"Twenty or thirty cups..."
Even Chen Mu, who has always believed that diet doesn’t need to be entirely healthy, was sowhat taken aback by this number.
Wow!
When it cos to self-destruction, university students are definitely more skilled!
As the school doctor, he fully agrees with that!
"Besides milk tea, do you drink any other beverages?" Chen Mu admitted that Jian Wenxuan had successfully piqued his curiosity.
Jian Wenxuan nodded without any defenses, "Of course!"
"Dr. Chen, you don’t know, my parents give a decent amount of living expenses, and since I don’t have a girlfriend or anything, life at school is a bit more luxurious."
"When we buy drinks, we always buy them by the case."
"Our dormitory almost finishes a case of drinks, twenty-four bottles, every week."
As Jian Wenxuan spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up proudly.
In the university’s end-of-month famine, where affording even plain rice becos difficult, being able to indulge in so many drinks each week makes him quite wealthy!
His living expenses amount to a whopping five thousand per month!
Chen Mu’s heart had cald down, "Besides drinks and milk tea, do you consu other sweets?"
"Not really, I don’t think?" Jian Wenxuan pondered, resting his chin on his hand.
Suddenly.
Jian Wenxuan shuddered, staring intensely at Chen Mu in front of him, "Doctor, it seems like you’re frequently asking if I’ve eaten sweet things."
"Milk tea has a high sugar content, and so does cola. Am I...?"
"Do I have a disease related to drinking these beverages?"
Chen Mu nodded calmly.
Alright, this university student finally caught on.
Chen Mu: "Based on my diagnosis, you may be in the early stages of diabetes."
"But to ensure the accuracy of my diagnosis, I have brought you to the hospital for blood and urine tests to confirm my findings."
"Diabetes..." Jian Wenxuan’s pupils dilated, and his body staggered.
Fortunately, Chen Mu caught him in ti, preventing Jian Wenxuan from having an embarrassing fall right then and there.
Jian Wenxuan took several deep breaths.
He barely managed to keep himself from falling again.
"Dr. Chen, could it be a misdiagnosis..."
"I’m only twenty-one..."
Although he doesn’t have a deep understanding of diabetes, he knows that, like hypertension, it’s more prevalent in the elderly and obese populations.
He’s a twenty-one-year-old young man with a strong build, by no ans overweight.
How could he get such a disease?
Chen Mu shook his head, "Since I got my dical license, I have not misdiagnosed even once."
Jian Wenxuan felt dazed again.
If Chen Mu hasn’t misdiagnosed, that ans he really has diabetes.
As he carefully recalls, there is a history of diabetes in his family — both his grandparents have it.
Thinking about his family’s descriptions of diabetes, Jian Wenxuan’s face turned pale as he looked at Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, if I’m not mistaken..."
"Diabetes is sothing irreversible, right?"
"Once you get it, it can’t be cured?"
Chen Mu nodded.
Jian Wenxuan’s face grew more sorrowful.
Chen Mu was about to say sothing more.
Suddenly.
A nurse from the laboratory called out loudly, "Jian Wenxuan! Patient Jian Wenxuan!"
"Patient Jian Wenxuan and the family of the patient Jian Wenxuan, please co to Window 1 for blood tests imdiately!"
"Jian Wenxuan! Patient Jian Wenxuan!"
"Patient Jian Wenxuan and the family of the patient Jian Wenxuan, please co to Window 1 for blood tests imdiately!"
"..."
Upon hearing the nurse’s call, Chen Mu’s expression changed slightly.
He quickly stood up and headed toward Window 1 for blood tests.
Jian Wenxuan hurriedly followed behind Chen Mu, eagerly heading toward the direction of Window 1 for blood tests.
Along the way.
They saw many dical staff in white coats, all heading in the sa direction as them.
"Dr. Chen, why have so many doctors and nurses co?"
"Are these people here because of ?"
Though only four or five hundred ters away from Window 1, the sight of so many white coats made Jian Wenxuan’s legs turn weak with fear.
Chen Mu supported the trembling Jian Wenxuan with one hand.
Seeing the young faces of those in white coats, he smiled, "If my judgnt is correct, these dical personnel are here because of you."
In the hospital setting.
The appearance of a large number of dical staff typically suggests two scenarios.
One involves a critically ill patient in need of imdiate treatnt, requiring dical consultations to save a life.
And the other...
Chen Mu couldn’t help but glance at Jian Wenxuan again.
The other scenario involves an unusually rare case.
The hospital would call trainee or newly appointed dical staff to "gain so valuable experience" and learn from it.
"Hello, Doctor, I am the school doctor from Hai City University."
"The patient, Jian Wenxuan, whom you just called, is my student."
The person in the white coat nodded, "Ah, the school doctor, then I won’t waste words. Co take a look at the plasma from your student."
From below, the white coat took out a tube of milky white plasma.
Chen Mu’s expression cracked.
The young dical staff behind the white coat gazed at the tube of white plasma with excited eyes.
"No!"
"This must be a mistake at your hospital!"
"I saw it clearly just now; the blood drawn from my body was definitely red! Not this color!"
Jian Wenxuan first touched his arm where the blood had just been drawn.
Then, he sat directly on the small stool initially used for drawing blood, extending his arm into the blood draw window, "You must have made a mistake, draw it again! It’s definitely red!"
"How could human blood possibly be this color!"
A hand firmly pulled the emotionally unstable Jian Wenxuan from the stool, "Calm down, what they brought out is your plasma, not blood."
"Normal human plasma would not be red, so you don’t need to be so agitated."
Upon hearing Chen Mu say this, and looking at the amusent in the dical staff’s eyes, Jian Wenxuan’s face instantly turned red.
Did the things he just said make him seem ignorant?
Did he make a fool of himself?
Standing beside him, Chen Mu gently patted Jian Wenxuan on the shoulder, "Young man, let give you a simple science lesson."
"Plasma is extracted from your blood sample."
"Normally, human plasma, when extracted and left for a while, should appear semi-transparent and golden."
Listening to Chen Mu’s explanation, Jian Wenxuan grew even more distraught, "Dr. Chen, you an my plasma isn’t normal?"
Jian Wenxuan was nearly in tears, yet Chen Mu was smiling gleefully.
Patting his shoulder heavily, "Though your plasma isn’t normal, you’ve allowed many freshly appointed dical staff to see the world. On a grand scale, you’re contributing to the dical field of our country!"
Jian Wenxuan’s lips trembled.
If it weren’t for the crowd watching him, he probably would have cried by now.
He just wants normal human plasma; he doesn’t want to be the dical specin for new doctors to see the world!!!
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