University Doctor and His Fragile Patients-Chapter 282 - 240: You Haven’t Even Held Hands Yet, and You’re Already Hopeless?

"Dr. Chen, am I really sick?"

Xiong Fei, who was previously quite cheerful, began to tremble unconsciously after seeing Chen Mu's expression.

It's not scary when a Chinese medicine doctor smiles warmly.

It's scary when a Chinese medicine doctor frowns.

Chen Mu looked up at Xiong Fei and sighed, "Classmate, you've got what you asked for..."

Xiong Fei: "!!!"

Chen Mu: "You are indeed sick."

Just as Chen Mu was about to explain in detail what kind of illness Xiong Fei had.

Xiong Fei suddenly raised his hand.

He spoke seriously, "Dr. Chen, first tell me, can my illness be cured?"

Chen Mu thought seriously for a moment and shook his head, "It can be treated, but I can't guarantee a cure."

Xiong Fei: "!!!"

—

"What did I say, don't come to the hospital without any illness, the more you check, the more problems pop up!"

"Did Dr. Chen make a mistake? I think Xiong Fei looks quite healthy!"

"Looks healthy, but maybe it's the last glow before the candle goes out!"

"???"

"The bullet comments are getting more and more outlandish. He's still alive, and you talk about it as if he's at death's door..."

"This guy came in smiling, but now he can't smile anymore."

"If you were diagnosed with an incurable disease, you wouldn't be able to smile either!"

"..."

—

Chen Mu lowered his eyes, "Let me explain your illness..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

When Xiong Fei raised a hand to interrupt him, "Dr. Chen, don't say anything, let me process this myself."

Seeing someone suddenly wilt right in front of him,

Chen Mu couldn't help but feel a bit baffled.

Although this illness is indeed somewhat tricky.

But...

It doesn't seem to be to the level where the patient can't accept it at all.

Chen Mu was perplexed.

Xiong Fei sniffled, looked up at Chen Mu, and asked, "Dr. Chen, do you have a pen and paper I can borrow?"

Chen Mu, somewhat reluctantly, handed over his last pen retrieved from his white coat to Xiong Fei.

Cautiously reminding him, "Remember to return it."

As soon as Chen Mu finished speaking. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

A huge tear from Xiong Fei fell instantly onto Chen Mu's hand.

Chen Mu: "???"

He just wanted to safeguard his last pen.

What did he do wrong?

Xiong Fei sniffed again, looking at Chen Mu like he was some sort of villain, "Dr. Chen, even when I'm diagnosed with an incurable disease, you still fuss over a pen."

Chen Mu: "???"

No way!

Do you know how important that pen is to a doctor?!

All those referral forms from your fragile university students' school hospital, along with various medical records and sick leave notes, require handwritten notes from school doctors!

Without a pen!

How am I supposed to write?!

Xiong Fei's tears fell on the paper like disconnected hailstones.

Watching as Xiong Fei wrote two characters on the paper.

"Testament"

Sigh!

What a scene this has become!

Chen Mu quickly snatched the paper and pen back from Xiong Fei, "Can't you feel you're quite healthy? What's the point of writing a testament?"

"I'm healthy?"

Xiong Fei was taken aback by Chen Mu's words.

Staring at Chen Mu.

His brain couldn't process it for a moment, "If I'm really healthy, then what's the deal with you saying my illness isn't easy to cure..."

Xiong Fei had just let out a sigh of relief.

When he heard Chen Mu say, "From the pulse examination, you have a serious deficiency in kidney yang."

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

The white coats from Hai City Medical University hadn't reacted yet.

When they heard, around them, the collective gasps from the white coats from Hai City University of Traditional Medicine!

—

"I didn't have much reaction when they mentioned a terminal illness, but as soon as I heard 'deficiency in kidney yang,' I truly felt sorry for this chubby guy!"

"Deficiency in kidney yang can be really difficult to treat later on."

"Who knows, maybe some old traditional Chinese medicine doctor has a secret remedy for treating kidney yang deficiency?"

"That's hilarious! If someone had that skill, they could buy an estate in the Imperial Capital just by treating kidney yang deficiency!"

"???"

"What kind of illness is kidney yang deficiency, and is there still a chance to earn millions annually by researching its treatment?"

"Who looks down on earning millions annually, you might even break a billion!"

"..."

—

Several white coats sneaking a peek at the streaming bullet comments couldn't help but gasp when they saw the comment "you might break a billion."

Although they remember their vows.

Yet.

The temptation of earning a small fortune is truly irresistible.

When they spoke up,

Their tone was even more anxious than the patient Xiong Fei himself, "Dr. Chen, exactly what kind of illness is kidney yang deficiency?"

Chen Mu calmly replied, "Commonly known as, erectile dysfunction?"

As soon as Chen Mu finished speaking,

The room was once again filled with gasps.

Xiong Fei, who had just been relieved that his illness wasn't life-threatening,

Jumped up emotionally, "I haven't even held a girl's hand, how could I have such an illness?"

Chen Mu helplessly looked at him, "Even if you had held a girl's hand, it wouldn't prevent you from having this illness."

Xiong Fei, in a panic, tugged at his hair, "No way, how did this happen all of a sudden..."

"How could it happen like this..."

Not long ago, he was perfectly all right, now sitting in the school clinic, crying like a child.

As Xiong Fei continued to wail his heart out.

Chen Mu quickly filled out a School Hospital Referral Form for Xiong Fei.

"Classmate, I suggest you visit the urology department at the hospital, treat it early, and maybe there's a chance."

Escorted by several white coats.

Xiong Fei, with tear-filled eyes, left the school clinic.

A white coat from Hai City University of Traditional Medicine couldn't contain his curiosity.

He stared at Chen Mu, asking persistently, "Dr. Chen, do we really have no treatment for deficiency in kidney yang in traditional Chinese medicine?"

Is there really none?

Actually, there is...

Chen Mu remembered when he was young, the old man once treated a patient with kidney yang deficiency.

Let me tell you,

The prescription was quite amazing, that patient was forty and later had twins with his wife.

Even the secret recipe for treatment is in the bookshelf of his staff dormitory.

"Dr. Chen?"

"Dr. Chen?"

Seeing Chen Mu suddenly fall silent, the white coat couldn't help but wave his hand in front of Chen Mu's eyes.

"Ah?" Chen Mu snapped back to reality.

Realizing what the white coat had just asked.

Chen Mu smirked, "If you find such a prescription, remember to make me a copy. I wouldn't want to miss out on something that could make a fortune!"

"Reporter Su."

Su Bingbing called out towards the door, "Next, please!"