University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 441 - 361: PhD Students Eating Fried Chicken Skewers!_2

Yi Ran blocked the cameraman with his hand.

Seeing this scene.

The cameraman couldn’t help but sigh, "Dr. Chen, I’m a person with a sense of boundaries, I would never rush in with a camera without permission."

Chen Mu looked up, "Oh?"

Actually, Chen Mu didn’t want to be suspicious of others like this.

But even as an outsider like him.

Knew that the poop doctor might soon become a brand new internet sensation.

If it does become an internet sensation.

If this doctor’s face is exposed, things might get bad.

Eating fried chicken strips is just a small issue.

We shouldn’t let it impact this doctor’s future life in other ways.

Facing Chen Mu’s clearly untrusting eyes.

For a moment.

The cameraman felt even more wronged.

Quite helplessly.

He began to explain himself, "Dr. Chen, our crew cares about the students’ privacy at Hai City University as well."

"If I were to rush in with a camera at a time like this, I’d lose my job."

Chen Mu: "..."

The cameraman felt more aggrieved, "When I lose my job, the crew will say I’m just a temp, that all my mistakes have nothing to do with them."

Chen Mu: "..."

Cameraman: "I don’t need to gamble my career for the crew’s popularity."

Chen Mu: "..."

The cameraman had explained to this extent.

Despite Chen Mu’s previous vigilance.

At this moment.

Chen Mu silently lowered his arm that was blocking the person.

Looked up at the sky.

Pretending that nothing had happened.

To cover up his embarrassment.

—

"If Dr. Chen hadn’t stopped him, I almost forgot that it’s important to protect the students’ privacy."

"What a pity, we won’t get to see the poop doctor’s true appearance on the live stream today."

"Actually, this is a great topic! Why doesn’t Hai City University let the poop doctor show his face?"

"The school is supposed to protect student privacy; this is what Dr. Chen and Hai City University should do."

"If the poop doctor really cares about internet fame, he’ll show his face later. If not, is it hard to respect someone else’s life?"

"Besides, even without showing his face, everyone still gets the joke! It’s just something to laugh about over tea, no need to affect a life that could be brilliant. It’s not easy studying all the way to a PhD."

"..."

—

Chen Mu hadn’t expected.

That a small, unconscious act of his could spark such a heated discussion on the internet.

At this moment, Chen Mu.

Was still immersed in the previous awkwardness.

When the white coat emerged, they stared at Chen Mu for two minutes.

Even thinking that there might be some quality issue with the ceiling at the school clinic and that Chen Mu was seriously inspecting it.

Glancing up a few times.

Not finding anything unusual.

The white coat finally approached Chen Mu, whispering, "Dr. Chen, the mask is on and I’ve explained the recording of the live stream. He doesn’t mind, so we can go in now."

Chen Mu nodded.

Just stepping into the room.

He saw a roomful of.

Pale patients, all looking at him.

Chen Mu: "..."

A white coat handed a slip of paper to Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, these are the IV drips we prepared for the patients."

"After you do a secondary check, if there are no issues, we will give the injection."

Chen Mu glanced at the paper, "Standard medications for acute gastroenteritis, as long as the patients have no history of allergies to the medications, it should be fine."

"But first, let’s confirm whether these patients have gastroenteritis."

Even though.

Given the previous circumstances.

Chen Mu felt it was more than likely.

But for caution’s sake.

It was just a confirmation.

"Which one is in the worst condition? We’ll start with the most severe."

A white coat.

Unhesitatingly pointed to a chubby guy, "While others ate one serving of fried chicken strips, this guy thought it tasted too good and ate five servings."

Chen Mu: "..."

White coat: "When they just brought him in, he couldn’t poop anything out anymore, but he was still farting non-stop. It was because of him that we urgently turned on the new ventilation system in the observation room of the school clinic."

Chen Mu: "..."

—

"Here it is, the Wolong and Fengchu principle; when there’s a Hidden Dragon like poop doctor, there must be a Fengchu of the same level."

"I’m suddenly curious about what kind of farts can have such power, leading to special ventilation because of the patient."

"This generation of internet users is really interesting; curious about everything. Are you serious about wanting to smell it yourself?"

"You could, but if you go now, it might be too late."

"???"

"I was just joking, but you’re seriously considering it?"

"These comments, cracking me up."

"I often feel out of place with you all because I’m not bizarre enough..."

"Terrifying, the comments this generation makes are truly terrifying!"

"..."

—

Even with all Chen Mu’s years.

In emergency rooms.

At the school clinic.

He considered himself well-experienced.

But hearing from the white coat beside him that because a patient was farting, they turned on the new ventilation system, he couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

The fragile students of Hai City University.

Truly...

Could frequently bring him unimaginable "surprises."

Chen Mu sighed.

He walked to the patient’s side to check their pulse.

Who would have thought.

Seeing Chen Mu approach, the patient got excited and let out a fart.

Chen Mu: "..."

Smelling the indescribable odor, Chen Mu silently got up and found himself a mask.

Put it on.

"Sorry, Dr. Chen, I really didn’t mean for it to be uncontrollable..."

The patient was also startled.

Apologizing repeatedly to Chen Mu.

But then.

"Poo! Poo!"

Two more loud farts forced everyone to stay rooted on the spot.

Chen Mu made an effort to remain composed.

Amidst the successive farts, he completed the diagnosis for the patient.

As he stood up.

He even felt somewhat dizzy, "It’s just acute gastroenteritis. You can administer the prepared medications via injection as planned."

"But remember to confirm that the patient hasn’t been drinking alcohol and has no allergy history. If there’s an allergy history, come find me again."

The white coat stared at Chen Mu.

His lips involuntarily curling up.

But alas.

Chen Mu’s expression was just too grim at the moment.

Though the white coat was almost bursting into laughter.

He suppressed his lip corners with force.

Trying hard to act not too obvious.

Yet his shoulders were betraying him with every shake.

—

"Did anyone notice, when Dr. Chen squatted, did he just manage to avoid that?"

"Comments like this might get you a visit from Dr. Chen across borders."

"That’s nothing; you work a couple of days in ICU, and while changing a pad, a patient could poop on your hand, and you’d have to hold it in."

"But the high ICU fees, doing these things is quite normal, right?"

"The money doesn’t go to us, and ICU equipment is so expensive, many hospitals run ICUs at a loss."

"It’s so expensive, yet’s a loss?"

"Yes, hospitals are often like that. Sometimes a piece of equipment that doesn’t look special costs millions..."

"I heard in hospitals, when there’s medical trouble, they hide behind expensive equipment. Those causing trouble know the cost as well and will hesitate slightly when getting rough."

"Sounds heart-wrenching..."

"..."

—

"No major issues, just a normal IV drip will do."

"This issue is also minor, a normal IV drip will be sufficient."

"This one doesn’t have any problem either..."

Chen Mu checked several patients in a row, all suffered gastroenteritis from consuming unsanitary food.

At this point.

He had slightly relaxed.

Gastroenteritis.

Wasn’t much of a problem.

As long as the school clinic administered the IV drips properly, they didn’t even need to be sent to the hospital.

After checking several patients in a row.

As Chen Mu’s mood gradually eased.

With one girl he was checking her pulse.

A brief pause.

Staring at the girl, he asked, "Excuse me, may I boldly ask, after eating the chicken strips, what exactly have you been passing?"