University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 440 - 361: Eating Fried Chicken Strips—Even Doctoral Students Do It!

Just when Chen Mu was left speechless.

The white coat next to Chen Mu glanced at him cautiously.

Then spoke up, "Dr. Chen, you might not believe this if I told you..."

Chen Mu: "Hmm?"

Chen Mu felt that the crispy university students had already given him enough shocks.

As of today.

Nothing should be surprising enough to shock him anymore.

But when Chen Mu heard clearly what the white coat beside him said, he stopped in his tracks once more.

The white coat beside him said.

"Dr. Chen, among the group going to eat fried chicken strips to relieve themselves, there’s actually a current PhD student from Hai City University."

Chen Mu was silent for a moment, "Is this PhD student, a legitimate one..."

—

"That’s hilarious, Dr. Chen must be starting to question Hai City University’s teaching standards."

"It’s one thing for the crispy students to go eat fried chicken strips, but Dr. Chen probably never expected that someone even at the PhD level would pay this kind of ’idiot tax’. "

"Is there a possibility, though, that even PhD students get constipated?"

"Hahahahaha!!!!"

"Someone smart has already given this PhD student a nickname: Pooping PhD! Hahahaha!!!"

"I wonder if ’Constipated PhD’ might sound a bit nicer?"

"As everyone knows, a nickname given in youth might stick with you for life."

"Is this the modern version of a ’poop stick’? Hahahaha!!!"

"..."

—

It’s no wonder that such a cautious person like Chen Mu.

Says stuff like this in front of the camera.

Chen Mu has always thought that anyone who can get into a PhD program is quite smart.

For a moment.

Chen Mu couldn’t help but think in his mind.

Is there...

Could there be a possibility...

That this Poop PhD was originally a really smart person.

But because they came to Hai City University to study.

Fell under the influence of Hai City University’s feng shui, and thus ended up joining the other crispy students to go eat fried chicken strips?

Such a thought.

Had just appeared in Chen Mu’s mind.

He lifted his hand to smack his forehead.

Absurd!

Too absurd!

He’s really been influenced by the netizens’ line of thinking.

To have these thoughts about Hai City University.

Hai City University is a fine place, there’s nothing wrong with its feng shui!

The white coat beside Chen Mu.

Looked at the frustrated Chen Mu with some sympathy.

And felt grateful in his heart.

Thankfully.

He planned to work at a hospital, not to find a university and become a campus doctor.

Avoiding having to face the kind of trouble Dr. Chen deals with every day.

Keeping this in mind.

The white coat’s gaze towards Chen Mu became even more sympathetic.

"Dr. Chen, we raised questions similar to yours, even verified this student’s ID and other information. He really is a current PhD student at Hai City University."

"He’s now in the observation room downstairs, waiting for an IV drip, and you’ll be able to see him soon."

Chen Mu: "..."

Is there a possibility.

That he doesn’t want to see this Poop PhD at all?

"Dr. Chen, let’s hurry, there are many other students waiting for us."

Chen Mu: "..."

—

"I can feel Dr. Chen’s struggle, he really doesn’t want to face the crispy students at school..."

"If it were you, you probably wouldn’t want to either. Hai City University’s reputation has taken a hit because of these crispy students."

"Yeah, yeah, many people say that going to Hai City University will ruin your mind."

"???

"Aren’t we all just observing the spectacle? Why the personal attacks? I dare say, in terms of taking care of crispy students, Hai City University is at the forefront in the country, and the school has made great efforts to protect these crispy students, right?"

"Do you really think only crispy students are fragile? My colleague, a thirty-year-old man, just clocked in at the company and immediately collapsed at the entrance. Fainted due to low blood sugar and gave himself a concussion. The company even organized a hospital visit today."

"We all have to face what’s ahead, Dr. Chen can’t escape this..."

"..."

—

"Student, who is your advisor?"

"Does Hai City University even have a Chinese medicine program? When I applied for my PhD, I was thinking of trying out at Hai City University."

"Student, can you share your thought process when you decided to eat fried chicken strips?"

"How long have you been constipated to resort to such extreme measures?"

Chen Mu and the white coat beside him had just reached the door of the observation room.

Voices could already be heard from inside.

Without even peeking in, Chen Mu could already guess who the white coats inside were concerned about.

He sighed with some helplessness.

But when the cameraman following him was about to enter the observation room, he lifted his hand to stop him.

"Dr. Chen???"

The cameraman who was stopped gave Chen Mu a perplexed look.

Not that he minded Chen Mu’s blocking him.

But previously.

In such scenarios.

Dr. Chen always allowed filming by the program team.

Facing the puzzled look of the cameraman.

Chen Mu courteously nodded, "Sorry, please wait a moment."

As he said.

Chen Mu turned his head towards the white coat beside him, "Could you please go in first and find a mask for that PhD student?"

"Oh, oh, sure, Dr. Chen."

The white coat slipped into the school hospital’s observation room.

While Chen Mu calmly stood outside the door.