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Chapter 289 What is a Michelin Chef?

Chi Cheng was quite proud of the praise of the summer solstice.

Chi Cheng: "With the praise, there is also a local level 100-level clean area inside, let alone doing experiments, tests, surgery, pharmaceuticals, and microbial testing are all OK."

"Well, it's not bad. I'll explain to you today how brain surgery is usually performed. Let's see how to help you take out the system under the minimum damage. You choose a white mouse."

While talking, Xia Zhi looked for some tools in the lab bench drawer and took out a syringe to draw some medicine.

Chi Cheng looked at her skillful gestures and fully armed appearance and was very uncomfortable for a moment.

Isn’t this little girl only knows Chinese medicine?

Why is she so confident?

Chi Cheng: "You..."

The summer solstice is wearing a mask, leaving only one pair of eyes:

"I know what you want to ask, but I said, don't ask, I will tell you later. Now I will inject anesthetics into the white rats first so that they can try not to harm them. If possible, I will make them live well. What is your lucky number today?"

"I..." He hesitated for a moment, looking at Xia Zhi's particularly pure eyes, Chi Cheng nodded: "Okay, you always surprise me. I'll choose No. 3."

"Okay, let's do a brain scan for No. 3 first, and then I'll tell you how to view the scan results. You will know that these devices are still lacking in some things, such as neuronavigation systems. If the existing neuroendoscope cannot find a particle-level system, then you have to find a more sophisticated one in the world as soon as possible. If you can't find it, customize it and follow me."

Xia Xie has completely transformed into a neurosurgeon.

Her every move was proficient and confident.

Chi Cheng followed her instructions and cooperated with her, and from time to time recorded some information through the laboratory recording system to make memos.

When you take something seriously, time slips out very quickly.

When Xia Zhi used a teenage mouse to finish some basic brain surgery knowledge with Chi Cheng, he heard Chi Cheng's stomach rumbling.

Summer Solitaire: "What time is it?"

Chi Cheng looked up at the laboratory clock: "It's nine o'clock."

"Okay, go down to have a meal. Let's show you every day starting tomorrow. There are various problems that may occur after brain surgery, and then let's see how we should deal with it."

“Good idea.”

The two packed up together, and Xia Zhi suddenly asked, "Do you still dare to eat duck blood vermicelli soup?"

Chi Cheng pursed his lips: "...Eat!"

"Don't vomit anymore?" Xia Zhi raised his eyes and looked at Chi Cheng.

Chi Cheng looked at her with a smile: "You have completely cured my nervous vomiting. When I think of surgery in my mind, the first thing I think of is the explanation you gave me, which is not that nausea."

"Tsk! Your psychological quality is pretty good, it would be a pity if you don't study medicine."

"Summer solstice, thank you."

"You should thank you..."

"Wait!" Before Xia Zhi could finish speaking, Chi Cheng came over and kissed her forehead through the mask: "Now, you should thank you."

Xia Zhi stared at him with wide eyes.

Chi Cheng smiled: "Zhengzhi, you are so great! Although I really wonder how you did this, it doesn't prevent me from thanking you. This is thank you."

Xia Zhi rubbed his forehead and the eyes above the mask wrinkled slightly: "Don't do this in the laboratory in the future. This does not comply with the laboratory rules, understand?"

“yes   mam!”

"Go down, grandma and the others have been shouting outside several times. I will deal with the matter on the other side that Yan Xuechun reported later."

"Leave that matter to me, just throw that person into prison just by throwing him into prison."

"But I still have to show up, otherwise how can I catch it?"

"No, I thought of a way, go and go down and have a meal before talking about it."

The two tacitly packed the waste after the experiment, cleaned it up, and went downstairs to have a meal.

There was no one in the living room downstairs. Xia Zhi cooked and really made a duck blood vermicelli soup for Chi Cheng.

Chi Cheng looked at the steaming soup, took several deep breaths, and then finished eating it.

"It's so delicious! At the very end, your cooking skills are really comparable to that of a Michelin chef."

"Michelin chef? Ha! Michelin chefs are just a joke compared to Chinese chefs, look!"

Xia Zhi ate a piece of pork chop and a fried egg by himself, but he didn't want the staple food. At this time, he was holding an apple in his hand and was about to peel it. After Chi Cheng said this, Xia Zhi started to use the knife to draw on the surface of the apple.

Chi Cheng looked at her intently.

Her eyelashes drooped and her lips were bitten lightly, very seriously.

About three minutes later, Xia Zhi shook the apple in front of Chi Cheng: "Look at it, the moment of witnessing the miracle!"

Xia Zhi gently scratched the apple skin, and the red apple raised a little skin on the top. Xia Zhi held the skin and uncovered it, and a painting appeared on the apple.

A little girl in a dress picked up her skirt and danced. Beside her were blooming flowers and butterflies. The flowers were arranged in an orderly manner, and the butterflies were lively and realistic.

Chi Cheng took the apple and looked at it: "Ho! Zhizhi, you surprised me so much! How did you do it?"

Xia Zhi grabbed the apple back and took it seriously and took it: "Little case! I just told you that the Michelin chef doesn't know this."

Chi Cheng's eyes moved from the apple to Xia Zhi's face: "What did you experience? Why do you know everything?"

Xia Zhi waved his hand: "I will tell you another day. Now you can talk about it first, how to deal with that person?"

"It's very simple! You don't have to do anything."

"Are you sure?"

Chi Cheng raised his cell phone: "You can even use your brain. What's the point of connecting those phones to those people! There should be a result tomorrow. Thank you for taking a break today. I'll order the instruments you mentioned right now."

"Okay, wait for your good news tomorrow."

Xia Zhe was gnawing on the apple and was about to go back to the room when her cell phone rang.

Xia Zhi picked it up and saw it was Tao Ran’s WeChat message:

[Aha! I bought a cup of milk tea for Xia Li today, and he picked it up! He also said thank you politely, ah, I died, his voice sounded so nicely, I became fascinated by one sentence, ah, my ears are pregnant!]

Below is a photo of Taoran holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

Xia Zhi's heart became extremely happy and turned to Chi Cheng to show it: "Your method seems to be useful, look, look!"

Her eyes were full of light.

Recently, she has become more and more lively.

This is the emotion that a sixteen-year-old girl should have.

Chi Cheng's heart jumped, but his eyes were full of pampering.

He gently rubbed Xia Zhi's hair: "Well, I saw it, believe me, he is a person with love in his heart, and he will get better slowly."

Xia Zhi nodded sincerely and thanked: "Well, thank you. You will be better, believe me."

"Well, I believe in you." Chi Cheng's voice was low and firm.

Xia Zhi looked up at him and returned to the room step by step, "Good night", as fast as a rabbit.
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