Chapter 543: Chapter 440: Forbidden Food and Water—What’s Wrong with Millet Porridge?

"I’ve come to realize now that some doctors will say anything to defend their colleagues."

"Honestly, there are some families of terminally ill patients who insist on having almost zero chance of survival surgeries just so they can later scam the hospital out of some money!"

"Nowadays, people care about their families, don’t they? Why do some people in the comments make the patient’s family sound so terrible?"

"Because causing a medical ruckus costs almost nothing. Using a family member who’s doomed not to survive to exchange for tens or even hundreds of thousands, sometimes the patients themselves cooperate with their family’s plan."

"Public hospitals can afford this, but some private hospitals in the past have gone bankrupt over a few medical disputes."

"Public hospitals are innocent too. Sometimes, when faced with such extreme medical disputes, even the leadership may need to be replaced. It’s so hard for someone to reach a high position in a hospital through a lifetime of hard work..."

"..."

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"That’s impossible..."

"How can a person willing to die for justice harm their own family?"

"The live stream cameras are still there, Dr. Chen wouldn’t have the guts to spout nonsense in front of the camera, would he?"

"But the patient’s family themselves killed their own, and then they accuse the hospital? Isn’t that notion a bit too far-fetched?"

Chen Mu quietly listened to these skeptical voices.

Until this group of people more or less finished their discussion.

Chen Mu then continued, slowly speaking, "After the surgery, the doctor advised the patient’s family: no food or water for eight hours."

"Later, when the patient woke up."

"The patient’s family thought that after surgery, it’s when a person is the weakest."

"Even if they can’t have chicken soup or bone broth, at least a bowl of millet porridge to replenish strength, right?"

"Under the doctor’s explicit instruction of no food or water, the family fed the patient a full bowl of millet porridge. By the time the doctor discovered it, it was too late."

"The patient passed away."

The onlookers who had been questioning Chen Mu and Mu Yao earlier listened to Chen Mu’s explanation.

They were visibly dumbfounded.

But even so.

There were still some stubborn ones who firmly believed the patient’s family couldn’t be wrong.

Stubbornly questioning: "It was just a heart surgery for the patient; why no food or water? And just from having a bowl of porridge, this indicates the doctor’s skill level, doesn’t it..."

Before he finished speaking.

He was slapped on the head by a fellow student next to him.

A hot-tempered guy, unable to hold back, spoke up: "Can’t you shut up? How on earth did an idiot like you even pass the entrance exam to Hai City University?"

"Is the entrance score for Hai City University now so low? Or were the other students in your cohort just not trying hard enough, letting a brain-dead one like you in?"

"Doesn’t matter if it’s a heart surgery or just a leg operation; any surgery requires fasting."

"You have no common sense; at least listen to what the doctor says, right?! Dumb dog!"

The hot-tempered guy’s tone was a bit harsh.

Brother Juelu, who was holding onto his stance a moment ago, saw the hot-tempered guy’s readiness to punch at any moment.

Became inexplicably meek.

First, he shrank his neck.

Then quietly said, "Why be so harsh while explaining?"

The hot-tempered guy stared at him: "With your attitude earlier, even if I spoke nicely to you, would you understand?"

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"It’s true; I often see such debaters on the Internet. You can’t reason with them by talking kindly."

"Actually, if you encounter such people online, not talking nicely also doesn’t work."

"Exactly! When you’re polite, they love to argue; when you’re not, they attack your character. Debaters are indeed a peculiar breed."

"Such people only behave when they meet a seemingly ill-tempered hot-head offline and switch faces."

"This is hilarious; does Brother Juelu know you guys are giving him a nickname like this in the comments?"

"We’re just chattering a bit, but you’re quite the character yourself, getting a nickname in no time. But Brother Juelu is indeed fitting!"

"I suspect this guy was that annoying brat in class who loved giving people nicknames!"

"Hehehe!!!"

"..."

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Just as he was about to argue more.

The other guy glared at him again.

Brother Juelu: "..."

Guilt-ridden.

Angry.

After assessing the strength difference, he dared not act recklessly.

Though hot-tempered.

He was quite reasonable.

And continued explaining.

"I’ve had family members undergo surgery in the hospital. You can say I haven’t eaten pork, but I’ve seen pigs run."

"While I don’t entirely understand why there’s a fasting period after surgery, the doctors performing the surgery certainly know more than us."

"If you really know so much, why even go to the hospital? Just treat yourself at home."

"Since you can’t treat yourself at home, listen to the doctors when you go to the hospital."

Mu Yao, with a look of approval, gazed at the hot-tempered guy who was speaking.

Wiping her teary eyes, she kept nodding beside him.

Every word this guy said, she liked to hear.

And it was at this moment.

The hot-tempered guy’s tone suddenly softened.

"I remember the doctor who operated on my grandpa also explained why fasting was necessary."

"I only remember two reasons: One was that surgery could cause intestinal bloating, and eating or drinking post-operation might lead to gastroesophageal reflux, potentially fatal."

"The deceased patient Dr. Mu and Dr. Chen mentioned must have died due to such a cause."

Mu Yao nodded cooperatively, "This classmate is right."

Upon hearing Mu Yao’s explanation.

In the crowd.

Exclamations rose one after another.

No one expected that this seemingly fierce guy’s words would get validation from professional doctors.

Additionally.

Many were fed up with Brother Juelu’s earlier remarks.

From the crowd.

Came some heckling voices.

"Buddy, didn’t you remember another reason? What’s the other reason, tell us!"

"Yeah, there are plenty of ignorant folks out there. Educate us more so that physicians aren’t wrongfully blamed!"

"Coming to a professional place, not listening to professionals, causing trouble but then blaming doctors; makes me realize how high-risk being a doctor can be."

"I’ll be more polite to doctors when I visit the hospital next time."

"Maybe start by being nicer to Dr. Chen at the campus clinic."

"I don’t really want to go to the campus clinic..."