Is the school doctor free? Have you ever heard of crispy college students!

"Dr. Chen, what's going on with this classmate?"

"Has Dr. Chen done a preliminary examination on this classmate?"

"Ascites?"

"intestinal obstruction?"

"Dr. Chen, can I check this classmate's pulse?"

A group of people in white coats stared eagerly at the big belly of the boy behind Chen Mu, their eyes twinkling.

The boy who came back with Chen Mu.

Seeing the posture of these people in white coats, they suddenly started to hold the door frame.

No matter what, I don't want to enter the school doctor's office.

Chen Mu turned to look at him.

Facing Chen Mu's doubtful gaze, the boy showed a weak expression: "Dr. Chen, how about I take the school ambulance directly to the hospital? I'm a little scared of your school doctor's office..."

The smiles of these people in white coats are so captivating!

The way they looked at him would make him feel like he was going to die soon.

Chen Mu was helpless.

He turned around and gave the group of white coats behind him a fierce warning, hoping that these guys would restrain themselves and not scare away the students.

I saw that they had indeed restrained themselves.

Chen Muchai said helplessly to the boy: "Classmate, I promise you that your situation is not serious. Do you believe me?"

Although the boy was still a little hesitant.

But after he and Chen Mu looked at each other, they still nodded slightly, "Okay, I believe you, Dr. Chen..."

Chen Mu tricked people into the school doctor's office.

It was a relief.

He took out an ID card from his pocket and handed it to the white coat behind him.

"This is the patient's ID card. Can any of you help write an electronic medical record?"

The person in a white coat closest to Chen Mu took the boy's ID card.

The ID card was swiped on the card reader.

The man in the white coat said: "Dr. Chen, this classmate's name is Lin Ming."

Chen Mu nodded here.

After helping the patient sit down.

Chen Mu found a newly bagged trash can, handed it to Lin Ming and said, "Hold it!"

"Ah, okay, Dr. Chen..."

Lin Ming confusedly took the trash can handed over by Chen Mu.

Hold it in your hand.

The man in the white coat who was writing the medical records looked in the direction of Chen Mu and Lin Ming, "Dr. Chen, can I ask what this classmate's condition is?"

"vomit--"

"vomit--"

"vomit!!!"

Without warning.

Chen Mu inserted two silver needles into Lin Ming's acupuncture points.

at the same time.

Lin Ming couldn't control his body at all. He lay on the trash can and vomited profusely.

In just a few seconds.

The pungent and sour smell of vomit filled the entire school doctor's room.

The faces of the people in white coats all changed.

fenestration of fenestration.

The one who opens the door opens the door.

Only Chen Mu, who was closest to Lin Ming, was even in the mood to appreciate Lin Ming's vomit from a different angle.

hiss!

In such a short time, I vomited half of the trash can.

I can really vomit!

"How about we go see what the patient vomited!"

I don’t know which one in the white coat spoke first.

At least his statement was recognized by his companions.

"Yes, yes! Maybe we can find the cause of the patient's disease in the patient's vomit!"

"Speaking of which, Dr. Chen's treatment method is correct."

"After he vomited, his belly became almost visibly smaller?"

"Then we can basically know that this classmate's condition should be ordinary food accumulation..."

Said.

A group of people in white coats gathered around Lin Ming.

Carefully looked at the trash can in Lin Ming's hand.

Even though Lin Ming was still vomiting, no one disliked him.

Chen Mu looked at the group of blind students and sighed unconsciously: "With so many people, no one knows how to give the patient a glass of warm water to rinse his mouth?"

People in white coats: "!!!"

The quick-reacting person quickly stepped out of the crowd: "Dr. Chen, I'm going to prepare for the patient now!"

Chen Mu continued to shake his head and sigh.

—

"The expression on Dr. Chen's face now reminds me of the previous class teachers during my student days, and their classic lines..."

"I really want to know which sentence it is? You are the worst class I have ever led, aren't you!!!"

"Hahahaha!!! So that's what our former head teacher often said!"

"Being a doctor is really hard, and you have to go to see the patients' vomit..."

"Is this hard work? Our anorectal department hasn't spoken yet. At least what they have to deal with is vomit. But since my internship, what I have faced most often is all kinds of caked feces!"

"As I work more, I get used to it. Now, the attending doctor in the anorectal department can eat while listening to colleagues analyze the condition."

"..."

