The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Ning Quruo turned his head.

The girl's jade-like hands were held together with the man's hand in the wheelchair.

The moment Ning Quruo saw this scene, he felt unhappy in his heart. His whole body became the same as before, and his head was buzzing.

I really want to... kill this man!

He clasped his hands tightly.

"Gu Weimian." Ning Quruo's voice was cold, "Have you forgotten what I just told you? Are you not going to class?"

Gu Weimian glanced across his face, and before Ning Quruo could issue his various mandatory orders again, the girl had already pushed Huo Yan and turned around, directly entering the elevator at the back.

Ning Quruo strode towards the elevator.

Before he even reached the elevator door, he was stopped.

By the time he touched the elevator button, Huo Yan and Gu Weimian were already gone.

He watched the elevator go up to the top floor of the hospital. He waited for the elevator to come down with a gloomy face and entered the elevator.

But no matter how hard he pressed the button on the top floor, the elevator never moved.

Ning Quruo came out of the elevator and asked the medical staff outside the elevator, "Why can't I press the button on the top floor?"

The little nurse was almost frightened by Ning Quruo, "You need a permission card to go to the top floor."

Ning Quruo's face darkened, and her eyes turned to ice as she looked at the red floor display on the elevator.

…

All of Huo Yan's test results were expedited.

The dean specially called the chief of the experimental department and the chief and deputy director of the neurosurgery department to go to the scene to check the results.

No matter how you look at it...

Huo Yan's central nervous system was damaged, so he was unable to stand and walk.

"This condition is maintained well. The nerves have not continued to deteriorate, and the muscles have not atrophied too much."

The support of rich people is indeed unimaginable to ordinary people.

Gu Weimian frowned, "No, it shouldn't be like this. Logically speaking, Huo Yan should be able to stand up by now."

Hearing this, the others looked at each other in surprise.

How can this be?

The dean was also dumbfounded, "This is impossible."

The nerves are necrotic, just like a computer whose wires have been cut off. How can it stand up without any feeling?

Huo Yan's condition is pretty good. First of all, the cutoff of his damaged central nervous system is very low. Secondly, his nerves are not completely disconnected.

But no matter what you say, it’s no use.

Gu Weimian never expects others to understand her, "I asked for a new blood test, and this time I will do it myself."

The dean and several directors looked at each other.

Among them, the head of the laboratory department inevitably looked a little ugly. Gu Weimian said this to question his professional ability.

He frowned, feeling the gazes of others in the office, and said coldly, "Of course, the blood test equipment in the laboratory is readily available."

Even if he doesn't agree, the dean and those doctors will agree, so why should he come forward?

He turned around and led the way, and everyone went to the laboratory together.

Several doctors in the laboratory department opened their eyes curiously when they saw the dean himself walking over with a group of people.

One of them recognized Gu Weimian and lowered her voice but could not suppress the excitement contained in every word, "She is her! She is the miracle doctor from last time!"

"By the way, she was the one who pulled people back from the line of life and death that time at the fire scene, right? I heard from the people present that she was worthy of a fairy tale."