Professor Leng Yan's pheromone is sultry

Yun Lin's knee was injured, and it was very difficult to change his clothes.

After Shen Song carried him back to the bedroom last night, he took off all his clothes, but instead excused him for being inconvenient, so he didn't wear them anymore, and ate all the tofu feast.

Then he simply put on the big white sweater again, and the hem reached a palm above the knee, just revealing the bandaged gauze.

If someone saw Yun Lin at this time, they would definitely shatter the image of the cold professor in a suit and leather shoes in his heart.

After all, a pair of slender legs and straight legs are good, but the hair on the body is naturally not abundant, making the skin look smoother.

The exposed legs are resting on the sofa, the delicate two are very touching.

At this moment, Yun Lin was holding a white sock in his hand, and wanted to put it on himself, but his body was folded up, and he didn't put the sock on his toes.

He took a breath, straightened up, and stretched his neck.

He bent down again and put white socks on his feet with difficulty.

His uninjured leg can still be curled up, but this leg can only be straightened, which is a test of Yun Lin's flexibility skills.

He slowly sent the upper half of his body forward, his chin almost touching his knees, and completed a big stretching yoga pose.

Finally, after a lot of hard work, the white socks finally hung on the toes, and then Yun Lin pinched the edge and pulled them down bit by bit.

After many twists and turns, the sock was put on the ankle with great difficulty.

At this time, Shen Song came out of the kitchen with an apron around his waist, carrying the food.

When I saw this scene as soon as I came out, I suddenly felt that the professor with limited mobility was a bit bullying.

So he blew a turning whistle: "Brother, your waist is soft."

Yun Lin's face was flushed, and he gave him a squinting look, "You are quite good at seeing people laugh."

But he finally put on a pair of white socks properly, so he wouldn't be so shameless.

Shen Song said "Yes", without mentioning his defense, he came over and hugged Yun Lin, carried him to the dining table, and put him on the chair properly.

"Let's have lunch." As he said, he tasted Yun Lin's soft lips before sitting back.

Looking at the fragrant food, Yun Lin was stunned, "This is all... you made it?"

There are three dishes and one soup on the table. It is a meat and two vegetarian configuration.

Shen Song placed chopsticks beside the bowl in front of him, "Well, I guess I'm a quick learner."

This was a bit too fast, Yun Lin glanced at the kitchen, and saw a cookbook spread out next to the chopping board, with circled comments faintly visible on it.

——Didn’t you take notes after reading the recipe?

Yun Lin still wanted to take a closer look, but Shen Song stood up and walked over to close the kitchen door.

He walked back and sat at the table, cleared his throat: "Eat, if you think it's done well, you can make me a regular in advance."

Facing the highly purposeful application, Yun Lin didn't say yes or no.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, put a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

Quite a bit like a food critic.

Shen Song immediately leaned over and asked, his starry eyes sparkled: "Is it delicious?"

Yun Lin frowned, but still swallowed the food in his mouth.

He took a sip of the slightly bland soup before raising his eyes, "It's okay..."

Shen Song saw the clue from Yun Lin's expression, and he picked up a chopstick and threw it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, I immediately took out a tissue and spit it out.

"Bah! Why is it so salty!"

He pulled the soup bowl in front of Yun Lin, took a sip of the soup, paused, and then took another sip, "Why... no taste?"

Yun Lin looked up at him, but didn't answer, let alone make any comments.

Chen Song was a little annoyed, and pulled those dishes aside.

"Don't eat, don't eat, I'll go out and buy you something edible later, what the hell are these things?"

It seems that the color and aroma are okay, but when you put it in your mouth, it is not the case.

Just now he confidently said that he was a fast learner, but he didn't expect the slap in the face to come so fast, and it was really shameful to overturn the car so vigorously.

Yun Lin shook his head, pulled the plate over, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, and lightly dipped it into the soup bowl in front of him, "Don't waste it, you can eat it now."

"Don't eat it..." Shen Song looked at the food he cooked with disgust: "It's so unpalatable."

