Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again! Chapter 143: What Happened to Him?

It turns out that elderly phone doesn’t only have the functionality of sending texts.

Song Anjing blinked curiously, seeing Qin Xin’s serious expression as she answered the phone. Knowing it might be sothing important, she gestured and said softly, "I’ll be leaving then, let’s go to the exhibition together after school."

Qin Xin nodded and walked to a secluded spot along the school path to take the call.

Over the receiver, a warm and familiar female voice ca through, "Hello, are you Qin Xiaoshuang’s friend?"

Qin Xin was slightly taken aback.

She recognized at once that the number belonged to Qin Xiaoshuang.

Last ti, appearing as Lan Qingxin, she had saved Xiaoshuang, who was being bullied in front of the school hospital, and had given him her contact information, assuming that given his cold nature, he’d surely discard it, unwilling to accept help from a stranger.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoshuang had carefully saved her number.

She believed Xiaoshuang stored the number not because he planned to ask anything of her, but hoping to have the chance to repay the favor soday.

This child, though indifferent in character, still has a warm heart.

While sighing, Qin Xin felt a bit puzzled—

The number was Xiaoshuang’s, but the call wasn’t from Qin Xiaoshuang; it was from her third-year classmate, Hu Lingling.

Hu Lingling, seeing no response, apologetically explained, "Apart from his sister’s number, Xiaoshuang’s cell only has yours. I couldn’t reach his sister, so I had to contact you."

A bad feeling welled up in Qin Xin: "What happened?"

Hu Lingling was briefly startled by her cold voice on the other end, oddly familiar: "Are you a Qin Family mber?"

Qin Xin paused: "No. What’s happened to him?"

Hu Lingling didn’t dwell on it, hurriedly clarifying the situation, "He’s been getting injections from regularly to manage his condition. But today, his symptoms unexpectedly worsened, and the dication couldn’t contain it. I wanted to give him a double dose, but he’s out of dication..."

Qin Xin’s expression darkened slightly, her tone steady: "What’s his current state? Describe it to in detail."

Hu Lingling didn’t expect the other party to know a bit about dicine and quickly detailed, "Severe convulsions... uncontrollable... despite being sensible, he’s slightly unconscious but still trying hard to restrain himself, and his nails are bleeding from the effort..."

Qin Xin closed her eyes briefly.

Xiaoshuang’s condition, inevitably, has worsened with age.

In the past, much effort was spent finding a suitable heart for Qin Wenrou due to her more severe heart condition, leaving Xiaoshuang to wait in the background.

Now Xiaoshuang mustn’t be made to wait any longer!

"The Qin Family has dication; call them and have them send the dication over imdiately," Qin Xin asserted confidently.

Xiaoshuang’s illness isn’t as lethal as Qin Wenrou’s, but it’s very painful and requires ongoing dication.

And it has to be the best neurological nutritional dicine, CE75, to manage the illness.

This dicine’s manufacturer is unique globally, with rare ingredients, limited production, and exorbitant cost.

Hence, she was always prepared, ensuring she’d never need to seek dication at the last mont.

She recalled, before the incident, having spent heavily to secure the newly released batch of CE75 for Xiaoshuang.

In essence, she bought out all the world’s CE75.

How could the Qin Family not have dication?

However.

Hu Lingling sighed, "Before calling you, I checked with the Qin Family, it was Qin Wenrou, the second young lady, who answered. She said the Qin Family doesn’t have any dication."

Thinking of Qin Wenrou’s reply, Hu Lingling was infuriated.

Qin Wenrou’s original words were sheer hypocrisy—