MVP in the next examination room

It will be much easier for Mr. Ren to go to the school meeting and study for evening self-study.

Yuan Che waved his phone: "It's almost time."

Tang Ran nodded, took out her schoolbag from the belly of the table, and blatantly prepared to run away.

Suddenly, a girl's scream came from the corner of the back row.

The voice of Zhou Xinxin's tablemate was full of panic: "Turn on the lights! Sister Ting, come and help me, I'll be with her..."

Zhou Xinxin didn't know what happened, she was drinking milk tea just now, her deskmate turned around and chatted with the classmate on the other side of the aisle for a while, and when she turned around again, she found that she was trembling all over, had trouble breathing, and bent down while clutching her stomach, I retched a few times, but nothing came out, and my whole body was shaking violently.

The students on the north wall hurriedly turned on the front and rear rows of lights in the classroom. Zhou Xinxin's deskmate saw her appearance clearly and found that the "disease" was probably worse than she imagined—Zhou Xinxin's bangs were already covered in cold sweat. Wet, sticking to the forehead in strands, the face is almost bloodless, the whole face is wet, and it is not too much to describe it as tears.

Fang Yuting and Zhou Xinxin's roommates rushed to the back, quickly asked her a few words, and reached out to help her, but Zhou Xinxin tightened her body, shook her head twice, and refused to go to the school infirmary, showing extreme panic .

Fang Yuting bent down and asked her: "Is it hard to get up? It's okay, I will carry you."

Zhou Xinxin shook her head even more vigorously, hugged her body tremblingly, and a layer of goosebumps visible to the naked eye appeared on the small part of her exposed arm.

Ding Yifan hurriedly jumped off the podium and rushed over here: "What's wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Yuan Che glanced in Zhou Xinxin's direction, startled.

He originally thought that although the so-called "Yizhi Jiannao Pill" had no benefit to the human body, the side effects would not be too severe.Dependence may occur, just like before, if he didn't take the diazepam before going to bed, he would be anxious and sleepless.

But he didn't expect this kind of reaction.

Tang Ran decisively picked up the phone and called for a taxi: "You don't need to go to the school doctor's office, just send it to the hospital."

Ding Yifan squatted down in front of Zhou Xinxin, and asked several other girls to help Zhou Xinxin onto his back.

Zhou Xinxin suddenly became excited, and screamed in a trembling voice: "I'm not going to the hospital! I'm not going!"

The arm swung too far, the stationery on the table was swung directly to the ground, the book end collapsed, and textbooks and supplementary materials, large and small, were scattered all over the table.

The dynamic music is still echoing in the classroom, but at this moment, Class 12 seems to be silent.

Fortunately, the Third City Hospital was not far from Shengjing, and the ambulance arrived quickly.

Jin Luo rolled up his sleeves, resisted Zhou Xinxin's frantic punches and kicks, forcibly picked him up, and rushed down the teaching building.

The students in Class 12 followed along. Tang Ran arrived at the reception room before Jin Luo, and told the security guard about the situation, asking them to open the door ahead of time.

Until Zhou Xinxin was sent to the ambulance, everyone was still in shock.

Jin Luo rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform, glanced at the bruise on his arm that Zhou Xinxin had scratched, and gasped, grinning, "Isn't this too fucking scary? What's wrong?"

"I can't tell now," Yuan Che turned his head and said to a girl who came down, that is, Zhou Xinxin's roommate, "Go back to the dormitory, take out all the medicine bottles from Zhou Xinxin's place, and give them to Teacher Ren. Tell him to take it with you when you go to the hospital."

——Before seeing Zhou Xinxin’s situation getting worse and worse, Ren Yuzhen ran to the meeting room to call Teacher Ren, but the complex building is far away from the teaching building, and the teacher waiting to report to the school leaders for leave, hurriedly When rushing back to class, Zhou Xinxin had already been sent downstairs by Jin Luo and the others.

