Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The girl picked up the glass reagent, shook it, and added three drops to it.

The quiet laboratory is filled with the unique smell of chemical reagents.

"0.2."

"4.5."

"99%."

Qiao Nian was wearing a neat white lab coat, standing in front of the experimental table with a focused and confident expression, and reported three sets of data without blinking.

Her slender fingers gently picked up a dropper with precise markings, and her eyes were fixed on the Erlenmeyer flask in front of her. Her focused gaze seemed to penetrate every molecule in the bottle.

Her fair face looked particularly focused under the light.

Bethea couldn't help but whispered: "Did you tell me?"

"Um."

Qiao Nian picked up a new chemical, then carefully controlled the intensity and dropped the reagent into the bottle drop by drop.

The dark eyes reflected on the thin wall of the test tube were sharp yet calm enough.

"I don't have time, please remember it for me."

It just so happened that a new set of experimental data came out.

She ignored Bethea and continued to count: "6.3, 4.7/33.268."

Bethea clenched her fists, took a deep breath, her body defeated her brain, picked up the experimental notebook next to her, opened the blank page, unscrewed the cap of the pen and recorded the two sets of numbers the woman reported to her on the paper.

She is also in the ranks of geniuses. She can remember two sets of data that are not complicated without Qiao Nian repeating them. Bethea's pen rustled on the paper.

After a few seconds, she paused, looked at the side face of the woman who was focused on the experiment, pursed her lips and said, "Your experimental procedures do not comply with the rules."

Qiao Nian added new reagents again without raising his head: "What are the rules?"

Bethea frowned: "?"

"Rules are meant to be broken. Otherwise, why would you do research? You just need to follow what the current books tell you. The purpose of doing experiments is to break through the shackles of the current era and discover new things." She said casually, She shook the Erlenmeyer flask from time to time to allow the reagents to be fully mixed, with a focused expression as if she and the experiment in front of her were the only ones left in the world.

Bethea could not be as calm as she was, because the impact of Qiao Nian's few words was far more intense than the education she had received over the past few decades.

"23.6/26/8/200.5."

Qiao Nian reported another set of data to her.

Then he turned around and faced the experimental table again, adding uranium and plutonium respectively, and saw the intense chemical reaction of the two substances in the cup colliding together.

She finally raised her eyes and glanced at Bethea, who was following closely beside her.

"I don't like other people telling me what I should do. It's more interesting to explore the answers myself than to be told by others, so six years ago I read a book and wanted to try it myself, to get out of their fixed thinking and try a different approach. Would there have been a different outcome?”

The girl shrugged and pulled down her cap.

"It turns out that I am very lucky. The world is ever-changing, and so is chemistry. There is not only one way to Rome, nor is there only one side of Rome that one person describes."

"You see my 'Rome' through the post, but my 'Rome' does not represent the final appearance of Rome."

Qiao Nian spoke cryptically, but she knew Bescia could understand.

Bethea did not answer directly, but said: "Are you women from country Z good at preaching?"

Qiao Nian clicked her tongue, then slowly denied it, and then showed her sharpness: "It has nothing to do with nationality or gender, I want to tell you. Real self-confidence is to surpass yourself, not to compare yourself with others." (End of Chapter)