Xining turned around and looked at Adam who was cleaning up. Adam lowered his head and slowly wiped the dust on the table, picked up his burnt arms, and threw them to the side, as if what he had just said was not what he said.

After sighing slightly, she slowly said: "What you value is the result. Although the doctor is injured, it is not life-threatening, so you care about your hands. If you have emotional programs in it, you may not do this. Humans sometimes give up big benefits and results in order to fulfill small things. This is where the institute lets you learn!"

Adam stopped his work and said slowly after a long time, "Thank you!" and continued to clean.

...She turned her head slightly, and there was no need to say anything more. It was time to go home. She got her bag and her coat was still there. When she was about to get it, Adam picked it up first.

Adam held the coat in his hand: "It's broken."

Xining walked past: "Yes, it's broken!" He reached out to pinch the clothes.

But Adam didn't let go and looked at her coldly: "There is laboratory oil on it, so you can't take it out."

With just this little broken engine oil, what else can be found? Xining slowly let go: "Then I'll leave first."

"Look, I won't send you." Adam said goodbye.

Before Xining left, Adam took her coat in his hand and stood looking at her.

He didn't even have some humanity, he pulled the corners of his mouth and left!

When I arrived at the door, John's car was gone. It took me less than an hour to go, and I knew she had gotten off work?

John was still proud in the driver's seat: "Why did you come out so early today? It happened that I passed by."

Xining responded: "Yes, it's such a coincidence." Haha.

When he got home, he lay down on the bed. What's this today? Why did Richard help Adam repair his hands so anxiously? Could it be that it's hard for him to control Adam?

Seeing Adam pick up his arm, it was so cunning, creepy... ~~~, shivering.

Saturday, run, practice boxing, and have lunch.

As I was eating, a call came, and I looked at the number, but I didn't recognize it, so I picked it up.

Adam was heard from the phone, and the tepid voice sounded: "Miss Angelia, please bring some ingredients to come on Monday, cook dinner for three people, and get off work after five o'clock. The laboratory is mobile working hours, you can come here later."

I didn't come back to my senses for a moment: "Burn three servings? Use up dinner together?"

Adam slowly explained the reason, slowing it down so that she could understand: "Dr. Richard was injured in his hand and could not do anything for a while. He thought the food I cooked was not delicious. Miss Angelia once said, "You know how to cook, so I'm sorry, the daily meal cost fifty dollars will be directly hit to your salary. Is there any other problem?"

"No, no problem!" As soon as she finished speaking, the phone hung up. She was left with her cell phone in a daze. When did an assistant become a cook again?

I put down my phone and sat there thinking. But why did I cook three people? Then naturally even Adam would eat it.

Then cook, isn’t it just cooking!

On Monday morning, she went to the supermarket to purchase. Not to mention, food and clothing are cheaper here, vegetables are a little more expensive. In addition to the best steak, meat is cheaper than vegetables. Some things are even unimaginable. It is said that these scraps are usually made into powder and become feed waste for the farm.

I bought two big bags in full, and a taxi came as soon as I left the door. It was strange that so many people took taxis and had to park in front of her.

Before he got on the bus, he rushed over alone and opened the door and got on the bus.

He sighed and was about to find another car. Unexpectedly, the driver in the car sarcastically said: "Get out of the car, a big man snatches a woman's car, can't he drive himself?"

The people in the car scolded: "If you don't drive, I'll complain to you!"

The driver didn't cover it, and immediately exploded: "If you complain, complain. If you go and complain, I just don't let you take this car. I don't think you are a good person."

This made a noise? Xining held the paper bag in her left and right hands. When she saw a taxi coming up from behind, she walked to the back.

Before she could get there, another person rushed over. She could only look at and sigh, and was about to wait for the next car when an accident happened. As soon as the guy opened the car door, another person rushed over to grab it, so the two of them pulled and pulled in front of the car, and finally started fighting.

Still fighting? Xining stared at her eyes and stayed there with a paper bag in her arms. She was convinced, really convinced!

The driver shouted in the cab: "Hey, you two can't get in the car. If you don't get in the car, get out of here. Don't delay my business!" But his eyes stared at her.

Since this is the case... it is so irrespectful to accept it.

She tiptoed and carefully walked around the two people who were lying on the ground, tossing and turning, and got into the taxi. The door was still open, it was so good...

When the taxi arrived at the door, the driver also helped her hold a paper bag so that she could open the door with the access card. Unexpectedly, a small assistant could get such a great treatment. Could it be that she was still afraid that she would quit?

"Miss Angelia, welcome you, please go up to the second floor."

The voice was still there, but Adam was already waiting on the first floor and took a paper bag in her hand: "Dr. asked me to pick you up." He took the paper bag and pressed the elevator.

She held a paper bag and raised her eyebrows, and she felt much more relaxed.

When the elevator arrived, Richard stood at the elevator entrance. It was different from usual. His hands were covered with thick white gauze from his forearm to his palm, with only his fingers exposed outside, and some yellow potions that had not been wiped off, emitting a smell of medicine.

Adam walked to the inner sink, and Xining followed, asking with concern: "How is your hand?"

Naturally, he couldn't pick up the shopping bag and followed behind: "You can't touch the water, fortunately your fingers can still move, otherwise you'll be like a waste."

"This is wrong. Some people are born without even hands, so why don't they live well?" Xining continued to move out the things in the shopping bag, some of them need to be put into the refrigerator, and some have to be washed and matched first. I also bought an extra refrigerator here, new one!

"I said the wrong thing, either a waste or an inconvenience." Richard immediately apologized with a smile, with a very good temper.

Xining gave him a blank look: "I hope that one day your robot parts can be used in medical care, which will benefit humans."

Naturally, Richard cannot have any say. The robot technology is supervised by the top. If it is used for civil use, it will be rewarded with bad technology in a few years. If you are lucky, any wealthy consortium will have the results of the funded projects and will be used for civil use at a high price after applying for a patent.
Chapter completed!