University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Almost like Su Bingbing beside her.

Mu Yao also saw those rumors on the Internet.

As someone who initially dared to retort Chen Mu in the school hospital.

At this very moment.

She’s one of the people who most wishes Chen Mu could successfully save this patient.

However...

Mu Yao frowned, standing on site without daring to make a sound.

Afraid that speaking unnecessarily might disturb Chen Mu’s state.

Su Bingbing, who had a lot to say before.

After hearing Mu Yao say this, didn’t dare to speak blindly either.

Just nervously stared in the direction of Chen Mu, "Is it really that complicated in here?"

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"Mu Yao wouldn’t be taking advantage of us who don’t understand traditional Chinese medicine, right? I remember watching a science video saying that the pulse is the most honest thing!"

"Yeah, it’s supposed to be honest. I saw online that those miraculous traditional Chinese medicine doctors can even diagnose how many times you’ve used your hand."

"Man, this Chinese medicine thing is best seen secretly by oneself, or else it’d be embarrassing if it exposes you in front of someone familiar!"

"Yes, isn’t diagnosing a pulse in Chinese medicine just like a see-through mirror, how could it deceive you?"

"Like a see-through mirror... I can only say your see-through mirror and mine seem different..."

"Whether it’s Chinese or Western medicine, they all encounter the situation called ’the light before dying’, and sometimes, it’s very hard to tell."

"Let me give you a famous example, there once was a patient who survived paraquat poisoning, suddenly able to eat, appearing normal. The family thought he could be discharged, but the doctor saw it as the ’light before dying’, ultimately couldn’t save him, and he passed away a few days later."

"I remember it was a huge commotion back then, and now paraquat is almost extinct."

"..."

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In response to Su Bingbing’s question.

Mu Yao just nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, let’s all be quiet and wait for what happens next."

The many words Su Bingbing was about to say were forced back down at this moment.

Faced with Mu Yao.

She quietly nodded.

Then redirected her attention back to Chen Mu.

Although Chen Mu was still fine, under such high pressure, some medical interns were starting to struggle, unable to find the right acupuncture points.

Fortunately.

There were quite a few medical interns who came this time.

When the intern performing resuscitation on the patient realized they might be unsteady, they immediately made way.

Switched with someone behind them.

In an instant.

Over half an hour passed.

The interns continued to replace one another without pause.

But throughout the emergency scene.

Only Chen Mu’s position had not changed from the beginning.

An intern was helping Chen Mu hold a phone, recording the patient’s condition, acting as a phone stand.

Chen Mu, however, seemed like a steel man.

Holding acupuncture needles the entire time, performing acupuncture while discussing the patient’s condition with an elder.

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"Such a big incident happened, where’s the emergency center, why aren’t they here yet?"

"The acupuncture points were sealed long ago, in reality, for such a situation, not sending to a hospital is correct, the issue with acupuncture points should be handed over to Chinese medicine for emergency."

"Are you sure it’s to Chinese medicine for emergency, not quacks? If not, go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital to get some people, it’s more reliable than Mr. Chen."

"I checked the encyclopedia. I admit Dr. Chen’s father is amazing, but having a National Medical Master guide remotely and having them handle it personally are completely different concepts, Mr. Chen is really overrated by some people!"

"Sitting on the pot not doing business, if a better doctor was handling the resuscitation, maybe the patient would be fine by now."

"If I were the patient’s family, and the patient doesn’t recover, I would sue this quack."

"Exactly! It’s basically delaying others’ treatment, and in this situation, delaying treatment and murder are almost the same."

"Just move aside if it’s not working out, really getting annoying day by day!"

"..."

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Those bullet comments.

Chen Mu, who was still in the midst of resuscitation, couldn’t see.

But after returning, Su Bingbing, who was wearing headphones, could hear the program group relaying the comments.

Those extremely bad remarks.

Made Su Bingbing’s gaze towards Chen Mu fill with unprecedented worry.

Beside Su Bingbing.

Mu Yao noticed the sudden change in Su Bingbing’s expression.

With a thought.

She guessed it might be related to the students’ recent discussions.

Since she couldn’t help at the moment either.

She simply picked up her phone to see what was happening online.

As soon as Mu Yao saw the content.

She hurriedly walked away from the crowd with her phone.

Making a call to her mentor, Professor Liu Yao.

But to Mu Yao’s surprise, the person who answered wasn’t the teacher.

But someone else, "Junior sister..."

It was Professor Liu Yao’s assistant, who was also his senior brother.

Upon hearing this voice, Mu Yao involuntarily frowned, then spoke, "Senior brother, sorry to bother, I need to talk to the teacher."

"You called about Dr. Chen’s matters, right? The teacher is currently seeing patients, but saw the trending topics just now."

On the phone.

Was the senior brother’s overly calm voice.

Mu Yao involuntarily urged, "Could I trouble you, senior brother, to give the phone to the teacher? The patient’s situation here is extremely critical, and there’s a constant risk of life-threatening danger. Could you ask the teacher or any other professors to help have a look?"