"Zhuang Ruoruo!!!"
Bingbing was originally hiding outside from the stench.
Upon hearing some noise from the school infirmary, she habitually rushed back.
As soon as she entered the room,
she saw Zhuang Ruoruo had collapsed.
Bingbing's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
But when she saw Chen Mu checking Zhuang Ruoruo's pulse, the words that were about to spill out stopped short.
She just stood to the side, anxiously wringing her hands.
Waiting for Chen Mu to give an answer.
"Zhuang Ruoruo is fine." Chen Mu removed his hand from Zhuang Ruoruo's wrist.
He carried her to the examination bed on the side, pulled the privacy curtain, and his expression was nuanced.
The intern doctors nearby frowned at this scene.
One of them took the initiative to speak up.
"Dr. Chen, logically speaking, among the doctors present here, your skills are the best, and I shouldn't question that, but how could Zhuang Ruoruo be all right?"
Once the first person spoke up,
