this machine first, we will be in a very passive situation."

Lan Hanwen's heart trembled. After so many years of fighting openly and secretly with the other party, he knew Kang Hua too well.

They also have advanced equipment and excellent medical staff, and have been working hard to improve their competitiveness.

This competition for high-tech products will undoubtedly be a fierce contest.

After Lan Hanwen left the dean's office, he began to think about how to mobilize the Lan family's connections to find this mysterious high-tech product.

The Lan family has extensive connections and resources in this city. He believes that with the power of the family, he will be able to find clues.

At the same time, Fang Xuyao, who had a car accident that day, suddenly appeared in Lan Hanwen's mind.

He clearly remembered that Fang Xuyao's leg was obviously damaged and faced amputation, but after the ambulance arrived, his leg was surprisingly intact.