"Where's Senior Brother Zhao?" Zhang Menglong looked around. The other PhD senior brother, Zhao Wuhuan, wasn't here.
"Oh, Old Zhao went to pick up some other juniors," the eldest senior brother Zhu Mengchao said, "Let's head to our research group first. It's too hot outside, and we've prepared some ice-chilled watermelon for you, frozen with a vacuum cooler. It's absolutely rock solid!"
"Hahaha, it's not poisoned, is it?" Zhang Menglong knew that his senior brothers were capable of doing anything with lab equipment, like using an ultrasonic cleaner to wash crayfish, a vacuum oven to roast meat, or a grinder to crush walnuts.
Anyway, besides scientific research and proper work, they could do wonders with lab equipment.
"Absolutely not!" another senior brother assured him, patting his chest, "Before we froze the watermelon, we removed all the chemicals, and we even washed it inside and out several times. There's definitely no poison!"
