In the past three months, Zong Jinqi's attitude towards Nan Yan had changed constantly.
Now, when he looked at Nan Yan, it was completely as equals, no longer treating her as a student.
Throughout the research process, Nan Yan had been leading. Apart from the beginning when he had to exert more effort, later on, he could only assist.
She was a genius!
Nan Yan gazed back at Zong Jinqi, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "I believe it's ready," she murmured, clutching the test tube of clear liquid tightly. "This could be the key to saving Third Brother and Bai Chen."
The laboratory was filled with a tense anticipation, the air thick with the weight of their gamble. The transparent liquid in Nan Yan's hand held the potential to either rescue their comrades or seal their fate.
