Upon hearing the words "need a blood transfusion."
Chen Mu's hand with the needle paused for a mont.
A mont later.
He said, "The school hospital can't do blood transfusions."
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"Brothers, this is hilarious, this girl actually believes in diagnosing herself with Baidu!"
"Baidu diagnoses aren't always inaccurate; they just present the worst-case scenario, basically telling you to thoroughly get checked at a hospital."
"If it's not that serious, then it's a well-known joke, cancer being the baseline. If you really had cancer, Baidu diagnosing would be saving your life!"
"Don't you see Dr. Chen is also helpless? If it were a serious illness, the school hospital wouldn't be able to handle it!"
"Ever since Dr. Chen beca popular because of the program, it seems like these students really treat the school doctor as a cure-all."
"…"
—
The girl said with a smile, "I know!"
"But I see in all sorts of school groups, everyone is saying Dr. Chen is a miracle doctor."
"Maybe if I see him at the school hospital, I won't need a blood transfusion!"
"Dr. Chen, blood transfusions are expensive."
Chen Mu withdrew the needle.
He said to Yan Qiao, "You're fine, if you haven't had a bowel movent by noon tomorrow, you can co to the school clinic to see , no need to queue."
Yan Qiao nodded obediently, "Understood, Dr. Chen!"
After seeing Yan Qiao get up.
Chen Mu pulled off the disposable dical sheet Yan Qiao had been lying on.
He turned to look for another sheet.
Su Bingbing had already handed one to Chen Mu.
After laying out the sheet.
Yan Qiao's roommate quickly lay down.
Just as Chen Mu was about to check her condition.
The girl protected her lower abdon, pouted towards the direction of the cara, "Dr. Chen, the red spots on my skin might cover a large area."
Chen Mu nodded.
He was just about to kick out the following caraman.
Only to et the pleading gaze of the caraman.
Chen Mu turned his head and looked at the girl on the examination bed, "Fellow student, I need to be clear, do you mind him potentially capturing your belly, seeing your abdon?"
"Or do you mind him recording your condition?"
The girl bit her lips, "I'm just afraid of exposure in front of the cara, Dr. Chen, after all, this is a livestream broadcast across the internet."
Chen Mu nodded, "That's simple, the caraman doesn't need to leave, and you won't be exposed on cara."
How could that be?
The questioning words hadn't even left her mouth.
The girl saw Chen Mu open the door to the storeroom next door.
Not long after.
Chen Mu ca out carrying a dical screen.
The screen was very tall.
Once set up, the caraman couldn't capture even the shadow of the person inside.
The caraman looked at this screen, with a particularly bitter smile, "Dr. Chen, is it really necessary to cover it so tightly?"
Chen Mu: "The student's personal privacy is very important."
Caraman: "Alright then..."
—
Once the screen was set up.
Even Su Bingbing didn't co inside.
Inside the screen were only Yan Qiao, the patient herself, and Dr. Chen.
"Do you feel safe now?" Chen Mu asked the patient.
The patient nodded with a smile, "No wonder people say our school's dical staff is amazing, Dr. Chen, I think so too!"
Chen Mu helplessly said, "Stop being glib, let check your condition first."
The girl swiftly lifted the clothes off her lower abdon.
Seeing the red marks on her belly, the serious and responsible Chen Mu paused briefly in silence.
He said with so headache, "These marks, do they hurt?"
The girl nodded.
Chen Mu placed one hand over the girl's abdon.
Then turned his head and removed the screen behind him.
Seeing her examination was over so quickly, the girl beca anxious, "Dr. Chen, do I really have so terminal illness that needs a blood transfusion?"
"Dr. Chen, do I need to call my parents now to raise money?"
"Should they sell the car or house?"
Chen Mu returned to his computer.
He pointed to the card reader, and said to the girl, "ID card or health insurance card."
"ID card, please."
Receiving the ID card from the girl.
Chen Mu swiped it on the machine.
The girl's personal information appeared on the school clinic's computer.
"Qiao Jintang."
After glancing at Qiao Jintang's na, Chen Mu set up a new electronic dical record under her na.
Then.
He pointed to the seat in front of him.
He said, "You don't have any disease, sit down, let explain your situation."
"No disease?"
"Dr. Chen, are you sure?"
"I was shocked myself waking up this morning with such large marks on ."
"And now a whole morning has passed, they show no signs of fading, isn't that an illness?"
Chen Mu didn't follow Qiao Jintang's line of thought.
Instead, he asked, "Did your period co yesterday?"
"Yeah!" Qiao Jintang habitually replied.
But the next second.
Qiao Jintang felt off.
Looking at Chen Mu with eyes as if looking at a freak.
"Dr. Chen, I've heard about the wonders of traditional Chinese dicine."
"It's said that from just checking the pulse, you can find out what soone ate last night and when they went to sleep."
"But..."
"You just glanced at my belly, and didn't take my pulse. How did you know I got my period yesterday, you couldn't possibly..."
Chen Mu was speechless, "After you got your period yesterday, did you use a hot water bottle or a warm pack?"
Qiao Jintang still looked at Chen Mu with suspicion.
But facing the doctor.
She honestly nodded, "My period started yesterday afternoon, and it hurt a lot."
"Then I touched my belly, it felt cold even in the height of sumr, so I put on several warm packs to warm up."
Chen Mu sighed, "Ward it up all night?"
Qiao Jintang nodded righteously, "Yes, when my belly hurts during my period I often do this, it's never been a problem!"
Chen Mu sighed again, "That's a big problem, co take a look."
Chen Mu also opened a search engine.
He typed in a few words.
"Low-temperature burn"
Chen Mu pointed at a few large images on the search engine, and asked Qiao Jintang, "Do you think the symptoms in these pictures look familiar?"
Qiao Jintang carefully looked for a few seconds, and nodded, "They really do a bit."
Saying this.
She subconsciously lifted the hem of her shirt.
To look at her belly.
"Ahem!"
Suddenly hearing Chen Mu's cough, and seeing the look he gave her.
Qiao Jintang realized she almost did sothing in front of the live cara.
She embarrassedly walked alone behind the screen.
A while later.
She walked out with a face full of surprise.
"Dr. Chen, my condition really matches the symptoms in the pictures."
"Is this called a low-temperature burn, I didn't know warm packs could also cause burns!"
"Is my condition serious? Do I need to apply burn cream?"
Chen Mu shook his head, "In at most two days, the marks on your belly will be gone."
"Oh, right."
"Since you're here, put your hand up, let take your pulse."
Qiao Jintang obediently put her hand up.
A few seconds later.
Chen Mu's expression started to beco serious.
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