Chapter 55
The noisy crowd drowned Mu Qingxuan like a tide, and the vicious words were like countless sharp needles, piercing her body.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes became red, and the scene before her eyes became blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of gray fog.
At this moment, a pair of warm and strong hands suddenly covered her face.
Then, a strong chest wrapped her tightly.
A familiar smell hits me.
It’s Huo Changfeng.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
A low and gentle voice sounded above my head, carrying a reassuring power.
Mu Qingxuan could no longer control herself, tears burst out of her eyes, soaking Huo Changfeng's clothes.
She clutched his clothes tightly as if she was grabbing the last straw, her body still twitching slightly.
Just as Huo Changfeng was about to take Mu Qingxuan away from the place of trouble, the crowd made way for him and Zhuang Pingchun walked over quickly.
She looked solemn, with a hint of worry in her eyes: "Xiao Mu, the dean wants you to come over. He wants to know the whole story."
Huo Changfeng frowned, lowered his head, and looked at Mu Qingxuan inquiringly.
Mu Qingxuan hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Huo Changfeng held Mu Qingxuan's hand and went to the office of the dean of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine with Zhuang Pingchun.
office.
Zhuang Pingchun slowly pushed open the dark brown sandalwood door, and the mixed scent of leather and traditional Chinese medicine hit him in the face.
The electric fan made a low hum, the incandescent lamp overhead crackled, and the light and shadow flickered on the dean's wrinkled face.
The ticking sound of the old-fashioned clock in the corner was particularly harsh, and every tick seemed to strike everyone's heart.
A white-haired old man sat upright on a carved pearwood chair, his snow-white beard hanging down to his chest, trembling slightly with his breathing.
He wore a pair of gold-rimmed round glasses on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses were as deep as an ancient well.
He looked at the three of them quietly.
The dean was wearing a navy blue Tang suit, with buttons fastened meticulously to his neck, and dark cloud and crane patterns embroidered on his cuffs. His majesty was evident in his every move.
He reached out and picked up a newspaper on the table, and his fingers, as dry as old branches, tapped lightly on the table, making a dull sound.
"Xiao Mu, you'd better give the college a reasonable explanation for what happened in the newspaper. The whole school is in an uproar now, and even society is paying attention to this matter."
"If things don't work out, I'm afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, it was like a heavy hammer hitting Mu Qingxuan's heart.
Mu Qingxuan took the newspaper, and what caught her eyes were overwhelming rumors: "Chinese medicine lecturer Mu Qingxuan is suspected of murder and got the job through the backdoor through her connections with the Huo family."
Under the eye-catching title are all kinds of texts that distort facts and maliciously slander.
Her face turned pale instantly.
The newspaper felt rough against my fingertips and the ink smelled pungent.
Mu Qingxuan's fingers were tightly gripping the newspaper, and her knuckles were turning white.
Huo Changfeng looked at her with pity, reached out to take the newspaper away, and blue veins bulged under his skin.
His tone was filled with undisguised anger: "It's all nonsense!"
Huo Changfeng had just arrived at the research institute today when he noticed that the researchers under him were looking at him strangely and whispering to him all the time.
Later, Li Changming took the initiative to take the newspaper.
Only then did Huo Changfeng realize that such a ridiculous thing had happened.
His eyes darkened, wondering where that person was now.
Mu Qingxuan's fingers were trembling as she gripped the edge of the newspaper. Just as she was about to explain, the dean's hand, which was covered with age spots, slammed heavily on the sandalwood table.
"Comrade Xiao Mu, don't be anxious."
His eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were as cold as iron, but his tone was still gentle.
The dean and Huo Changfeng nodded and moved their lips, but didn't say much.
He just used his eyes to ask Huo Changfeng if he wanted to sit down.
Huo Changfeng's eyes turned cold, and he ignored the Dean's eye hints and stood silently beside Mu Qingxuan.
The dean sighed.
Although he was afraid of the power of the Huo family, what happened today was really beyond his control.
If the unfair treatment gets out to the public, it might affect his and the school's reputation.
But even if he was dealt with fairly, it would make Huo Changfeng and the Huo family unhappy.
It's really difficult.
The dean sighed.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.
Zhou Su'an put his hands behind his back and was the first to step over the threshold.
Following closely behind him was Chen Hongxia, with disheveled hair and looking like a madman.
After the two of them, Gao Liyue appeared slowly in high heels.
Her scarlet nails unconsciously stroked the bag chain, and a faint sneer hung at the corner of her lips.
A hint of surprise flashed across Mu Qingxuan's eyes, and then she suddenly calmed down.
The moment she saw Gao Liyue, she suddenly understood the whole story.
It must be her doing!
Gao Liyue looked at Mu Qingxuan without restraint, her bright red lips slightly raised, as if to say:
"Let me see what you're going to do?"
When Chen Hongxia saw Mu Qingxuan, she suddenly collapsed to the ground, her gray hair scattered in front of her eyes: "My Lord! This woman killed my son!"
Her skinny palm pointed directly at Mu Qingxuan, and the hemp rope mourning belt around her wrist swept across the ground as it trembled, raising fine dust.
"Five years ago, my son just had a cold, and the same night she gave him the injection, he..."
Chen Hongxia suddenly coughed violently, and turbid tears mixed with snot flowed all over her face.
"The village doctor Wang said on the spot that the wrong Zusanli point was pierced and the patient was killed!"
Gao Liyue in the corner sneered at the right moment, her lips painted with bright lipstick curled up in contempt: "A quack doctor who takes human life lightly is qualified to stand on the podium and mislead students?"
Huo Changfeng's muscles were tense, and his knuckles under his white coat were white from being pinched.
He stared at Chen Hongxia coldly, as if Chen Hongxia was already dead.
Zhuang Pingchun adjusted his glasses and glanced at everyone's faces.
She looked at Mu Qingxuan with a somewhat nervous expression.
Zhuang Pingchun believed in his intuition that Mu Qingxuan should be a good child and would not do such a thing.
The dean's white beard trembled with his rapid breathing. His hand that was stroking the purple clay teapot suddenly tightened, and the lid of the teapot made a crisp sound.
Mu Qingxuan took a deep breath and dug her fingernails into her palms to barely steady her trembling voice: "Ms. Chen, may I ask which village you are from? I have been practicing medicine for many years and have records of all the cases I have handled, but I have never seen you before."
"I've never seen you before, how could I have killed your son?"
Mu Qingxuan asked back: "Ms. Chen, you said you came to me for treatment, then do you know which village I am from and whether my family lives in the east or the west?"
Chen Hongxia was stunned and glanced at Gao Liyue subconsciously.
After being glared at by Gao Liyue, she quickly looked away and stammered, "He should live in the east..."
Mu Qingxuan sneered: "My home is at the southernmost part of the village."
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