University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 681 - 512: I’m Constipated, I Haven’t Pooped in 3 Days! (Part 2)

University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 681 - 512: I’m Constipated, I Haven’t Pooped in 3 Days! (Part 2)

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Chapter 681: Chapter 512: I’m Constipated, I Haven’t Pooped in 3 Days! (Part 2)

According to his memory before bed, Su Bingbing and the show crew had already gone off-duty.

Where did this live broadcast come from?

"Secretary Lu, didn’t you send a WeChat message to tell you, so as not to disturb your sleep?"

Hearing a cautious prompt from an intern doctor, Chen Mu frowned as he reopened the WeChat page on his phone.

This time.

Sure enough, he saw the message from Secretary Lu during his sleep.

The content was relatively simple, mainly talking about how, even after his rest and Su Bingbing’s departure, online popularity hadn’t dropped.

And the show crew cherished this wave of popularity, so they inquired with Hai City University if the campus hospital could continue the live broadcast at night.

Chen Mu and Su Bingbing didn’t have to be there; people were just curious whether there would be patients at Hai City University that night.

If not, just leaving a live chat room for sleepless netizens to chat would be good too.

Hai City University was also keen to seize this wave of popularity.

Their collaboration was a match made in heaven.

The only concern was whether the interns from Hai City Medical University and that side were willing to participate in this broadcast.

The internet exposure is a double-edged sword.

Since the interns also needed to appear on camera, their thoughts and willingness had to be considered.

Luckily.

The result was satisfactory to all three parties.

Hai City Medical University had no objections, saying it could give the interns some pressure.

To better face patients.

The interns coming to Hai City University’s hospital.

Knew that Hai City University has been in a live broadcast mode lately before coming for their internships.

Regarding the live broadcast, they naturally had no objections.

Happily agreed.

This is how Chen Mu saw the scene before him.

Having figured out the origin of the live broadcast.

Realized.

After everything made sense, Chen Mu naturally had no objections.

He just led the way to the observation room, "Let’s go check on the patient first."

Seeing Chen Mu come down, the filming crew who had been leaving the filming camera in the hospital lobby.

Very cleverly picked up the camera and followed him.

For the crew now, Chen Mu’s appearance meant instant popularity.

How could they miss out on that?!

"Dr. Chen! Are you here to save me?!"

When Chen Mu walked in, he saw a girl with both arms dislocated.

A group of white coats stood around her.

Some of the white coats occasionally seemed eager to try helping her with the dislocation.

It’s just that.

The girl’s resistance was really obvious.

Even if the white coats had the idea, they couldn’t force the patient to accept their treatment.

Although they really wanted to try resetting her arm, they could only stand aside and watch.

After all.

Initially, the patient was cooperative.

She was willing to accept treatment from these interns.

As for why it dragged on till now...

It was their fellow interns’ inadequate skills that made the patient lose confidence in all the interns present.

"Dr. Chen, you’re finally here!"

"You’re here to reset my arm, right?"

The pitiful fragile college student, upon seeing Chen Mu, shed tears of excitement.

The expressions of the white coats standing beside her turned even more awkward.

"I’m dying of laughter! Thinking of the broadcast scene just now reminds me of how much this girl has suffered."

"I just entered, and I don’t quite get it. If the interns aren’t skilled enough, couldn’t she take a taxi to the hospital? Doctors in a major hospital’s ER should be competent enough to do a reset, no problem."

"That’s the logic, and the intern doctors also suggested that, but the fragile college student didn’t want to go to the hospital!"

"Why didn’t she want to go to a hospital? Do the today’s fragile college students have so little faith in hospital doctors that they only trust Chen Mu, the campus doctor, is it that absurd?"

"It’s not as absurd as you guess, but reality is quite absurd. Because going to the hospital costs extra money, she didn’t want to."

"Alright!!! Not talking about the extra cost, I almost forgot all projects at Hai City University’s hospital are free."

"So, just to save this money, she’d wait for Dr. Chen to wake up instead of going to the hospital???"

"Besides the fragile college students, hardly anyone would make such an outrageous decision!"

"..."

"Yes, let me first reset your..."

Chen Mu walked to the girl’s side, but before finishing his sentence.

With the girl’s scream, her left arm was already reset.

The anxious interns beside him said, "Dr. Chen, we didn’t see clearly just now!"

Chen Mu ignored the interns around him, his focus remained on the surprised girl who was now moving her arm slightly.

"According to the records from the interns, you dislocated both your arms in the dorm around one a.m., can I ask what you were doing late at night in the dorm?"

Chen Mu truly couldn’t understand.

Is there something dangerous in their school’s student apartments?

Could she have dislocated it while getting up to use the bathroom at night?

"Well..." Hearing Chen Mu’s question, the fragile college student’s expression became a bit subtle.

Actually a little evasive.

Chen Mu’s hand rested on her other dislocated arm.

"Since you’re here, how about I take your pulse?" Chen Mu said lightly.

Whether it was Chen Mu’s offer to take her pulse that intimidated the fragile college student.

When Chen Mu reset her other arm...

The girl’s loud voice echoed throughout the observation room, "Dr. Chen, I’m constipated, I haven’t pooped for three days!!!"

Instantly.

In the entire observation room.

The awake interns and patients couldn’t help but fix their eyes on the girl.

Feeling the gazes around her, the girl’s face turned bright red.

"Alright, alright! We know you’re constipated, but there’s no need to shout so loudly!"

"Is it just me, or does it seem like the constipation rate among Hai City University’s fragile college students is quite high; they often encounter constipated patients there."

"Maybe it’s not a Hai City University issue, but rather a trend among young people; constipation is not uncommon!"

"???

I’m part of the youth, and I’m not constipated! Please don’t represent me!"

"Then you are the exception. Irregular routines do pose a risk of constipation; in our dorm, five out of six are constipated..."

"Are you the only one not constipated?"

"No! I am the first one to get constipated!"

"666!!!"

"..."

"It indeed sounds painful; you usually eat a lot, right?"

Chen Mu’s gaze lowered, landing on the girl’s belly.

Even though the girl was wearing a loose pajama T-shirt, one could see a slight bulge in her abdomen.

Upon hearing Chen Mu’s words.

The girl’s face flushed slightly.

Yet she still nodded honestly, "I... do eat quite a bit..."

Just a bit?

Chen Mu looked at the girl with some skepticism.

Under Chen Mu’s skeptical gaze, the girl gradually began to feel guilty.

Even began avoiding eye contact with Chen Mu.

Quietly she said, "Actually, I usually eat this much, but I haven’t pooped in three days, so I thought if the stomach’s capacity is limited, if I ate more tonight, would the new food push the poop out of my body?"

Chen Mu: "..."

Despite having worked as a campus doctor at Hai City University’s hospital for quite some time.

Still, he frequently finds himself out of sync with the whimsical logic of fragile college students, feeling out of place among these young folks.

He turned his head.

And saw the interns behind him with similarly wide-open mouths.

Chen Mu: "!"

Oh!

Now that there are more doctors, it’s the fragile college student who is out of sync, not him!

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