I don't know if Huairu came to the institute on a temporary basis to see Wan Qing or something, but suddenly he went to the office of the Shencheng Institute to pay a visit.
When Wan Qing saw Huai Ru, he was still wearing a wrinkled shirt, and there were still some plasters on his neck to treat sore muscles. The fluffy hair was messy and curled up, and the whole face looked very tired.
Wan Qing and Huai Ru have not been able to count the number of days since the noro vaccine project entered a new stage. The two lived and ate in their respective offices, and even if they met, it was because of a routine joint meeting, and it seemed that they didn't bother to say a few words of their own.
Huai Ru stood like that, the soles of his feet were a little numb, but his eyes were still sparkling and bright. There was a slight blush on his cheeks, as if he was holding back something to say to Wan Qing.
"Oh, what are you doing standing there? Aren't you tired?" Wan Qing murmured and let Huai Ru sit on the chair.
After Huairu sat down, he shook his head and sang the passage of "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" with great emotion: "Hey, there was a gust of fragrant wind, and suddenly there was red silk on the face, it must be Miss's thing, let Xiaosheng return the lotus. "
After listening, Wan Qing was slightly taken aback, she knew Huai Ru's temper, how could she be in the mood to sing when the work was not finished? But maybe it was because he was too tired all day long, so he sang a joke at will to get his mouth full.
Wan Qing smiled and sat down opposite, and replied: "Young man of talent is extraordinary, and his conversation is elegant. May I ask your first and last name, so that you can write a thin gauze on it when you are a slave."
Huairu raised his eyebrows, and continued: "Don't dare, we are strangers to each other, how dare we use our surnames to taint the Xiangluo colored handkerchief, let alone picking up emerald green scarves, I'm afraid it will hurt the dignity."
Seeing him winking, Wan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud, "What an 'old Confucian scholar' with both talent and looks!"
Wan Qing deliberately replaced the word "little Confucian scholar" with "old Confucian scholar", which is a bit of a joke. The light fell on Wan Qing's eyes, and the light shadow intertwined on the straight bridge of the nose, making her face even more beautiful and lively.
The office is filled with a long-lost warm smell, as if you can smell an intoxicating breath from a long distance.
"Cough" Wan Qing coughed softly, Huai Ru came back to her senses, scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "I've been busy for too many days, I don't have time to calm down and take a good look at you. "
Wan Qing blinked her eyes and smiled sweetly: "It's as if you're going to be free now, so you're going to sneak out?"
Huai Ru lowered his head and looked at Wan Qing tenderly: "I came here to tell you the news personally - the quadrivalent recombinant norovirus vaccine we jointly developed has been officially approved by the Drug Administration. That is It is said that it can now officially enter the clinical research stage as a class I preventive biological product.¡±
Wan Qing raised her head, seemingly incredulous: "Is this true?"
"It's absolutely true! So you say, is this news worth my special trip to congratulate you?" Huairu smiled slightly: "There is another news, you should refresh your mailbox now and read " Did Nature magazine send you a letter?"
"My God! Our article has been accepted?!" Hearing the good news, Wan Qing was so excited beyond words. Her eyes were filled with hot tears, and she only knew to cover her mouth with her hands for a moment.
Huai Ru opened his arms and embraced Wan Qing in his arms. Wan Qing just lay on her stomach, enjoying the joy and excitement of the two of them entering a new stage together at this moment. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com