Gu Tong held the railing with one hand, a thoughtful expression on her face, her red lips moved slightly, saying: "Sheng Yiweng, prepare for attack mode!"
Attack mode?
This high-sounding mode, what on earth is it!
Everyone in the Medical Class Two felt a shiver in their hearts.
They stared intently at Sheng Yiweng, not daring to miss a single moment, and at the same time, Sheng Yiweng's expression began to change.
The fierce expression on Sheng Yiweng's face finally started to thaw; his eyes returned to normal, and a smile appeared on his lips, no different from his usual expression.
Seemingly harmless.
However, the eight people of Medical Class Two were not fooled by this expression.
After all, just now, Sheng Yiweng was enough to scare them.
Now there's something called attack mode, they must be on high alert, their hearts already in their throats, fear spreading through every nerve.