Yun Lin didn't answer, and ate quietly.

The rice is simply steamed in a rice cooker, with a fully automatic process, and the cooked rice is at a normal level.

Stirring together can also save dishes that are too salty.

Shen Song felt sorry for Yun Lin eating these weird things he made - shouldn't his brother eat the most exquisite food - after thinking about it, he felt that he was too useless.

"I serve them all according to the recipe..." Shen Song gritted his teeth, a little upset and blamed himself: "But I don't know how those recipes are made, why they don't use the dosage of seasoning, just write 'appropriate amount',' A little', 'slightly more'? I don't even know how much to put in, and it's making you eat these damn things."

Yun Lin ate the food calmly, and heard that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but his expression did not fluctuate.

"Chinese chefs are like this. They all come from experience. A good cook is salty, so it takes time to hone it."

Seeing Yun Lin eating and picking up vegetables so calmly, Shen Song also took the bowl, thinking slowly in his heart that he must make better next meal, and not let his brother feel wronged to eat these crappy things every time.

The two finished their lunch relatively silently, Yun Lin put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at the time.

"I'm going to the school hospital to change the medicine for the first time in the afternoon. Do you have time?"

Shen Song immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped his mouth, turned around and walked towards the back room, and said while walking: "I have time, I'll find you a pair of pants first."

He didn't want to be tormented by his own food a little bit, and ran away as soon as he heard the opportunity, but it seemed wrong to say this sentence.

"..."

"Find a pair of pants..."

But Yun Lin couldn't deny that he was indeed without pants.

If you move around casually, the hem will get in the wind.

With Shen Song's assistance, Yun Lin finally put on a pair of loose sweatpants.

Wash away the shame of not having pants to wear for days.

The sun was shining brightly today, and the rain two days ago had disappeared, and the two of them drove to Beijing University without any problems.

After Shen Song parked the car, he turned to look at Yun Lin in the back row: "Brother, wait for me, I'll borrow a wheelchair."

Before Yun Lin could react, Shen Song jumped out of the car and strode towards the guidance platform of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University.

Those who were bandaged and stitched in the infirmary at that time should come to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University for another dressing change.

Simply, the case registration in the school infirmary is synchronous. As long as you register here, you can directly see the injury situation at that time.

Not long after, Shen Song rushed back pushing the wheelchair.

He helped Yun Lin onto the wheelchair, and gently propped up Yun Lin's stretched legs, "The number has been hung up, and there are two people queuing in front of the dressing room. It's okay if we go slowly."

Yun Lin sat down in the wheelchair, endured the pain, and said in a steady tone, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"..."

"Will it hurt to change the dressing?" After hesitating for a moment, Shen Song finally asked this question.

He didn't want Yun Lin to be hurt in any way, and he didn't want Yun Lin to suffer, but now, with both things in place, Shen Song felt the sense of loss that he felt when he was cooking just now.

Very powerless.

Yun Lin looked at his bandaged knee, "Probably, changing the dressing for the first time may not be very comfortable."

Shen Song's brows frowned even tighter, the uneasiness in his heart spread vigorously, like a rising torrent, which was about to drown him.

"I... want to try stitches too."

Yun Lin raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze projected from behind the glass lens, tinged with the coldness of inorganic substances.

"Don't think about it again. You don't feel well seeing me like this. Could it be that I'm happy when I see you getting stitches?"

Shen Song lowered his head, hiding the darkness deep in his eyes.

Yun Lin sighed, patted Shen Song's arm for the first time in public, and softened his tone.

"Okay, just wait until the wound heals, don't worry. You are also a member of the Academy of Life Sciences, don't you know that organic matter can be metabolized?"

Shen Song lowered his head, and his voice was muffled, "But even if you take the treatment to lighten the scars, the scars will probably appear..."

"Should be." Yun Lin replied in a very relaxed tone, even a little indifferent. "this is nothing."

Shen Song, "If you get a scar in the future, brother, do you want to think about... getting a simple tattoo here?"

