University Doctor and His Fragile Patients-Chapter 238 - 213: Filthy Rich at Home, Yet You Work Yourself Into Pneumonia?

"Wow!"

Hearing about nearly two years of fever history.

The surrounding onlookers in white coats all involuntarily let out sounds of shock.

Only Chen Mu.

Stumbled again.

Luckily, Su Bingbing was quick-eyed and deft, supporting Chen Mu.

Otherwise, Chen Mu might have had another embarrassing fall at the school hospital!

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"Oh my! Putting myself in Dr. Chen's shoes, I'm about to go insane right now!"

"About to clock off work, and a ton of help arrived so I could go home for some restful sleep..."

"And then, right at this moment, the most severe case comes in. Unbelievable!"

"This Che Liang is really fearless; even if it's intermittent fever, it's been two years!"

"When I saw him carrying acetaminophen tablets, I already sensed it was unusual, but I never imagined it would be this unusual..."

"..."

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"Damn it..."

Always reminding himself to mind his image in front of the live broadcast camera, Chen Mu.

At this moment.

Couldn't help but let some emotion slip, uttering a small curse.

His mental state totally crumbled.

"Two years of intermittent fever!"

"Even if you think going to the hospital might cost a lot, you could at least come to the school hospital and let me take a look at you!"

Ever since Chen Mu started practicing medicine.

He asked himself if he had seen many absurd patients.

But...

No one as absurd as Che Liang before!

The school hospital doesn't even charge fees!

And yet, with intermittent fever for two years, he didn't come for a check-up at the school hospital?!

"Dr. Chen..."

Seeing Chen Mu's state, as if on the brink of exploding.

Behind the unseen part of the camera.

Su Bingbing carefully tugged at Chen Mu's sleeve.

Chen Mu lightly shook his head, saying, "I'm sorry, I might not have controlled my emotions well just now..."

This was all under the live broadcast camera.

If he really continued to vent his anger at Che Liang.

The subsequent wave of criticism from netizens alone could drown him in their saliva!

Carrying the person into the school hospital.

A crowd of white coats belatedly turned to look at Chen Mu.

"Dr. Chen, where should we take the patient?"

"To the observation room, or the school clinic?"

Chen Mu sighed, "Observation room, then."

"The school clinic has only one exam bed, and there's already a patient there now."

The white coats all nodded in unison.

Chen Mu casually grabbed a volunteer wearing a red armband, "Go see what Mu Yao is doing, ask her to come down and take a look at this patient."

Chen Mu's voice.

Quite unluckily.

Was overheard by a white coat walking a little behind them.

The white coat turned back, looking at Chen Mu with full skepticism, "Dr. Chen, why are you calling a student from Hai City University of Traditional Medicine over?"

"We have so many people here with nothing to do."

"Could it be..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

He was interrupted by Chen Mu, "I'm asking her to come understand the patient's pulse, do you know how to take pulses?"

White coat: "..."

Being a student of modern medicine, he really didn't know.

Chen Mu knew the other person had no ill intentions and just said, "Later, if we can get patient consent, I'll give each of you a chance to listen to the lung sounds."

"As for the rest..."

"I can't promise you anything."

With that said.

Chen Mu put his hands in his pockets and entered the school hospital's observation room.

Some volunteers in the observation room were still meticulously explaining the storage situation of the medications to the white coats willing to work the night shift for free.

And other essential points to note.

"The fever-reducing injection is on the cabinet at the back, someone should recognize it, right?"

Chen Mu took the forehead thermometer and "beeped" it against Che Liang's forehead.

Thirty-eight point one degrees.

In just a few short steps, the temperature had risen a little.

"Dr. Chen, the fever-reducing injection."

A bespectacled girl had already been standing by the medicine cabinet early on.

As soon as Chen Mu finished speaking, she successfully retrieved the fever-reducing injection.

Prompting envious glances from fellow peers nearby.

Chen Mu couldn't help but give the girl an admiring look, he had noticed earlier outside.

When almost all the white coats surrounded Che Liang.

Only this girl, after seeing him come out, chose to return to the school hospital.

Instead of continuing to stand around with the other white coats.

When entering the observation room earlier.

Chen Mu had also noticed.

The girl had been standing by the medicine cabinet, interacting with the school's volunteers.

Chen Mu looked at the girl and asked, "Classmate, what's your name?"

With arched eyebrows and eyes, the girl said, "Dr. Chen, my name is Zhou Qiqi!"

Chen Mu turned to look at Che Liang on the bed, "Have you had a fever-reducing injection before?"

Che Liang nodded.

Chen Mu continued to ask, "Any history of allergies?"

Che Liang shook his head, "No."

Chen Mu started to draw the privacy curtain.

"Dr. Chen, the fever-reducing injection is still with me!"

Seeing Chen Mu go in, with the medicine and needle still in her hand.

Zhou Qiqi felt a bit anxious.

