Hu Jinghuan probably didn't expect to be exposed by Nan Yu, and he instantly became angry and said, "What kind of attitude do you have? How dare you treat your teacher like this? Which school dares to keep you?"

Hu Jinghuan called for someone as he said this, "Expel her from school! Go and do it right away."

"Wait a moment!"

As soon as Hu Jinghuan finished speaking, Song Yanyu walked in from the outside, followed by Lan Xinnuo, Qi Zhihui and Yu Wenyin.

Lan Xinnuo and the others quickly walked up to Nan Yu and asked in a low voice: "Nan Yu, are you okay?"

Nan Yu: "What can happen?"

"Why are you here?"

Qi Zhihui: "Xinnuo was worried about you. He hurried over after you left. He met Teacher Song at the door and came with him."

Nan Yu nodded.

Hu Jinghuan looked at Song Yanyu who suddenly came in, and took on the dean's attitude, "Teacher Song, we are dealing with things here. Isn't it appropriate for you to come here?"

Song Yanyu has always been at odds with Hu Jinghuan. Others are afraid of his vice-dean's power, but he is not afraid. "Vice-dean Hu, Nan Yu will be my student after school starts. I have the responsibility and the qualifications to take care of this matter."

""And it's not appropriate to fire Nan Yu before the matter is clarified, isn't it? "

Hu Jinghuan: "Is there anything unclear now? She injured the hands of two classmates because of a blackboard drawing area. I should expel her."

Song Yanyu looked at him coldly after hearing this. It was clear that Hu Jinghuan wanted to take the opportunity to fire Nan Yu.

As the acting dean of the medical school, he expelled two students from his own school because of two students from another school without even investigating the matter. He didn't ask anyone else to ask, and he just accepted other people's words.

He couldn't even compare to Shen Deyou, the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts who was sitting across from him.

If it weren't Qian Zhuyue who had the accident today, and if her father hadn't donated money to the Academy of Fine Arts some time ago, Shen Deyou might not have come so diligently to the medical school to seek justice for the students.

But no matter what his reasons were, he at least chose to protect his students.

But this Hu Jinghuan couldn't even compare to him. The students in his college were bullied first, and they said they couldn't beat people just because of a place.

Even if Nan Yu is wrong, is the other party right? It was obviously the other party's person who made the first move.

In his opinion, this Hu Jinghuan was just avenging his private revenge.

Song Yanyu gestured to Lan Xinnuo behind him, "Classmate Lan Xinnuo, please tell me what happened that day."

Lan Xinuo: "Vice President Hu, it was Qian Zhuyue and Xia Shuyun who grabbed the territory of our medical school that day, and they also injured Mao Nianzhen's hand."

Hu Jinghuan felt guilty when he heard this and glanced at Qian Zhuyue over there. Why didn't he know about this?

Qian Zhuyue heard this and said quickly: "We just accidentally touched classmate Mao Nianzhen's hand that day, and there was nothing serious about her hand. It was not like Shu Yun's, which was so serious..."

Qian Zhuyue said this without any fear. After that day, she inquired about Mao Nianzhen's injury and found out that she was fine at all and it was Nan Yu who scared her.

Hu Jinghuan straightened up his back immediately after hearing this, "Yes, Mao Nianzhen's hands are fine, but Xia Shuyun's hands were beaten so hard by her that they were considered criminal, and they were almost crippled. She was too cruel."

Hu Jinghuan said and threw an injury assessment report in front of them, "Read it for yourselves!"

Song Yanyu picked up the appraisal report, looked at it carefully, then looked at Nan Yu and nodded to her, indicating that the report was true.

After Nan Yu received Song Yanyu's message, he glanced at Xia Shuyun, and sure enough he saw her swollen hand. He knew how badly injured it was without even checking.

Nan Yu slowly raised the corners of her lips, trying really hard to frame her.

She doesn’t want her future art career?

Song Yanyu took the report and said, "Even if Nan Yu was wrong, it was to protect his classmates. After all, they were the ones who made the mistake first. How important are the hands of medical students? Vice President Hu, you don't know, right?"

"Should we handle it appropriately?"

And the reason why Song Yanyu dared to say this was because she was sure that Nan Yu would never destroy Xia Shuyun's hand.

She knows how important a pair of hands is to people like art students or medical students who value their hands very much.

The reason why she took care of this matter was because Mao Nianzhen's hand was injured by them, which angered her.

Before Hu Jinghuan could speak, Shen Deyou, who was sitting next to Qian Zhuyue and Xia Shuyun, spoke up, "Teacher Song, what you said is wrong. Your medical students' hands are important, but aren't our art students' hands important?" "

"Qian Zhuyue is the hope of our Academy of Fine Arts. She is many times better than Nan Yu from your academy."

When Shen Deyou said this, he looked at Nan Yu with disdain in his eyes. How did a little gangster get into Imperial College?

Song Yanyu got angry when he heard this, "Dean Shen, what do you mean? As a teacher, why are you still discriminating?"

"How do you know Nan Yu is not the hope of our medical school?"

Hu Jinghuan snorted softly when he heard this, "Just her? Isn't she qualified?"

Song Yanyu glared at Hu Jinghuan, was she unqualified?

Nan Yu was a genius in both medical and surgical skills, even he, Hu Jinghuan, could not compare to him.

She is the successor appointed by his senior brother Jiang Tingxin. If she is not qualified, who is?

Qian Zhuyue spoke up at the right time: "I believe Nan Yu didn't hurt me intentionally, and my hand is fine. It's just that Shu Yun's hand may be a little difficult to handle. The doctor said it might affect his future painting."

Nan Yu listened to Qian Zhuyue's tea talk and sneered, should I give him a sweet date first and then a slap?

"Xia Shuyun, I didn't expect that you would be so willing to do something cruel to me for me?"

Xia Shuyun's face flashed with panic when he heard this, but he quickly covered it up under Qian Zhuyue's warning, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you mean that I would hurt my hand in order to frame you?" "

Nan Yu stared at her coldly, "You don't know how your hand was injured?"

Qian Zhuyue saw Xia Shuyun's panic and quickly held her hand, "Nan Yu, you can't slander Shu Yun like this in order to avoid your own responsibilities."

"Her hands are very important to her as an art student."

"Besides, how could someone injure his hand in order to frame someone else, and this person is an art student who needs hands."

Hu Jinghuan took out a few photos at this time, and they were clearly photos of Nan Yu when he was beating someone. "Nan Yu, stop making excuses. What you did that day was all captured on surveillance."

"I tell you, you must be expelled this time. Our Imperial College cannot tolerate students like you."

Nan Yu ignored Hu Jinghuan and just looked at the photo of her typing Xia Shuyun in front of the blackboard newspaper, "Hey, is the surveillance better again?"

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