The girl hurriedly bowed to Qin Yu, her face full of admiration as she said, "Senior Qin, hello, I'm Xiaoxiao's classmate, my name is Ding Yuanyuan."
"Ding Yuanyuan, hello. What happened to Xiaoxiao?"
Although he had already made a judgment, Qin Yu still asked.
"I don't know what's wrong with Xiaoxiao either. The hospital couldn't find the cause. Her vital signs are all very stable, but she just won't wake up."
"But I feel like she's been possessed! I remember Xiaoxiao told me one day that she had been to a haunted house."
"I really didn't know Xiaoxiao was so superstitious! To actually believe in these things! Maybe she just scared herself!"
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional.
Qin Yu narrowed his eyes—a haunted house?
It seemed his judgment had been correct.
Qin Yu stepped forward, raised his hand to check Chu Xiaoxiao's pulse, and seriously examined it. Chu Xiaoxiao's pulse was fairly normal, just a bit weak.
