Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 1170

Ye Wangchuan's eyes were deep and heavy, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't react for a while: "Just water?"

It's okay if he didn't ask, but Qiao Nian felt even more embarrassed when he asked, and raised her hand a little impatiently to pull her hat, remembering that someone had just come in to help her straighten the brim of the hat, she raised her cold white hand in the air again Silently put it down, and took a moment: "Ah, I just need water for the time being."

Qiao Nian pursed her lips, and said, "I need to tell you something when I think about it."

Ye Wangchuan looked at her unnaturally raised and lowered hand, seemed to have reacted, his thin lips raised slightly in a nice arc: "Okay."

He took a bottle of mineral water and handed it over.

Qiao Nian took the mineral water he handed over, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

Cold water poured down the throat.

Her throat, which had been dry all afternoon, was finally moistened, and she let go of her frowning brows, and she seemed to be in a much better mood.

"Thanks."

Qiao Nian was always in a good mood, she raised her eyelids, and looked at the man with her beautiful dark eyes.

Ye Wangchuan stretched out his hand, wiped the water stains on her moist lips with his fingertips, he was in a good mood, and said lazily, "No thanks."

"Aren't you going to restore the data?"

Qiao Nian looked at the computer in the adjustment room, hummed, held the water in one hand, and dragged the chair away with the other, and said to him quite naturally, "Wait for me."

"Well, you do it, I'll wait for you." Ye Fanchuan nodded slightly, and stood there with a tall and straight posture.

Wei Lou watched the intimate interaction between the two, including Ye Wangchuan helping the girl to adjust the peaked cap. The girl's calm and relaxed expression fell into his eyes. He didn't speak, but his eyes dimmed.

……

Ye Wangchuan stood next to Qiao Nian with a statue of Buddha, not to mention other people, even Wei Ying dared not act rashly.

Liang Lu was able to calm down at first, but after Ye Wangchuan came, she was obviously a little out of her wits and tried to stay calm, but her hidden fingertips still couldn't stop trembling nervously...

Qiao Nian majored in Chinese medicine.

It should not be a computer.

Liang Lu comforted herself desperately, but she didn't know why her heart was beating so fast that it couldn't stop at all.

She always felt that this matter deviated from her initial expectations, Qiao Nian was not a persimmon she could pinch whenever she wanted, and this time it might be messed up!
The adjustment room was quiet, and everyone's eyes were on the girl sitting there recovering the computer data.

The members of the Wei family couldn't help but gather around the girl to get a better look.

Mr. Jiang and Jiang Zongjin didn't go in. They stood at the door outside the deployment room, but the hospital's monitoring computers were large and numerous.

Seven or eight computers overlapped.

They can see what's happening on the screen even if they are far away.

As soon as Qiao Nian sat down, the monitoring screen of the hospital that was being broadcast on the computer disappeared, and then the screen turned black, and a lot of digital programming popped up.

Jiang Zongjin himself is a professional in data research and development in this area. When he saw the code appearing on the computer, he completely stayed there.

This……

Niannian really knows how to program?
The numbers on the computer screen jumped quickly, and to others, they looked like garbled codes made up of random characters.

But Jiang Zongjin could understand that it was the C language specially used for programming.

Qiao Nian's hands are surprisingly fast.

He could barely make out row after row of C language programming commands that were typed out.

Mr. Jiang majored in Chinese and had no concept of computer C language. Like most people, he only saw that before Qiao Nian did it, the computer could still view real-time monitoring.

(End of this chapter)