Yun Lin raised his eyebrows, as if he was seriously thinking about this suggestion.

It is reasonable to say that he is a professor of Beijing University, and he has a tattoo that does not match his identity, but Yunlin has done even more crazy things, so why not do a small tattoo to cover the scar?

"Well, that's a good suggestion. I'll think about it after the recovery period has passed."

Shen Song raised his head, and quickly added: "Actually, the first thing I need to do is to take you to lighten the scars. If you don't get scars, then don't consider this last move."

Yun Lin nodded, "Okay, listen to you."

Taking advantage of no one around, Shen Song leaned over and pecked Yun Lin on the cheek, then pushed Yun Lin to the outpatient building.

The sun was very good, and it was warm on the body, and Yun Lin felt even warmer wearing a large white sweater, like a big white cat lazily basking in the sun, half-supporting the gold-rimmed glasses, leaning on the armrest, squinting Eyes drowsy.

Shen Song was also very careful pushing him, trying to find a level ground to walk on.

The crowds around seemed to have nothing to do with them.

If the timeline is to stand still, it can go on like this forever.

But the good times are not long.

Just after turning a corner, Yun Lin's wheelchair almost collided with a wheelchair opposite.

When the two parties took a closer look, they both saw acquaintances.

"Brother Yun! Shen Song!" Pan Qian looked at them with bright eyes, and soon found Yun Lin in a wheelchair, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Yun, what's wrong with you, are you in a wheelchair?"

Vicky patted Pan Qian on the shoulder, "Qian, keep your voice down."

Pan Qian stuck out her tongue, and saluted playfully with two fingers on her forehead, "I'm sorry, I was a little too excited to see Brother Yun," she said, leaning forward, and asked in a low voice: " Brother Yun, you came to the hospital in a wheelchair, are you pregnant?"

"..."

???

Yun Lin: "..."

The corners of Shen Song's mouth curled up, but he forcibly suppressed it, and Vicky also rubbed her round inch and turned around.

Yun Lin's chest heaved twice, and he pointed to his straight legs, "Look here, have you ever seen a pregnant knee?"

Only then did Pan Qian cast her gaze on that padded leg, because Yun Lin was wearing loose and light sweatpants before, and she didn't know what was going on unless she looked carefully, so she would turn her gaze over and you could see the bandaged bulge contour.

Pan Qian was surprised: "Brother Yun, what's wrong with you? It seems that your knee is injured?"

Seeing that she had only grasped the point now, Yun Lin finally let out a long sigh of relief, but her tone was still not good.

"I fell and got a few stitches."

"Ah!" Pan Qian covered her mouth, "How did you fall?"

Yun Lin: "I participated in the four-by-100-meter race. My motor nerves are not good, so I fell like this."

Yun Lin didn't make any excuses, and didn't mention what happened on the track, instead she asked Pan Qian: "How is your recovery?"

Pan Qian leaned against the back of the wheelchair, and hit the back of Vicky's hand with the back of her head, "It's much better. The doctor told me to go out more, so Vicky pushed me out to enjoy the sun."

Yun Lin slowly raised his eyes and looked at Vicky, "Vicky has worked hard."

After finishing speaking, he paused for two seconds, and suddenly looked directly into Vicky's eyes, "By the way, I had a special opportunity two days ago, and I met a person. I heard from this person that he seems to know you."

"So, Vicky, do you know Song Yushou?"

There was a trace of hesitation in Vicky's eyes, and this emotion was quickly covered up. She shrugged, "It seems that I don't have any impression."

Yun Lin stared at her again, and then withdrew her scrutiny, "Sorry, I was overthinking."

Pan Qian looked puzzled: "What charades are you playing? Can't even I know?"

Yun Lin: "It's nothing, just looking for something to talk about."

Yun Lin is not someone who has nothing to say, everyone present knows that.

When Shen Song knew Yun Lin best, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's getting late, I'm going to push Professor Yun in to change the medicine, is there anything else?"

