University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

After transferring the money.

The fragile university student let out a wail, lying down on the hospital bed, completely shutting down.

He wasn’t feeling very well.

To be more precise.

He was feeling extremely unwell!

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could think of the six hundred yuan he just transferred.

It was painful.

It was really painful.

If it weren’t for the live streaming cameras here.

If men didn’t shed tears easily.

He really wanted to hold himself and cry his heart out.

Six hundred yuan...

That was six hundred yuan!!!

It was already in his pocket, and it just slipped away!!!

Chen Mu watched the patient on the verge of breaking down with amusement, "Actually, although you just made a big mistake, it’s not completely bad news for you."

The fragile university student didn’t even lift his head.

He replied to Chen Mu in a sullen tone, "I think, in the short term, I’m probably not going to hear any good news..."

"Unless money falls from the sky for me right now, no other news could count as good news."

It was painful.

It was really painful.

Chen Mu paused slightly with the acupuncture needle in his hand.

With his eyes lowered, he said, "Then I’ll reconsider the sick leave slip."

Sick leave slip??!!

The boy couldn’t believe it, he opened his eyes wide, instinctively wanting to get up.

He turned his head to confirm with Chen Mu whether he had heard it wrong.

But before he could get up.

The person behind him.

Seemed to have already predicted his movement.

With one hand firmly pressing down on his shoulder, not giving him the chance to get up, "Don’t drag others down when you’re courting disaster!"

The fragile university student: "..."

The fragile university student: "Dr. Chen, I won’t get up, I won’t court disaster, but could you please tell me what you mean by the sick leave slip?"

"Didn’t you say before that you couldn’t give me a sick leave slip?"

"Why can you suddenly give me one? Is it because you feel sorry for me?"

Mu Yao, who came back to her senses, couldn’t help but sigh when she heard the fragile university student say this, "There’s also a possibility that originally your condition didn’t meet the criteria for a week’s leave, but thanks to your brave courting of disaster, it now does."

The fragile university student: "Huh?"

-

"Dr. Mu has only been working at Hai City University for a few days, right? Why do I feel like I’m looking at a seasoned office worker with over a decade of experience?"

"Really, with a full office vibe."

"These past few days have been more exhausting than preparing for the grad school entrance exam."

"I don’t know if you guys have recently seen that picture online, where there’s a bunch of early morning commuters on the subway..."

"Oh man, I’ve seen that picture. Clearly a bunch of young people sitting, but the atmosphere is really, well!"

"I was previously amazed at how listless they all were online, then my friend sent me a picture of myself during the early morning commute, and the office vibe was even stronger..."

"Sometimes I really admire those who can still be energetic at work, it feels like others are working a completely different job, how come they’re so motivated?"

"Just kidding, the motivation for a job paying three thousand a month can’t be compared to one paying thirty thousand a month, can it?"

"I’m crying! Not only do I have to work, but I’m also in the three thousand a month bracket!"

"I’m on my way to the early morning shift right now, guess why I’m not smiling."

"..."

-

Chen Mu: "You’ll stay at the university clinic for a whole day for observation, and when you leave in the evening, you can go to Dr. Mu, who will give you a sick leave slip for a week starting tomorrow."

"Once you give it to your counselor, you’ll be able to take sick leave."

"But let me make it clear in advance, the sick leave slip is for bed rest, not for attending some concert."

This guy already has the ’three highs’.

He’s not suited for overwork.

Plus.

After what happened today, he needs more rest.

Mu Yao also advised from the side, "Not only should you rest, but I’d recommend keeping a light diet during this time, and resting in bed. After a week, return to the university clinic for a follow-up."

"Alternatively, if you have enough money, you can go to a top-tier hospital for a comprehensive check-up."

"Compared to peers of your age, you seem to have a few more minor health issues."

Hearing Mu Yao say this.

The fragile university student couldn’t help but turn his head to look at Chen Mu behind him.

Just as he made a small movement, Chen Mu pressed him down again, "Just speak up, I can hear you!"

"Oh..." The fragile university student responded sullenly and continued to ask, "Dr. Chen, I’ve watched some live broadcast content by the program in my dorm before; they said you traditional Chinese medicine doctors can tell a patient’s daily routine or dietary habits just by feeling the pulse?"

Chen Mu didn’t respond to the patient’s compliment.

He simply said the truth, "We can only get a rough idea, like if you’ve eaten something cold or spicy. It won’t specify exactly what kind of dish you’ve eaten. Traditional Chinese medicine is still just medicine, it’s not fortune-telling, not that divine."

The fragile university student: "..."

This Dr. Chen.

Maybe he’s not just in his belly like a parasite?

How come he didn’t even say anything.

And Dr. Chen already knew what strange science content he had been watching online.

The fragile university student: "I’m just asking, Dr. Chen, you just felt my pulse, should be able to confirm that my daily diet and routine should be quite healthy, right?"

Chen Mu nodded slightly and then said, "It can be confirmed."

Not to brag.

Just maintaining a healthy diet, getting up at seven or eight in the morning and going to bed at nine or ten at night.

Such habits.

Can outperform 80% of the fragile university students nationwide.