University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 560 - 450: I’ll Drink Some Water, Mix in Dish Soap, and Flush My Stomach! (Part 2)

In a low voice, he questioned, "Dr. Chen, are you sure it’s really all cleaned up?"

Chen Mu frowned slightly.

He didn’t quite like patients who doubted their doctors without any reason.

Consequently, his tone was much more serious than before, "It’s impossible to completely clean it, but I can assure you that by the time you reach the hospital, you won’t be in a major problem."

"The conditions at the campus hospital are rudimentary, this is already the most appropriate treatment we can provide."

Feeling the change in Chen Mu’s tone, it was far less friendly than before.

The patient waved their hand in a panic, "Dr. Chen! I assure you, I didn’t mean to question your skills! I was merely asking some normal questions!"

Chen Mu sighed helplessly, "I didn’t say you were questioning my ability, I was just giving you a relatively straightforward answer from a doctor’s perspective."

Seeing Chen Mu and the patient stuck in a stalemate.

Mu Yao went to observe the patient.

She noticed a familiar look on the patient’s face.

It was similar to the expression she saw on the faces of those whimsical university students at the campus hospital.

A possibility flashed across Mu Yao’s mind.

This time.

Mu Yao didn’t even consult with Chen Mu for their opinion or thoughts.

Her gaze went straight to the patient, with a smile, she asked, "Classmate, can I ask, do you have some ideas on how to treat yourself?"

"I know your thoughts might not be that professional, but any medical attempt could be founded on a small conjecture."

"If you really have any ideas, you could share them, and let me and Dr. Chen evaluate its feasibility from a professional standpoint?"

Listening to Mu Yao’s words.

Chen Mu couldn’t help but take a look at the patient’s expression.

Then he glanced at Mu Yao’s smiling face.

Quietly mocking in his mind.

Is it really because she’s a campus graduate student that she understands what these whimsical university students are thinking?

Although Chen Mu was a bit helpless in his heart.

Seeing the patient’s expression relax slightly, and Mu Yao’s communication starting to show results.

It was natural that Chen Mu couldn’t speak up at this point.

He just quietly stood there.

Waiting for the patient’s response.

As the cafeteria aunties removed the curtain, due to the ongoing live stream.

Chen Mu handed the patient a mask.

Who knew.

The patient refused it.

Song Shuyu: "Dr. Chen, I don’t need this privacy!"

Song Shuyu: "What if my conjecture is really more reasonable, wouldn’t I become famous?!"

Chen Mu: "..."

Alright then.

In this age of social media, everyone has a dream of becoming famous.

Even so.

Chen Mu still handed the mask to Song Shuyu, "Go ahead, share your conjecture."

Song Shuyu’s eyes lit up, "Dr. Chen, look, when we wash dishes with detergent, it needs multiple rinses."

"So in my current situation, although I’ve thrown up most of the detergent."

"But shouldn’t I drink some water, and then you make me throw up again to clean my stomach thoroughly?"

Chen Mu, Mu Yao: "..."

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"Wow, from an ordinary patient’s perspective, I think this girl’s logic makes sense, and she’s very clever!"

"Youngsters should be like this, boldly putting forward hypotheses, because what if it’s really more reliable."

"A fresh mind really is useful, it seems Dr. Chen got cornered this time!"

"When she started talking, my thoughts were quite similar to hers, but while you’re praising Song Shuyu’s idea, did none of you notice Dr. Chen’s and Dr. Mu’s expressions?"

"I think Dr. Chen and Dr. Mu seem to feel like they’ve heard an utterly unreasonable conjecture."

"From a professional doctor’s angle, this idea might not be that reliable?"

"This girl seems to understand stomach pumping..."

"I can only say this..."

"Honestly, the emergency room of hospitals and campus hospitals both train doctors’ resilience, many bizarre cases can be more exciting than the internet."

"True enough, emergency wards of hospitals, obstetrics, and a law firm makes for a real gossip haven."

