"No... can't apply it..."
"But he's burned..." Su Bingbing's voice trailed off towards the end.
Chen Mu coldly glanced at He Congming, "You can spit it out now!"
He Congming did as told.
While placing an ice cube in a cup and handing it to He Congming, Chen Mu explained, "Most burn ointnts on the market are for external use."
"In this case, even if he goes to the hospital, it's tough for them to apply dication to his throat."
This ti, Chen Mu didn't need to say anything.
He Congming started to keep the water in his mouth and spit it out after intervals.
Although he still couldn't speak much, He Congming clearly felt his throat was more comfortable than before.
He looked at Chen Mu with bright eyes.
—
"No way... does this guy think Dr. Chen will praise him for being smart...?"
"Even I, who didn't attend high school, know he should repeat the previous steps. What's to praise here?"
"My elentary school son knows non-professionals shouldn't swallow fire. All things considered, He Congming is no smarter than my son!"
"My five-year-old son said yesterday he wants to be a school doctor in the future. Seeing this now, my son said he'd rather be a security guard, as it's more leisurely being a guard..."
"Your son is a genius, becoming a security guard at five, he avoids fifty-five years of detours!"
"..."
—
"He Congming, you did well."
To everyone's surprise, facing He Congming's bright eyes.
Chen Mu actually smiled and praised him?
Behind Chen Mu.
He Congming's roommates, and the pretty female reporter Su Bingbing.
All looked at Chen Mu as if seeing a stranger.
Dr. Chen, are you serious?
Hearing Chen Mu's praise, He Congming's mood noticeably improved compared to before.
After several rounds of spitting water.
Chen Mu went to the dicine cabinet, "He Congming, I'll prescribe so dicine for you. Take it twice a day until your throat fully recovers, and stick to liquids."
"If the anti-inflammatory doesn't work later, you must go to the hospital for antibiotics!"
"Do you guys have class today?"
The boys nodded.
Chen Mu waved at He Congming's roommates, "Then you guys can go ahead and leave. I'll call your counselor in a bit. He Congming's situation requires a few tests at the hospital to check for vocal cord damage."
"I'll have your counselor co by to pick him up later."
Hearing that a counselor would co, the boys got even more nervous.
Awkwardly smiled, "Dr. Chen, why don't we take him to the hospital ourselves, we can skip class today!"
"Yeah, isn't it said online that a college life without skipping class is incomplete!"
"We'll take him, better not let the counselor co."
Although this fire swallowing incident had little to do with them.
But if their counselor found out about the previous bets of swallowing light bulbs.
They'd probably be skinned alive.
Chen Mu slightly raised an eyebrow, pointing behind himself at the cara carried by the filming guy, "Maybe you can say skipping class again in front of the live broadcast cara?"
Facing the live broadcast cara at that mont.
The boys were completely stiff.
The next second.
They all walked out in unison.
"We were just joking with Dr. Chen, how could we, the new socialist youth, skip class?"
"Hey! Just a joke, He Congming, you wait here for the counselor, we good kids are off to class!"
"Don't worry, as serious and studious as you are, I'm sure you'll take notes for you!"
Left in the school clinic, He Congming silently reached out his hand like Er Kang.
Chen Mu accessed He Congming's records on the computer, found the counselor's phone number, and dialed it from the school clinic's phone.
"Hello, Teacher Zhu, this is Chen Mu from the school clinic. It's like this..."
—
"The fact that they left so quickly proves they're true brothers!"
"Exactly! True brothers would leave you in the school clinic, hahaha!!!"
"Really naive and foolish college students. Daring to say they would skip class in front of the live broadcast cara, they want the whole nation to know they plan to skip class!"
"What's wrong with being a college student? They have rits too, right? Look how quickly they chickened out!"
"..."
—
Chen Mu hung up the phone.
Handed a referral form to He Congming.
Then wrote a note for He Congming and stamped it with his personal seal.
"He Congming."
"This referral form, when your counselor arrives, hand it to him. He'll handle the hospital procedures for you afterward."
"With your throat condition, try to communicate with the doctor through text on your phone, don't speak out loud, as it's not conducive to recovery."
After He Congming nodded.
Chen Mu showed him another note with his personal stamp.
"On this note, I've detailed your requests and what the driver should do."
"Later, when you leave, apart from Driver He, feel free to pick any other driver and hand him this note; he'll know what to do."
He Congming nodded, indicating that he understood.
But instead of leaving, he took out his phone and typed on it.
A few seconds later.
He Congming showed the phone to Chen Mu. Chen Mu saw…
"Dr. Chen, why can't Driver He take ?"
Chen Mu sneered, "The school's respirator is on Driver He's car; what, do you want to go to the hospital in a car with a respirator?"
"If you want to ride in a car with a respirator, not only can Driver He take you, I can personally deliver you to the 120 ambulance!"
He Congming shook his head in horror.
And darted out of the school clinic.
As soon as He Congming was out, Chen Mu mischievously hid at the school clinic door.
Confird that He Congming had really left.
Chen Mu picked up the school clinic phone and pressed the redial button.
"Teacher Zhu, just now a student from your class, He Congming, was here, and there are so things I couldn't say clearly."
"After examining He Congming's throat, I hope you can contact his parents and ntion his two lightbulb-swallowing incidents and today's fire-swallowing behavior."
"As a doctor, I recomnd his parents take him for a comprehensive check-up."
At this point.
Chen Mu's tone paused slightly.
Covering the mouthpiece, softly said: "Mainly to check if there's anything wrong with He Congming's brain!"
Behind Chen Mu.
Su Bingbing, who heard it all clearly: "..."
On the other end of the phone.
Not sure what He Congming's counselor saying, Chen Mu fell into a thoughtful state holding the phone.
A mont later.
Chen Mu seriously suggested, "If nothing shows up in the comprehensive examination, I'd suggest his parents take him to a psychological hospital."
"This child is overly concerned about proving himself; he needs a huge sense of recognition, and we can't rule out the possibility of a hidden psychological disorder."
"Teacher Zhu, I'm giving this advice from a doctor's perspective, hoping you can convey this to his parents and stress the importance of their child's ntal health."
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