University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Thinking this way.

Su Bingbing blinked her eyes, unobtrusively, and began to edge closer to the school clinic’s door.

Then attempted to press her ear against the door.

Eavesdropping!

Unfortunately, Su Bingbing hadn’t heard anything before a large hand grabbed her by the neck and pulled her away.

Caught by Chen Mu, Su Bingbing wasn’t embarrassed.

She just blinked her eyes, put on a pitiful look, and looked eagerly at Chen Mu, who seemed a bit stern: "Dr. Chen, aren’t you even a little curious about what the people inside are saying or doing?"

Chen Mu pointed helplessly at the live streaming camera beside them, "Reporter Su, even if you are curious, you shouldn’t show it so obviously..."

Sometimes.

Chen Mu genuinely felt that he couldn’t quite understand Su Bingbing.

Clearly, she cared a lot about public opinion.

Yet sometimes, her behavior in front of the live camera is almost like she’s inviting criticism.

Unfortunately, Su Bingbing didn’t know these thoughts in Chen Mu’s mind; if she did, she would probably cheerfully praise Chen Mu for guessing correctly.

Before becoming the national goddess, she was a completely hated actress on the internet!

Faced with the pitiful look from Su Bingbing, Chen Mu showed no sign of softening.

He merely continued in a firm tone, "Since the patient doesn’t want us there, as medical personnel, we also have the responsibility and duty to protect the patient’s privacy."

Another reason Chen Mu said this.

He genuinely felt that the patient’s condition wasn’t very serious.

If it was something Mu Yao couldn’t handle, even if he wasn’t in the room, Mu Yao would still message him for guidance.

But it was clear that Mu Yao was confident she could treat the patient’s condition.

Besides...

What Mu Yao said when she pushed him out of the school clinic.

[You being a male doctor...]

It was probably a checkup unsuitable for a male presence, so waiting outside a little longer wouldn’t hurt.

Seeing Su Bingbing still with a curious look on her face.

Chen Mu suddenly felt that just waiting here wouldn’t do.

Su Bingbing herself was already so gossipy, and the group of netizens waiting in the livestream must be even more so.

If anyone truly had the thought of exploring the patient’s privacy, it wouldn’t be a good development.

Thinking this way.

Chen Mu simply stopped leaning against the wall, stood up straight, and pointed downstairs, "Reporter Su, there’s no point waiting here, shall I take you downstairs for a look around?"

Su Bingbing nodded, "Sure."

Although her curiosity was at its peak at this moment.

She knew the live camera was still there.

Some things she could inquire about thoroughly, but if it was with the live camera, the meaning would change.

Seeing Su Bingbing with such an attitude.

Chen Mu felt relieved.

The two went downstairs.

And ran into a few students who had just swiped their ID cards or student cards to enter the school hospital.

Seeing Chen Mu.

These students didn’t forget to greet Chen Mu enthusiastically either.

"Dr. Chen, you should go back upstairs to sleep, I’m not that sick, I don’t need you."

"Dr. Chen, your presence in the school clinic is like a stabilizing force, having you here is enough, but you don’t need to act."

"Dr. Chen, with your current fame, you must have some good fortune, could you sign for me and let me share some of your luck, so I can ace my exams?"

"Dr. Chen, how were your grades when you were in school, am I borrowing the right luck?"

Chen Mu: "..."

-

「The way these fragile students think is still as peculiar as ever.」

「I realize now, these guys are really impressive, even if they’re not sick, they still have the ability to leave Dr. Chen speechless.」

「A lot of their thoughts sound bizarre, but they do make some sense, don’t they?」

「It’s said that people who suddenly become popular carry some sort of luck with them. Sharing luck sounds mystical, but isn’t impossible, right?」

「If I share Dr. Chen’s luck and then buy a lottery ticket, could my housing issues be solved?」

「If everyone’s saying this, I’m not sleepy anymore, I’m going to the school hospital to line up, not for treatment, just to share some of Dr. Chen’s luck.」

「...」

-

"Doctor, are you sure you’re giving me an injection, not sewing a shoe sole?"

As Chen Mu passed by the observation room door, he heard a fragile student’s slightly teasing voice.

Peering inside.

He saw the fragile student amusingly looking at her hand with several puncture marks, while the intern doctor who had failed multiple times stood helplessly with a needle.

"Let me take a look at your hand."

Chen Mu didn’t hurry to scold the intern doctor.

In clinical practice.

There are many reasons for failed needle insertions, some people have veins that are hard to find.

The fragile student obediently extended her hand for Chen Mu to see.

The girl’s slender, pale hand had veins clearly visible.

To put it crudely.

Even an outsider could easily attempt those veins with a little training, yet this graduate student had made multiple errors.

Looking at the girl’s hand with six or seven puncture marks.

Even someone like Chen Mu, usually seen as having a heart of stone with patients, felt a bit of guilt and regret at this moment.

He looked at the fragile student apologetically, "I’m sorry, I apologize to you."