Drillmaster Zhou's calm composure cracked. He became the first person to run toward where Yun Jian and group were coming from. Looking at Lin Shuya who was passed out, he palmed his forehead.
The other students dropped their jaws in shock while Han Ming staggered back and cried loudly in fear, "Sh-Shuya? No, no, isn't Shuya already… Is she a ghost? Ah! A ghost!"
Han Ming stumbled back in fear and an embarrassing sense of cowardice.
Despite that, someone had already noticed that the Lin Shuya who Leng Hanzhe's friends had carried back had warmth to her, proving that she was alive.
"Lin Shuya's not dead! She's still breathing!" Several girls who observed more carefully discovered that while Lin Shuya was unconscious, the collar under her nose was lightly fluttering—meaning that she was still breathing.
"W-what's going on? I saw Lin Shuya's dead body back then… How's this possible?" the guy who first found Lin Shuya's body stepped out to ask in shock.
