After dressing up as an eighty-year-old female cannon fodder, I beat the whole crowd

Chapter 167

But when she saw that the tags on the clothes had not been removed, she hesitated: "Let's forget it. In fact, I can do it this way."

It's shameful to be embarrassed, it's not good to wear someone else's new clothes.

"It doesn't matter." Jin Chen looked at the label on the clothes, "I didn't think carefully."

Then he took out the key chain from his pocket, opened the knife that came with it, and quickly removed the label.

Su Hanyan stared at those slender and dexterous hands, and couldn't help admiring in her heart, these hands are really beautiful, especially when holding the knife, they really have a silent charm.

I really can't imagine how he used a scalpel to cut open the patient's skin bit by bit...

When she was distracted, Jin Chen had already handed the clothes in front of her: "Here, that's it."

"Is this really good?" Su Hanyan asked.

"it's nothing."

"Okay." In that case, she would wear it.

Su Hanyan took off her dirty work jacket and wore a thin woolen sweater underneath, which was a gift she bought for herself during the Chinese New Year this year.

It's a pity that she has been pampered since she was a child and she doesn't have the most basic life skills in Dalian.

After wearing the sweater for a few days, she washed it with warm water, and the sweater became scratchy without any shame. Just like now, when she raised her hand slightly, the short sweater became Get indulged.

As a result, a small waist with soft, smooth, white and slender lines was exposed. When the wind blew, she shuddered and hurriedly took the coat from Jin Chen's hand.

When she was getting dressed, she raised her hand and her small waist was exposed again.

Jin Chen's eyes fell on the waist, his eyes dimmed slightly, and then he turned away and looked away, but a sentence appeared in his mind for no reason and could not be shaken away for a long time: Yingying's hand is as if there are no bones... Su Hanyan didn't know what Jin Chen was thinking. After she got dressed, she felt very suitable, no matter whether it was long or short, fat or thin.

"Look, how's it going?" She asked Jin Chen happily, "Is it okay?"

"Very good." A thin smile appeared on his lips, "Can we go in now?"

"Yes." Su Hanyan nodded and couldn't help but ask, "Whose clothes are these? The style is pretty good!"

Jin Chen did not answer, but stepped forward and knocked on the teacher's door.

An old man came out and opened the door. He was still energetic even though he was seventy years old. He had gray hair and shrewd eyes. When he saw Jin Chen coming, he showed a kind smile.

"Shen Chen is here? I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm afraid that your kid is deliberately avoiding and not wanting to translate something for me!"

Jin Chen replied respectfully: "How could it be possible? I specially hired a senior translator for you today. I will definitely be able to translate the materials to your satisfaction!"

"Really? That's great!"

"Then let me introduce to you. This is Su Hanyan, the senior translator I hired!" Then, he introduced Mr. Fu to Su Hanyan, "This is Professor Fu from Beijing Medical University. Although he is retired, he has been committed to studying difficult medical topics!"

"Hello, Professor Fu!" Su Hanyan bowed slightly generously, "I'm Su Hanyan, and I'm here to help you translate something."

Seeing that she was so young, Mr. Fu murmured in his heart and looked at her with something wrong: "Excuse me, which university did you graduate from?"

"I graduated from technical secondary school."

"Is this possible?" Mr. Fu looked at Jin Chen, "I am very professional in medical information, and I can't be careless about it! You have to know that this is a matter of life and death!"

(End of this chapter)