The sterile laboratory was divided into two rooms.
Through the large glass window, si Qing saw Wen Yu washing his hands outside.
Wen Yu was the woman in the photo.
She was also his woman.
At this time, she was wearing the same light blue sterile suit as in the photo, and her tall and good figure could be vaguely seen.
What was different from the photo was that she had a head of flirtatious curly hair that was tied up high. She was wearing goggles and looked very professional.
The transparent water column passed through the gaps between her slender fingers. Si Qing thought of something and his lips slowly curved into a smile.
Quite bad.
The glass windows in the laboratory were very thick, and the sound insulation was very good. No one could hear anything.
Si Qing raised his hand and slowly knocked on the window a few times.
