Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Stealing high-tech materials and hiding them underground, planning to assemble them secretly, how shameless and cunning.

Everyone present was filled with righteous indignation.

Qin Xin thought of Wu Zhiming from the asylum and Xiangxiang, who was being manipulated.

She whispered to Nalan Ye Jue, ”The person behind controlling Xiangxiang’s chip system, making Xiangxiang bring various machine raw materials to Wu Zhiming for assembly, are they using the warehouse under Imperial University?”

Nalan Ye Jue: ”Other than that, indeed there is no more hidden warehouse found.”

Qin Xin pondered, ”Who could that person be?”

Even though she burned down the underground passage, it was still not enough to quell her anger.

No matter how intelligent Robot No. 0 was, it was merely a machine; she couldn’t believe it was the one behind controlling everything.

Nalan Ye Jue said calmly, ”People and small machines can sneak into the passage unnoticed, but transporting large quantities of special materials and large machines into the passage is hard to conceal, unless...”

Qin Xin immediately understood, ”Unless they have special permission, allowing them to freely come and go at this construction site, even utilizing the construction workers directly to help them.”

The thread of thought gradually became clear.

The two exchanged a glance, everything unsaid was understood.

The engineers were clueless as to what they were studying, anxiously asking, ”Chairperson, what should we do next?”

Qin Xin glanced at the already sealed tunnel entrance, ”Leave it here for now, wait until it’s burned out before dealing with it.”

She needed to rush to the Imperial Central Laboratory to perform surgery on the three little ones.

Huo Zhen’s hard-earned recovery from Tourette’s syndrome had been triggered by this and would require a long recovery period again.

But more serious were Ao Xinghao’s skin and Hu Yi’s wrist.

Nalan Ye Jue: ”Do you need me to find experts to help?”

Qin Xin: ”For now, no need.”

No one had more medical resources than she had.

Even Nalan Ye Jue couldn’t find a better doctor than her.

Imperial Central Laboratory.

A three-person room was opened next to Xiangxiang’s ward.

Nalan Ye Jue saw Qin Xin arranging all three surgeries in the same operating room, his eyes slightly deepening, ”Doing all three simultaneously is too exhausting.”

Qin Xin donned sterile clothing, raised her hands for the nurse to disinfect them, ”Efficiency is key. You shouldn’t stay here; the surgery will take quite a while.”

She began to shoo him away.

Wearing sterile surgical clothing, she resembled a stern surgical director.

Nalan Ye Jue’s gaze shifted, ”Alright, I’ll wait outside.”

He would never leave her alone here.

His little wife worked so seriously she wouldn’t even remember to eat.

Moreover, those three little ones always admired her, and now lying in bed unable to move—once the surgeries succeeded and they could bounce around, if they gathered around wanting to hug her, he had to snatch her away first.

Guard against fire, theft, and male classmates, never relax for a moment.

Outside the operating room.

Nalan Ye Jue hadn’t waited long before a man rushed hurriedly from the end of the corridor.

He rushed to the operating room and was stopped by staff, he was anxious and about to rage, ”My nephew Hu Yi is inside, how is he? I want to see him!”

The staff stopped him, ”Miss Qin is performing surgery inside, no one is allowed to disturb.”

Si Moyu halted his steps.

The three words ”Miss Qin” served as the best sovereign’s sword, upon hearing it, he immediately obeyed, his arrogance dissipating completely, ”Alright, I’ll wait here.”

He turned around only to see Nalan Ye Jue casually sitting in a wheelchair, raising an eyebrow at him.