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 other people's new clothes.

"It doesn't matter." Jin Shen looked at the label on the dress, "I didn't think about it well."

Then he took out the keychain from his pocket, opened the knife on it, and swiftly removed the label.

Su Hanyan stared at those slender and dexterous hands, and couldn't help but admire, these hands are really beautiful, especially when holding the knife, there is really a kind of silent charm.

I really can’t imagine how he took a scalpel and cut through the patient’s skin little by little...

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

"Is this really good?" Su Hanyan asked.

"it's nothing."

"Okay, then." In that case, she put it on.

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

It's a pity that she didn't have the most basic life skills since she was little spoiled to Dalian.

After wearing the woolen sweater for a few days, she washed it with warm water. The woolen sweater was shameless, just like now, when she raised her hand slightly, the short woolen sweater Vertically.

As a result, a piece of soft and smooth, white and slender waist was exposed, and when the wind blew, she had a cold war and hurriedly took over the coat from Jin Chen's hand.

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

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

Su Hanyan didn't know what Jin Chen was thinking. After she put on her clothes, she felt very suitable, whether it was long or short or fat or thin.

"Look, how is it?" she asked Jin Chen happily, "isn't it okay?"

"Very good." His lips pursed with a thin smile, "Is it possible to go in now?"

"Yeah." Su Hanyan nodded and couldn't help asking, "Whose clothes are these? The styles are pretty good!"

Jin Shen did not answer, but went forward and knocked on the door of the teacher's house.

When he came out to open the door, he was an old man, still very vigorous at only a young age. He had gray hair and savvy eyes. Seeing Jin Chen coming, he smiled kindly.

"Shen Shen is here? I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm afraid that your kid deliberately escaped and didn't want to translate for me!"

Jin Shen replied respectfully: "How come, I specially invited a high-level translator to you today, and I will definitely be able to translate the material that satisfies you!"

"Really? That's great!"

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

"Hello, Professor Fu!" Su Hanyan bowed generously, "I am Su Hanyan, here to help you translate things."

Seeing her so young, Mr. Fu was a little mumbled, and the look in her eyes was a bit wrong: "Excuse me, which university did you graduate from?"

"I graduated from technical secondary school."

"Can this work?" Father Fu looked at Jin Shen, "I have very professional medical materials, and I can't have any sloppy on this! You know, this is a matter of life and death!"