Pan Qian shook her head, "It's nothing, Vicky, you can push me over there to bask in the sun, the sun is better over there."

Vicky nodded, and when she passed by, she met Shen Song's eyes.

The two wheelchairs staggered and moved in their respective directions.

"elder brother,"

Shen Song's voice was low and deep.

"Do you doubt her?"

Yun Lin sat in the wheelchair and said lightly: "There may be some things we don't know that are being concealed, but I feel that Vicky is true to Pan Qian."

Shen Song said "Yes", "I wish them well."

I also hope that they will continue to do well and not make trouble.

Although it was inconvenient for Yun Lin to go out these few days, she got better after changing her medicine several times.

So Shen Song is not allowed to wear a white sweater on him anymore, because he still has to hold a video conference with the project team.

So that wide body of sportswear has become his first choice.

It is also convenient to put on and take off, and it will not easily touch the wound, and it will not make the video of yourself and the students feel dignified.

In the past few days, I have been holding video conferences with the project team at home to communicate the progress of the experiment, and I am not ambiguous at all - I have to watch everyone doing experiments and running data while the video is on.

This day was also the same as before, Yun Lin sat in front of the computer in the study, arranging the amount of data that the laboratory should determine today.

But he didn't notice that the door of the study was not closed, leaving a small gap.

Yun Lin's face was indifferent and his tone was serious, "Assign today's division of labor. According to the progress of the previous biochemical experiment, group A detected the activity of catalase after anti-shock drugs, and group B clarified and repeated the data of DNA cutting, and at the same time assisted Group A completed the aseptic preservation of the experimental dishes, and the colleagues in the assistance group who completed the experiment in group AB measured the protein content of the experimental subjects according to the nitrogen determination method and registered them."

"Okay, let's get started. Today, we must strictly follow the previous experiment plan. Everyone can leave the laboratory after completing the data volume. I will accompany you in the video."

After Yun Lin finished speaking, she lowered her head and flipped through the booklet in her hand.

He wrote a line of words in the notebook rustling with a pen, without raising his head, he said: "Then today's experimental data, after confirming that it is correct, the assistant sent it to me for final confirmation..."

The students at the other end of the video were listening to the professor's arrangement seriously, but suddenly they covered their mouths and let out a low voice.

"Ah! What kind of cat, so cute!"

"Muppet, look, it's still a beautiful face, the professor's cat is so cute!"

"I didn't expect such a serious person like the professor to have such a cute cat."

As soon as the girls' voices fell, a black cat leaped onto the table vigorously, hugged the white cat forcefully, stretched out the tip of its tongue to pick the white cat's chin, and licked it until the white cat squinted its eyes and let out a sweet moan. One sound: "Meow~"

Yun Lin was still concentrating on academic arrangements, when she heard the meowing, she instinctively looked towards the door—as expected, the door was not closed tightly.

When he looked up again, Xueqiu and Heitan were already staring at him.

From the perspective of the video, these two have undoubtedly been fully featured.

Yun Lin frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Go down."

Xueqiu couldn't understand, Heitan didn't bother to talk about it, and continued to lick Xueqiu's white fur in his own way.

"..."

Yun Lin had no choice but to lift the two little guys to the ground with one hand by the back of their necks.

But Xueqiu missed his master very much, just as he put it down, he jumped into Yun Lin's arms again, and kept sticking out the tip of his pink tongue, licking Yun Lin's neck.

She also yelled softly: "Meow meow~" begging for attention.

Yun Lin was unable to move, and had nowhere to hide, so he had no choice but to push it away.

Then Heitan came up again, and Yun Lin suddenly had two more cats in his arms.

A black cat and a white cat, one cute and the other handsome, are all meowing like two baby babies waiting to be fed.

Yun Lin: "..."

If you want to carry these two, you can't even walk to the door and throw them out.

Looking at this scene from the video, the professor's cold and inaccessible sense of isolation has been shattered.

Several students covered their faces and secretly discussed: "Professor Yun is not wearing a suit and a sweatshirt to play cats, why is he a little soft and cute?"

