When the doctor saw Shi Miao, he arranged the examination with ease and said to the professors, "Don't worry, she's doing well."

Professor Zhao, who was about to get angry, couldn't help but retort, "He hasn't woken up for a whole day, and you call this a good situation?"

The doctor nodded, "No vomiting of blood this time."

"She used to vomit blood at random, and she was in a coma for over a week last time."

"Why is she so weak?" a professor asked. There was no one like Shi Miao, who fainted and vomited blood at the slightest provocation. It was a terrifying thought.

Shi Miao had been sent for a preliminary examination. The doctor sighed, "That's right. Although it's hard to believe...did she tell fortunes for someone?"

Professor Zhong nodded, his expression turning grim. Could it be that the reason was all because of fortune-telling?

"Every time she reads fortunes for people, this happens. Her relatives say it's the result of her trying to understand the will of heaven. But this girl never takes her own health seriously, and she always wants to help others when they ask for help."

Several teachers at S University had vaguely heard that Shi Miao had read a fortune for his roommate and ended up in the hospital. At the time, they thought it was just a rumor, but they never expected it to be true.

She knew the possible consequences, but in order to ensure the smooth progress of the archaeological project, she tried to conceal everything and help them.

This student, how could she be so selfless and unwilling to consider herself a little?

She really makes people cry.

So a group of emotional professors burst into tears in the hospital, calling Shi Miao's name.

When Wen Ying and Wen Chenghan received the news and rushed to the hospital, they saw these people, with an average age of over 50, crying and shouting their daughter (niece)'s name. They looked extremely sad, as if someone had died.

Wen Ying staggered and immediately felt unwell.

Miaomiao won’t be gone, right?