The college entrance examination will be held in the past two days, and most schools have added security guards to ensure the safety of candidates during the examination period.

After the out-of-control truck of Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School broke out, screams from students and parents came out, and the security guard also received a call and was rushing here.

Some of the students' families at the scene were calling the police and some were looking for an ambulance.

Everyone realized that it was Qin Ran who saved them, and a group of people rushed towards them.

Qiao Sheng is not very serious on weekdays, but in this case he calms down before Lin Siran. While taking out his cell phone to call someone, he blocks Qin Ran behind him, and his voice is very heavy: "Don't squeeze here, leave a space."

The chaotic scene was a little more orderly.

There were other crowds not far away coming to watch.

A middle-aged man with flat head got up from the ground, pulled up his daughter next to him, and said anxiously: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, dad, go and see Qin Ran!" This girl is also a senior high school student at Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School, so she naturally knows such a sensational figure as Qiao Sheng and Qin Ran.

The middle-aged man was a doctor. He heard his daughter say this, nodded, turned around and walked forward to Qin Ran, "Everyone let me know, I am a doctor, let me see this classmate's injury!"

Qin Ran still had blood on her body. When she heard a doctor at the scene, the crowd made a "huh" and made a passage open to let the middle-aged man pass by.

Lin Siran and Qiao Sheng also turned outward, and their eyes were all at the middle-aged man.

Qin Ran did not wear a white T-shirt today. The red and black plaid shirt she wore was not particularly bloody on her clothes, but she could see something strange on her left arm along her sleeve.

The middle-aged man is an orthopedic doctor and can tell at a glance that her condition is wrong.

"How is your right hand feeling?" The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah," Qin Ran came to her senses. She lowered her head and looked at her right hand. She was holding an old photo on her right hand, a little gray and bloody. She raised her chin and said calmly: "It's okay."

"That's good." The middle-aged man nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at Qiao Sheng and Lin Siran: "Don't touch the patient's left hand, and there are other scratches on his body."

Neither Qiao Sheng nor Lin Siran answered, and the voices of the middle-aged man kept echoing in their ears, just like thunder sounding on the sunny day.

The school security guards quickly controlled the truck driver and maintained the scene.

"Let's go out." The voices of the people around him were too loud. Qin Ran frowned and stuffed the photo back into her pocket, with a calm voice.

It seemed that she was not hurt.

After they left, the middle-aged man's daughter dared to come over: "Dad, is Qin Ran okay?"

"Fortunately, the one who hurts his left hand." The middle-aged man also heard his daughter mention the name Qin Ran at home, especially recently he has been mentioned more frequently. He is said to be an extremely perverted student. Once, he took the exam and almost no subject was the first.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief when he said this.

Fortunately, I didn't hurt my right hand, otherwise it would be a pity.

"Left hand?" His daughter was stunned.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and lowered his head to ask his daughter: "What's wrong?"

His daughter looked at the direction where Qin Ran and others left, her eyebrows were dazed, and her voice muttered: "She is a left-handed..."

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Qin Ran and the others were five or six minutes away from the gate.

Cheng Mu was sitting outside the door waiting for Qin Ran, Qiao Sheng and others. The commotion on campus was spreading, and many people were talking about "trucks".

Because he knew the severity of Qin Ran, he felt a layer of cold sweat on his forehead and back.

Several nurses and the director went in directly.

Cheng Mu and Lin Siran were outside the door.

There was a row of blue chairs outside, and neither of them sat. Lin Siran leaned against the wall, and there was air conditioning along the way, but her forehead was covered with sweat, and her hair scattered on her forehead was stuck to her face.

"Is it okay for Ranran's left hand?" She was still confused since the truck accident.

Cheng Mu shook his head, indicating that he was not clear.

Five minutes later, the door on one side of the inspection room was opened and the director came out of it. At this time, it was obvious that he seemed much calmer.

"The left hand has a crack, and there is a scratch, and the patient has no other life-threatening danger." As he spoke, the director breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Mu's heart was in his throat, and because of the doctor's words, it also plummeted.

Bone fissures...

It takes at least four sides to grow well.

But the day after tomorrow it will be the college entrance examination...

Cheng Jun was still rushing over, Cheng Mu was still holding his cell phone in his hand, Cheng Jun was waiting for his phone call, but at this time, he didn't know what to say.

On the 28th floor, the elevator stopped, the door opened, and a slender and cold figure walked out from it.

Cheng Jun has undergone many surgeries in the hospital.

Several surgeons knew him, and there were also images of him undergoing surgery in the hospital, so the director who examined Qin Ran was naturally the same.

Cheng Jun has always been calm in his work. Even if he encounters an emergency in the operation, he will not be too anxious and will not raise his eyebrows.

This is the first time that the director saw that he had this expression, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were restrained, and he was perverted and cruel.

"Master Jun, Miss Qin is still checking inside. The doctor said she had a broken bone..." Cheng Mu spoke.

Cheng Jun looked at the half-open door and did not go in immediately. He reached out and pulled a button on the collar.

The phone rang. It was Qian's. He pulled the corners of his mouth, his smile seemed to be stained with blood, and his voice was soft: "Where is the one who did the trick? Didn't you bring it here?"

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I finished typing on the high-speed train, I went home today, I will update 2nd and 3rd and wait for me

See you tonight
Chapter completed!