"Could it be that I forgot to account for the mass of the surface dish..." Shen Yiyun slightly panicked as she adjusted her glasses and pressed a few buttons on the electronic scale. Then she swallowed and looked at the display again.
The trembling worsened.
Her expression tightened too.
"This... This can't be right... How could it be this much..." Shen Yiyun trembled as she stood up and questioned Shi Yang, "You clearly added one milliliter too much piperidine, or did I see it wrongly?"
"That's fine." Shi Yang still didn't have the courage to look directly at his senior sister, only revealing a plump side profile for her to admire, "But it wasn't an extra milliliter, it was 0.78 milliliters."
Shen Yiyun, grabbing her head in astonishment, exclaimed, "Each drop is 0.05 milliliters, how could you possibly be accurate to 0.01!"
"Then what's the use of a high-precision syringe?" Shi Yang then glanced at the syringe on the table, "Within 0.5 milliliters, I can do it by hand."
