Seeing that instructor Wu and others who went out to search for missing students came back, ye Xuanning and a group of teachers were delighted and welcomed them one after another.

"Instructor Wu, have you found the missing classmate?"

Ye Xuanning came and couldn't wait to ask.

"What are you carrying on your shoulders? Are there any students injured? Where's the medical team? Come here

Director Gong Wanqing looked at the thing on several people's shoulders strangely.

Several of you handed it over to your shoulders, carrying something wrapped in canvas. It looked heavy.

"Is it..." ye Xuanning and several teachers looked at each other, and suddenly turned pale.

They want to ask, is there a student died, you carry the body back, wrapped in canvas, for fear of frightening everyone.

"The situation is very complicated. Let's go into the tent. Other people and classmates are near here."

Wu instructor several people face dignified, all the way carrying that thing, straight into the tent.

Immediately everyone into the tent, black instructor they, will be careful of that thing on the table.

When the canvas was uncovered, everyone was dumbfounded.

It's neither an injured classmate nor a corpse.

It's a pottery figurine.

This terracotta has a vivid face, very young and modern clothes.

"Instructor Wu, I want you to search for the missing students. How did you go to archaeology? Where did you get the terracotta warriors and horses?"

Gong Wanqing relies on his position and fame in the academic circles. He always takes pride in his talents and talents in the school. Ye Xuanning, the executive vice president, is always taking over the position and criticizing several instructors.

It seems that in this tent, he is the head of the pharmacy department.

But without waiting for a few people to speak, a teacher's reaction made everyone shudder.

"This is Meng Zhuang, a classmate of our class..." the former head teacher of the finance department covered his mouth and uttered a voice in horror.

All of a sudden, everyone was scared.

Meng Zhuang? Isn't this one of the six missing classmates?

How can a good living man suddenly become a terracotta figure.

"Which fellow is playing a trick?" Some teachers are scared.

"Don't make such a joke at night." Someone was sweating.

Ye Xuanning was stunned for a moment, quickly calmed down, looked at instructor Wu and said eagerly, "what happened?"

"We don't know. When we found this classmate, he had become like this."

Instructor Wu sighed.

"Could it be infected with any bacteria or viruses?" A medical school teacher suspected.

There are many strange things in the world. Some people have wooden branches on their heads, some people have scaly hands, some people have serious calcification of their joints, and some people have stones on their bodies.

"Let the medical team come in and give Meng Zhuang a check." Gong Wanqing is good at giving orders again.

Immediately, people from the medical team came in and checked the pottery figurine through various equipment.

After the inspection, the person in charge was puzzled and said: "no virus or bacterial infection has been found. In fact, this thing has no vital signs at all."

"What do you mean?" Ye Xuanning himself is also a medical expert, but he still knows what to ask.

"In short, without pulse, heartbeat and blood flow, it's just an ordinary pottery figurine." The person in charge vowed.

Hearing this, ye Xuanning and all the teachers took in the cold air.

Can we say that Meng Zhuang is dead and has become a fossil in a very short time?

"You've just had a body surface examination, but you can't make a conclusion yet. In my opinion, at least you should have an operation to see if there is still fresh tissue in the body."

Gong Wanqing felt his chin, his eyes twinkled, and suddenly put forward a bold idea.

That kind of eyes, as if Dr. strange found an alien specimen, miserable mixed with greed and fame.

"I object!"

The other teachers were hesitating and a little moved, but they were strongly opposed by Ye Xuanning.

Ye Xuanning even glared at the guy and said angrily, "don't treat a student with your experimental research thinking."

Ye Xuanning knows that although Gong Wanqing is the director of the pharmacy department, his work focuses on Qinyao group. He has developed products for Qinyao group for a long time, and the latter pays him more than Chenda's teachers.

"Mr. Ye, you've been worrying too much. What I advocate is simple body cutting and observation, not to dissect this classmate, just like the hospital is not sure about the patient's lesions, and it's the same as opening an operation to examine the patient. It's all in accordance with the normal procedures."

Gong Wanqing feels guarded by this beautiful girl. He quickly puts away his sense of fame and wealth in his eyes. Then he still sticks to his own opinion and comes up with a set of reasonable words.

"We can operate cautiously in places that never hurt our lives or even cause disability."

"And with all due respect, if Meng Zhuang is still alive, he is just wrapped in a layer of stone skin, and we wait here and do nothing, it is tantamount to no help at all."

Hearing this, the teachers who were still hesitating just now nodded.

The teachers of medical school volunteered to come forward.

"Director Gong is right. We should be decisive and not be fearless!"

"Experts gather here, covering almost all clinical disciplines, and many teachers have been visiting the front line of large hospitals for a long time, participating in various operations."

"President ye, with all due respect, if our experts and teachers here are at a loss, this classmate will not be able to be rescued even if he is sent to the hospital."

Hearing what these guys said, ye Xuanning was a little shaken.

Reason told her this guy was right.

But she doesn't trust Gong Wanqing. At the same time, the sixth sense tells her that it's not so simple. Therefore, she firmly opposes biting her silver teeth

"No, you can't fool around, at least wait for Mr. Luo to come!"

"I support President Ye." Jiang Meiyan resolutely nodded.

"Let's vote on a show of hands." Murong Hou is not smiling. "President Ye is the biggest leader here. She accounts for 30% of the votes, and everyone else has one vote."

"The president of our student union is right. This is the most appropriate way." Everyone agrees.

Although ye Xuanning is uneasy, she can only promise.

If she stops again, these guys will rebel.

However, the result of the vote cooled her heart.

Only Jiang Meiyan and a few conservative teachers supported her.

All the teachers in the medical school were against her.

Ye Xuanning knows that these guys are actually following Gong Wanqing and playing against teacher Luo. After all, she kept biting teacher Luo all night, determined to wait until teacher Luo came.

But in the end, the vote was even. This is due to the fact that she alone has 30% of the right to speak.

However, it seems that Murong Hou has not cast yet.

Under the gaze of the crowd, ye Xuanning, Marquis of Murong, said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, principal Ye. I follow my reason, so I support director Gong."

"Headmaster ye, I didn't bury you. Mr. Luo is so young and has no medical background. How can he be more authoritative than director Gong and us?"

A medical school teacher, seeing the result, was very pleased to laugh.