Chen Mu was momentarily taken aback.
Finally.
He shook his head helplessly and said, "Student, you overestimate me. I only hold a bachelor's degree myself..."
"I see..." The lab coat sighed regretfully.
The other lab coats were still examining Lin Ming's vomit.
Still puzzled: "Dr. Chen... according to what you said..."
"The food at Hai City University should be pretty good, so why is this student eating so much instant noodles?"
Saying that.
The lab coat who asked the question seriously estimated the volume of Lin Ming's vomit, looked up, and earnestly looked at Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, there's at least the equivalent of six or seven packs of instant noodles here..."
"Moreover..."
The lab coat pointed in Lin Ming's direction with a lingering fear.
Continued, "He's still throwing up, so the amount of instant noodles he consumed could be more than I guessed."
Even an adult man.
With a big appetite, could usually eat two or maybe three packs of instant noodles.