"If you want to gossip, you have to sacrifice your hair first, roared a law student in tears!"

"..."

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Mu Yao gave Chen Mu a probing look.

Trying to ask.

Dr. Chen, are you going to explain it, or should I?

Seeing Chen Mu still maintain a silent pose.

This time.

Mu Yao had her answer.

Chen Mu evidently didn’t wish to answer such a childish question.

After sighing, Mu Yao began, "Classmate, firstly from your pulse, have you recently had a cold, to the point where your taste is insensitive?"

"And to stimulate your taste buds, you’ve consumed a lot of stimulating food."

"Very spicy, very sour, very sweet, isn’t that right?"

Listening to Mu Yao’s voice.

A look of shock crossed Song Shuyu’s face, "You can tell just from taking a pulse?"

With Mu Yao nodding.

Song Shuyu was dumbfounded.

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"Help, I’m now making the same face as Song Shuyu, can no one have secrets in front of you traditional medicine practitioners in the future?"

"Is the point the secret, or isn’t it a bit scary that Mu Yao could tell? I thought only seasoned practitioners could do that, yet Mu Yao mentioned it so casually?"

"Isn’t it possible she’s already an outstanding student at Hai City University of Traditional Medicine, she’s just slightly behind someone as exceptionally talented as Dr. Chen from a family of practitioners."

"Suddenly recalled the last time I saw a traditional medicine doctor, they even identified which hand I used, and I was with my family, almost wanted to find a hole to hide in at the time..."

"No, dude, you have issues!"

"..."

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Mu Yao: "What you proposed indeed has a certain feasibility."

Song Shuyu’s eyes lit up, "Then!"

She didn’t finish her words.

Just to be interrupted by Mu Yao’s firm tone, "There might be feasibility, but it doesn’t suit you."

Song Shuyu protested, "Why not?"

Mu Yao: "When you go to the hospital for an endoscopy, you’ll probably find some gastritis along the way."

Mu Yao: "You’d still need a gastric lavage and endoscopy at the hospital afterward. Your stomach can’t handle too much tinkering right now. There might be feasibility, but it doesn’t suit your situation."

Seeing Song Shuyu still having a discontented look.

Chen Mu interjected coolly, "If you really want to try, it’s possible, just sign a waiver for us, and we could consider treating you according to your plan."

Upon hearing this from Chen Mu.

Song Shuyu, who was just trying to bring some amusement to everyone, was immediately deflated.

She shrank her neck, and when looking at Chen Mu, her voice was as small as a mosquito’s, "Dr. Chen, I think the medical plan you proposed is very reasonable. I not only have no objections to your current medical plan but also greatly appreciate it!"

Mu Yao looked speechlessly towards the direction of Chen Mu.

Indeed this is still Chen Mu’s domain.

The whimsical university students of Hai City University are still more scared of Chen Mu.

Receiving Mu Yao’s scrutinizing gaze, Chen Mu pulled a stool over, sitting directly next to Song Shuyu.

Only when he had stared at this girl to the point of her becoming somewhat flustered did Chen Mu leisurely start to ask, "Song, I still don’t get it, why did you put detergent in your thermos?"

Pausing for a second.

Chen Mu continued questioning, "And why drink detergent, was it out of curiosity?"

In Chen Mu’s eyes.

Drinking detergent.

It’s not something a university student would do.

It doesn’t even seem like something any sane person would do.

Chen Mu didn’t understand.

And was quite shocked.

Listening to Chen Mu’s voice, Song Shuyu belatedly realized, and looked at the live streaming camera.

Soon her expression couldn’t hold, looking as if she could cry at any moment.

Pointing at the streaming camera, "Dr. Chen, does everyone who’s watched the live stream think I’m an idiot who drinks detergent out of boredom?!"

After giving Song Shuyu a "You’ve only just realized?" look.

Chen Mu calmly nodded, "I offered you a mask, it was your choice not to take it..."

Song Shuyu despaired, "Ah! I’m dead!"

Social death!

It’s also a kind of death!