I thought I was a jerk

"I don't want to mind my own business," he said.

Then he moved his eyes away, and set his eyes on his work log again, only occasionally glancing at the iron-gray thermos on Xue Ci's table.

Those who left the "early leave" one after another have also returned.

In the past, the desks used by Xue Ci were all recognized as "forbidden places", and they had to take a detour to avoid them.Today, for some reason, there are always people walking and dawdling by the side, sometimes knocking off Xue Ci's pen, sometimes bumping a certain document, and then the researchers stretched out their hands coldly and put Xue Ci's desk on the table. Objects on it are righted.

Rejecting is one thing, but walking away after messing with someone else's stuff...how impolite.

Although it was only a small friction, the sound of "Ding Ding Bang Bang" has never stopped.The closest curly-haired researcher looked up at them, wondering what the hell were these people doing.

About two hours later, Xue Ci came back with the medicine.

His cold wasn't too serious, and it was reasonable to say that he would be able to come back with an injection or some medicine, and it wouldn't take much time.But the doctor he registered saw Xue Ci's pale and pale appearance, showing great maternal love, forced Xue Ci to have a physical examination, gave him a dose of nutritional injections, and prescribed warming and nourishing medicine.He even connected Xue Ci's nutritionist for him, and readjusted the daily recipes. It took some time before Xue Ci was released.

The whole morning was exhausted, and it was not long before the hottest noon.

Turning back to the lab now is a waste of time.But Xue Ci just thought that it would be good to do another sequence experiment in those 10 minutes, so he hurried back.

Then he looked at his desk and always felt that there were some subtle changes, as if some objects had been changed.

Xue Ci lowered his eyes.

The most conspicuous thing was the gray thermos cup on the corner of the table - Xue Ci glanced at it, feeling a little strange.

The reason why I didn't think about "colleagues sending warmth" is because everyone is really gentlemen, and they don't talk much, let alone send hot water to each other.

So Xue Ci's first thought was that someone misplaced it.Or a researcher passed by, put it on his desk by mistake, and forgot to take it away.

Xue Ci didn't mind being taken over.

Everyone is very autistic and unwilling to communicate.He thoughtfully changed the position of the thermos and placed it on the most conspicuous cabinet so that the researcher who misplaced it could take it away.

Then sit down and organize the data as usual.

On the other side, from time to time, he looked up at the black-clothed researcher. When he saw Young Master Xue picking up the thermos with his slender fingers, his lips were slightly pursed into a slightly cold arc.

Xue Ci should ask...who gave him the ginger soup, right?

Then should he respond?

I'd better reply... just say that everyone has a share, and the rest will be given to him.

That's the way it is.

The researcher in black thought.

Then he saw that Xue Ci didn't even open the thermos, smelled what was inside, and put the thermos coldly on the diagonal bookcase farthest from him, as if he didn't even bother to throw it away. Throw it, and don't mean to touch it again.

Under the black raven-wing-like eyelashes.

The attitude is clearly expressed.

Don't give me anything, it takes up space and I don't want to touch it.

bother.

——Obviously they started to exclude Xue Ci first, and it is normal for Xue Ci not to want to talk to anyone in this laboratory, but this kind of extremely cold and divided attitude that never crosses the line still makes the black clothes The researcher's lips were pursed even tighter, and something burned fiercely in his heart.

And it's like anger...and it's not like anger.

Just inexplicably a little restless, chest tightness and shortness of breath.

The black-clothed researcher stood up at once, and left with a more indifferent expression to conduct experiments in the isolated space.

Xue Ci usually doesn't get in touch with him very much, and doesn't care about other people's abnormal behavior.I just continued to flip through the information on the desktop, only to find that in some hidden places around the corners, there is a small package of... pills and capsules?

Upon closer inspection, there were actually about a dozen bags.

Xue Ci glanced at the name and ingredients marked on the package, and found that they were all cold medicine. He was slightly taken aback, then raised his head strangely and asked, "Did someone deliver the medicine to me?"

Young Master Xue threw the ginger soup aside just now, and he didn't want to move at all, let alone take the medicine sent by others-it was too self-indulgent.

Then there was silence in the laboratory.

Several people lowered their heads, continuing to record the experimental data seriously and nervously.

Xue Ci didn't want to continue to ask, so as not to disturb others too much, so he lowered his head again and packed the hidden medicines.I thought in my heart that although everyone is not familiar with them, the other researchers are very enthusiastic. Sure enough, everyone is a good person.

If he had the chance, he should say thank you.

Xue Ci seized the time again and completed a sequence experiment, which happened to be lunch break time.

