cha training room.
Sheng Heng ca out of the cha cockpit with sweat, and walked to a bench to rest.
At this ti, Cheng Wenkang also slowly crawled out of the cha cockpit. Although he was sweaty, his face looked better than Sheng Heng. When he got out of the cockpit, the first thing he did was rush to the training room. I took a bottle of ice water in the refrigerator in the corner to drink. After half a bottle was poured fiercely, he had the strength to speak.
"I'm so thirsty." Cheng Wenkang took another bottle of water from the refrigerator and threw it at Sheng Heng who was sitting on the bench. "Boss, go on."
Hearing the sound, Sheng Heng raised his head and raised his hand to pick up the water thrown by the other party. The mont he caught the water, Sheng Heng's fingers trembled suddenly, and suddenly he lost his strength and could not hold it. The water slipped from Sheng Heng's fingertips to the ground.
"Boss..." Cheng Wenkang was startled, then as if thinking of sothing, his eyes fixed on Sheng Heng's fingers, "Your hand hurts again?"
"It's okay, just wait a while." Sheng Heng said indifferently.
Cheng Wenkang opened his mouth as if he wanted to say sothing, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just walked over and picked up the bottle of water that had fallen. When he was about to help Sheng Heng unscrew the cap, the water bottle Was held by a trembling hand.
"I'll do it myself, I won't even be able to unscrew the bottle cap." Sheng Heng took the water from Cheng Wenkang's hand, then screwed the bottle cap with his fingers, twisting it twice before unscrewing it.
"Boss, your recent training volu has exceeded the standard." Cheng Wenkang persuaded.
"How many hours do you practice a day, and how many hours do I practice a day?" Sheng Heng laughed at himself, "You are not considered as a hard worker in the class. You have to practice for five hours a day. I only have three hours. Did you exceed the standard? ?"
"Boss, your hand..." Cheng Wenkang's words were automatically muted in Sheng Heng's eyes, and he said after a long while, "I'll go to the pharmacy store to buy dicine."
After speaking, Cheng Wenkang got up and left the cha training room and walked to the drug store. After walking for a while, he suddenly thought of soone alone.
In the dormitory of the cha manufacturing departnt, Yan Hao was studying the circuit diagram of the five-level cha. It seed that he had encountered so difficulties and was thinking hard.
"Don't pull it." He Shao walked over and gently patted Yan Hao's hair pulling hand.
"Huh?" Yan Hao raised his head in confusion.
"You pull your hair as soon as you think, and then pull it down like this, be careful to beco bald at a young age." He Shao frightened.
Yan Hao put down his hands in embarrassnt. It seed that only then did he realize that he was pulling his hair again. He had this habit since he was a child. Often, after thinking about a problem, his hair would beco ssy. In the last life, the people in the laboratory were almost the sa, so he didn't care.
"It's okay." Yan Hao replied.
"It's okay? Don't be unscrupulous because there are hair growth potions now. You have to shave your head before using hair growth potions. Are you going to class with a bald head for a month?"
"I an, I won't be bald." He still had thick hair from his last life to death.
"How do you know about this future?"
Yan Hao smiled and said nothing.
"By the way, I'm going out to buy supper, what do you want to eat?" He Shao asked.
"What do you buy, what do I eat." Yan Hao is not picky about eaters, so of them can't be eaten.
"You are really good to raise." He Shao couldn't help but rubbing the top of Yan Hao's head for a while, and Yan Hao, who was rubbing straight, hid before letting go, "Keep reading."
After speaking, He Shao went out to buy supper, and Yan Hao continued to read the book. After turning over two pages, the light brain on his wrist suddenly rang.
"Senior Cheng." Yan Hao connected the phone, looked at Cheng Wenkang in the video, and said hello with a smile.
"Little brother, are you free now?"
"I'm free, the senior asks for sothing?" Yan Hao nodded obediently.
"It's not , it's the boss."
"Senior Sheng Heng? Then why doesn't he call by himself?" Yan Hao asked strangely.
"Oh, boss, he's embarrassed."
Yan Hao suddenly beca even more strange. What was it that Senior Sheng Heng was embarrassed, and he wanted Senior Cheng to convey it.
"What's the matter? If I can help, I will definitely help." Yan Hao said.
"That's great, you can definitely help with this job." Cheng Wenkang said imdiately, "That's it, we learn to drive with chas, and our fingers will be strained to a certain extent, you know about this."
"Yes. Because the cha has a lot of operating instructions, and the cha driver has high requirents for hand speed, so the fingers must be maintained frequently, otherwise it is prone to strain." Yan Hao said here, suddenly reacted, "Senior Sheng Heng's Does your hand feel uncomfortable?"
"Yes, because the final exam is about to co, the boss has been practicing too hard during this period, so..."
"where are you?"
"cha training room." Cheng Wenkang replied.
Yan Hao glanced at the ti, and imdiately said, "The pharmacy store should not be closed at this ti. I will buy the dicine. You will wait for ."
