Song Bing gathered some close classmates over.
"That kid must be in cahoots with Mr. Xu."
"How could you possibly know what medicine he took, just by taking his pulse?"
"This is surely a trap set for Mr. Wang Lao Shi, and who knows what kind of pitfalls will come next."
He analyzed in a low voice.
"Senior Brother Song, we need to think of a plan quickly."
"I don't think that kid is any good either."
"Or how about this, we rush over, grab that kid, and then call the cops, how about that?"
Several classmates offered their suggestions one after another.
Song Bing, however, just sneered and shook his head.
"But we need evidence for that, let's do this!"
Afterward, the group began to scheme in earnest.
Before long, several classmates had run out of the hospital.
In the ward, Mr. Xu had already gotten out of bed and paced back and forth a few times.
"It's miraculous indeed, I was ready to report to the King of Hell."
"Su Yi, I truly can't thank you enough."
