"I said! I slapped him dozens of times!"
"But he still didn't wake up!"
"Dr. Chen! Did you hear clearly this time?"
Chen Mu: "I heard it clearly..."
Not only did he hear it clearly.
His previously tense heart just died out along with the answer given by the student.
For a moment.
Chen Mu didn't want to sit in the campus ambulance.
Instead, he really wanted to teleport to the admissions office, grab the collar of the teacher responsible for admissions these past few years, and ask properly.
All these years.
What kind of weirdos have you recruited for Hai City University?!
For God's sake!
Can't you recruit a few normal people?!
Chen Mu took a deep breath.
He suppressed the urge to jump off the car and perish together with these fragile students. "Hey, can you tell me specifically, how many times did you slap the patient after they lost consciousness?"
The boy's voice grew quieter.
Unfortunately.
Modern technology is indeed very advanced.
