Qin Wenrou stood among the crowd, extrely embarrassed.
Thankfully, her classmates from Class 1 spoke up for her: "Wen Rou, this ugly freak is talking nonsense, we don’t believe her, we’re sure your explanation is the most authoritative. This corpse definitely didn’t die from freezing..."
Qin Wenrou: "Thank you all for trusting ."
However, at this mont, she also felt a bit uncertain inside.
Her usual confidence inexplicably cracked open a gap, just like before, every ti Qin Xin questioned her on her studies, the kind of tension and timidity, an overwhelming pressure.
But the person she was facing was clearly just a school failure, an ugly freak, not her genius sister.
She had finally managed to escape the shadow of her genius sister and take her place, so how could she revert to her old self because of an ugly freak?
Qin Wenrou wanted to pull herself together and debate with Lan Qingxin about what the cause of death of this specin was: "Classmate, which book are you referring to? Also, we can ask the teacher to comnt and see whose answer is correct..."
Qin Xin, however, didn’t want to waste another second of her ti, coldly interrupted her: "The cause of death is written clearly on the label, go see for yourself!"
Leaving a sentence behind, she impatiently pushed through the crowd and walked away.
Label?
The crowd flocked to look at the labels.
Check the code number.
Compare the cause of death description.
After a while.
The specin room was dead silent!
Qin Wenrou walked over nervously: "Wasn’t I right—"
Her voice ca to an abrupt halt.
The answer ca into view: The deceased suffered from an incurable illness, donated her blood for research while alive, and signed an agreent to allow the hospital to put her in a freezer for euthanasia.
Death by freezing.
Blood donation.
Lan Qingxin’s answer was completely correct!
Qin Wenrou’s explanation was entirely wrong!
It was shocking, utterly shocking.
No one expected the result to be like this.
Too surprised, no one could think of any words to comfort the dumbfounded Qin Wenrou at that mont...
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When Lan Yingjun rushed back from the company to the school, the morning lab class had just ended.
He stood gracefully at the laboratory door, causing many female students to blush.
He waited for a long ti.
Qin Wenrou finally ca out accompanied by a few female classmates.
For so reason, her eyes were red, and soone was quietly comforting her: "That ugly freak must have seen the answer beforehand, it was a fluke..."
Lan Yingjun stepped forward: "Wen Rou, what’s wrong?"
Qin Wenrou quickly wiped her eyes and held her chest: "It’s nothing, Brother Jun, my heart just feels a little uncomfortable."
Lan Yingjun looked a bit worried: "I’ll go with you to get it checked."
Qin Wenrou shook her head: "You’ve been working overti again, haven’t you? Let’s go eat first."
Lan Yingjun: "I’ll take you to Japanese food, your favorite."
Qin Wenrou glanced at a distance, seeing Lan Qingxin playing with her phone alone, slowly walking towards the canteen, like a little pitiful easy to bully without Ao Xinghao by her side.
She retracted her gaze and sensibly suggested: "Let’s just go to the canteen, there’s class in the afternoon." Lan Yingjun nodded: "Alright then."
On the way.
Lan Yingjun regretfully shared so news: "I’m sorry, Wen Rou, I pulled a lot of strings trying to reach that top QUEEN from Red Society to perform a heart transplant surgery for you, but I haven’t been able to get in touch. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll find another expert for you, I’ll personally visit Red Society again..."
The na QUEEN had been heard by dical College students these days, practically a legendary being.
Qin Wenrou didn’t dare to hope for it anyway.
She knew that a top scholar like QUEEN would probably charge millions for a single surgery.
And they also value the patient’s status.
If the status is not prestigious enough, they won’t accept it.
Lan Yingjun’s company is still in a difficult startup phase, and for him to try so hard for her was already a great surprise and comfort to her: "Brother Jun, you’re so good to ..."
Having a capable boyfriend who runs a company was really nice.
The sting on her face from being slapped around by Lan Qingxin seed to find so solace.
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Nalan Group.
The man coldly signed a rger case, taking down a competitor company valued at over a hundred million.
Just laid down the pen.
Lu Bing respectfully inquired: "Young Master, Principal Zhou’s call, do you allow it to co through?"
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