Now Xue Ci's meal time is strictly stipulated to ensure the regularity of three meals.He sorted out the last page of documents, bound them and prepared to leave.

As a result, he bumped into Si Kong Yi head-on.

Si Kongyi usually not only rarely talks to Xue Ci, but also seldom contacts with other researchers. He seems to have a cold personality.

Xue Cizheng moved a little to the side, ready to make way for Si Kongyi, but Sikong Yi followed him and moved to the side, blocking the way tightly again.

Young Master Xue put his hands in the pockets of his white research coat, his simple and casual posture showed a coquettish figure.His expression was very cold, but his facial features were thick and beautiful, so he raised his head slightly, and looked at him coldly and suspiciously.

Xue Ci: "?"

Si Kongyi was about to speak, but was hit by the young man's gaze looking up at him, and was slightly taken aback.

It wasn't until the doubts in Xue Ci's eyes became more and more clear that Si Kong Yi looked away, and said in a flat but arrogant tone, "Here you are."

He reached out and handed out something, which was tightly packaged cold medicine.It seems that because of disgust, he only hangs on two fingers reluctantly.

Xue Ci: "??"

Xue Ci didn't quite understand Si Kong Yi's sudden concern: "Do you want to send me medicine?"

Others in the lab also looked up: "???"

The annoyance on Sikong Yi's face became a little more vivid, as if he was suppressing something and said in a deep voice: "Don't get me wrong, I just hope you get better as soon as possible, and don't cough in the laboratory to disturb everyone."

Xue Ci recalled the past: "I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't be coughing anymore. If it affects other people, I will go back and rest first."

Anyway, his task completion rate is already above 80%, even if there is a delay, he can finish it by staying up all night in the last two days.

Xue Ci's hand was pulled out from the study clothes, the sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing only a section of his pale wrist, which quietly hung down.

His eyes also drooped down, and a small shadow appeared on the pale skin, looking for some reason... a little pitiful.

Soft and aggrieved at a loss after being targeted extremely badly.

It wasn't his fault that morning.

Sikong Yi's body froze slightly, inexplicably feeling a little bit of regret, regretting that what he said just now was a bit too cold-blooded and heartless, obviously there is a more gentle way of saying it, so why should he be so unforgiving.

But although he was very conflicted in his heart, the expression on his face softened slightly, but his voice was still firm: "There is nothing to be sorry for. Take the medicine and take the above dose."

Xue Ci: "...No need."

He explained softly: "I have medicine."

"The doctor prescribed it for me... Also, someone else prescribed it for me." Xue Ci explained.

He is not a medicine jar, and he can't really take the medicine as a meal. Even if he is prepared, so much preparation is enough for him to prevent the whole cold snap.

Sikong Yi was really stunned.

He said in a strange tone: "Others? Who?"

Xue Ci said, "I don't know. Anyway, it's enough."

Si Kong Yi's expression on being rejected was a bit complicated.He withdrew his hand stiffly, and his voice was still cold with a bit of sarcasm: "That's better."

He stepped aside a little and let Xue Ci leave.He strode back to his seat, and threw the bag of medicine on the table a little annoyed.

In the entire laboratory, everyone remained silent in embarrassment.

However, some people are full of thoughts:

What Xue Ci just said means that he is ready to accept his medicine?

Compared to the most hated Sikong Yi, so I simply accepted the medicine from someone who is not so annoying——

Is this a hard time making money?

Everyone thought strangely.

On the day when the cold current left, everyone in the laboratory handed in the best answers to the tasks assigned during this period.

Professor Mo sorted out their data, brought all the experimental samples, and approved the inspection overnight.Then on the second day, the first group meeting was held.

It was the first time that the professor, who had always been gentle and refined, showed a very stern look to these young geniuses.

The "tutors" sitting on the side are all well-known scholars in the field of chip science, and they are looking through the answer sheets they handed in, with quite...unspeakable expressions.

Professor Mo stood on the podium, took off his rimless glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and sighed, "To be honest, I'm very dissatisfied with the completion of this task."

The young researchers below frowned slightly and looked at each other.

Due to time constraints, many plans were indeed not perfected to the best, but they were already the best answers they could try their best to make.

I believe that even members of the core team in country y will not do better than them.

Of course, since it was Professor Mo's criticism, given their qualifications, they could only accept it.

Everyone's attitude was relatively open-minded and calm. Professor Mo sighed slightly and said, "The direction was wrong from the beginning."

"Only one person is qualified for this mission."

Everyone thought that Sikong Yi might be the only one who passed this time... But when they looked at Sikong Yi, they found that their leader frowned slightly, looking quite strange.

Professor Mo didn't give a shit either.

"Xue Ci, come up and tell me what you think."

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