Chapter 80
Xie Xiaoxiao suddenly broke free from Xie Lan's shackles, staggered forward, and her fingers painted with scarlet nail polish almost poked Mu Qingxuan's face.
"Professor Zhou, you've arrived just in time!"
The girl's chest rose and fell violently, and her carefully groomed ponytail was half loose. "This woman was late for class and then made up a lie about saving someone! She doesn't even have the most basic integrity. She is not worthy of attending the seminar at all!"
Her voice was so sharp that it almost broke, and her saliva splashed on Mu Qingxuan's shoulder.
Zhou Zhishang looked at Mu Qingxuan hesitantly.
He was about to speak when Sheng Jingyu beside him suddenly grabbed his arm, his knuckles turning white.
The usually calm associate professor breathed rapidly, his eyes brightening dramatically: "Teacher Zhou..."
The two men came together, Sheng Jingyu lowered his voice and whispered quickly in Zhou Zhishang's ear.
As the words fell, Zhou Zhishang's originally frowned brows instantly relaxed, his cloudy eyes widened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed his saliva.
“It’s her!”
Zhou Zhishang suddenly shook off Sheng Jingyu's hand and strode forward.
His eyes swept across Mu Qingxuan like a searchlight, finally stopping on her calm face.
"Do you admit the accusation made by that young comrade?"
Mu Qingxuan straightened her back, and her eyes were as clear as spring water when she looked at Zhou Zhishang.
"I don't admit it."
She raised her hand and tidied up her hair: "From the beginning to the end, it was Miss Xie who was pestering me for no reason."
Mu Qingxuan turned sideways and gestured to the people around her: "If Professor Zhou doesn't believe it, you can ask everyone here."
"You're talking nonsense!" Xie Xiaoxiao screamed and rushed over, but was stopped by Xie Lan with quick eyes and hands.
Veins popped out of her arms under her moon-white cheongsam. Xie Lan gritted her teeth and whispered in her sister's ear: "Enough! Stop it!"
But Xie Xiaoxiao struggled like crazy, her face twisted: "Professor Zhou, you can't listen to her one-sided words! She is a liar! A liar!"
Xie Xiaoxiao's crying continued in the banquet hall, and Sheng Jingyu's face suddenly turned gloomy.
He pursed his lips and glanced coldly at Xie Xiaoxiao who was making a scene. Then he waved to the security guard nearby, his tone low and serious.
"Take her out and don't let her disrupt the order of the seminar."
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.
Xie Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then she fought back desperately.
"Why do you do that?"
Xie Xiaoxiao's face flushed, tears still hung in her eyes, and she stared at him in disbelief: "I'm exposing a liar!"
She struggled to shake off the security guard's hand, and the hem of her skirt was wrinkled into a ball.
Sheng Jingyu strode forward, looking at Xie Xiaoxiao with sharp eyes, his voice steady but filled with anger.
"Because the person Mu Qingxuan saved was Professor Zhou Zhishang, my teacher."
His words were concise and powerful, and every word was clear.
The entire banquet hall fell into deathly silence.
Everyone turned their eyes to Mu Qingxuan, then to Zhou Zhishang.
Someone covered his mouth in astonishment and suddenly realized something.
He murmured, "No wonder Professor Zhou doesn't look well. He looks like he has just recovered from a serious illness."
Others echoed.
"From the beginning, I felt that Comrade Mu didn't look like he was lying. After all, he was brought here by Professor Zhuang, so we should give him some consideration."
"Comrade Xie is not even a doctor and knows nothing about Chinese medicine, yet he is making such a fuss."
"Maybe someone instructed me to do this..."
Everyone glanced at Xie Lan meaningfully.
Xie Lan's face was pale and he was about to collapse.
She subconsciously took two steps to the side, trying to stay away from Xie Xiaoxiao, as if she wanted to distance herself from her.
Xie Xiaoxiao froze, her face lost all color, and her lips trembled slightly.
She murmured, "How could it be..."
Xie Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze, tears flowing uncontrollably again.
Sheng Jingyu stopped looking at her and just gestured to the security guard.
The security guards carried the distraught Xie Xiaoxiao out. Her steps were unsteady and her heels made messy noises as they hit the ground.
As the door of the banquet hall slowly closed, Xie Xiaoxiao disappeared from everyone's sight, and only the discussions at the scene remained.
Zhuang Pingchun's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and he coughed softly to break the deadlock: "The seminar will begin soon, so everyone should take their seats."
She walked to Mu Qingxuan, sighed, and said comfortingly: "I really wronged you today."
Mu Qingxuan shook her head: "It's okay, I just think it's ridiculous."
A layman suddenly pestered her like a mad dog for no reason.
Mu Qingxuan didn't feel wronged, she just felt unlucky.
Zhuang Pingchun moved his lips, wanting to say something, but swallowed his words back.
She glanced at Xie Lan inconspicuously, a hint of deep thought flashing in her eyes.
Sheng Jingyu smiled and nodded at Mu Qingxuan.
Mu Qingxuan smiled gratefully.
If Sheng Jingyu hadn't come over suddenly and driven Xie Xiaoxiao out with force, she would probably have been entangled and unable to escape.
Mu Qingxuan was also very surprised. She didn't expect that the person she rescued on the roadside would turn out to be a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
After the seminar.
Sheng Jingyu hurriedly trotted over to Mu Qingxuan, his eyes bright and his tone gentle and intimate: "Comrade Mu, I wonder if it would be convenient for you to come to the lounge at the back and chat with the teacher?"
Mu Qingxuan raised her eyes and looked over.
When meeting Mu Qingxuan's gaze, Sheng Jingyu's smile widened a little.
He explained: "You left in such a hurry that I didn't have the chance to thank you properly."
"Comrade Mu, please give us a chance to express our gratitude."
Zhuang Pingchun also patted Mu Qingxuan on the shoulder and encouraged her, "Go ahead. This is a good opportunity."
Zhuang Pingchun himself has already accepted the position of vice president of Capital University, so there is no chance for him to develop a deeper relationship with Zhou Zhishang.
But if Mu Qingxuan was lucky enough to be noticed by Zhou Zhishang and selected to study in his laboratory.
This is definitely an opportunity for Mu Qingxuan to rise to the top!
Mu Qingxuan then nodded gently and agreed: "Okay. Please lead the way."
The two left the noisy banquet hall and walked into a quiet lounge.
The carved wooden door slowly closed behind him, blocking out the noise outside the banquet hall.
The lounge was filled with a faint scent of agarwood. Zhou Zhishang was half leaning on a mahogany carved chair, with the collar of his navy blue Zhongshan suit slightly open, revealing his pale neck.
Hearing the footsteps, the old man's cloudy eyes lit up instantly. He wanted to get up to greet them, but was suddenly caught by a violent cough. He bent over and let out a series of suppressed coughs.
"Teacher!" Sheng Jingyu rushed forward in two steps, gently patted the old man's back with his slender fingers, and picked up the celadon teacup on the table with his other hand.
"Slow down, drink some water."
The hot steam of the tea lingered between the two of them. Zhou Zhishang took the cup tremblingly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with difficulty.
Mu Qingxuan stood a few steps away, her eyes fixed on the old man's heaving chest.
She bit her lower lip lightly, the corner of her clothes unconsciously clenched, and after a moment she quickly stepped forward: "Professor Zhou, can I take your pulse again?"
The voice was gentle but revealed an irresistible professionalism.
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