"This is probably the true situation of the older generation, right? I’ve only realized these past few years that my dad, who appears so reticent and reserved, actually has a rich inner world."
"..."
—
Telling himself deep inside.
He already knew before coming here that many intern doctors wanted to learn about his condition.
Repeatedly emphasized it to himself many tis.
Only then did Xia Zhengchang manage to successfully reassure himself.
Sighing.
He began to explain his condition.
"Dr. Chen, I’ve been soone who has focused on health maintenance since my youth."
"I always felt that in a person’s life, health is the most important."
"So now I’m in my fifties, I don’t smoke, and I don’t drink."
Seeing Xia Zhengchang’s sowhat proud expression, Chen Mu smiled slightly.
Nodded his head.
Chen Mu: "That’s indeed a very good perspective, health is the most important."
After receiving Chen Mu’s approval, Xia Zhengchang looked rather smugly at his daughter beside him, who bore a helpless expression.
The patient’s family just assud Chen Mu’s response was perfunctory to her father.
Gently urged, "Dad, Dr. Chen is asking about your condition now, not your health philosophy..."
What she didn’t know was.
Chen Mu wasn’t just trying to cater to the patient’s mindset.
From the doctor’s perspective.
For patients of Xia Zhengchang’s age, it’s safe to say they are the main clientele in the hospital’s pulmonary departnt.
All basically due to long-term smoking-related health issues.
"Oh oh, I need to talk about my condition."
"Sorry, doctor, I’m usually a bit chatty at ho, so I just wanted to share my thoughts with you just now."
Chen Mu smiled and said, "It’s okay, those are all very healthy views. Next, let’s talk about your condition first."
Xia Zhengchang nodded, showing a troubled expression, "Actually, I’ve always had good sleep, but about two months ago, sothing strange happened."
Chen Mu: "Oh?"
Xia Zhengchang: "I was sleeping well, and suddenly I woke up suffocating."
"The feeling is like this, as if soone was depriving of air."
"But strangely, after I woke up, no one was strangling my neck, and no one was pinching my nose."
"Without any external force, I just woke up suffocating!"
Chen Mu nodded and asked, "How long has this been happening?"
Xia Zhengchang replied confidently, "About two months!"
What?
No doubt about it.
When hearing this response, Chen Mu was montarily stunned.
Fragile university students are often scared to visit the hospital to avoid spending family money, hence delaying treatnt.
But you’re over fifty.
Claiming to pay attention to health, yet after being sick for more than two months, didn’t think to visit the hospital for a check-up?
Chen Mu frowned: "You haven’t gone to the hospital?"
At this point.
A trace of embarrassnt appeared on Xia Zhengchang’s expression.
"Pfft!"
Instead, his daughter.
Laughed uncontrollably.
eting Chen Mu’s questioning gaze, the family mber explained, "Dr. Chen, I only found out today, since the school hospital is free, that my dad was sick."
"He never told us before and always claid to have taken asures for his sleep issues."
Chen Mu asked, "Was it latonin?"
Before the family mber could answer, Chen Mu muttered on his own, "That’s odd..."
"latonin is for people with sleep initiation problems, but your father’s condition doesn’t require latonin."
"He wakes up at night suffocating, which is a breathing issue."
The family mber couldn’t suppress the smile on her face.
While laughing, she shook her head and said, "Dr. Chen, you overthink it. My dad’s solution was to find a Taoist priest to perform a ritual."
"What?"
Chen Mu was dumbfounded.
The group of lab coat-wearing people behind him were also stunned.
They studied modern dicine, which never suggested that night-ti breathing difficulties could be alleviated through a ritual?!
Looking at her sowhat embarrassed father, the family mber unabashedly exposed her father’s secret.
"My dad said his situation was sleep paralysis due to ghosts, so he needed to find a high-level master to perform a ritual."
Chen Mu: "..."
Family mber: "Then he even got a bunch of talisman water. It wasn’t until today when he voluntarily told he was sick, did I find out he had consulted a Taoist."
The family mber was clearly a bit angry.
Xia Zhengchang lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake.
Chen Mu took a whole minute.
To find his voice amidst this outrageous information: "May I boldly ask, Mr. Xia, how much did you pay for the ritual?"
Xia Zhengchang nodded repeatedly: "It’s not about money, it’s about fate!"
Chen Mu: "???"
Xia Zhengchang: "18,800 yuan."
Chen Mu: "!!!"
—
"Okay, okay, I take back what I said earlier, this uncle is much more absurd than the fragile university students..."
"It’s about fate, not money, they say."
"Alright, alright! Uncle definitely knows how to have fun!"
"You’re all laughing, but I can’t. Two years ago, when my mom was diagnosed with cancer, she ran from the top hospitals to take so health supplents, claiming they could save her life."
"???"
"Perhaps? Did your mother also buy a 20,000 yuan health mattress?"
"Hehehe... My dad even bought a 30,000 yuan foot soak package..."
"All conned from places that offered free eggs."
"So, getting free eggs is more suited for our group of fragile university students. We can’t afford health supplents."
"Alright, alright!!!"
"..."
—
Chen Mu looked at Xia Zhengchang.
Then glanced at the family mber, lightly sighed and said, "Now you’re here to see , so it seems that the master’s powers weren’t profound enough?"
Upon hearing Chen Mu’s words.
Xia Zhengchang couldn’t help but blush a bit.
Rubbing his face, sowhat helplessly he said, "Doctor, please don’t mock . On the way here, my daughter already scolded all the way..."
Chen Mu chuckled.
Continued: "Since you’re waking up gasping at night, you should experience shortness of breath upon waking, right?"
"Simply put, your breathing isn’t smooth after waking."
Xia Zhengchang’s eyes lit up as he looked at Chen Mu.
Nodded: "Doctor, I’m sick, not under ghost oppression, right?"
Chen Mu: "Yes, you’re sick."
Xia Zhengchang breathed a sigh of relief: "Good, good, it’s not ghost oppression..."
"I was wondering, I’ve led a righteous life, never done too many wrongdoings, how could it be ghost oppression."
"Just being sick, not ghost oppression, thank goodness..."
Chen Mu: "???"
—
"Dr. Chen: I’m stunned, I always thought so many fragile university students at school couldn’t top this old man’s absurdity."
"You’re saying it’s a relief to be sick? For people that age, illness often ans lifelong dication."
"Am I the only one focusing on sothing weird? Not many wrongdoings, aning so were done?"
"Didn’t a wrongdoing just occur, being sick and not going to a doctor but a Taoist."
"Hahahaha!!! I think the uncle didn’t find a Taoist, but a scamr. If he was really a capable Taoist, how couldn’t he tell the uncle was sick, not ghost oppressed?"
"Yikes! So many smart people in the comnts, I didn’t even realize the uncle was deceived!"
"18,800 yuan! That’s a considerable amount, hope the uncle’s daughter reports it, isn’t this a scam?"
"And those talisman waters, can they really be consud randomly?"
"It’s rare to see Dr. Chen so powerless, the last ti he showed such an expression was with Da Congming, this uncle is also quite a character..."
"Hai City University, staff family mber’s debut, still repeating the saying, Hai City University doesn’t support idle people!"
"Alright, alright!!! No break, is it?!!!"
"You guys, your mouths are vicious!"
"..."
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