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Chapter 238 The electric heating rod exploded. Is it necessary to save this money?
Face sensible students.

Chen Mu is usually gentler.

A faint smile hung on the corner of his lips: "Classmate Zhang Qiaoqiao, you are welcome to come to the school doctor's office for acupuncture therapy in the future."

"Dr. Chen..."

I saw Zhang Qiaoqiao lying down.

Chen Mu was also ready to close the screen.

Several people in white coats from the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine were a little anxious!

Hear sounds.

He met the eager eyes of these people again.

Chen Mu just belatedly remembered that the students from Haicheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine didn't seem to have much acupuncture experience.

only……

Chen Mu glanced at Zhang Qiaoqiao, but did not speak immediately.

The students from the traditional Chinese medicine hospital who stayed in the school doctor's office were all male.

Although there is no gender distinction in front of doctors.

But if Zhang Qiaoqiao minds...

While Chen Mu was still deep in thought, Zhang Qiaoqiao suddenly turned around.

Seeing Chen Mu's serious look.

The girl couldn't help laughing and reminded her softly: "Dr. Chen, you are also a male doctor..."

Chen Mu opened his eyes wide.

He seemed to understand Zhang Qiaoqiao's hint.

But I can’t quite believe it.

Zhang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "It's just a small section of the lower back. As long as the needle placement is accurate, it doesn't matter even if you're an intern."

"only……"

Zhang Qiaoqiao looked at the live broadcast camera behind Chen Mu.

She is the kind of girl who has super fast internet speed.

How could he not know that the program crew had filmed a situation where Dr. Chen had closed a privacy curtain for a patient and attempted to enter for filming?

I felt Zhang Qiaoqiao's gaze.

The new cameraman reluctantly stuck his face out from the camera: "Classmate, I'm new here, don't worry!"

"We only record Dr. Chen, not the students' personal privacy!"

"I know the rules."

—

"This new camera's desire to survive is so strong!"

"Can you be brave? The one who didn't follow the rules and took the photo has been replaced, okay?"

"Trivia, for this kind of real-time hit follow-up photography, the salary is a daily salary, a five-digit daily salary..."

"No, with such a high daily salary, how did that silly dog ​​cameraman from before compete?"

"It's not because my wife feels that she can't prosper, so she abandons her old partner. Who knows that her old partner can't hold up the wall."

"Speaking of which, Zhang Qiaoqiao is also a considerate girl..."

"There is nothing wrong with Zhang Qiaoqiao being considerate, but I hope that if there are students who are unwilling to cooperate with the intern doctors in the future, they will not be bullied by netizens."

"..."

—

Faced with and photographed, he looked eager to prove himself.

Zhang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, feeling much relieved.

Turning to look at Chen Mu: "Doctor Chen, shall we start?"

Chen Mu nodded.

After closing the screen.

Chen Mu first checked Zhang Qiaoqiao's condition.

Next.

A temporary examination was conducted for several students from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Let them focus on Zhang Qiaoqiao's situation.

Each person gives his or her own most reasonable treatment plan.

The time limit is within three minutes.

Write it down with pen and paper, no whispering allowed.

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"Please Dr. Chen, please stop taking the exam. Just because Dr. Chen suddenly started taking the exam, our professor also arranged for us to take the exam in class..."

"Should I say it or not, this kind of competition for opportunities is quite fair. The most reliable doctors must be allowed to treat patients."

"Our leading doctor uses methods similar to Dr. Chen's!"

"Exact words from the team leader: How can a person who cannot understand theory be reliable in practice?"

"When I was scolded, I burst out crying..."

"I'm going to the library with a few "bricks" in my arms! I'll screw you medical students to death!"

"..."

—

I saw a few people in white coats who were already scratching their heads.

Zhang Qiaoqiao said in a low voice: "Dr. Chen, will this kind of in-class examination cause some trouble for the doctors?"

This classmate.

What a great man!
And speak for them!

A few people in white coats who were writing down treatment ideas couldn't help but look at Zhang Qiaoqiao with grateful eyes.

I also prayed secretly deep in my heart.

I hope Dr. Chen can cancel this in-class exam, which is too sudden for people like them...

Who knows.

Chen Mu glanced towards them.

In his plain eyes.

Not much temperature.

"Two minutes left."

The people in white coats who were looking forward to it said: "!!!"

Seeing everyone starting to write vigorously, Chen Mu felt a little better.

"When I was an intern, the environment was much worse than theirs."

Zhang Qiaoqiao was curious: "When Dr. Chen was an intern, when he encountered difficult and complicated diseases, would he be scratching his head like them?"

