"Dr. Chen..."
Bingbing made a call back.
Seeing the scene unfolding in the observation room, she almost lost her balance and stumbled forward.
These past two days, the neatly organized dical kit she had arranged.
Was being ransacked and dumped out by Chen Mu.
"What are you doing?" Su Bingbing walked over to Chen Mu, barely holding up her smile.
Chen Mu found the blood glucose ter among the pile of items.
He hurriedly moved away from Su Bingbing, "Reporter Su, sorry for the trouble."
Watching Chen Mu walk towards the patient, Su Bingbing paused for a mont.
The slight resentnt she felt earlier almost faded away at this mont.
—
"My wife really has a good temper, even with Dr. Chen making such a ss, she didn't get angry."
"Yeah, I wonder if I ss up our bedroom, my wife will smile and help clean up, just like helping Dr. Chen with the dical kit?"
"???"
"Isn't it broad daylight? Why are there so many people dreaming in the chat?"
"It's fine to dream, but they're dreaming of such unrealistic things; this group is truly outrageous!"
"I feel like Dr. Chen himself is also having issues. He used to be able to find things accurately, but this ti it turned into a ss."
"I'll just say that after working non-stop, anyone would be like this. Dr. Chen hasn't taken a break since this morning, has he?"
"We surgeons often buy glucose ourselves; maybe Dr. Chen should also get so for himself?"
"..."
—
Chen Mu first perford a blood sugar test on Jiang Xing.
Although the accuracy might not be enough during this ti period.
It was still sufficient to determine whether Jiang Xing's blood sugar was a problem.
Watching the numbers on the glucose ter rise sharply.
Chen Mu's face turned dark.
He picked up the forehead thermoter and pointed it at Jiang Xing's head.
Forty point two degrees.
Great.
Although still feverish, at least Jiang Xing's body temperature was dropping.
Chen Mu walked towards the dical kit, but before he made it halfway, an acupuncture kit was handed in front of him.
Chen Mu paused in his tracks.
He awkwardly looked ahead.
He saw Bingbing looking at him with a smile, "Isn't this what Dr. Chen needs?"
"It is..."
Chen Mu took the acupuncture kit handed over by Bingbing, feeling a bit gloomy as he walked back.
In his mind, he thought.
When the school principal wakes up.
No, wait...
If the principal doesn't wake up, he can go find the secretary.
After this program recording ends, he needs an assistant like Su Bingbing.
It would save him a lot of ti.
Improve the efficiency of diagnosing students.
Chen Mu administered two needles.
The patient's previously heavy breathing was gradually easing.
At this mont.
The door of the observation room.
With a "pang," it was rudely pushed open from the outside.
Bai ng rushed into the observation room, seeing everyone inside looking at him with peculiar expressions.
A student with a red armband showed displeasure, "Classmate, this observation room is for university hospital patients who need quiet to rest, and you made such a commotion..."
"Sorry, really sorry!"
Bai ng didn't know how to explain his urgency.
He bowed to each of the people in the university hospital observation room, ensuring that everyone received his apology.
The student with the red armband, who had been criticizing him, was now bewildered by the scene.
He even started to doubt himself.
Did he scold the wrong person?
Faced with Bai ng's attitude, his tone unconsciously softened, "Classmate, did you cause such a commotion because you ca to the observation room for sothing urgent?"
"For example, is it related to the health of a friend you know?"
Bai ng first nodded, then shook his head.
Bai ng: "No, none of my friends have any issues..."
He explained verbally.
His anxious eyes kept searching around the observation room.
Until!
He made eye contact with Chen Mu, who had an inquisitive expression.
Bai ng rushed up to Chen Mu in a fluster, "Dr. Chen, hello, I called you earlier. I'm Jiang Xing's advisor, my na is Bai ng!"
Chen Mu just nodded.
Then Bai ng started speaking rapidly, "Dr. Chen, I almost figured out everything you asked to find out."
Chen Mu pulled out a notebook and pen from his pocket.
Chen Mu: "Please go on."
Bai ng wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Jiang Xing's uncle and aunt both have abnormal sugar tabolism issues, and Jiang Xing's grandfather has a history of diabetes."
Chen Mu nodded.
Bai ng continued, "After I found out, I called Jiang Xing's roommates to inquire about his usual dietary habits in the dormitory."
"None of them picked up my calls, and I was worried you might be anxious for this information, so I rushed to their dormitory myself."
"Dr. Chen, have a look at this..."
Bai ng spoke while.
Finding a picture on his phone.
And holding it up to Chen Mu.
Seeing the content on the image, Chen Mu involuntarily widened his eyes, "Whoa!"
The photo Bai ng took was supposed to be the inside of Jiang Xing's dormitory.
Between the gap of the table and the wall, there were dozens of empty Pepsi bottles.
All of them were large bottles.
Chen Mu squinted at the picture, trying to enlarge it.
The unfortunate thing was that Bai ng's phone had poor resolution, and Chen Mu couldn't clearly see the details he wanted, "Teacher Bai, may I ask what the capacity of these Pepsi bottles are?"
Bai ng shook his head emphatically like a rattle, "It's not impolite, not at all!"
"Dr. Chen, those Pepsis are the 2.5-liter kind!"
"I just asked his roommates in the dorm, Jiang Xing would bring back two 2.5-liter Pepsis every day, and would basically finish them by the end of the day!"
"Besides that, Jiang Xing has a penchant for all kinds of sweets, like different boxed cakes and milk teas."
"He's even reached the highest mbership level at several milk tea shops outside the school."
Chen Mu: "..."
He turned to look at Jiang Xing, who was still feverish.
A feeling of helplessness surrounded him.
Due to the increasingly younger demographic of diabetics these past years.
The school annually hosts a variety of free health seminars for students.
Among which, diabetes lectures are a key focus!
In spite of repeatedly stressing to these university students to moderate their diet!
Especially classmates with a family history of diabetes and are overweight; they must control sugar intake.
The school has practically strained its voice shouting this out!
Yet still, so students treat the school's advice with a deaf ear.
In one ear and out the other.
Chen Mu took a deep breath and said to Bai ng, "Would you please contact Jiang Xing's family and ask them to co to Hai City University's hospital."
"Jiang Xing has a blood sugar problem, and the likelihood of diabetes is high."
Bai ng hastily nodded.
He went out with his phone, while Chen Mu looked puzzled at Bai ng's departing figure.
He hadn't noticed what Teacher Bai was wearing just now.
In this hot weather.
He was wearing a long-sleeve suit.
Is this how competitive one's appearance has to be at work nowadays?
As Chen Mu was still processing this.
"Cough, cough!"
"Cough, cough!"
Chen Mu turned his head.
And saw that Jiang Xing had sohow woken up.
He was leaning against the wall, coughing and gasping for breath!
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