—

"Why is there only one kind of food in his vomit, and it's all instant noodles?"

A man in a white coat looks at the patient's vomit.

When he raised his head again, he couldn't help but cast a disapproving look at Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, are the meals in your school expensive?"

"Why don't students eat well and their stomachs are full of instant noodles?"

Chen Mu was speechless: "I dare not say that the prices in the Haicheng University cafeteria are the cheapest, but basically a meal of four dishes and one soup will not cost more than ten yuan, which can be considered a normal price."

The people in white coats who were questioning Chen Mu just now nodded awkwardly, "Normal, too normal..."

"No, for ten yuan in our school, can we really afford four dishes and one soup?"

"I can probably only afford two dishes and one soup, and the soup has to be pot washing water from the school cafeteria?"

Chen Mu was waiting for them to continue asking about the patient's condition.

Sudden.

A man in a white coat stared at Chen Mu thoughtfully and said, "Dr. Chen, will Haicheng University offer a major in traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Or, do I have the opportunity to become Dr. Chen, your graduate student, or a doctoral student?"

Chen Mu was choked by him for a moment.

at last.

He shook his head speechlessly and said: "Classmate, you think highly of me. I only have a bachelor's degree..."

"That's it..." The white coat sighed with regret.

The other people in white coats were still looking at Lin Ming's vomit.

Still puzzled: "Dr. Chen...according to your statement..."

"The food at Haicheng University should be very good. So why does this classmate eat so much instant noodles?"

Said.

The person in the white coat who asked the question carefully visually checked the amount of Lin Ming's vomit. He raised his head and looked at Chen Mu seriously: "Doctor Chen, the amount of vomit here is at least six or seven packs of instant noodles." …”

"and……"

The white coat was a little frightened, and raised his hand to point in Lin Ming's direction.

He continued: "He is still vomiting. The amount of instant noodles he ate may be more than I guessed."

Even a grown man.

Those with bigger appetites can basically eat two or three packs of instant noodles.

The look in the white coat's eyes as he looked at Lin Ming was filled with unconcealed shock.

Chen Mu also sighed when he heard this, "This classmate has eaten about ten packs of instant noodles from this morning to lunch time now..."

The words fell.

indoor.

There was silence for a moment.

The people in white coats looked at each other. When they were studying medicine, they had never thought that they could encounter such strange patients in the clinic.

Therefore, even though they looked at each other, no one knew how to speak first.

A voice.

With three points of disbelief and seven points of doubt, a voice echoed in the room: "Does this classmate want to commit suicide?"

suicide?

Chen Mu already knew the correct answer from the patient himself.

After hearing Su Bingbing's magical statement, he was stunned for a moment unconsciously.

He looked at Su Bingbing in confusion and asked, "How did you tell that he was suicidal?"

Did Su Bingbing also study psychology?

When Su Bingbing saw Chen Mu looking at her, she realized that she had accidentally spoken out her inner thoughts.

He shook his head and said, "I couldn't tell. I just saw him eating so much instant noodles and thought of a very popular meme on the Internet."

Chen Mu asked curiously: "What's the joke?"

Su Bingbing: "If I choose to commit suicide, I will definitely push myself to death?"

Chen Mu: "..."

Staring at Su Bingbing.

Chen Mu's mood was unprecedentedly helpless.

Seeing the confused look on the female host's face, Chen Mu couldn't help but think in his mind.

Tell funny jokes at such inopportune times.

Did Su Bingbing really become a well-known host and reporter by virtue of her professional abilities?

I feel helpless.

However, the patient's condition still needs to be explained clearly to other doctors.

After another sigh, Chen Mu said, "The patient's own statement is that he found a box of instant noodles in his dormitory that he bought on Double Eleven last year."

"In order not to waste the instant noodles that were about to expire, he planned to finish all the instant noodles. For this reason, the patient himself has been eating instant noodles for a week..."

Listen to Chen Mu's explanation.

The people in white coats all looked at Lin Ming with enlightened eyes.

No wonder Lin Ming could spit out so much instant noodles.

Eat it for a week.

Maybe the farts smell like instant noodles?

Those with more divergent thinking have already begun to guess whether what Lin Ming ate was braised beef, Laotan pickled cabbage, or maybe chicken stewed with mushrooms? !

"vomit……"

"vomit……"

Listening to Chen Mu's voice, Lin Ming raised his head, wanting to participate in this topic related to him.