Chen Mu's voice came from behind the privacy curtain, "Zhou Qiqi, come in and give him a fever-reducing injection!"

"Thank you, Dr. Chen!"

Che Liang's struggling voice was heard from inside the curtain: "Dr. Chen, I'm a guy..."

"You're having a female doctor give me a shot in the butt?"

Chen Mu's cold voice came from behind the curtain: "Why have you not visited the school hospital despite having intermittent fevers for two years?"

"Uh..."

Che Liang was stunned for a moment by Chen Mu's words.

He directly gave up fighting this time.

"Dr. Chen, I think the doctor's gender isn't really that important..."

Inside the curtain.

A soft laughter from a girl was heard, along with the sound of tearing open a medicine package.

Outside the privacy curtain.

Su Bingbing looked at the large group of people in white coats in the room.

Almost everyone.

Was looking at Zhou Qiqi behind the curtain with eyes full of envy.

They had all come together.

They hadn't even touched the patient, and Zhou Qiqi was already giving an injection.

Su Bingbing shook her head somewhat helplessly.

This group of students who had yet to leave school seriously needed a long time to adapt to the survival mode of the workplace.

Many times.

There's only one opportunity, but many are waiting for it.

If you can't achieve an irreplaceable position and ability in the eyes of your superiors.

Then you have to be a bit more proactive to seize the opportunities everyone else is waiting for.

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The privacy curtain opened.

Che Liang, extremely embarrassed, covered his face with both hands.

Clearly.

He still hadn't recovered from the embarrassment of having a female doctor give him a fever-reducing injection.

"Che, I have many intern doctors here."

"They want to listen to your heart and lung sounds, is that okay?"

Chen Mu did not overlook the eager looks from behind him.

He offered to ask on behalf of the white coats.

Che Liang glanced at those in white coats.

He let go of his hands covering his face, gave a bitter smile, and then said, "Anyway, I can't work now; whatever..."

Chen Mu stepped aside.

The white coats lined up conscientiously.

The person at the front of the line approached Che Liang cautiously.

Fearing to disturb the patient they had finally lined up for.

"Dr. Chen."

Mu Yao hurried down from upstairs, holding a bottle of iced cola.

Chen Mu raised his hand to take it: "Thank you, Dr. Mu."

Mu Yao pointed upstairs, "Just now a lot of students delivered traditional Chinese medicine, we've already registered them all."

Chen Mu nodded.

Mu Yao looked in the direction of Che Liang, then at Chen Mu beside her: "Is that the patient you asked me to come down to see?"

Chen Mu took a sip of cola: "Intermittent fever for two years."

Mu Yao was dumbfounded: "Isn't that similar to Yan Zhi's situation?"

"Dr. Chen, are you sure the person you want to call over is me?"

"And not..."

Mu Yao gestured upstairs.

With a hint of guilt in her expression.

As a newcomer doctor with little clinical experience, getting to handle some serious cases to accumulate experience.

Is naturally good.

But...

Mu Yao was well aware of her own abilities.

Facing such a severe patient, she has no capability to treat them yet.

The answer to Mu Yao.

Was a cold snort from Chen Mu: "Not even your teachers can save a self-destructive..."

"This patient is way more absurd than Yan Zhi, hasn't even been to a hospital once in these two years."

Mu Yao was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

She even doubted her ears.

Staring blankly in Che Liang's direction.

Wanting to open Che Liang's head and see what exactly he was thinking.

While a group of white coats were listening to lung sounds, Chen Mu also lowered his head to write on paper the tests Che Liang needed to do, which could be done at the school hospital.

"After they finish auscultation, take two boys with you to carry him upstairs for tests."

"These are the tests he needs."

"The follow-up is up to you."

The note was slapped into Mu Yao's hand.

Chen Mu with his hands in his pockets, started walking out.

Lan Lan noticed the signal from Chen Mu.

Quickly followed him out.

In front of the school hospital, Chen Mu frowned, "Lan Lan, how much do you know about Che Liang's situation?"

Lan Lan: "Not much."

"Dr. Chen, you can ask, whatever I know, I won't keep anything from you."

Chen Mu thought of Che Liang's heavy workload with part-time jobs, "Is Che Liang an impoverished student?"

"Huh?"

Lan Lan was rarely asked such a question.

Couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Dr. Chen, Che Liang's family owns a building in the Imperial Capital, do you think such a person could be an impoverished student?"

Chen Mu was somewhat puzzled.

A few seconds later.

He couldn't help but continue asking: "Do his family normally provide him with living expenses?"

Lan Lan nodded: "My dad has business dealings with his father, at a New Year's banquet I overheard them chatting once."

"Che Liang has a monthly allowance in the five digits, which should be quite sufficient for a university student."

This time Chen Mu was the one whose mind was boggled, "Huh?"

Can someone tell him.

Why someone who isn't short on money would exhaust themselves to the point of having a fever for two years and not go to the hospital?

He genuinely could not understand his patient!