"Okay, Dr. Chen, I have another question."
Chen Mu was about to approach the area where the argument was taking place.
Once again, Su Bingbing held onto his sleeve.
Chen Mu looked at Su Bingbing: "Hmm?"
Realizing that holding onto Chen Mu's sleeve might be inappropriate.
Su Bingbing awkwardly let go.
She lowered her head, avoiding Chen Mu's gaze, "Dr. Chen, I just wanted to ask, regarding that student who keeps spitting blood, do I need to call an ambulance?"
Chen Mu's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
He lowered his head.
Took out his phone and found a number, indicating for Su Bingbing to take note: "This is the phone number for the school's security office. Things might get a bit out of control next..."
"Huh?" Su Bingbing was momentarily confused by what Chen Mu meant.
But after leaving the security office's phone number with Su Bingbing, Chen Mu pressed forward without missing a beat.
