After the young counselor watched Doctor Kun leave, he turned around, preparing to find a chair near the ward and sit down.
But when he turned, he saw Wang Yue. Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "Student, the lights are already out for the night, aren't they? What are you doing here?"
Wang Yue could only blame himself for having such good hearing. He'd heard someone say that four freshmen at Princess Tower had gone crazy and nearly burned down their dormitory. They'd already been taken to the hospital. He immediately realized it might be Wang Ying and her roommates.
After all, people who got into Beiqing University were generally pretty smart. They shouldn't have done something as reckless as setting their dorm on fire.
The only possibility was that they'd eaten something that affected their nerves.
That reminded Wang Yue of the spicy fried mushrooms Xu Lin had brought.
He couldn't help calculating the outcome on his fingers. The conclusion he reached was both amusing and exasperating. He hadn't expected those girls to actually be facing a disaster.
Wang Yue had slipped out without a sound. Xu Xian and Qi Hang were still bent over their books, chatting about girls, completely unaware that he'd left.
When the literature department counselor asked him what he was doing, Wang Yue pointed toward the ward and said, "I heard my little sister was brought here, so I came to check on her."
When the counselor realized he was a student's family member, his expression grew tense. He hurriedly explained, "Doctor Kun just said they're all out of danger. They just need to rest overnight and be kept under observation."
Seeing the counselor's flustered expression, Wang Yue said helplessly, "I heard your conversation with the doctor just now."
The young counselor quickly explained, "You misunderstood.