University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 591 - 468: He’s Not Unconscious, He’s Just Asleep!

Finally, someone gathered the courage to ask, trembling, "Dr. Chen, is there no hope for this patient???"

Another intern quickly chimed in, "No way, we just checked this patient too, and the vital signs were relatively stable!"

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"I, I, I!!! I’ll vouch for these interns, this patient really didn’t seem as serious as the other one just now."

"But I see Dr. Chen’s expression now, and it seems the patient’s condition is a bit beyond expectations. I hope there’s no delay?"

"Hiss! If the patient’s condition was really delayed, wouldn’t Dr. Zheng Xin and these interns be in trouble!"

"But just now the situation was obvious, even the one coughing up blood was almost unsavable. We can’t just put this patient, who seems to be breathing normally, on a ventilator first, can we?"

"But if the condition was really delayed, the patient’s family will definitely want an explanation."

"Yes, if it’s the doctor’s fault, then it’s not just a medical dispute!"

"..."

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Looking at the few interns in front of him, obviously starting to panic.

Chen Mu, who had always seemed relatively calm.

Couldn’t hold it any longer.

He sighed again and said rather helplessly, "But when you were diagnosing this patient, didn’t you have a single doubt in your mind?"

What doubts?

Looking at the eager-eyed interns in front of him.

Chen Mu: "..."

Chen Mu figured it out.

This bunch of guys.

Each one is clueless, none of them noticed any anomaly before.

After another brief sigh.

Chen Mu reminded them helplessly, "Could it be, none of you noticed that the patient’s vital signs were a bit too stable?"

Too stable?

While the interns were still analyzing what Chen Mu just said seriously.

Considering.

What this ’too stable’ really meant in this situation.

Chen Mu.

Did something that left everyone jaw-dropped.

"Hey! Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

Under everyone’s incredulous gaze, Chen Mu used a method that was almost rough, patting the "comatose" patient.

What left the interns even more incredulous was.

This patient in front of them.

The one whose vital signs they were constantly monitoring.

Just like that...

Looked lively as ever???

Opened their eyes and complained, "So tired..."

Then stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Fixed on the broadcast camera right in front of them.

Patient: "!!!"

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"Congratulations, young man, you’ve become internet-famous for all the wrong reasons!"

"Now the whole internet knows you fainted from frustration!"

"Hahaha!!! The comments section is relentless!"

"I bet these interns will get scolded by their tutors when they return to school, for not distinguishing between sleep and coma."

"But with all the commotion just now, the patient didn’t wake up, lying there looking not much different from someone unconscious, but then Dr. Chen just slapped him awake?"

"Isn’t it possible that those two slaps from Dr. Chen weren’t as simple as they looked, and actually had a technique to them?"

"It’s possible, this just further proves that traditional Chinese medicine is far more magical than we imagined!"

"..."

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Facing the surprised look in the patient’s eyes.

Chen Mu calmly said, "The school is broadcasting. If you’re bothered by it, I can have the camera moved away now."

The patient lay on the stretcher with a look of despair.

To Chen Mu’s words, they could only shrug nonchalantly.

Pointing to the crowd around with their phones filming him.

They looked back at Chen Mu, with a hint of doubt in their eyes, "Dr. Chen, are you sure moving the camera will stop others from filming me?"

The folks from his school.

Were even more enthusiastic about filming than the program crew’s cameras.

But if they’re going to be filmed anyway, might as well be by the program crew.

At least the program crew’s photographers are professional.

Surely better and make you look better than these peers.

The patient, making the best of a bad situation, thought to himself.

Chen Mu chuckled, "Looks like you’re accepting the program crew filming?"

The young man nodded, "I don’t have any hidden illnesses! Why would I be afraid of you checking my pulse!"

Chen Mu: "6!"

Every patient facing traditional Chinese medicine, before diagnosis, is just as confident.

Placing his hand on the young man’s wrist, Chen Mu raised an eyebrow, "Classmate, your family gives you a pretty decent allowance!"

The young man, "It’s pretty good, but..."

The young man started to retract his hand, looking at Chen Mu with some fear, "How did you tell my allowance is adequate, Dr. Chen, did you figure out my Alipay password already? Is this traditional medicine or fortune-telling?"

Chen Mu: "..."

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"Hahaha!!! So funny, this guy’s reaction is just so real!"

"Honestly, I’m also curious, this guy didn’t have a single expensive item on him, so how did Dr. Chen figure out he has a good allowance?"

"Yeah, and not just clothes, even his phone is an ordinary one under two thousand yuan."

"So it was purely from feeling his pulse that he figured out his pockets were full?"

"No way, if pulse-taking in traditional medicine is really this amazing, then is it pulse-taking or fortune-telling!"