Seeing that the school gate was about to close again, Tang Ran took off his school uniform jacket and threw it into Jin Luo's hands, and Yuan Che and Yuan Che rushed out the door without looking back: "Please ask Teacher Ren for a leave—"

Jin Luo stared helplessly at the decisive and unrestrained backs of the two bosses: "What fake... hey, what are you doing—"

The security guard didn't expect that the ambulance would come out after the ambulance had left. He opened the door of the reception room and shouted, "Is it from class 12?! Those two, come back to me!"

Jin Luo, who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, had no choice but to bite the bullet and come forward to smooth things over: "Well, big brother, these two students in our class have something to do, and I will make up the leave later, so let's not write it down in the notebook..."

The big security guard obviously didn't believe it: "What's the matter, what's the matter with them, huh?!"

Jin Luo held back for a long time and said, "The two of them are not feeling well, and they missed the ambulance just now..."

security guard:"……"

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Tang Ran was not very familiar with the trading place, but Yuan Che had been there before, and guided the way by memory, without navigation.

Tang Ran: "Zhou Xinxin has become like this now, is it because of eating that thing?"

Yuan Che frowned slightly: "I suspect that there are more dangerous ingredients in that medicine. Just now... she looks like a drug addiction."

"Fuck, the conscience of producing that thing was eaten by dogs?" Tang Ran scolded, "Is this fucking revenge on society?"

"It's not uncommon to sell counterfeit medicines in post bars," Yuan Che said, "but those who have given publicity lectures in schools..."

Indeed, blatantly harming students who are about to take the college entrance examination, isn't this frenzied suicide?

Tang Ran pondered for a moment, then asked, "There are a lot of counterfeit medicines in the school post bar?"

"I don't know about the school post bar," Yuan Che said, "The ones outside..."

Having said that, Yuan Che realized something, and suddenly fell silent.

Tang Ran: "Which ones?"

"The messy ones." Yuan Che glanced at the time and said, "It's almost here."

In the middle of the winding alley, a yellow-haired man in a black short-sleeved upper body and ripped jeans was carrying a khaki schoolbag with his hands in his pockets, waiting for their arrival.

With a mask covering his face, Huang Mao turned on the screen of the phone again impatiently, looked at it and turned it off again.

Tang Ran confirmed to Yuan Che again: "Are you coming?"

Yuan Che took a new mask from him, and Tang Ran's schoolbag in one hand: "Yes."

"Take it easy," Tang Ran thought for a while, and then ordered in a low voice, "at least give him some breath, he needs to live."

Yuan Che: "..."

Huang Mao probably really got impatient with waiting, took out a cigarette from his pocket, raised his hand to slap it into his mouth, but slammed it on the cloth of the mask.

A cold voice sounded from behind: "This place is a little hard to find, I'm late."

Huang Mao's hands trembled, the cigarette almost fell, he turned his head and wanted to scold his mother, but realized that this was a big customer, so he swallowed it back abruptly: "..."

—Wait, shouldn’t it be a little girl?

Huang Mao's eyeballs rolled around, shining like a chicken thief: "Who are you looking for?"

Yuan Che's voice came through the mask: "I'm his boyfriend. Looking for someone to bring the goods, 07:30."

Huang Mao raised his hand and patted Yuan Che's shoulder: "Why didn't your girlfriend come?"

"His head teacher is strict." Yuan Che tried his best to suppress the urge to fold Huang Mao's hand, "it's not convenient for me to skip class."

Huang Maozai carefully looked at the boy in front of him—wearing a Shengjing school uniform, with a black schoolbag hanging on one shoulder, and although the mask covered most of his face, he could still be seen as a young boy with a clean temperament .

Huang Mao's heart sank back into his stomach, and he said, "Okay, it's kind of sweet—have you brought enough things?"

"Well," Yuan Che said, "where is the goods?"