Chen Mu shrugged: "It's okay. After all, I am from a medical family. I have learned how to deal with it."

Zhang Qiaoqiao: "..."

People in white coats: "!!!"

—

"Dr. Chen, I've written it!"

Less than two minutes to go.

A boy with semi-long hair and a bun walked up to Chen Mu.

He handed his answer to Chen Mu.

The live camera tried to advance to the piece of paper.

Seeing that Chen Mu had no objection.

As soon as I took the photos, I realized that this was something I could shoot.

Advance the camera directly.

After reading clearly what is on that piece of paper...

—

"???"

"No, you medical students, do you have your own language? Why can't I understand a word?!"

"We can't talk about language, but we have a medical system, and many doctors use the medical system to write medical records. Isn't that the same across the country?"

"Although, the medical system and acupuncture have nothing to do with each other, right? Most of the medical records are abbreviations for Western medicine..."

"I'm just saying, is there a possibility that this guy is just ugly?"

"..."

—

Chen Mu held the paper in his hand and stared at it for a long time.

The whole look of the person.

Gradually confused.

After a while.

Still couldn't help but look up and look at the boy: "No, what did you write?"

"That's it, first like this, then like that, finally like this, then like that..."

The boy pointed at the words on the paper.

Explained to Chen Mu very seriously.

In his explanation, Chen Mucai gradually recognized the Chinese characters that were unfamiliar to him because of the boy's peculiar font.

He was really curious now.

The boy's college entrance examination marking teacher saw the boy's written composition.

Didn't it collapse?

"Dr. Chen, how are you doing?"

"I think my idea is totally fine!"

Although Chen Mu never spoke.

But the boy who was the first to finish writing still maintained extreme confidence between his eyebrows.

The corners of Chen Mu's lips raised, "It's well written. Come and perform acupuncture on Zhang Qiaoqiao, while others watch and learn."

"Line up behind him in the order in which the treatment plans were just submitted."

"If he makes a mistake, the people behind him will pick it up."

All the people in white coats nodded: "Okay, Dr. Chen!" Inside the screen.

Zhang Qiaoqiao's clothes were pulled up, revealing a small section of her white waistline.

The boy who was sitting in front of Zhang Qiaoqiao and holding the acupuncture quickly confirmed the location of the acupuncture.

Hearing Chen Mu's "hmm", he quickly injected the needle.

—

More than twenty minutes passed.

Zhang Qiaoqiao stood up and moved his body.

She smiled and gave a thumbs up to the boy who was administering the acupuncture to her, "Young doctor, your technique is not bad!"

The boy scratched his head in embarrassment and said thank you to Zhang Qiaoqiao.

Subsequently.

Expectant eyes fell on Chen Mu.

Waiting for Chen Mu to praise him.

Chen Mu's eyes just fell on him for a moment, "Good performance, but I need to practice my handwriting..."

The expression on the boy's face instantly cracked.

—

"It's so funny! I was expecting a compliment, but in the end I got a beating!"

"Someone from Haicheng University has started live broadcasting, and the campus hospital has started to queue up again."

"I'm just one of the people waiting in line. I'm not sick. I'm just joining in the fun."

"???"

"No, what do you think? This is also a way to join in the fun?"

"It is said that Chinese medicine can identify some hidden problems by taking the pulse. What if I have any hidden diseases?"

"..."

—

"Zhang Qiaoqiao, please come over next week for a review."

Chen Mu returned the ID card to Zhang Qiaoqiao.

Zhang Qiaoqiao thanked Chen Mu and left the school doctor's office.

There was no Su Bingbing around.

Chen Mu could only shout: "Next one!"

As Chen Mu's words fell.

A boy with a pot head limped into the school doctor's office.

On the boy's legs.

There were also stains of blood and fragments of unknown objects.

Chen Mu took a deep breath.

"First change the disposable medical sheets on the examination bed."

The people in white coats in the room were all shocked by the boy's wounds.

I don’t understand how he managed to do this on such a safe campus.

But the boy himself was very calm.

He walked up to Chen Mu and handed over his ID card, "Doctor Chen, you need to register first to see a doctor, right?"

"Hmm..." Chen Mu looked a little complicated as he took the ID card handed over by the boy.

On the card reader, swipe it.

The boy's identity information popped up directly from the computer in the school doctor's office.

"Julang."

I briefly checked to see if the boy had any medical records in the school hospital.

There was no record of past medical visits.

Chen Mu stood up.

I was just about to get the medicine and tools needed to deal with trauma.

