Hearing what Chen Mu said.
Fang Zhuangzhuang instinctively closed his eyes, preparing to play dead.
Hearing Chen Mu say this.
Su Bingbing in the front row looked at Fang Zhuangzhuang with a peculiar expression.
"Classmate, this time someone will help you because we happened to be recording a show."
"To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the camera behind Dr. Chen, there wouldn't be this 750,000, nor would there be a chance to gather enough panda blood."
Chen Mu shrugged: "Reporter Su, a girl, can't speak so harshly, so I'll say it."
Cold eyes fell on Fang Zhuangzhuang on the hospital bed: "This time you're lucky, but next time if you do this again, you can directly look at your ashes."
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"???"
"Is this Dr. Chen crazy? Can a school doctor say such things to a student?"
"The job of a school doctor is only to treat illnesses, not to gather panda blood for him!"
