"Brothers! Play the suona! See off one honored guest!"
"You get what you ask for! For a mont, I couldn’t tell whether Dr. Chen is scarier or traditional Chinese dicine is scarier!!!"
"Is it possible that college students are scarier?!"
"This girl was pretending to be calm at first, but as Dr. Chen stayed silent longer, she started to look obviously anxious!"
"Are you kidding! If it were you, could you promise not to be anxious? As the saying goes, don’t be afraid of a smiling doctor, be afraid when they look solemn!"
"Dr. Chen: Bringing a little shock to the materialists."
"..."
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"Dr. Chen, am I really sick..."
As Chen Mu furrowed his brows tighter.
The girl who stopped the car just felt restless in front of Chen Mu.
For so reason.
In her heart, there was an indistinct premonition.
Her illness might be more serious than her friend’s broken bone!
This kind of thought.
Just appeared in the girl’s mind for a mont, and she couldn’t help but shiver.
She’s still young.
She hasn’t had the chance to fulfill her filial duties or realize her ambitions.
God probably wouldn’t bother with soone as inconspicuous as her, would He?
Listening to the girl’s question.
Under the girl’s obviously overly timid gaze, Chen Mu calmly nodded: "Yes, you are sick."
Speaking.
Chen Mu raised his hand and pointed to his neck, "Didn’t you say earlier that you didn’t feel unwell these days?"
"Then what’s with the allergy on your neck?"
Was her neck allergic?
The girl bewilderedly touched her neck, looking at Chen Mu with so suspicion: "Dr. Chen, I may not know much about dicine, but I do know a bit about allergies."
"Generally speaking, if a patient really had an allergic reaction, there should at least be so pain or itching, right?"
"My hand is on my neck right now, and I don’t feel anything, are you ssing with ?"
Listening to the girl’s words.
The caraman imdiately realized where the program’s highlight was.
The cara zood in.
Landing right on the girl’s fair neck.
The girl’s neck looked beautiful, a fair slender swan neck.
The only unsightly part.
Were the large red spots on her neck.
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"Yikes! For those allergic-prone people, just seeing this makes my scalp tingle!"
"As soone with an allergy-prone constitution, those marks are the scariest, usually painful and itchy, taking days to heal even with dicine and ointnts, might even require a hospital visit if it gets worse."
"Isn’t it scary that her hand is already on the allergic area, and she says she feels nothing?!"
"I may not know dicine, but based on my years of reading novels, I boldly guess that this situation is generally much more serious than regular allergies?!"
"It might really be more serious than ordinary allergies, and seeing Dr. Chen’s solemn expression, I’m not sure if this girl can safely get off the car."
"..."
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"Nuonuo, take a look yourself..."
Seeing her friend still looks disbelieving.
The patient with the broken rib.
Opened her phone’s front cara and handed it to her friend, "I noticed the marks on your neck days ago, but I thought you knew about your allergy, so I didn’t ntion it..."
After all, an allergy in such an obvious place.
It’s hard to miss.
Hearing her friend say this, the patient, half convinced, took the phone handed over.
Used the front cara to take a look at her neck.
Sure enough.
She imdiately saw the large spots there.
The girl called Nuonuo, in an involuntary high voice: "Such large allergic marks, am I blind or what, how did I not see this until now?"
Chen Mu shrugged: "How should I know..."
Nuonuo’s gaze fell on her friend, "How long ago did you see my allergic reaction?"
The patient with the broken rib thought for a mont.
Gave an answer: "Probably... three or four days ago? I don’t rember exactly..."
"Three or four days ago? That long and I didn’t feel anything?"
The girl who stopped the car touched her neck with one hand.
She was visibly flustered.
"Dr. Chen, is my condition serious? Is there any hope?"
Chen Mu, seeing the girl clearly flustered, decided not to tease anymore, furrowed his brows, and said: "Your condition is indeed sowhat serious..."
"According to the pulse, there’s a significant possibility, it’s pancreatic cancer..."
"I suggest when we get to the hospital, you should have a pancreatic cancer screening."
Pancreatic cancer?
The girl didn’t know what pancreatic cancer was, but she knew once you connect with "cancer," it’s basically either death or a very hard life.
She hadn’t caught her breath from this dreadful news.
When she heard Chen Mu, in an excessively calm tone, explaining, "Pancreatic cancer, also known as the king of cancers!"
Nuonuo rolled her eyes dramatically and fainted...
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"????"
"Was she scared unconscious or did she have a sudden illness?"
"Judging by Dr. Chen’s reaction, it’s likely she was scared unconscious."
"Really, getting what you ask for..."
"How terrifying! It’s bad enough with cancer, but then cos the king of cancers, no need to be the person involved; even a live stream viewer like is a bit creeped out, okay?!"
"Don’t say you as a viewer, I, as a dical student, have already jumped out of my chair, pancreatic cancer is sothing that is very hard to detect early, and once most patients are diagnosed, it’s already late-stage pancreatic cancer."
"And in the late stages of pancreatic cancer, with current dical advancents, there’s virtually no possibility of a cure, just waiting to die..."
"She hasn’t even graduated from college and got this kind of illness?"
"As a Hai City University student, I was just about to reach the campus hospital to see Dr. Chen for a physical check-up, but I’m going back ho now, I think this is sothing not necessarily worth checking out."
"From today onwards, Hai City University will have no more materialists."
"..."
—
Watching Nuonuo pass out.
Chen Mu didn’t try to forcibly wake her but confird her pulse was temporarily okay before waiting for Nuonuo to wake up on her own.
"Dr. Chen, from the perspective of traditional Chinese dicine, is there any hope for a cure for this so-called king of cancers?"
Lying on the ergency bed, the girl with the broken rib, also Nuonuo’s friend, cautiously looked at Chen Mu and asked.
Chen Mu pursed his lips: "I can only say, from a modern dical standpoint, if it’s early-stage pancreatic cancer, there’s still hope."
Listening to Chen Mu’s voice.
The girl had already ford a frightening guess in her heart but still couldn’t help but ask: "Dr. Chen, you only ntioned early-stage pancreatic cancer, so what about middle-stage and late-stage pancreatic cancer, is there still hope..."
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