Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path Chapter 770: It’s Not Me

The rescuers entered Zhang Xiaoman’s room wearing masks, then pulled the groggy Zhang Xiaoman off the bed and placed her directly onto a stretcher without a word, and carried her away.

If they stayed here any longer, they might also have to explain themselves here too.

Stinky!

But why was this foul sll still following them?

It’s really bizarre!

"Zhang Xiaoman, why do you sll so bad!"

The one saying this was none other than Li Qiao, who Zhang Xiaoman had wanted soone to call and notify.

He had nothing to do today, and thinking he hadn’t seen Zhang Xiaoman for several days, he could hardly bear it anymore, so he ca over to take a look.

Who knew that just as he reached downstairs, he saw Zhang Xiaoman being carried down by several people in white coats. Just as he was about to step forward, he was overwheld by an extrely strong stench.

The people in white coats, "..."

Damn, no wonder this stench kept haunting them; it turned out the source of the sll was what they were carrying!

So, after ntally wrestling with themselves for a bit, they finally couldn’t bear it any longer and put the stretcher down on the ground.

Zhang Xiaoman, "..."

What on earth did she do to deserve this?

Why was she suddenly carried out while she was just sleeping soundly in her dorm, and then dumped on the ground now?

Zhang Xiaoman felt so wronged.

"Cousin." She weakly called out to Li Qiao.

This wouldn’t have been a big deal if she kept quiet, but as soon as she spoke, that stinky air flowed directly over to Li Qiao.

Li Qiao, "..."

He couldn’t hold his breath and got a whiff of it.

And then... he turned his head and clung to a small sapling downstairs, vomiting uncontrollably.

"Boss, we can’t possibly take her back like this," one of the dical staff said, "She’s so slly, bringing her back to the hospital might infect all the patients there."

No one knew how this little girl managed it, she was practically a moving live sewer!

If she was taken to their hospital, she would definitely face a mass attack.

"This..." But leaving her here doesn’t seem quite right either.

"Here’s the plan." The accompanying ergency doctor discussed with the school leaders who had co upon hearing the news, and then asked Zhang Xiaoman a few questions, "We can conclude now that the sll is indeed coming from you, but to pinpoint why, we need to draw so blood for testing."

More blood drawing?

Zhang Xiaoman was a little scared.

But as soon as the dical staff heard that they could return to the hospital after drawing blood, they quickly put on their masks, "Let’s get to work!"

So, before Zhang Xiaoman had ti to protest, the fastest blood drawing session in history was over and done with.

"What are we supposed to do with this person?" Dean Xie asked worriedly.

"The school needs to keep her under watch and not let her run around," the doctor said, "Ideally, arrange a separate room for her and... isolate her for now."

What else could they do?

Let her roam around and potentially suffocate soone with the stench?

"I don’t want... I don’t want to be isolated." Upon hearing about the isolation, Zhang Xiaoman panicked, ignoring her weakness and climbing up from the stretcher, "Cousin... cousin, help ."

Her cousin, "..."

Let vomit a bit more first!

He needed to throw up a few more tis to relieve himself from that foul stench he just inhaled.

Zhang Xiaoman, "..."

"It’s not , it really isn’t ," she cried and shouted.

But the problem was, it wouldn’t have been so bad if she kept her mouth shut. As soon as she spoke, the stench beca even more concentrated.

It’s not her?

Then who else!

Who else could it be?