University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Just listening to what Mu Yao was saying.

Chen Mu almost couldn’t catch his breath.

If he had the ability,

Chen Mu wished he could fly to the apartment immediately to see if the patient was still alive.

Looking at the car roof,

Chen Mu felt that his career might really be over this time.

—

"Hiss! Even through the screen, I can feel Dr. Chen’s despair at this moment."

"How can he not be desperate? If there’s a fatality, Dr. Chen and acupuncture might have to take the blame for these fragile university students."

"Isn’t acupuncture supposed to be performed by professionals?"

"That’s for others. In some places, people do acupuncture or moxibustion on themselves at home, though moxibustion is more common and less risky."

"Those who do acupuncture on themselves may not have medical licenses, but they do know something, which is different from those who dare to try it after just reading a book!"

"Don’t say that. I feel like Dr. Chen might really resign this time..."

"Maybe Dr. Chen isn’t resigning voluntarily, but taking responsibility for promoting acupuncture on the program."

"But if he’s resigning due to someone else’s mistake, isn’t it unfair to Dr. Chen?!"

"Tsk! The world is unfair at times!"

"..."

—

Seeing Chen Mu’s devastated expression.

Mu Yao leaned against the car seat, feeling a bit hopeless, and said: "Dr. Chen, you haven’t even heard the content of that emergency call. I just prevented another disaster, haha..."

Chen Mu turned his head.

He saw Mu Yao with the same look of utter despair.

"What else did that emergency call say?"

Chen Mu couldn’t imagine.

In this situation...

Could there be anything?

More unimaginable than a patient giving themselves acupuncture and making themselves unconscious?

The corners of Mu Yao’s lips twitched.

Then, with a bit of helplessness, she said: "When I got the emergency call, the patient’s roommate told me that the campus hospital was also very busy. They said they didn’t really need doctors to come, just some remote guidance would do."

"Remote guidance?"

Listening to Mu Yao’s explanation,

Chen Mu had some small guesses forming in his mind.

It’s just that...

From Chen Mu’s perspective, he still found it hard to believe.

That students in school, in the event of an incident, could say something so foolish.

Under Chen Mu’s slightly incredulous gaze, Mu Yao spoke ruthlessly, "That student’s general idea was that, in his view, his roommate’s current unconscious state was pretty much like a computer crash."

"He often plays games in the dormitory."

"Usually, when the computer crashes, you just restart it."

Chen Mu: "..."

Mu Yao: "The classmate who made himself unconscious also left some unused disposable acupuncture needles. He meant to ask me where the human body’s restart acupuncture point is, so he could help with a needle. No need to trouble us to go there."

Chen Mu: "..."

—

"I don’t understand medicine, so I think this fragile university student makes a good point?!"

"With this logic, everyone just needs to learn the restart acupuncture point. When someone around us comes across a life-threatening situation, a one-key restart, and they’re back to bouncing around happily."

"Although... restarting a computer and a person isn’t the same, right..."

"A human ’restart’ might mean choosing a reincarnation place directly?"

"Wow, these fragile university students are brave. If I encountered someone in a life-threatening situation, I’d stay far away. But he dared to try acupuncture?!"

"Dr. Mu: If I knew where the restart button was, would there even be a need for you?!"

"A single sentence made two doctors question life. This guy’s quite something."

"Maybe not just two doctors. Our department’s people who were on break were having a dinner gathering, and when our director heard that line, he started to question life too..."

"..."

—

Chen Mu took a deep breath.

Took out his phone.

His hand slightly trembling, he opened his WeChat page, "No, I need to contact Secretary Lu."

Mu Yao: "Huh?"

Following that.

Mu Yao heard Chen Mu’s voice, somewhat on the brink of collapse, "Change the school rules! The university’s regulations need a thorough revision!"

"From today, Hai City University’s students are not allowed to privately use acupuncture needles or such medical equipment!"

Mu Yao: "..."

*

Pointed at the live broadcast camera next to Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, I’m now not only worried about Hai City University."

Like suddenly realizing something.

With disbelief, she widened her eyes.

Turned her head.

And faced the live broadcast camera right in front of her, having a glaring contest.

—

"???"

"What?! What does Mu Yao mean, does she mean to say that the viewers in the live broadcast might also try to mimic acupuncture?"

"What a joke, the viewers in the live broadcast aren’t fools!!!"

"Those claiming they’re not fools, have you forgotten how many people swallowed light bulbs after He Congming did it?!"

"But... it’s impossible that anyone in the live broadcast would actually try acupuncture on themselves, right?!"

"Well... I actually bought acupuncture needles... mainly because it looked so simple in the live broadcast..."

"Wow, there’s actually a brave soul?!"

"No, you’ve only seen doctors using acupuncture in traditional medicine, hasn’t anyone noticed even those studying the field sometimes nearly paralyze themselves with it?"

"That was because the intern was too inexperienced!"

"No way, no way, even the most inexperienced intern is a legitimate graduate student from Hai City University of Traditional Medicine, a proper doctor who studied systematically. No one would think they’re better than an intern from Hai City University after watching a few live broadcasts, would they? No way! No way!!!"

"..."

—

Chen Mu held his aching head.

Chen Mu: "I don’t have the energy to think about this now, Dr. Mu, please, can you tell Reporter Su all your recent guesses truthfully? She will contact the program team to do public education online."

Mu Yao nervously took out her phone.

Messaged Su Bingbing.

As she was messaging, Mu Yao kept muttering to herself: "Hope it’s not too late... hope that no patient has started learning from the fragile university student yet..."

Chen Mu: "..."

Almost couldn’t catch his breath!