After speaking, Yan Hao hung up the phone and walked out of the dormitory.
Seeing Yan Hao's promise, Cheng Wenkang at the other end couldn't help but praise his wit, and turned back to the cha training room.
Sheng Heng had already slowed over at this ti. Seeing that Cheng Wenkang had returned in less than five minutes, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Why are you back so soon, where's the dicine?"
"Oh, what...I ran into the junior brother not long after I went out, and then I raised a mouth with the junior brother."
"Who made you troubleso?" Sheng Heng frowned.
"As soon as I heard that your hand was hurt, I ran to the pharmacy store and said that I would dispense the dicine for you. If you are not happy, I will call him now and ask him not to buy it." Cheng Wenkang said deliberately.
Sheng Heng paused, gave Cheng Wenkang a blank look, and said nothing.
"ng Sao." Cheng Wenkang whispered, and went to eat.
About twenty minutes later, the door of the cha training room was knocked, Sheng Heng's eyes lit up and he was about to open the door when he stood up.
"Boss, I'll go, you are a wounded, weak point." Cheng Wenkang reminded.
Sheng Heng hesitated, and really sat down weakly.
Cheng Wenkang went to open the door, and the one standing outside the door was indeed Yan Hao carrying a large bag of dicine.
"Junior school brother, please take a trip and co in quickly." Cheng Wenkang welcod people in warmly.
"No." Yan Hao walked in, and soon saw Sheng Heng sitting in the corner, and quickly walked over, "Senior Sheng Heng, how about your hand, let see."
"It's okay, the fat man exaggerated." Sheng Heng comforted.
"Let take a look." Seeing Sheng Heng motionless, Yan Hao simply squatted down and directly pulled over Sheng Heng's palm hanging beside him, held it in his hand, and examined it carefully.
Although he has been resting for almost half an hour, if you look closely, you can still find that Sheng Heng's fingers are trembling slightly, and the joints are more red and swollen.
"Senior, give a firm grip to see if you can use your strength." Yan Hao raised his head and said to Sheng Heng.
Sheng Heng was a little stiff when his palm was held by Yan Hao. At this ti, he listened to Yan Hao's request, his eyes gradually deepened, then he pursed his lips and clenched his hands in accordance with Yan Hao's request. In order to feel the strength of Sheng Heng's palm, Yan Hao didn't pull his hand from the palm of the opponent, so Sheng Heng directly wrapped his hand in it with such a grip.
It turned out that the hand of the junior brother felt this way.
"Senior, did your hand hurt?" Yan Hao asked suddenly.
Sheng Heng returned to his senses, and then nodded slightly: "Yes, I was injured as a child."
"No wonder your fingers are swollen like this. In your situation, you can't practice with high intensity." Yan Hao said.
Sheng Heng's expression froze, and he withdrew his hand: "I am a cha fighter."
Yan Hao was taken aback for a mont, and then ca to understand. Senior Sheng Heng's hand was injured when he was a child, so he himself should be very clear that his situation is not suitable for becoming a cha fighter, but he still applied for the cha driving departnt in college. There is only one explanation, he likes to drive chs.
"Ordinary ointnt in your situation is probably useless. I'll help you prepare the dicine." Yan Hao stood up and said to Cheng Wenkang on the side, "Senior Cheng, can you give a basin and a pot of hot water? "
"Okay, I'll get it." Cheng Wenkang hurried to prepare, and soon returned with a basin and a pot of hot water.
This ti, Yan Hao opened the bag he had brought and took out two packets of herbs from it, then poured one of the packets into the basin, and then poured the hot water that had just been boiled without the herbs.
"Hey, junior brother, why didn't you buy the well-equipped dicine?" cha warriors' finger strain is a common disease, so the pharmacy store has dicines specifically for this strain. Those who need it only need to go to the store to buy it. The dicine is then prepared in a certain proportion with hot water and soaked for 15 minutes to achieve the therapeutic effect.
Of course, if a pharmacist uses ntal power to stimulate the power of the dicine a second ti in the process of treatnt, then the effect of the treatnt will be better. However, for such common diseases, it is too extravagant to ask a pharmacist to stimulate the power of the dicine, so only so top cha technicians can do this. And Cheng Wenkang called Yan Hao to not only create opportunities for his boss, but more importantly, he wanted Yan Hao to co and help stimulate the dicine. After all, Yan Hao had studied pharmacy in middle school for six years, and he could barely be regarded as a pharmacist.
"Oh, this... this treatnt has a better effect." Yan Hao was reminded by Cheng Wenkang so that he reacted violently, as if he had made a mistake.
In the last few years of his previous life, he had been serving the veterans on the convalescent planet of the military departnt. Everyone there had serious hand injuries. In order to treat them, Yan Hao spent a month adjusting the proportion of dicine. When he went to the pharmacy store to buy herbs, he subconsciously bought what he was used to.
"You researched it yourself?" Sheng Heng asked.
