Qin Jiatong was instantly thrown behind by a few people.
For a moment, she couldn't squeeze past them even if she wanted to.
It wasn't until a few students in front of her voluntarily made a path for them, revealing a figure walking in the middle.
The figure was thin and slender.
The eyes and brows were faint, and there was a cold and distant aura about them. It was almost as if they were writing on their faces that no strangers were allowed to enter..
Qin Jiatong didn't pay much attention at first. She looked at the other party who was wearing a white coat. They were either a nurse or a doctor.
He was so young. He must be a nurse...
How could she have the mood to think about anything else at this moment? She just thought about what the nurse said about the successful operation. Could it be that Teacher Zhou had really recovered?
However, she felt that it was impossible.
