The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Feeling guilty, Li Yan went over and patted Tan Rongrong's arm.

He comforted me, saying, "It was my fault, I spoke too harshly. Don't take it to heart. Go back and work hard, take care of yourself, and don't overwork yourself."

Tan Rongrong forced a smile and said, "This afternoon, I plan to go out and buy some local specialties to bring back as gifts for my friends and colleagues."

Out of a desire to make amends, Li Yan offered, "I'll take the afternoon off and go with you. The city is a complicated place, and I'm worried about you going out alone."

Tan Rongrong immediately shook her head and refused, smiling gently and sensibly: "No need, Brother Yan, I've troubled you enough already."

You're so busy with work every day, don't let me hold you back. I can go out by myself; I know the way, nothing will happen.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Li Yan didn't want to force her any further and had no choice but to give up.

He does indeed have very important work to do.

This afternoon, I need to organize, categorize, and archive all the experimental data, handwritten drafts, and drawings from the previous heart valve experiments.

This is something Fu Hua has repeatedly emphasized, and it cannot be taken lightly in the slightest.

After quickly tidying up, the two went their separate ways.

Li Yan arrived at the laboratory on time and immediately began his busy work.

There weren't many people in the huge laboratory at the moment.

Engineer Chen sat at the control panel, intently studying the new experimental materials and repeatedly comparing parameters.

Fu Hua and Cheng Jin were out coordinating clinical matters and were not present.

Zhou Ming went to the city library to consult foreign medical literature.

The entire quiet R&D base was now empty except for Li Yan and Engineer Chen.

Time passed slowly, and the afternoon was quiet and dull.

While Li Yan was engrossed in organizing data and copying the sealed list,

The landline on the table suddenly rang urgently.

He put down his pen, reached for the phone, and

Tan Rongrong's weak and aggrieved voice immediately came through the receiver, choked with sobs.

"Brother Yan... I... I accidentally twisted my ankle, it hurts so much..."

Li Yan's heart tightened, and he panicked instantly.

He quickly asked, "Where are you now? How serious is it? Did you break any bones?"

"I was at the intersection of the old street near your lab, and I wasn't paying attention to the steps. I twisted my ankle and couldn't even stand up straight."

Hearing that the address was near the lab, not far away,

Li Yan couldn't sit still any longer and immediately stood up.

His tone was urgent: "Don't move around, stay where you are and wait for me. I'll be right there. I'll take you to the hospital for X-rays and tests, so you don't have any lasting effects."

Tan Rongrong on the other end of the phone quickly refused: "No need, no need to go to the hospital. It's just a simple sprain. I'll rest for a while and apply an ice pack. There's no need to spend money on a checkup."

Li Yan was far from at ease. The alleys in the Shichahai area were intricate and complex, and the courtyard where she lived was quite a distance away.

It would be too dangerous for a girl like her to go back alone with an injured foot.

In addition, I have a lot of confidential data left in the lab, so I can't leave for an extended period of time.

After much deliberation and weighing the options, I had no choice but to make a compromise.

"Okay, then, slowly move over here, and I'll help you into the lab to rest for a while. Once your leg feels better, I'll take you back."

After hanging up the phone, Li Yan briefly greeted Engineer Chen and hurried over.

They quickly found Tan Rongrong sitting on the stone steps by the roadside.

She frowned, clutched her ankle, and looked pale, appearing extremely pitiful.

Li Yan felt sorry for her and carefully helped her walk slowly towards the laboratory step by step.

Upon entering the R&D base, Tan Rongrong discovered that...

From the outside, it looks like just an ordinary little courtyard.

It is simple, unassuming, and unremarkable, but inside it is a hidden gem.

Deep within the courtyard are several independent laboratories, a data room, and an archive room.

The space is spacious and open, with a simple yet elegant decor.

Various precision instruments, filing cabinets, and document racks are neatly arranged.

The atmosphere was rigorous and professional, and the scale was much larger than she had imagined.

Is this where Brother Yan works every day?

So, the core experimental data on heart valves is stored here too, right?

For a fleeting moment, a hidden glint flashed in Tan Rongrong's eyes.

The opportunity is right in front of us.

Li Yan helped her sit down in the lounge.

I quickly went to the tea room, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it over.

With a furrowed brow, he carefully examined her swollen and red ankle.

Filled with worry: "How could you be so careless? Don't you watch where you're going? Does it hurt badly?"

While responding to Li Yan's concern, Tan Rongrong

While keeping a low profile, he glanced around, discreetly surveying the surroundings.

She chatted softly, casually inquiring, "Brother Yan, there are so few people here today. Isn't Comrade Fu here? And what about Sister Cheng and Sister Zhou? Is nobody here?"

Li Yan casually replied, "Yes, Dr. Fu and Cheng Jin went out on errands, Zhou Ming went to check some information, so it's just me and Engineer Chen here."

Hearing this, Tan Rongrong felt instantly at ease.

The fewer people there are, the easier it is to get started.

She had waited so long for this moment.

As long as Chen Gong and Li Yan are distracted, she can take the opportunity to obtain the experimental data that Kang Hua wants.

Once the assigned task is completed, we can completely pull Brother Yan away from this "wrong path".

Having made up her mind, Tan Rongrong began to quietly and meticulously devise a plan to separate the two.

She first clutched her ankle, her face growing paler and paler.

She murmured softly, "I feel a little dizzy. It's probably because I was too tired from walking and twisted my ankle. I have low blood sugar."

Then, she looked at Engineer Chen, who was engrossed in studying the materials.

Her tone was soft and polite: "Senior Engineer Chen, could I trouble you with a small matter? I'm a little hungry, dizzy, and weak. Do you have anything to eat?"

Engineer Chen shook his head: "We finished all the snacks yesterday."

"What should we do then?"

Tan Rongrong clutched her stomach; she looked really hungry.

Li Yan asked, "What do you want to eat? Shall I go buy it?"

"I want to eat pastries."

"I'll go."

Li Yan prepared to grab his coat.

Engineer Chen stopped him: "I'll go. There's an old-fashioned pastry shop at the alley entrance. I just need to buy some for my wife."

"Alright then."

Li Yan was really worried about leaving Tan Rongrong alone.

"Okay, you guys wait, I'll be right back."

Engineer Chen took the clothes and went out.

Having dismissed the outsiders, it was Li Yan's turn next.

Tan Rongrong bit her lip, feigning weakness as she leaned back in her chair.

Her brow furrowed deeply. "My ankle is getting more and more swollen. Do you think it might be serious? Could you buy me some ointment to apply?"

Li Yan rolled up his trouser leg and took a look. It was indeed red and swollen, and simply applying a cold compress would definitely not be enough.

"Okay, you wait, I'll be right back."

Li Yan had no doubts whatsoever, assuming she was simply in great pain and urgently needed relief.

He quickly instructed, "Stay inside and don't move. I'll be right back."

Now, Tan Rongrong is the only one left in the entire laboratory.

The perfect opportunity has finally arrived.

She instantly dropped all pretense of weakness and grievance, her eyes becoming firm and resolute.

She strode out of the break room and found Li Yan's workstation with practiced ease.

Since Li Yan answered the phone so quickly, she guessed that this was his workstation.