Chapter 3470 If You Don’t Seek Death, You Won’t Die 2

Everyone looked at Mu Yue in confusion. How could the contents of Fan Rumeng's pocket be involved?

"What's going on? What's in Fan Rumeng's pocket?"

"Tch, I think Mu Yue must be afraid of Fan Rumeng so she found other excuses!"

"Fart, why are you afraid of Fan Rumeng? Don't you Western doctors put more money on your face! Mu Yue is not afraid of you at all!"

"Aren't you afraid? Otherwise, why would you have to compete? Why would you want to pull the things in your pockets? Do you think you don't have to compete?"

"I think there should be something in Fan Rumeng's pocket, right? It looks bulging!"

The students were all talking among themselves, not understanding what was going on.

Especially the leaders of the school looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what was going on.

Fan Ru's dream was to destroy the child in Mu Yue's belly, but it also depended on Xiao Junyan's permission.

Xiao Junyan ordered Ye Tianming behind him, "Ye Tianming!"

Ye Tianming had already prepared and took a step forward to restrain Fan Rumeng.

Fan Rumeng's hands were held behind her by Ye Tianming. The pain in her arms was followed by a shrill scream.

As the dean and leaders of the Medical College of Western Medicine, they quickly shouted when they saw Ye Tianming's actions and Fan Rumeng's appearance.

"Let go of Fan Rumeng!"

"Who are you? How dare you do something in public!"

"Security! Security!"

Suddenly, the stage became chaotic, and the leaders all walked out from behind the table and shouted at Ye Tianming.

Ye Tianming ignored their shouts and dug into Fan Rumeng's pocket with his other hand, escaping several cloth bags.

Ye Tianming took these bulging bags and put them under his nose and smelled them. The pungent smell made him frown.

"See for yourselves what's inside!" Ye Tianming threw these bags at the school leaders who were about to surround him and Fan Rumeng.

The school leaders who had originally gathered around Ye Tianming and Fan Rumeng suddenly had several bags thrown at their feet, and their faces showed a bit of doubt and confusion.

Only the principals of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the highly respected old professors of traditional Chinese medicine frowned when they smelled this smell, and they all ran to the bags.

Several old Chinese medicine doctors opened the cloth bag and saw the contents inside, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Musk!"

"lily!"

"Saffron!"

As these old Chinese doctors called out their names one by one, everyone's expressions changed.

The school leaders all lowered their heads and looked at the contents of the bag. When they saw those things, their expressions changed again.

Before the school leaders could react, there was a cry.

"My stomach hurts so much!" Mu Yue cried, covering her stomach and leaning into Xiao Junyan's arms.

Xiao Junyan supported Mu Yue who was leaning in his arms, with a worried look on his face, "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts so much!" Mu Yue grabbed Xiao Junyan's chest with one hand and held her swollen belly with the other hand, with a look of pain on her face, "Child...my child!"

Looking at Mu Yue's appearance, the faces of the school leaders were all dark, and their hearts thumped. A cold air rushed from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and their whole bodies were cold.

"It's over!"

Only these two words flashed through everyone's mind.