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As they were talking, there was the sound of hurried footsteps from the corridor. A middle-aged man in a white coat hurried over, followed by the attending doctors.

"Mr. Lei, if you let your doctor in and something happens, who will be responsible?"

The Dean's voice was sharp and urgent.

As he spoke, he excitedly reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

Lei kangnian furrowed his brows and was about to say something, but he suddenly stopped.

Everyone, including the hospital director and the doctors, slowly turned their necks and looked in the same direction.

On the bench, Lin Hanxing looked at the headmaster with an expressionless face.

His eyes were so cold that it sent chills down one's spine.

His body and hands were covered in blood, like a Rakshasa who had just returned from hell.

The Dean was so frightened that he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and he could no longer say another word.