University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 573 - 457: How About Blowing Up Again Next Year!_2

He cheerfully greeted the owner, "Hello, the coconut chicken in your restaurant is really good."

The owner opened his mouth in disbelief.

A few seconds later.

He dashed upstairs.

While running, he even shouted loudly, "Honey! Honey! Su Bingbing came to our restaurant to eat coconut chicken!"

"You big fool, it’s broad daylight, what are you daydreaming?"

In less than a minute, the owner was pulled down the stairs by a woman, holding his ear.

Seeing Su Bingbing sitting across from Chen Mu, the owner’s wife couldn’t help but rub her eyes.

For a moment.

She even considered whether she was seeing things, "Ghosts, it really is Su Bingbing?"

"Madam, the coconut chicken in your restaurant is very delicious."

Su Bingbing wore her signature smile.

After greeting Su Bingbing, the owner’s wife unhesitatingly pulled the owner’s ear and dragged him into the kitchen.

Dragging him away, she scolded, "Reporter Su must have been invited by Dr. Chen to dinner. While they’re eating, why are you standing there foolishly? The kitchen and the front desk are where you should be."

Soon after.

The two heard the owner’s aggrieved explanation to the owner’s wife about Chen Mu just agreeing to look into their son’s condition.

Hearing this, Su Bingbing couldn’t help but ask, "Is Dr. Chen also seeing patients after work?"

Chen Mu shook his head, "Just feeling a pulse casually, it’s not really a consultation."

"His son’s pneumonia can be treated at a Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital or Renmin Hospital, there’s really no need for me."

"My role is just to help the couple confirm whether their son is smoking or not."

Su Bingbing pondered, "Actually, it’s quite possible, but how do they deal with the smell of smoke?"

"When it comes to boys smoking, there’s one thing I’ve never quite understood."

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

Su Bingbing: "Back in my senior year of high school, I never saw any male classmates smoking, but somehow over one summer, by the time we entered college, it seemed like almost all the boys smoked."

"Did they just hide it well in high school, or did they learn it over that summer break, much like how many people get their driver’s license?"

Chen Mu: "In truth, many did hide it well. On one hand, they were too young before and weren’t allowed, and on the other hand, their parents couldn’t supervise them as much in college, so they were more indulgent."

"Otherwise, who teaches their kids to smoke over the holidays, even when their kids are adults?"

"If you’ve seen cigarette packs, you must have noticed that they usually say that smoking is harmful to health."

Su Bingbing started drinking soup, "I’ve indeed seen those words."

Su Bingbing: "In the earlier years, TV stations even made educational videos."

Chen Mu: "That’s the principle, but most people have their own ideas about it, and adults usually have a lot of stress; it’s a good way to vent."

Su Bingbing opened her mouth.

And met Chen Mu’s half-smiling eyes.

Chen Mu: "Is Reporter Su trying to ask why most smokers are men, and although women also have a lot of stress, they don’t use the same venting method?"

Su Bingbing rubbed her face, "Are my thoughts that easy to read now...?"

She always thought.

That in the many years she’s been in the entertainment industry, she’d become quite adept at hiding her emotions.

But seeing Chen Mu’s reaction.

She also began to question herself.

Chen Mu cheerfully said, "It is quite easy to see through; don’t you also vent by shopping?"

Su Bingbing nodded; "What Dr. Chen says makes sense. Every time I encounter difficulties at work, I buy myself a set of cosmetics or just a handbag."

"It’s just..."

Su Bingbing looked at Chen Mu, "Is Chinese medicine really that magical, that by feeling a pulse you can tell if someone smoked today?"

As Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

As a media professional, Su Bingbing started to feel somewhat intrigued.

She looked at Chen Mu expectantly, "Dr. Chen, this is an interesting way of interpretation. I think it’s a win-win for us."

Su Bingbing assumed she had some understanding of Chen Mu’s thoughts.

Chen Mu wanted to spread the influence of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Meanwhile, their program team needed public attention.

Both sides seemed to be a perfect match.

Listening to Su Bingbing’s request, Chen Mu did not agree immediately as she anticipated.

Instead.

He showed a somewhat helpless expression.

While Su Bingbing was wondering what Chen Mu was thinking, she saw Chen Mu raising his hand and pointing towards the kitchen, "Reporter Su, I think you’re asking the wrong person."

"If this is broadcasted, it might affect that child."

Su Bingbing blinked, "But we don’t have to show them in school uniforms."

Chen Mu sighed, "Didn’t you attend senior year? Senior year is the strictest time for student management in a school. If at that time, rumors spread that a senior is possibly smoking, the school might even talk to the child or persuade them to withdraw."

"That’s a child’s future. You don’t gain program excitement that way."

Seeing Su Bingbing fall silent.

Chen Mu smiled lightly, "But it’s not impossible to film; there’s another suggestion—film it now and release it next year."

Su Bingbing: "Huh?"

Chen Mu pointed at the restaurant they were in, "You know why the owner got so excited seeing you, right?"

Su Bingbing casually flicked her hair, said a bit proudly, "It must be because of my fame!"

Among the actresses of her age.

Su Bingbing ranked in the top three in terms of national recognition.

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow, "That’s part of it, but it’s also because the owner and his wife want to take a photo with you to put on the wall of the restaurant, letting people know that Su Bingbing has eaten coconut chicken here—a little advertisement."

Su Bingbing looked puzzled, "Dr. Chen, are you inside the owner’s brain?"

The owner didn’t express such an idea in front of her.

Chen Mu merely opened his mouth.

And it came out.

Could it be that all of this was just Chen Mu’s own conjecture?

Su Bingbing doubted this.

Chen Mu shrugged, "It’s because before you arrived, the owner already expressed clearly to me the idea of wanting to take a photo with me to promote his coconut chicken restaurant."

Speaking of this.

Chen Mu looked at Su Bingbing meaningfully and continued, "With Reporter Su’s reputation, don’t you think if the owner found an appropriate opportunity, he would definitely bring it up?"

Su Bingbing pondered.

Based on what Chen Mu just said.

She finally understood Chen Mu’s entire logical line.

The owner’s true purpose for wanting a photo is to promote his coconut chicken restaurant.

With such a purpose.

As long as Su Bingbing brought up filming.

The owner would definitely consider the promotion and request a photo.

Once a photo is requested, if someone didn’t think it through, things could go awry.

Even if they didn’t show the owner’s son’s face in filming.

As long as their photo with the owner got online and made the restaurant popular.

Then thereafter.

The owner’s son’s identity would surely be exposed.

However...

Su Bingbing glanced at Chen Mu, suddenly thinking that this man in front of her.

If he wasn’t a doctor, and worked for a media company, he could also be a good operator.

If they shoot the video today and keep the original video with the owner’s family.

Then, for the sake of his son’s college entrance exam, the owner certainly wouldn’t release the video early, and having the original video in their hands would give them more peace of mind.

After receiving a college acceptance letter next year, releasing the video.

It wouldn’t affect the owner’s son’s college entrance exams at all.

Furthermore, at that time, whether to release it or not can be left to the parties involved.

Not only could their program team gain public attention again a year later.

The owner’s restaurant could also become popular again.

If it could maintain the quality, it might even open a branch next year.

Just thinking about it, Su Bingbing felt restless, put down her chopsticks, and walked towards the kitchen.

Su Bingbing: "Owner, I have a small idea!"