"Yeah." Although it was researched over ten years later, he did research it himself.
Yan Hao saw that most of the dicinal properties in the basin had been stimulated by the hot water, and then motioned to Yan Hao to put his hand in.
Sheng Heng didn't hesitate, put his hands in the basin, and the dark liquid dicine went directly to his wrists.
"Inject ntal strength." Yan Hao said again.
Sheng Heng was taken aback, and subconsciously asked: "?"
"Yes, pour your ntal power into the potion." Yan Hao nodded.
"No, did you make a mistake, junior brother? Pharmacists should be able to do things that stimulate the dicinal properties of drugs. Even if ordinary people have ntal power, they don't understand the dicinal properties of dicinal herbs." Cheng Wenkang asked strangely.
cha fighters are also ntally powerful, and the reason why they still need pharmacists to assist in treatnt is because they do not know the properties of dicinal herbs, and the dicinal herbs are matched by dozens of dicinal herbs. In the process of stimulating the dicinal properties Once sothing goes wrong, the efficacy of the dicine will change. Pharmacists can master this change through their own understanding of the properties of dicine, but others cannot.
"I am improved, but what I am improving is not the effect of the dicine, but the thod of use." Yan Hao explained in the puzzled eyes of the two of them. The ingredients were analyzed, and then a very stable ratio was calculated. Under this ratio, the probability of the drug's properties being altered by the second excitation can be reduced to 0.12%. That is to say..."
"That is to say, without the ntal power of the pharmacist, can anyone's ntal power be used to stimulate the dicine a second ti?" Sheng Heng imdiately reacted.
"Well, this improvent has not changed much in the treatnt effect, but it is more convenient to use." In the previous life, there were only a dozen pharmacists on the dical star under the military departnt, but there were thousands of veterans. Their hand injuries were all very serious. Once the pain beca so painful that ordinary dicines didn't work, they had to rely on the pharmacist to urge them twice. But the disparity between the numbers of the two was too great, and Yan Hao would co up with such a way.
"Senior, you try to induce the drug by yourself first, and then I will help you with the drug again, and you can make a comparison. The difference between the effects of the two drugs that I have tested is within one percent," Yan Hao said.
"Okay." Sheng Heng responded, and couldn't wait to pour his ntal power into the liquid dicine.
"By the way, in order to prevent the 0.12% error from appearing, I added Ye Wei Teng to the dicine. Once the efficacy of the dicine is deviated, Ye Wei Teng will exude an alcohol-like taste. So once you sll the taste of alcohol , Imdiately stop stimulating the drug's properties, which ans that the drug's properties in the dicine are already unstable." Yan Hao has always been rigorous in his work, so even 0.12% errors must be prevented.
About five minutes later, Sheng Heng's eyes gradually revealed brilliance, and he looked at Yan Hao in shock.
"Boss, how is it? Is it really effective?" Cheng Wenkang asked impatiently.
"Well, it works." Sheng Heng said decisively.
"Then you stop for a while, and I will use my ntal power to help you inspire the dicine, you can compare it." Yan Hao said.
"No need." Sheng Heng shook his head and refused, "I've used pharmacist-inspired dicine before, and the effect is indeed similar."
"I'm going, is it really that amazing? Then I have to try it too." Cheng Wenkang imdiately beca excited, "Primary school brother, just like you just now, just take a boil and soak the herb?"
"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.
When Cheng Wenkang heard the words, he imdiately ran to find another pot, then he put out a pot of dicine just like Yan Hao did before, then put his hands in, and then used his ntal energy to urge the hair. After about two minutes, Cheng Wenkang scread out.
"It's really useful, the boss is really useful, it's amazing. Junior brother, you are a genius." Cheng Wenkang.
"How can it be so exaggerated, I just simplified the thod of use, and the treatnt effect is still the sa." Yan Hao said.
"No, this discovery of yours is very important." Sheng Heng said imdiately, "In the military departnt, only cha fighters above level 6 have the right to ask a pharmacist to accompany him to treat hand injuries, but most other cha fighters cannot Those who enjoy this privilege are the majority. Yan Hao, although this discovery of yours has not changed anything in the efficacy of the dicine, it can help more people."
[Pharmacist Yan Hao, thank you, you have helped many of us. 】
In the last life, Yan Hao has studied the dicine for more than ten years and has made many discoveries, but the only person who has been thanked personally is this improved formula that he has not worked out too much. It is also one of the few mories of his last life that is considered to be a good one.
"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded heavily, with a small smile in his eyes.
His own existence in the last life was not aningless, and soone once thanked him.
And his smile directly stunned Sheng Heng.
"Senior, your soaking ti is almost up, I'll give you a massage." Yan Hao stretched out his hand to fish out Sheng Heng's palm from the potion, and gently pressed the acupuncture points before the other party responded.
The tingling sensation of soft pressing made Sheng Heng's heart tremble.
Junior brother, you are teasing , you must be.
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