The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 621

Chapter 621: 245 finally has a chance to perform! _1

Dormitory 407.

Bai Lian leaned against the balcony, her hair all hanging behind her head. She casually thrust one hand into her pocket while stray strands of hair fell across her forehead. In her other hand, she held a cell phone, her pale fingers tapping on the screen.

“A truck…” Her eyes narrowed slightly.

With many newcomers at Jiang University these days, there were more vehicles, and all were driving slowly, careful not to accidentally collide with a new student. How could there be a car accident at this critical time?

She walked into the dormitory, picked up the jade hairpin on the table, and began to slowly twist her hair up. Her dark, abyss-like eyes seemed unfathomably deep.

Bai Lian had planned to wait for Xun Qian to come out before taking a shower. Just as she removed the hairpin from her head, Ji Heng’s call came through.

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Yu Simin had just taken her pajamas out and climbed down from the bed when she saw Bai Lian putting her hair back up, puzzled, “Are you going out?”

“Yes,” Bai Lian secured her hair, “No need to leave the door unlocked for me tonight.”

She reached out, took her laptop and cell phone, and left.

After she’d gone, Kong Wei looked at her retreating figure and clicked her tongue, “Why do I feel like Bai Lian has an even stronger presence than Xun Qian?”

After speaking, another thought struck her, “If we don’t leave the door for her, where is she going to stay?”

After all, Bai Lian was not from Jiangjing.

Speaking of which, it seemed that Bai Lian was the first to arrive in their dormitory.

**

Downstairs, Bai Lian headed straight for the west gate.

She was messaging Lance as she walked.

She wasn’t very familiar with modern hospitals, but Lance was, so she called him.

“Malignant hyperthermia? It’s no problem if you have Dantrolene,” Lance immediately knew what was happening based on the description, “But you said the patient has Panda Blood?”

“Mm,” Bai Lian’s tone was unhurried, “A pregnant woman, plus a car accident.”

The one in trouble was Ji Mulan, but Bai Lian was not worried.

“That is indeed dangerous, but if she’s saved, that’s an SCI paper right there,” Lance communicated fluently with Bai Lian in English, “Such a case is rare, a beautiful emergency, a one in a million chance of survival. Who’s the patient?”

“She’s essentially this body’s biological mother,” Bai Lian replied.

Despite the awkwardness, Lance, who understood, was speechless…

Messages can be revoked, but spoken words cannot.

He opened his mouth and began to search for some adjectives, “It’s not necessarily too late, if your doctors are well-trained and manage to physically bring down the fever until Dantrolene arrives, there’s a good chance… Ah right, there is a doctor in my lab who was involved in a malignant hyperthermia case. I’ll contact him for you, he could give you some constructive advice during the surgery.”

Ji Mulan’s condition was nowhere near as complicated as Shen Qing’s. With a bit of luck, she could be saved; the key was the medication and the presence of someone with experience in treating malignant hyperthermia.

Compared to Shen Qing, she had more “buffs” to her advantage. After all, there weren’t many doctors in Jiangjing who had experience with malignant hyperthermia.

“Bai Lian,” not far away, Dean Huang was talking to a professor from the physics department with his hands behind his back, but when he saw Bai Lian, he stopped.

Bai Lian, holding her computer, greeted Dean Huang politely, “Dean Huang.”

Dean Huang’s gaze fell on the computer in her hands, and his brows twitched.

Zhongxing has research in various fields, and this computer had no logo. It was a very simple, ordinary looking black ultrathin laptop, unlike the ones Zhongxing released to the public.

But as a student of Academician Ma, Dean Huang had seen this computer more than once.

“Where are you headed?” Dean Huang struggled to shift his gaze away from the laptop.

“I’m leaving the campus,” even when facing the dean of her college, Bai Lian was straightforward, “I have something to attend to.”

“Be safe,” Dean Huang said warmly, unsure whether Bai Lian was going to meet Academician Ma, “How is your exam preparation going?”

“Not bad,” Bai Lian spotted the car turning from the left and bid farewell to Dean Huang, “Dean Huang, my ride’s here, I must go.”

She got into the car.

Dean Huang stood in place, watching the black car Bai Lian boarded with a very distinctive license plate.

He had a hunch.

The professor standing next to Dean Huang had remained silent up until now, and only after the black car had driven away did he speak, “Bai Lian… Is she this year’s high school valedictorian?”

Upon hearing this, Dean Huang smiled.

The professor walked behind Dean Huang and couldn’t help but glance back in the direction the black car had taken.

**

The driver was Ming Dongheng.

He had just driven Jiang Fulai away from Jiang University when Bai Lian’s call came in.