After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

But when she saw that the label on the clothes had not been removed, she hesitated: "Forget it. Actually, I can do it like this."

It's shameful to be ashamed, it's not good to wear someone else's new clothes.

"It doesn't matter." Jin Chen looked at the label on the clothes, "I didn't think about it carefully."

Then he took out the keychain from his pocket, opened the knife that came with it, and removed the tag with a quick movement.

Su Hanyan stared at the pair of slender and dexterous hands, and couldn't help but admire in her heart, these hands are really beautiful, especially when holding the knife, it really has a silent charm.

I really can't imagine how he could use a scalpel to cut open the patient's skin a little bit...

When she was distracted, Jin Chen had already handed the clothes to her: "Well, it's alright."

"Is this really good?" Su Hanyan asked.

"it's nothing."

"Okay then." In that case, she should wear it.

Su Hanyan took off her dirty work jacket and wore a thin woolen sweater, which was a gift she bought for herself during the New Year this year.

It's a pity that she didn't have the most basic life skills in Dalian since she was a child.

After wearing the sweater for a few days, she washed it with lukewarm water, and the sweater didn't show any shame. Just like now, when she raised her hand slightly, the short sweater was gone. Upright.

As a result, a small waist with soft and smooth lines, fair and slender was exposed, and when the wind blew, she fought a cold war and hurriedly took the coat from Jin Chen's hands.

When she was putting on clothes, she raised her hand, and the small waist was exposed again.

Jin Chen's eyes fell on the waist, his eyes dimmed slightly, and then he turned his face away and looked elsewhere, but a word appeared in his mind for no reason, and he couldn't wave it away for a long time: Yingying's grip is boneless...

Su Hanyan didn't know what Jin Chen was thinking, she was dressed, and she felt very suitable, no matter how long or short she was fat or thin.

"Look, how's it going?" she asked Jin Chen happily, "Is it alright?"

"Very good." A small smile formed on the corner of his lips, "Can you go in now?"

"Yeah." Su Hanyan nodded and couldn't help asking, "Whose is this dress? The style is pretty good!"

Jin Chen didn't answer, but stepped forward and knocked on the door of the teacher's house.

When he came out to open the door, he was an old man. He was still in good spirits at a young age. He had gray hair and shrewd eyes. When he saw Jin Chen coming, he showed a kind smile.

"Shen Chen is here? I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'm afraid that you are trying to escape and don't want to translate things for me!"

Jin Chen replied respectfully: "How come, I specially hired a high-level translator for you today, and I will be able to translate the material to your satisfaction!"

"Really? That's great!"

"Then let me introduce to you, this is Su Hanyan, the senior interpreter I invited!" Then, he introduced Mr. Fu to Su Hanyan, "This is Professor Fu from Beijing Medical University. Although he retired, he has been devoted to the study of difficult medical topics!"

"Hello, Professor Fu!" Su Hanyan bowed generously, "I'm Su Hanyan, and I'm here to help you translate."

Seeing her so young, Mr. Fu murmured in his heart, and his eyes were a little wrong: "Excuse me, which university did you graduate from?"

"I graduated from high school."

"Is this possible?" Mr. Fu looked at Jin Chen, "I am very professional in medical data, and I can't be sloppy on this! You must know that this is a matter of human life!"