University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Besides, this direct PhD program...

Only those who have gone through it truly understand. Maybe it’s not that difficult to get in, but successfully completing it is not an easy task.

Amidst the curious looks of the white coats, Chen Mu’s voice continued.

"When I graduated, I didn’t choose the direct PhD path. Instead, I rushed into clinical practice, mainly due to the arrogance and recklessness of youth."

"I thought I was pretty capable at that time. I wanted to directly go into clinical practice and treat patients. The clinical field needed someone like me, rather than wasting more time in school."

Through Chen Mu’s words,

The crowd seemed to see a young and impatient Chen Mu.

Even that old professor who had previously invited Chen Mu to take his graduate program could only be speechless after hearing Chen Mu’s story, "Now I suddenly feel that Professor Chen was quite tolerant of you back then..."

That was Professor Chen Tao’s son.

But if he were my son...

The old professor thought to himself, even if there were no strict family rules, facing such a rebellious child, he’d certainly have to buy a ruler to reprimand him.

Give him a good lesson!

Abandoning the family’s tradition in Chinese medicine could be understood as a young person having his aspirations.

But once Chen Mu chose the medical field, he had to be responsible for future patients.

Arrogance aside, such an attitude isn’t suited to clinical practice or being a doctor.

Medicine is inherently a field that requires extreme caution.

A doctor may face many patients, but in times of crisis, the patient has only one life.

This is a battle against the grim reaper, with no margin for error.

Listening to the old professor,

Chen Mu awkwardly smiled and said, "Yes, looking back now, he was really tolerant of me. Once he realized I was serious about not continuing, he stopped trying to persuade me."

"He just helped me find a job and offered some advice."

"At that time, he even hoped I would stay in the Imperial Capital, but I refused."

Recalling his past, Chen Mu said, "Perhaps kids with parents who have a big reputation don’t realize their good fortune at such times. I didn’t want to practice in the same city because, with his connections, a lot of people would know me if I stayed in the Imperial Capital."

"I wanted to prove my worth alone. I feared someone might give me special treatment because of him."

"So when I was looking for a job, I went back to Hai City where I spent my childhood, and not to where he was in the Imperial Capital."

The old professor who had just invited Chen Mu: "..."

Even from the few words earlier, he could sense Dr. Chen’s rebellious nature.

But now listening to Dr. Chen assert himself so confidently,

He realized...

He had underestimated the degree of rebellion in some young people.

If Chen Mu had stayed at a hospital in the Imperial Capital,

Professor Chen had maintained a good reputation throughout his life, and despite not granting Chen Mu any privileges,

he certainly had his connections.

Chen Mu could have progressed faster with his guidance and advice.

But this guy...

He threw away all his advantages, choosing to rely entirely on himself in a place where nobody knew him.

Chen Mu: "I was pretty skilled at the time, considering I had knowledge of both Western and Chinese medicine."

"In clinical practice, whenever I encountered a patient that modern medicine couldn’t handle immediately, I would ask if I could take their pulse."

"Spending money to see a Western doctor while also getting Chinese medicine treatment, most patients and their families wouldn’t refuse my request at that time."

"That’s how I managed to do fairly well in the emergency department back then."

"For patients where the issue couldn’t be immediately identified, taking their pulse usually revealed the problem, allowing me to prescribe the right tests, followed by targeted treatments."

"Back in those days in the emergency department, my reputation was such that even our director or doctors from other departments would call me in for consultation when they couldn’t solve a problem and couldn’t immediately reach a professor."

The listeners present: "..."

Even though they could imagine how cocky Chen Mu used to be back then,

even after so many years,

they had to admit,

Chen Mu did have some skills.

Many of the people here were master’s or doctoral students.

Some could already see patients independently,

but they still lacked much attention in the hospital.

People with such credentials were everywhere.

To gain attention, one must have proven achievements.

A rookie doctor reaching Chen Mu’s level back in the day was almost unheard of.

Given that Chen Mu back then only had a bachelor’s degree, it seemed nearly impossible.

Yet Hai City’s medical community is just that extensive.

People familiar with Chen Mu’s performance and status in the emergency department of Renmin Hospital back then know he wasn’t exaggerating.

As Chen Mu himself said...

He may have been conceited at the time,

but he truly had skills back then.

With everyone’s attention on him, waiting for more stories of the past,

Chen Mu had no intention of sharing further.

He merely chuckled and said, "Forget it, I’m just wasting your time with these stories."

"Let’s focus on analyzing this student’s condition..."

"I believe you all took the pulse. From the current pulse reading, the likelihood of a last-minute health rebound is not high, but it’s not without possibilities."

"My personal advice is that the patient should not leave the hospital for half a month."

"As long as they stay in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, even if there are sequelae, they can still be treated."

At this point in the conversation,

Chen Mu didn’t seek the opinions of the other doctors but instead focused his attention on the frail college student still lying in bed.

Meeting Chen Mu’s gaze,

The fragile college student: "..."

He gave a somewhat bitter smile at Chen Mu and said, "Dr. Chen, there’s no need to be so wary of me, right?"

"I’m already lying in the hospital; how much trouble can I still cause?"

Hearing this from the patient himself, the other doctors present nodded in agreement.

They thought the frail student had a point.

But Chen Mu just gave a cold laugh, "Just by you being here, being strict with you is being responsible for you."

The fragile college student: "..."

Those doctors who, a moment ago, felt sorry for the student not gaining Chen Mu’s trust: "..."

It seems

Chen Mu’s reasoning made sense.

The doctors gathered here, specially called by the professor to learn,

had mostly been practicing clinically for a few years.

They’d seen many patients,

but they’d never encountered someone...like this, who was healthy but nearly sent himself to the cemetery with one wrong move.

The doctors who just realized this: "!!!"

They all looked at the frail college student with increased caution.

In fact, some even began whispering among themselves.

"How could it be that his situation feels more dangerous than some critical care patients?"

"Other patients generally have some survival instinct, but with this patient, it’s hard to tell whether his will to live is strong or not!"

"His survival instinct is probably weak. Someone with strong survival instincts would be more careful with their choices and wouldn’t be lying here now."

"But my senior said that on the way here, he kept telling Dr. Chen not to give up on him. Doesn’t that sound like a strong survival instinct?"

"Most of the time, his survival instinct might be strong, but for someone like this, you have to be wary of when he might suddenly act impulsively."

"Indeed, his impulsiveness could be fatal, possibly sending him straight to the crematorium."

"Terrifying, such a patient is too terrifying..."