But who knew that when he raised his head, Chen Mu would notice him.

Before he could speak, Chen Mu adjusted the position of the silver needle.

then.

The people in white coats and the audience in the live broadcast room could only see Lin Ming's embarrassment, spitting out snot and crying.

"Since I started eating a week ago, why did I suddenly eat so much today..."

A man in a white coat asked.

The words just fell.

An idea that seemed strange to him just thinking about it appeared in his mind.

The white coat looked at Lin Ming, who was still vomiting violently, with an incredulous look.

Lin Ming was still vomiting.

It is naturally impossible to give any reaction.

On the other hand, Chen Mu raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Of course it's because today is the last day of the shelf life!"

People in white coats: "Sure enough!!!"

Chen Mu looked at Lin Ming with some sympathy and reached out to pat Lin Ming's shoulder: "Classmate, you are still too young! How can you buy instant noodles so early and eat them so early? When you graduate, you will eat them every day. You can eat instant noodles!”

—

"????"

"I was eating instant noodles and suddenly I was physically attacked by a doctor?"

"Dr. Chen, I'm warning you, you're just a doctor, so keep a sense of proportion!"

"My childhood dream was to have endless instant noodles! When I grow up, my life is to have endless instant noodles!!!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu A strong man weighing three hundred pounds shed tears of grievance!!!"

"Dr. Chen has no sense of proportion and speaks too much!"

"..."

—

"vomit……"

Lin Ming lay on the trash can.

Vomited until whole body was shaking.

A group of people in white coats looked at the side with fear, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Chen Mu, "Doctor Chen, is classmate Lin Ming really ok with vomiting like this?"

Chen Mu was very calm: "For the sequelae of vomiting, just rinse his mouth with warm water and give him some glucose and it will be fine."

"Oh, alright."

The people in white coats were still busy with Lin Ming.

Chen Mu yawned lazily.

He said to Su Bingbing: "Reporter Su, I'm almost done resting. Call a patient to come in and play."

Su Bingbing: "..."

A carefree boy walked in from outside the school doctor's office.

Chen Mu was not given his ID card.

He didn't ask Chen Mu to diagnose his pulse.

He just looked at Chen Mu with a smile: "Doctor Chen, I have a terminal illness. I wonder if a miracle doctor like you can cure it?"

Chen Mu glanced at him lazily: "It can't be cured, next one!"

The boy immediately became furious: "Dr. Chen, why don't you ask me what's wrong with me?"

This is completely different from the script he had in mind!

Chen Mu rolled his eyes: "Poor disease!"

Boy: "???"

Shocked.

The boy was puzzled: "Dr. Chen, how did you guess that?"

—

"????"

"Compared with how Dr. Chen guessed it, what I'm more shocked about is, does this boy have no brains?"

"Anyone who is normal knows how busy the campus hospital of Haicheng University is right now, right? He still comes to the campus hospital at this time to make such a joke?"

"This kind of person...doesn't he think he is very humorous?"

"I'm really starting to sympathize with Dr. Chen more and more. Although those patients in the past were weird, they were really sick anyway. What on earth is this?"

"This is definitely a waste of medical resources!"

"Don't you, Haicheng University, have a lot of school rules? Don't you not deduct credits from such students?"

"..."

—

The boy looked at him with confusion and excitement in his eyes.

Chen Mu sneered: "Do you think you are the first one to come to the school doctor's office to get boiled water?"

Boy: "..."

He didn't expect that his kind of prank would be tried by some seniors.

The boy lowered his head: "Dr. Chen, I'm sorry..."

Chen Mu was helpless: "You don't need to say sorry to me. If you really want to apologize, just say sorry to yourself..."

The boy was confused: "Huh?"

Chen Mu pointed to the seat in front of him and showed an unusually gentle smile to the boy, "Classmate, sit down and I will take your pulse."

The smile on the boy's face could hardly be maintained.

Standing in front of Chen Mu, his whole body was trembling. He was really trembling. His legs were shaking like a sieve.

"Chen...Dr. Chen...I'm not sick...I won't waste your time..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

He was interrupted by Chen Mu in a gentle tone: "Classmate, this is the school hospital."

Boy: "Dr. Chen, I know this is the school hospital, and I really know I was wrong."

Chen Mu is laughing.

But the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "This is the school hospital, so whether you are sick or not is up to you and the doctor's decision!"