Chen Mu looked at the patient’s previous dical records from the top-tier hospital.
Pneumonia.
But it wasn’t serious.
"Continue taking the dicine prescribed to you by the hospital, and take azithromycin orally for three more days."
The patient hesitated, "But... the doctor at the hospital said if I could get an IV drip for two days, I would recover faster."
"I know the dication is a bit harsh on the veins, but if I can just endure it a bit, then maybe it won’t be a problem?"
The patient looked at Chen Mu, still softly probing for a chance to continue the IV treatnt.
Chen Mu, helpless, said, "Judging solely from your current test report, your condition is definitely not severe enough to require coming to the school hospital for an IV in the middle of the night. Did sothing else happen last night?"
The young man nodded seriously, "Last night, for so reason, I suddenly started coughing violently. It was more severe than when I was checked at the hospital, even though I’ve been taking the pneumonia dicine for several days."
"I’ve always been a bit scared of injections, but last night, I eventually couldn’t stand the coughing and thought to just..."
"Go all out!"
"Co to the school hospital for an injection, a once-and-for-all solution. Plus, I had the dical record from the top-tier hospital, so even if I woke the dorm warden, they wouldn’t dare stop . The dorm warden even personally rode the e-bike to bring over."
Chen Mu: "..."
Alright then!
You have a top-tier hospital’s dical record, so you’re sothing special...
The young man looked up at Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, I really think this azithromycin IV is helping. Should I continue it for another few days?"
Chen Mu remained silent.
Actually, Chen Mu could roughly understand the young man’s thinking.
The effect of an IV is faster than tablets.
Besides, the school hospital doesn’t charge for IV drips, so it’s natural for the young man to want a quick recovery.
But for to step in like this...
Chen Mu glanced at the young man, still speaking in his usual indifferent tone, "Whether or not you can continue with the IV requires another round of checking with a CT scan to determine."
The young man wanted to continue, but Chen Mu gave him a cold stare.
The young man dared not say more in front of Chen Mu, only sitting sulkily on the hospital bed by himself.
Chen Mu turned toward the interns in white coats.
His expression could not be described as pleasant, "Last night, who was in charge of this patient? Who decided to give him the IV?"
A young man with thick-bottod glasses and a girl with bangs stepped forward together.
The girl with bangs, in a white coat, pointed at herself first, "I was responsible for the reception. When he ca to the school hospital last night, he indeed had a very severe coughing fit!"
Chen Mu nodded, giving a slight "hmm".
The one with the thick-bottod glasses, seeing that his partner wasn’t scolded, let down his guard and spoke, "I was the one who examined this patient later, Dr. Chen. His past dical record clearly indicated that an IV could be administered if necessary."
"But this patient is allergic to penicillin, so I opted for azithromycin for him."
Chen Mu sneered, "Should I praise you for being so ticulous?"
The one with thick-bottod glasses scratches his head sheepishly, "Dr. Chen, praise in private if you must. It’s too extravagant in front of the livestream cara."
He was lost in his own euphoria.
Completely oblivious to Chen Mu’s exceedingly grim expression.
—
"No... is it just my imagination, or does Dr. Chen’s expression look like he has no intention of praising him at all?"
"To be honest, I’ve watched Dr. Chen’s livestreams for a long ti, but rarely have I seen Dr. Chen looking this terrible in front of the cara."
"I have a feeling that in diagnosing this pneumonia patient, this doctor must have made a serious mistake. Otherwise, given Dr. Chen’s personality, his expression wouldn’t be this bad."
"Tsk! This poor guy doesn’t have a clue and is still smiling, really thinks Dr. Chen is praising him..."
"I’m an accountant, and seeing Dr. Chen’s expression makes my legs weak. Usually, when my boss looks this bad, it ans soone ssed up the decimal point!!!"
"As a fellow accountant! Seeing a decimal point makes my skin tighten up imdiately!"
"The one with thick-bottod glasses, in danger!!!"
"..."
—
Chen Mu looked speechlessly at the white coat in front of him, who was even acting a bit "shy."
Seeing Chen Mu’s expression.
The girl with bangs beside him couldn’t help but nudge her companion’s arm slightly.
Trying to hint for him to check out Chen Mu’s face.
But who would have guessed.
The one with the thick-bottod glasses beside her was engrossed in his own thoughts, whispering, "Got it. After work, I’ll treat you to dinner and share my joy of being praised by Dr. Chen..."
Mid-sentence.
Even the slow-witted one with the thick-bottod glasses sensed sothing was off.
The atmosphere around him.
To say it’s quiet enough to hear a pin drop wouldn’t be overstating.
No one was congratulating him.
On the contrary.
Everyone was looking at him with a peculiar expression.
He lifted his head, eting Chen Mu’s stern gaze.
In an instant.
The realization hit him, and he asked softly, "Dr. Chen, you weren’t actually aning to praise , were you?"
Did he misunderstand?
How embarrassing would that be?
Chen Mu snorted coldly, "When you admitted this patient last night, did you listen to his lung sounds?"
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