Li Xianya took a deep breath. She saw that Lu Qingyi was already asleep on the classroom table, then looked at Jiang Yumeng, feeling quite helpless.
Sigh, Yumeng said it's going to be okay, so it should be fine, right?
Li Xianya was still somewhat worried, but she had no idea how to express it.
"Yumeng, you're from the Oral Medicine Department, instead of helping in class, why did you run to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department?"
Li Yuanyuan, out of breath, ran over. She looked at Jiang Yumeng with a frown, as if she had been looking for her for a long time.
Jiang Yumeng, looking at Li Yuanyuan, didn't say a word.
"Do you know that the whole class has been looking for you for a while? You won't even pick up your phone, are you still part of the Oral Medicine Department?"
Li Yuanyuan glared at Jiang Yumeng, looking very angry. Her makeup was half done.
Jiang Yumeng checked her pockets and realized she had forgotten her phone, it seemed she had left it in her bag.