I saw a man in a white coat who had already prepared these things.

Standing next to Chen Mu holding a plate.

Desperately.

Chen Mu had no choice but to say, "Okay, since you are so proactive, then you will treat his wounds."

"but……"

Chen Mu's next words have not been spoken yet.

The man in the white coat was already very active and continued: "Dr. Chen, I understand!"

"All actions follow the command!"

Chen Mu nodded.

Seeing the patient Zhu Lang, he had already taken the initiative to sit down on the examination bed.

And he laid his injured leg flat on the examination bed.

Chen Mu was not polite either.

He came forward directly with a group of interns.

First, he observed Zhu Lang's situation and then gave way.

Give other interns an opportunity to take turns observing the patient's wounds.

While the other interns were still looking at the wound.

Chen Mu stood aside with his arms folded, looked at Zhu Lang, and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, your wound was caused by the explosion of the thermos?"

Zhu Lang nodded angrily, "Yes! I will never buy a thermos with a plastic shell like this again next time!"

“The quality is not good at all!”

Chen Mu touched his chin.

Looking at Zhu Lang thoughtfully, "Then, student Zhu Lang, what exactly caused the explosion of your thermos?"

Zhu Lang's eyes began to dodge.

Chen Mu sighed, picked up his phone, and sent a voice message directly.

"Secretary Zheng, notify the counselor of Class 22, Class , Civil Engineering Major, to check the dormitory of Zhulang in their class."

I saw Zhu Lang looking like he was about to cry.

Chen Mu, the school doctor, is still hard-hearted, "The main thing is to check whether there is any electric heating rod hidden in Zhu Lang's dormitory."

Zhu Lang's eyes were dull.

Why is he so stupid?
Why did you come to the school hospital? !
Wouldn't it be wrong to take two more steps and go to a clinic outside the school?

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"No, is my information blocked? Why haven't I heard the sound of the electric heating rod?"

"To put it simply, it is a heating rod with a stopper, which can be directly inserted into the thermos to heat hot water. It is a very contemporary product..."

"We also secretly heat hot water in our dormitory, but don't we all use electric kettles?"

"If you buy a similar electric kettle, it costs dozens of yuan more, but the electric heating rod is different. It usually doesn't cost more than twenty or thirty yuan."

"But the electric heating rod is really unsafe. It exploded in our dormitory before and attracted the fire brigade. It was very scary..."

"..."

—

A group of people in white coats were originally watching the wound.

Hearing Chen Mu's voice, they couldn't help but turn around.

Someone couldn't hold back their curiosity and asked: "Dr. Chen, how did you know that he used a heating rod?"

"Actually, if you didn't speak, we wouldn't even be able to tell that his wounds were caused by the explosion of the hot water kettle..."

A group of white-coated men in school who think they have good academic performance.

this moment.

He looked around Zhu Lang's wounds carefully.

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows: "It's very simple to do this."

A more serious attitude toward learning.

He had already taken out a small notebook and pen from his pocket, ready to record the "experience" that Chen Mu wanted to share with them.

Just heard...

Chen Mu: "Come to the school doctor's office and be the school doctor for two years, and you can do it."

People in white coats: "???"

Chen Mu sighed: "He is not the first person to use an electric heating rod, causing the kettle to explode, and finally to come to the school hospital for treatment of trauma..."

I thought about it.

Under the shocked eyes of all the people in white coats.

Chen Mu added: "It should be, but it won't be the last one?"

While talking.

Chen Mu's WeChat notification sounded.

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows when he saw the message from Secretary Zheng on WeChat.

"Julang."

In front of Chen Mu, Zhu Lang was as honest as a little quail.

Zhu Lang: "Dr. Chen, I'm here!"

The brighter the curve of Chen Mu's lips became, the more chilled Zhu Lang's heart became.

really.

Chen Mu looked at him with a smile and said, "Your credits have been deducted, two points have been deducted."

Zhu Lang was shocked: "Wasn't it one point before?"

The smile on Chen Mu's face became even brighter, "It was indeed one point before."

"However, according to the latest revised school rules last week, one point will be deducted for secretly using an electric kettle, and one point will be added for using a heating rod, which is more dangerous."

"Two points deducted!"

Zhu Lang wailed and collapsed directly on the examination bed in the school hospital: "My credits are not enough to begin with..."

Chen Mu was unmoved: "If you cherish your credits so much, why don't you use electric heating rods?"

Zhu Lang covered his face with heartache: "If I had known, I wouldn't have saved that much money..."

(End of this chapter)