"Maomao is an ambassador of world peace. Don't lie to me. If two such cute cats crawl into my arms, I won't be serious."

"That's right! Isn't the professor always like this? He usually looks at strangers, but he is actually kind-hearted. There was a poor student who couldn't pay the tuition and planned to suspend his studies. He was sponsored by Professor Yun for free."

Watching Yun Lin helplessly press the gourd and pick up the scoop from the camera, Xu Ling poked Shen Song's arm, "Hey, it seems that the two little guys get along well with Professor Yun."

Hearing those people's discussions, Shen Song felt that his brother was a perfect score, and his tone couldn't help being less tough.

"Well, it's alright."

——Except for being a bit peeky, Xueqiu and Heitan are really okay.

Yun Lin saw a pack of cat snacks on the table. Normally, he does not support giving pets snacks. After all, the nutrition is not high, but today is a special situation, so he opened a pack and gave the two little guys to smell it.

Heitan was unmoved, but Xueqiu was greedy, and the smell of the snacks made him stretch his neck to reach for it.

Yun Lin stood up tremblingly on crutches, moved to the door of the study step by step, shook the snacks in his hand, and threw them outside.

Xueqiu rushed out immediately, and Heitan was not interested in snacks, so he ran out after Xueqiu.

Yun Lin took the opportunity to close the door, and with the click of the lock pin, he breathed a sigh of relief—the world was finally quiet.

Yun Lin returned to the camera on crutches, and he said very apologetically, "I'm sorry, students, for wasting everyone's time."

"No, no! The professor has worked hard!" "Professor, please slow down, it's okay, we can basically hear it clearly." "The professor can't take a good rest for the progress of our experiment, we are sorry."

The students comforted Yun Lin, but at the same time they were also driven by their emotions. They were gearing up one by one, determined to complete the experimental research better.

"Then let me talk about some follow-up details..." Yun Lin gritted her teeth and sat down with her knees bent, putting her crutches aside.

Probably because of his limited mobility, when he let go of the crutch, the crutch unconsciously touched the trophy and medal on the shelf of the bookcase.

These things are naturally Shen Song. Although the name is not written, the medal of the first city science champion is exposed. Although it is inconspicuous, people who are familiar with this medal can see the clue at a glance.

Xu Ling's eyes widened, and he dragged Shen Song to a corner.

"Shen Zi, is that medal yours?"

Shen Song squinted at Xu Ling, noncommittal.

Xu Ling took a deep breath, and then patted Shen Song's shoulder cracklingly, "Okay, good brother, are you already living together?"

Shen Song glanced around indifferently, and found that no one was looking at them, so he said coldly: "Keep your voice down."

Xu Ling quickly covered his mouth, "Yes, I'll keep my voice down. But you are too good, you have picked all the hard-to-pick kaolin flowers! Before, I didn't say anything to my brother , Do you not regard me as one of your own?"

Of course nothing can be said.

Shen Song didn't answer, and carried two small cages from under the experimental table, which contained squeaky mice.

Without pausing for a moment, he stuffed the little white mice into Xu Ling's arms.

Then he said ruthlessly: "Cut the testicles, cut them obliquely, and make fifteen cell culture dishes."

Xu Ling clamped his legs subconsciously, his face paled with shock: "Fifteen? So many?!"

Shen Song smiled and raised his chin, but his aura was like a superior who looked down on the common people.

"That's what's written in the test schedule, and I'm only in charge of supervising the work."

Xu Ling smacked his lips, sighed "tsk tsk" and said, "Sure enough, it's nothing to worry about stabbing my brother twice. I think you just want me to shut up."

Shen Song continued to smile, laughing until Xu Ling's back went numb.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to work as soon as possible, and I won't hold you back with the 'go home as soon as possible to accompany the professor'."

Xu Ling had a complete realization - sure enough, after a man is eaten up, there will be no brothers in his eyes!

With a look of grief and indignation, he rushed towards the experimental bench holding the cage of the little white mouse.