It seemed as if he had spotted some trickery.
Immediately after, Su Wen called over Lin Aomei.
"Miss Lin, help me take a piece of paper and jot this down!"
Lin Aomei didn't know what came over her, just a moment ago she had some doubts about Su Wen, but now she found herself almost involuntarily wanting to help him.
Professor Su Qian stood by, looking on foolishly, completely unable to understand what Su Wen was doing.
Su Wen was neither panicked nor flustered; such circumstances were quite familiar to him.
Moreover, Lin Aotong's condition had already improved, making it a suitable time for some tests.
Since those so-called experts around him were not helping, it would be better for him to do everything himself.
At this very moment, Su Wen was not showing off at all; everything was under his control.
"Heart rate sixty-five, frame rate low, blood pressure two hundred, exceeding the diastolic level..."
