The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1554 Research Together

"Then did you find any clues from the dagger?" Ye Feng asked.

Chen Xinxue shook her head helplessly.

"Where's that wooden box? Maybe there's a clue on it?"

Chen Xinxue sighed and shook her head.

Seeing that Chen Xinxue's expression was already very bad, Ye Feng advised: "You can study things slowly. You'd better go home and have a rest first."

"No, I'm very good. I have a hunch that I'm going to..." Chen Xinxue's eyes suddenly darkened.

Ye Feng heard that the tone of her words was wrong. When he looked up, he saw Chen Xinxue's shaky steps and she actually fell down.

Ye Feng hurriedly reached out to catch it. Chen Xinxue rolled her eyes and fainted in his arms.

Ye Feng hurriedly transferred a ray of spiritual power into Chen Xinxue's body and found that her heartbeat was stable. It was probably just due to fatigue from staying up late, so he felt relieved.

Ye Feng circulated his spiritual power in Chen Xinxue's body for several small weeks.

Chen Xinxue woke up slowly, opened her eyes blankly, stared at the ceiling, and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"You fainted just now, Miss Chen. You should go home and rest. As the old saying goes, the body is the capital of revolution."

Only then did Chen Xinxue realize that she was lying in Ye Feng's arms. She wanted to get up, but her arms were too warm to exert any strength.

She just felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. This was the reaction after Ye Feng used his spiritual power to invigorate her blood.

"Help me up." Chen Xinxue's voice was very soft.

Ye Feng helped her up.

"Send me home." Chen Xinxue thought for a while and felt that with her current situation, she really couldn't stay in the laboratory any longer, but she couldn't exert any strength, so she had to ask Ye Feng.

Ye Feng helped her walk out.

"Where do you live?" Ye Feng asked.

Chen Xinxue named a place.

The two were walking in the corridor when a person walked across from them and shouted from afar: "Ye Feng!"

When I got closer, I realized it was Old Man Zeng.

Old man Zeng saw Ye Feng supporting Chen Xinxue. Chen Xinxue looked timid and weak, and she almost fell into Ye Feng's arms.

Old man Zeng winked at Ye Feng ambiguously, gave him a thumbs up gesture, and left without saying a word.

Ye Feng knew that Old Man Zeng had misunderstood and wanted to explain, but he couldn't see anyone when he turned around.

He went downstairs to the parking lot, helped Chen Xinxue into the car, and Ye Feng drove to Chen Xinxue's residence.

When they arrived at the place, Chen Xinxue's health improved a lot, and the warm strength lurked, no longer making her hands and feet numb.

Chen Xinxue stood up by herself, got out of the car, pointed to the ninth floor, and said, "I live there."

Ye Feng looked around the surroundings, followed Chen Xinxue into the building, took the elevator, and entered Chen Xinxue's home.

There are all kinds of clothes scattered around the house, as well as instant noodle packaging bags. Slippers are also scattered here and there, and they seem to fall wherever you go.

Chen Xinxue blushed and explained: "I haven't been home for a long time, so..."

Ye Feng didn't say anything. After seeing that nothing happened to him, he said to her: "Just have a good rest at home. I don't need the dagger sheath urgently. You can use it as long as you want."

After saying that, Ye Feng was about to leave, but his hand was held by Chen Xinxue.

"Huh?" Ye Feng felt an astonishing warmth in his palm.

Chen Xinxue's hand seemed to be a piece of red-hot charcoal, burning the palm of her hand.

"Well, Ye Feng, I want to do joint research with you." "Joint research?" Ye Feng was slightly startled.

"I'm afraid I can't handle the matter of destroying Song Dagger alone, so I need your help. Your ideas are novel and have given me a lot of inspiration, is that okay?"

Chen Xinxue said the last three words so quietly that if Ye Feng hadn't been so sharp, he would have barely heard them.

"Okay." Ye Feng nodded.

A hint of joy flashed across Chen Xinxue's face: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I'm afraid that I don't understand the experimental matters and will hold you back."

"No, no, you are so smart..."

Chen Xinxue couldn't continue talking. If Old Man Zeng were here, he would definitely exclaim: When has Chen Yatou ever praised others for being smart?
Ever since Chen Xinxue sent out the invitation for joint research, Ye Feng spent the next few days running to the museum.

Although he joined in these days, the experiment has hit a bottleneck. There are no clues in either the wooden box or the Song Dynasty-destroying dagger.

At noon, Ye Feng and Chen Xinxue sat opposite each other in the museum's cafeteria.

Both of their plates were filled with simple meat and vegetable dishes, and neither of them seemed to have much appetite.

Chen Xinxue took a spoon and scooped out a bowl of rice. Before it was brought to her mouth, she said, "I've even done a stress test. I really don't know what to do next?"

Ye Feng also frowned and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Show me the historical data that records the wooden box. Maybe there will be new discoveries."

Chen Xinxue replied: "I have seen it many times, and it is impossible to find any new clues."

"Everyone sees things from a different perspective. I want to see if there is any mention of the Song Dynasty Dagger in the historical materials."

This was true. Only then did Chen Xinxue put the spoonful of rice into her mouth. She felt that what Ye Feng said was reasonable and nodded.

"Are you eating here too?" came a voice.

Ye Feng saw old man Zeng standing at the dining table with an ambiguous smile on his face.

Chen Xinxue looked at the old man Zeng with a strange smile inexplicably, wondering why the old man had been so strange in recent days.

Ye Feng knew what Old Man Zeng was thinking, but the scene was only getting darker and darker now, so he simply stopped trying to defend himself.

"By the way, Mr. Zeng, you came just in time. You should still have the historical materials of that wooden box." Chen Xinxue suddenly thought of this when she saw Mr. Zeng.

Old man Zeng was stunned for a moment: "Historical data? Yes, there are, but who wants to see them?"

Chen Xinxue pointed at Ye Feng.

"Is it you?" Old Man Zeng looked suspicious.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng asked.

"Are you sure you want to see it?" Old Man Zeng asked again.

Ye Feng became a little impatient: "Yes, Mr. Zeng, is there any problem?"

"That's no problem. Come to my office. You're old and can't move things."

When Ye Feng arrived at Old Man Zeng's office and saw the thick stacks of information, he realized what he meant by "can't move it."

"Are these all?" Ye Feng asked dully.

"Yes, there are some related historical materials that are unique and cannot be loaned out. However, there are photocopies on the computer. If you are interested, you can take a look."

"Can I search?" Ye Feng became excited when he heard that there was a computer version.

"Tch, what are you dreaming about?" Old Man Zeng's tone was no different from that of a young man. "Who can help you input it? They are all saved in the form of pictures."

"And don't think there is any OCR software that can recognize them. Some of them are in Tangut, so just take your time and read them."

(End of this chapter)