Huang Mao unloaded the backpack from his shoulders, and weighed it in his hand: "It's all here, there's a lot in one box."

Yuan Che reached out to get it, but Huang Mao stopped him with a "hey": "Where are your things?"

Yuan Che withdrew his hand calmly, and said, "In the bag. I have to see if it's enough."

"Heh, I'm quite wary," Huang Mao said, and unzipped the zipper of his backpack, "Fifty boxes, one box contains a lot of yours, you still can't trust me?"

Yuan Che lowered his eyes and saw several layers of medicine boxes in the backpack, each with the words "Yizhijiannaowan" printed neatly.

He looked back calmly, nodded slightly in the direction of Tang Ran, and said, "It's the first time."

"Dude, you'll know in the future, we have nothing to do with things like being short of catties and short bills," Huang Mao said, closing the zipper and motioning to Yuan Che, "There are coming and going, I've shown you the goods." ,What about mine?"

Yuan Che didn't touch the schoolbag on his shoulder, and took out a bank card from the pocket of his school trousers, and said, "Here."

Huang Mao's face sank with a "swish": "Are you kidding me? Cash, didn't I say you only need cash."

Yuan Che said unhurriedly: "You just take it out. I'll tell you the password."

Huang Mao sneered: "What do you mean? I'm a donkey, right? How do I know if your password is correct, and if there is any money in the card. If you want to get the goods, first take out the money for me."

Yuan Che sighed softly: "I'm quite wary - I skipped my evening self-study, so I didn't have time to withdraw money for you. Do you want to hear the password? It's fine if you don't, anyway, the cash in the bag is only 3000."

Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, then reached for the schoolbag on Yuan Che's shoulder: "Let me take a look."

Yuan Che unloaded the schoolbag without handing it to Huang Mao, swung it half a circle in his hand, and smashed it firmly on Huang Mao's head: "See clearly?"

"..." Huang Mao's body was tilted by him, and his ears started to ring.

"Damn!" Huang Mao spat on the ground and cursed, "Are you courting death?"

——I don't know what was in that bag, it was so heavy that it was definitely not money anyway.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't see it clearly," Yuan Che said steadily, "I'll show you one more time."

……

When the police car arrived, Huang Mao had already been smashed by Yuan Che with his schoolbag, and the hole in his trousers was two sizes larger than when he arrived.

"Uncle Policeman, that's him," Tang Ran firmly identified Huang Mao, "He sold the counterfeit medicine, and he was the one who started it just now—I'm an eyewitness, and I can testify."

The three were taken back to the Public Security Bureau together, and all the fake medicines in the yellow-haired backpack were also seized and sent to be tested for ingredients.

Tieba chat records, QQ chat records, including the brain pills sold to them by Martian Literature Sister last time, a series of evidences were well preserved and submitted to the Public Security Bureau.

Huang Mao's head still had the "afterglow" from the impact of the schoolbag. He squatted in the corner, scratching his head and cursing, urging the police to open the schoolbag and check to see what was inside.

"Five years of college entrance examination, three years of simulation," Yuan Che calmly opened his schoolbag, and showed the contents inside to the policeman, "There are three books in total, really not many."

Tang Ran leaned aside with her pockets in her pocket, looked at Huang Mao with a half-smile, and added: "Knowledge is power."

Knowledge is also weight.

"..."

The test results of Jiannao Pills showed that the so-called health products in Huang Maokou actually contained ice/toxin ingredients.

The moment he heard the result, Tang Ran, who was standing quietly by the side, suddenly took a step forward. Regardless of the scolding of several policemen, he picked up Huang Mao's collar fiercely, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "You fucking , Tired of life?"

Two policemen stepped forward to tear them apart, and another one stepped forward to handcuff Huang Mao with a silver exclusive bracelet, and asked Tang Ran and the others to go out and wait.

"Wait a minute," Tang Ran said, "There is still someone involved in reselling in the school, so we can't just forget about it today."