Feed the tiger with her

Chapter 152 Token
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In order to visit Han Yi's laboratory, Jian Zhiyan deliberately chose a low-key light gray suit with a white wool coat on top. She thought it was low-key and demure enough, but when she appeared, it still attracted people to turn their heads. .

Jian Zhiyan tried her best to be as calm as possible, followed the secretary to lead the way, passed through coded doors, and finally came to Han Yi's room - the combination of office and laboratory.

From the outside, you can clearly see the inside, a row of long tables filled with experimental instruments.

Han Yi was sitting at the table with transparent goggles on his face, focusing on the microscope. The secretary knocked on the door and startled him. He turned around slowly, not impatient, but his eyes lit up when he saw Jane's face.

"Zhiyan, come in."

Han Yi took off his glasses, walked over, and in front of the secretary, he held Jian Zhiyan's hand without any shyness. While leading the person in, he said to the secretary, "Go and do your work."

The little secretary was snickering.

The glass door was closed, and the two of them were locked in a glass house, allowing passers-by outside to observe at will, like mice in a laboratory.

This idea flashed by, Jian Zhiyan thought it was quite interesting, turned her head, and looked at Han Yi again.

A person doing scientific research is different from what he imagined. He wears a shirt, trousers, and even a tie in his white coat. He does not have the slovenliness of a scholar, but has a bright and bright temperament.

"You are so handsome today." Jian Zhiyan smiled, half jokingly.

Han Yi also smiled, "Well, I deliberately dressed more formally."

He turned sideways and asked again, "Want to take a tour?"

"Of course." Jian Zhiyan didn't know much about the men and their work, so she was full of curiosity.

Guided by Han Yi, along the long table, he brought Jian Zhiyan to introduce the instruments and experimental materials one by one. Finally, when he came to the microscope, Jian Zhiyan asked.

"You were looking at this just now, what's in it?"

"A group of genetically modified plant cells," Han Yi pulled out the chair and motioned for Jian Zhiyan to sit down.

"Can I watch?" Jian Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, and after sitting down, she suddenly didn't know where to put her hands.

Han Yi gently reminded her, "Look here, don't move anything else."

Jian Zhiyan put her eyes on the eyepiece, and instantly her eyes brightened up, and a small and dense world appeared in front of her eyes.

"What are these?" She was surprised and interested.

Han Yi leaned down, "This is a hybrid cell after a new round of breeding. Compared with the previous development..."

With his hands on the back of the chair, he explained very carefully from the side.

In order for Jian Zhiyan to see more clearly, he also manually turned the slide to adjust the direction for her. Halfway through, he needed to confirm whether the adjustment was correct. Jian Zhiyan let out the eyepiece, and the two observed alternately.

Han Yi's talent, coupled with patience, just a few minutes of explanation, has a kind of cheerfulness that makes people enlightened.

Jian Zhiyan: "Listening to Jun's words, I feel like I have completed a master's degree in biology all at once."

Han Yi smiled, "I'll start taking graduate students next year, so you're my first student."

Jian Zhiyan stuck out her tongue. She was joking, but she didn't expect that she would really take students.

"After that, am I going to call you Teacher Han?"

"I don't like you calling me teacher." Han Yi suddenly became serious.

Jian Zhiyan was frightened by his expression, she paused for a moment, she thought she had offended him, but Han Yi seemed more nervous than Jian Zhiyan.

He took a deep breath, put his hands in his pockets, and took out a USB flash drive from his white coat.

The silver-white USB flash drive was weighed in his hand, and Han Yi solemnly handed it over.

"Miss Jian Zhiyan, I hope that we are not just friends, let alone teachers and students, but a relationship that can be further established in the future and that we can work together for a lifetime."

Jian Zhiyan was completely shocked, "Which one will you join hands with for a lifetime...?"

"Please marry me." Han Yi's eyes were sincere, without a trace of frivolity, which showed that he was not joking.

Jian Zhiyan was completely stunned, "We've only known each other for a few months, and we haven't met more than ten times. We don't seem to know each other very well, so we're just talking about getting married, isn't it...too fast."

"Whether you can get married or not has nothing to do with the length of time you spend together."

Han Yi stared at her, "A good relationship should have a clear and clear direction from the beginning of the acquaintance. When I met you, I already decided that this person can spend a lifetime together and is what I want."

"Now, I just want to get a confirmation from you, whether I, Han Yi, is the person you want and want to spend the rest of your life with."

His eyes were so hot that Jian Zhiyan didn't even dare to look directly at him.

She took a half step back slightly, not knowing how to answer.

"I...I," she swallowed, "since you talked about marriage, which is a matter of life, I think it is necessary for me to tell you the truth... I am Jian Zhilei's half-sister, not from the Jane family Qianjin, if we get married, you and your family may face criticism..."

"Since you are talking about family," Han Yi was more frank than her, "In fact, my mother's position is not glorious, and I have a half-brother above me. Most of the shares of Han's Pharmaceutical are owned by him. In terms of family background, our two families seem to be similar, but in terms of real power, I may not be as good as you."

"So, Zhiyan, do you mind?"

Jian Zhiyan never thought of talking about this with Han Yi, and the topic suddenly became realistic and profound, which made her unable to react for a while, but instinctively shook her head out of politeness, "Actually, I don't mind."

A gentle smile appeared in Han Yi's eyes, "Thank you, Zhiyan."

He explained the USB flash drive in his hand, "The 180G content here records the full sequence of your genes, all your genetic sequences, possible disease risk points, and even alcohol tolerance, everything has been comprehensively analyzed , exists in it, if, of course I mean if, you are seriously ill, it will help you determine the diagnosis and treatment plan in the first time."

Jian Zhiyan: "You... What did you take from me to make this set of data?"

Han Yi smiled, slightly apologetic, "You were injured on the set, and I took the paper with your blood on my own..."

"But that was the third time we met."

Han Yi: "As I said just now, when we first met, you were the one I recognized. The third time I saw you bleeding, I already felt like marrying you."

Hearing this, Jian Zhiyan was a little speechless.

She is ashamed of her bloodline, but Han Yi is using what she has learned all her life to understand it.

Wasn't this the pure, unwavering affection she'd been expecting from the start?

"Han Yi," she softly called his name, "I know the word thank you may be too thin..."

"You know, it's not thanks I want." It's you.

Han Yi held up the most carefully prepared data in his life, which was also a token, and sent it to Jian Zhiyan.

"Zhiyan, marry me, will you?"

(End of this chapter)