University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Feeling the low pressure emanating from Chen Mu.

The medical staff in the ambulance suddenly realized how complicated Chen Mu’s feelings were now.

There was a high possibility that he wasn’t in the mood to joke around with them.

So they didn’t continue discussing it, trying to maintain as much silence as possible.

But before long,

thinking about those rumors floating around on the internet,

they couldn’t help but want to comfort this poor colleague.

"Dr. Chen, actually, you don’t have to put so much pressure on yourself. The chief physicians from all our departments are basically in the hospital, waiting for this patient."

"However, the initial treatment is somewhat complex, and it might require you and Dr. Chen to share some of the initial thoughts."

As he spoke,

the doctor from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital looked at Chen Mu with a bit more anticipation.

In the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospitals of every city,

there are actually only a few National Medical Masters, and even some small cities don’t have any.

As for someone of the level of Chen Mu’s father, Chen Tao, even other National Medical Masters might address him with respect.

If one could get a few pointers from such a person, it would be hard for anyone not to look forward to it.

Hearing what the doctor from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital said, Chen Mu didn’t blindly agree on behalf of his father. He just vaguely said, "I’ve noted down the initial emergency plan and can share it with everyone from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital later."

"As for my father..."

"I can’t guarantee that he’ll be able to participate in the subsequent discussions, as his daily work is quite busy."

Oh, I see...

Hearing Chen Mu’s polite refusal,

the doctors were a bit disappointed, but they understood.

Someone of Chen Tao’s stature generally wouldn’t drop everything unless it was a matter of life and death for the patient.

"It’s okay. It’s already great that Dr. Chen is willing to share with us."

"I just watched the live broadcast. I couldn’t keep up with Dr. Chen’s thinking, but I didn’t expect Dr. Chen to actually remember it all!"

"Actually, when I was watching the live broadcast, I empathized a bit. If I were on the scene, I’d probably be like those few intern doctors. Dr. Chen’s reporting of acupoints was so fast it seemed like he didn’t need to think at all."

"I don’t know if I’ll have even half of Dr. Chen’s capability when I reach my seventies or eighties. Even if I have half, I’d be satisfied and wouldn’t have wasted my life studying medicine."

"Probably not. Why is it that in every industry, only a small portion reaches the top? Because it’s not just about hard work at that level; you also need talent."

"The ones who truly make it to the end have both diligence and talent."

"..."

These people were discussing,

when someone’s gaze unintentionally fell on Chen Mu.

"Dr. Chen, if later we don’t understand something, could you explain a bit more?"

"Why, at roughly the same age, can you completely keep up with Dr. Chen’s thought process?"

Chen Mu was silent for a moment.

He then responded, "Maybe it’s because I often helped out in the past, so there’s more of a tacit understanding?"

"If I also had a National Medical Master as a father, maybe my skills wouldn’t just be like this."

"Oh please, your teacher still doesn’t let you handle acupuncture needles. Don’t you have any sense of your level?"

"..."

Listening to the idle chatter of those medical personnel,

Chen Mu’s gaze once again fell on the frail university student.

He tried to muster a smile, "Student, you must be quite bored right now, right? Why not chat with us for a bit longer?"

The frail university student: "..."

Started to avoid Chen Mu’s gaze, "Um... Dr. Chen..."

Chen Mu: "Hmm?"

The frail university student: "If you have something to say, you can be more direct. No need to smile at me so insincerely; it’s a bit scary..."

Chen Mu: "..."

Insincere?

Touching his face, Chen Mu felt his smile just now was very genuine.

But he seriously looked at the frail university student in front of him, "Actually, what you just mentioned, considering and emulating school rules, was something I hadn’t considered at all..."

"So I wanted to ask if there are any other factors that have increased the illness rate among frail university students recently."

"I’m talking about factors that the school hospital and school authorities don’t know about but are very obvious among frail university students."

Hearing what Chen Mu said,

the frail university student’s eyes flickered.

The whole person seemed a bit hesitant.

Many words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t know if he should share them with Chen Mu.

So,

Chen Mu tried his previous tactic, "Student, I guess you could consider me half your lifesaver..."

The other medical staff in the ambulance, realizing Chen Mu’s intention, also chose to chime in.

"Not just half; honestly, saying Dr. Chen is your complete lifesaver isn’t an exaggeration. Without Dr. Chen, a National Medical Master of Chen Tao’s level might not have seen you at all."

"Student, you don’t seem to know much about Dr. Tao. As a bit of industry knowledge for you, Dr. Tao’s appointments in the Imperial Capital are usually four or five digits, and they’re snapped up daily."

"It’s all thanks to your Dr. Chen for bringing a savior to you fragile university students, otherwise, that one needle might have sent you to the crematorium already."

"There’s no camera here, so even if you share some secrets with Dr. Chen about you frail university students, no one else would know."