Secretary Lu took a deep breath, "If you just gave five more minutes to contact the student’s parents..."
Chen Mu: "We got here quite late already."
Secretary Lu: "..."
He understood.
There was no room for any delay.
After a deep sigh, Secretary Lu continued, "I understand. You should proceed imdiately with the vomiting induction plan. I’ll excuse myself for a mont..."
Saying that.
Secretary Lu walked away with his phone.
—
"The student hasn’t left the danger zone yet, and Secretary Lu isn’t staying here to care for them? Not even putting on a show of concern?"
"Isn’t making this decision hard enough? By making this decision, Secretary Lu is taking on the responsibility if the student’s parents cause a commotion later!"
"But Dr. Chen also said that inducing vomiting is relatively safe. Would the student’s parents really object to this thod?"
"If it was explained to the family in advance, they wouldn’t object. But without a signed consent, any probability ans the bla falls on the doctor. Don’t ask how I know..."
"In the past, hospitals were willing to proceed without a signature, putting the patient’s health first. But after too many disputes, their confidence was shaken. Although most of the patients’ families aren’t unreasonable, who dares to gamble their career on soone else’s conscience?"
"I replayed it; Secretary Lu was holding his phone when he left. Even though they decided on the ergency plan, they should still inform the patient’s family as soon as possible to prevent further disputes and trouble."
"Do we really need to assu the worst in people..."
"..."
—
"Ugh!"
As the patient vomited, their eyes squinted into narrow slits.
It seed as though they had regained so consciousness, but they couldn’t fully open their eyes.
While taking the patient’s pulse, Chen Mu kept adjusting the position of his acupuncture needle.
"Reporter Su, please contact the school hospital and get so glucose injection solutions over here."
"This child’s body isn’t in great shape to begin with. If they keep vomiting like this, they’ll surely collapse."
Su Bingbing nodded, "Okay, Dr. Chen."
He Congming, who had followed them in, uncharacteristically remained silent.
Quietly squatting by the patient’s side, he held out a garbage can for them.
Whenever the patient soiled their clothes, he promptly helped clean them up.
Chen Mu administered another needle.
Suddenly, He Congming’s eyes widened.
Ignoring his nausea, he pointed at a spot in the garbage can, "Dr. Chen, take a look at the patient’s last vomit, doesn’t it look like there are blood streaks in there?"
Were there blood streaks in the patient’s vomit?!
Upon hearing He Congming’s words.
Chen Mu’s expression changed slightly.
Could it be...
That we’re facing a more serious situation?
With this thought in mind.
Chen Mu dared not hesitate for even a second.
He put on disposable dical gloves, and guided by He Congming’s direction, reached into Zhu Xiaohe’s vomit in the garbage can, unbothered by the nausea.
He even scooped so out for examination.
After a few seconds.
A substantial clump of vomit appeared in front of He Congming.
"Ugh!"
Since He Congming was without a mask.
And the pungent sll of Zhu Xiaohe’s vomit was overwhelming.
He Congming’s stomach churned at once.
Opening his mouth.
He too vomited a mouthful onto Chen Mu’s hand.
Chen Mu: "..."
—
"Oh my, I feel for Dr. Chen a bit. Even with dical gloves, having soone vomit directly on your hand is so disgusting! Ugh!"
"The way Dr. Chen calmly sifted through the vomit just now really stunned . Are all dical students this tough?"
"At first, it’s gross, but you have to observe so patients’ vomit to assess their health condition."
"Yet another day feeling amazed by dical professionals."
"He Congming is pretty innocent too, isn’t he? Coming to help and then having Dr. Chen shove a lump of vomit right under his nose..."
"Yeah, normally, you’d find it nauseating, not to ntion facing such a strong odor of vomit. Just imagining it already makes queasy."
"What was Dr. Chen thinking, bringing that stuff near soone else’s face?"
"..."
—
"Dr. Chen, I’m sorry. I didn’t an to."
After vomiting on Chen Mu’s hand, He Congming was evidently flustered.
He could be impulsive at tis.
But he wasn’t entirely thoughtless.
He naturally noticed how Dr. Chen seed sowhat annoyed by him earlier.
And now this.
Vomiting directly on Dr. Chen’s hand.
Although he knew it wasn’t intentional, that didn’t an Dr. Chen would understand!
Just imagining these scenarios.
He Congming found himself in unprecedented panic, constantly apologizing to Chen Mu.
"I promise, even if I feel nauseous again, I’ll swallow it down myself."
"I won’t make this mistake again!"
Splurt—
Chen Mu was initially just a little stunned.
Everything happened too suddenly.
As he snapped back to reality.
He heard He Congming’s incredible declarations and couldn’t help but laugh a little.
Taking off his disposable gloves.
He washed his hands in a basin brought over by a helpful student while saying to He Congming, "If you could actually swallow your own vomit, you’d be a tough guy, but there’s really no need for that..."
Looking at He Congming’s eyes, which still showed a bit of timidity.
Chen Mu started to dry his hands with a towel, "I just wanted to show you that the stuff in Zhu Xiaohe’s vomit is chili shreds, not blood."
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