University Doctor and His Fragile Patients Chapter 52: School Doctors Are Doctors Too—My Patient Is Cal

Chen Mu hung up the phone and imdiately checked the student’s various vital signs again.

Intracranial bleeding—before entering the operating room, it’s best not to take any dication.

Any dication might place a greater burden on the patient’s body.

Even a life-saving pill like the Angong Pill.

Giving this student the Angong Pill was an extrely risky decision for Chen Mu.

So he had to frequently check the student’s physical condition to ensure the Angong Pill wouldn’t beco a death sentence.

"Dr. Chen, I think our program might be canceled by your school..."

The caraman hugged his cara, sitting on the ambulance, trembling.

If the sick students from the previous day were kind of amusing,

at this mont he was truly frightened, these fragile students were serious!

According to standard procedure, if sothing happens to this student, the school will definitely be held accountable, no matter who the real culprit is.

If this program continues to air, can Hai City University still have peaceful days?

Chen Mu glanced at him and then returned his gaze to the student.

"You’re wrong. If our principal is smart, they absolutely won’t cancel the program."

The caraman was puzzled, "Why?"

Chen Mu: "Just like this fire, if it weren’t for the live broadcast, netizens would only know that our school had a fire, causing several students to be in life-threatening danger."

"Later on, clarifications from the school wouldn’t get much attention."

"But with your program, it’s different. The audience in the live broadcast can testify for the school that the fire was caused by students stealing electricity and forgetting to turn off illegal equipnt."

"The school has done everything a school can do. We will do our best to protect student safety, but the faculty and staff are just ordinary people, not gods..."

The caraman wanted to say sothing else.

But seeing Chen Mu’s attention on the student, he silently shut his mouth.

At this mont!

An urgent ringtone rang from Chen Mu’s pocket.

Chen Mu took out his phone and saw it was the principal calling again.

As soon as the call connected, the principal’s urgent voice sounded, "Dr. Chen, I’m on the way to the hospital now. What do you an by four students?"

"Don’t tell ! There are four with intracranial bleeding!"

Chen Mu: "403—four students, using illegal equipnt caused a fire, they inhaled too much smoke, three lost consciousness."

"Firefighters stayed to help, overseeing the other three students’ vital signs until 120 arrives."

"I’m bringing the school’s respirator, following Driver He’s car to et 120’s vehicle. The student on this ambulance is the only one in life-threatening danger."

"Smoke poisoning, intracranial bleeding, urgently needs surgery."

On the other end, the principal let out a cold breath, "I understand. I’ve already inford their counselors and am contacting the students’ parents."

"I’ll have the resident teachers keep an eye on those three students until 120 arrives."

"As for the students’ parents..."

The principal’s tone paused, "All four students from this dorm are non-local; parents might not be able to arrive imdiately, Dr. Chen, I entrust this to you..."

Chen Mu: "Okay."

Chen Mu was about to hang up when the principal’s voice sounded again, "Dr. Chen, wait!"

Chen Mu: "Yes?"

The principal’s voice was sowhat cautious, "Dr. Chen, after this military training, can you not resign..."

Chen Mu: "I’ll do my best..."

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"Brothers! I have a bold conjecture!"

" too..."

"Could there have been several school doctors at Hai City University originally, but current students are just too reckless, so all the school doctors resigned?"

"If I’d heard this two days ago, I’d definitely scoff, but seeing this intracranial bleeding, I’m speechless..."

"The principal made a humble request, pleading not to resign..."

"..."

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After hanging up the phone,

Chen Mu continued checking the student’s vital signs.

With the Angong Pill sustaining life, the student’s vital signs were slightly more stable than before.

But Chen Mu knew clearly all this was temporary.

If surgery isn’t perford in ti, the student is still in great life-threatening danger.

"Doctor... it hurts..." The student wearing the respirator mask looked at Chen Mu for help.

Chen Mu looked at him for a mont, and took out his acupuncture kit.

"I can’t seal your acupoints, only alleviate the pain a bit."

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"Chinese doctors sounded sharp warnings, Dr. Chen don’t!"

"Even Chinese doctors are nearly crying out, explaining to netizens that this student should ideally go straight to the operating room, without receiving any acupuncture therapy. Relieving pain at this ti is an imnse test of acupuncture skills."

"This student’s condition is very severe, already in extre life danger!"

"If Dr. Chen performs acupuncture, and in the end, the hospital doesn’t save the student, Dr. Chen and Chinese dicine might end up taking the bla."

"Stop shouting in the bullet comnts, Chinese doctors, we all understand, but if you were in Dr. Chen’s shoes, would you abandon a patient pleading to you because of unknown risks?"

"Damn! I’m so frustrated! But I, maybe..."

"..."

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"Dr. Chen, 120 is stuck in morning rush hour traffic."

"They’ve already contacted the traffic police brigade for assistance opening a rescue route, but it might still take a while."

Bingbing, who had been watching her phone, leaned over from the front.

Chen Mu nodded, "Old He, have you turned on the bell on our car?"

Driver He, driving in the front, nodded solemnly, "I turned it on, haven’t you seen the cars around giving us way!"

Chen Mu lowered his gaze.

Silently, he opened his acupuncture kit.

Bingbing received a ssage from the director’s team; after reading through the content sent over,

Bingbing turned her head and saw Chen Mu holding a silver needle.

"Dr. Chen!"

"Do you know the kind of risk you’ll face if you needle this student, and later, if sothing goes wrong?"

"He’s just in so pain and his life is temporarily sustained..."

"Otherwise..." just leave it be.

You are but a school doctor.

Hearing Bingbing’s anxious voice, Chen Mu, holding the silver needle, didn’t lift his head, "I know."

Bingbing stared at the silver needle in Chen Mu’s hand, "You know, yet you still won’t put it down..."

"Reporter Su!" Chen Mu raised his head, looking at Bingbing in the front.

When Chen Mu lifted his head, Bingbing finally saw how Chen Mu looked at this mont.

This young university doctor wasn’t much older than the student lying on the ambulance.

Chen Mu’s lips had lost much of their color, but his eyes were so bright they couldn’t be looked at directly, "Reporter Su, a school doctor is also a doctor. My patient, he’s asking for help!"