University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

"Is Dr. Chen really capable..."

The crowd of curious college students kept growing larger.

Despite the near-blind faith most of them had in Chen Mu.

These were, after all, young people at the forefront of the internet era.

They had seen the news online too.

"A lot of people online are saying Dr. Chen is actually just a quack, what if he can’t save someone this time."

"You’re only getting half the story, haven’t you seen many famous Chinese medicine doctors say, in such situations, even if someone can’t be saved, it’s normal. In the end, it’s our classmates’ own fault for pushing themselves too far, nothing to do with Dr. Chen."

"Our school’s students can understand, but can outsiders? From what I’ve seen online, people are going crazy with criticism."

"Compared to what’s online, I still trust what I see with my own eyes. Last year I suddenly blacked out while gaming in my dorm, and it was Dr. Chen who saved me."

"Wow, back then our school hadn’t even started livestreaming, is Dr. Chen really that good?"

"Dr. Chen has always been good, it’s just recently with the livestreams that people have noticed."

"I’m a sophomore; you guys wouldn’t know about last year. During military training, Dr. Chen didn’t go home for two weeks and managed an observation room with dozens of patients, even cooking noodle soup late at night for patients who couldn’t fast."

"I’ve never been to the campus hospital, I really didn’t know..."

"..."

Listening to the surrounding discussions,

a few intern doctors who had rushed over looked at each other.

If it weren’t an inappropriate time, they would’ve liked to pull out their phones to see what was being reported online.

How did this group of curious college students start talking about Dr. Chen all at once?!

Feeling the emotional waves emanating from the crowd,

Chen Mu reminded rather helplessly, "Stay focused, listen to the other doctor’s report of the acupuncture points, everyone focus on your assigned area, don’t make mistakes."

"If we can save the patient this time, your acupuncture technique will be far more precise in the future."

Hearing Chen Mu’s words,

the interns who were somewhat distracted quickly refocused.

On the phone,

the elder was reporting the acupuncture points at a rapid pace.

Fine beads of sweat covered Chen Mu’s forehead.

Even with the help of the intern doctors now,

the situation wasn’t much easier for Chen Mu.

The intern doctors couldn’t fully manage their areas.

Acupuncture points were often missed.

Chen Mu would fill in for them at such times.

And at the same time,

he had to manage his area without mistakes.

One could say,

in this rescue effort,

Chen Mu performed like a person with eyes and ears on all sides.

A slender hand, holding a tissue, gently wiped the sweat from Chen Mu’s forehead.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Mu saw it was Su Bingbing who had come.

He paused for a moment.

But quickly,

he became immersed in the rescue effort again, without saying anything to Su Bingbing.

—

"No! What’s Mr. Chen’s attitude? My wife even helped wipe his sweat, and he doesn’t even say thank you?"

"?????"

"The people in the live chat must be out of their minds. What Dr. Chen is facing is equivalent to surgery in Western medicine. What do you want him to say to Reporter Su? Express his feelings? Consider the situation before lashing out!"

"What’s with Su Bingbing? If the others haven’t had their share of gossip about Chen Mu, fine, but a celebrity like Su Bingbing should be aware, right?"

"I used to really like Su Bingbing, but seeing her wipe Chen Mu’s sweat, I’m disenchanted. Is she nuts, getting so close to him in this situation?"

"You’re the ones who are nuts, projecting your thoughts onto others."

"Did no one notice how much Dr. Chen was sweating? If the sweat dripped into his eyes, it could affect his work. What my wife did was for the sake of the whole situation!"

"Really, don’t talk to these people, your IQ might drop."

"..."

—

"Dr. Chen! It looks like the patient is breathing noticeably!"

"And the pulse is much more stable than before!"

"Do we really have a chance to save the patient?"

An intern doctor involved in the rescue was so excited he nearly burst into tears as he saw the patient’s breathing stabilize.

Heaven knows!

Participating in such a rescue and seeing hope for success.

Means so much to his medical journey.

This could very well be the best "practical lesson" of his life.

The intern doctor’s whole body trembled with excitement, yet his hands remained steady as he held a freshly unwrapped acupuncture needle.

Dr. Chen!

And the expert consultant Dr. Chen invited, they were like gods!

From now on,

wherever Dr. Chen pointed, that’s where he would apply the needle!

Although...

That’s exactly what he was doing just now, but his current state of mind was entirely different.

"There is a glimmer of hope, but don’t celebrate too soon."

Chen Mu also placed his hand on the patient’s wrist.

Then carefully conveyed to the elder on the phone the irregularities he felt in the pulse and his preliminary diagnosis.

Previously,

he had observed the elder in life-or-death resuscitations.

Although this fragile college student’s situation seemed less dire now.

Some patients,

do experience a false recovery burst before passing away.

If a doctor lets their guard down too early,

the patient’s condition,

might deteriorate and catch the doctors unprepared, delivering a fatal blow to the patient.

Even though the interns around Chen Mu were already in a state of euphoria,

only Chen Mu continued, as the elder advised, to monitor the patient’s situation meticulously.

Timely needling.

"Hasn’t the person already been saved? Why does Dr. Chen seem so tense?"

Hearing the excited cries of the intern doctors,

Su Bingbing originally wanted to come over and congratulate Chen Mu.

But before getting close, noticing Chen Mu’s still tense expression, Su Bingbing realized.

The situation...

might not be as optimistic as she had thought.

Afraid that speaking to Chen Mu would interrupt his thoughts,

yet her curiosity about Chen Mu’s progress was overwhelming.

Not daring to bombard Chen Mu with questions, she found Mu Yao, standing off to the side, not helping at the moment.

Asked eagerly.

Mu Yao’s expression was similar to Chen Mu’s.

Fixated on the patient, "My teacher once told me, if you encounter a patient seemingly beyond treatment and there’s a sudden major breakthrough, never leave their side lightly, and be ready for immediate resuscitation."

Su Bingbing didn’t understand: "Why?"

Mu Yao: "Because you can’t tell if the patient is truly recovering or just having a false recovery. Sometimes, even the pulse can be deceiving."