University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 722: Chapter 533: Just Cutting in Line, Hurry Up and Treat Me!

"I’m also curious, under normal circumstances, practitioners of this kind of traditional Chinese medicine pass down knowledge openly. Why is Dr. Chen’s tutelage a secret?"

"Although I don’t know who his teacher is, based on my years of experience in gossiping, it tells me that the more secretive something is, the less simple it is..."

"But the less simple something is, the less likely people will dig into it..."

"..."

—

Chen Mu glanced at the old man and asked, "Could you tell me why you refuse to undergo surgery? Judging by your pulse, you had a life-threatening event at least six months ago. Back then, the hospital doctors should have recommended heart bypass surgery."

"The reason for refusing surgery..."

The old man wore a reminiscent expression, "Maybe because I’m getting old and scared of dying."

"I have an old friend who died on the operating table during a heart bypass surgery a few years back. I’m afraid that I could live a few more years, but once I undergo the surgery, I may not make it..."

At this point.

The old man looked hopefully at Chen Mu in front of him, "Dr. Chen, can I ask you a somewhat presumptuous question?"

"Go ahead."

Chen Mu’s attitude towards the old man was not particularly warm.

Even though, under normal circumstances, one should show more respect to someone his age.

But he also felt morally coerced by the old man waiting in line here.

Chen Mu found it difficult to act like a "Saint."

The old man’s eyes followed Chen Mu closely, unwilling to miss even the slightest expression on his face, "I want to know, if, I mean if..."

"If I go for the surgery, do you think I could make it off the operating table alive?"

—

"Wow, the old fox is still sharp!"

"At a time like this, even though Dr. Chen is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and can’t perform surgery, asking a highly competent doctor about the success rate is still a wise choice!"

"???"

"Does the comment section really think the old man’s question is wise?"

"Honestly, even if you registered with a doctor, they might not answer this kind of question. What if something really happens, what then?"

"Only the surgeon might answer this kind of question, other doctors wouldn’t take that responsibility."

"It’s just answering a simple question, are you all so stingy?"

"A simple question that, if something goes wrong, could end a career, so you understand what’s simple?"

"..."

—

Chen Mu looked into the old man’s pleading eyes.

Lowered his eyes.

Softly sighed and said, "What you really want to know from me is the success rate of the surgery, right?"

Seeing the old man nod.

Chen Mu: "Given your age, now that you’ve asked, I must honestly say that for someone your age undergoing such a surgery, the survival rate is either zero or one hundred percent..."

"Moreover, to a large extent, the success rate of the surgery is determined not by the doctor’s skill but by your own ability to recover."

"The same surgery, performed by the same surgeon, can have completely different outcomes between a twenty-year-old and a sixty or eighty-year-old."

The old man: "..."

Not hearing what he wanted from Chen Mu.

He felt somewhat unspeakably disappointed in his heart.

But he also recognized Chen Mu’s perspective.

Chen Mu’s words, though not pleasant to hear, accurately reflected the reality for people of his age considering hospital surgery.

After a few seconds of dejection.

The old man smiled sincerely, "Dr. Chen, no matter what, I’m grateful you saved my life today."

"And, I also apologize for coming to wait in line at Hai City University. I must have brought some trouble to you."

Living to such an age.

He’s acutely aware of many things.

For instance, the old man knew that going to Hai City University wasn’t the primary reason Chen Mu saved his life.

Instead...

If he had just stayed quietly at home in his air-conditioned room today, not coming to Hai City University for unnecessary excitement, he might not have fallen ill at all.

In the end.

He truly had caused inconvenience for Hai City University and Dr. Chen.

Listening to the old man’s apology.

Chen Mu simply replied blandly, "It’s okay..."

Hearing Chen Mu’s response.

The old man’s eyes dimmed a bit.

Okay...

This response was rather perfunctory.

Simply put.

Instead of politely accepting the apology, Chen Mu conveyed his unwillingness to accept the apology with a subtle turn of phrase.

Never mind.

From Chen Mu’s perspective.

Chen Mu was entirely within his rights to say such words.

After all.

From the beginning, Hai City University was blameless.

In contrast, people like them who tried to morally bind Hai City University because of recent social attention were the ones out of line.

One cannot.

Muzzle their savior after morally blackmailing them.

The old man gave a bitter smile, "Dr. Chen, I’ll wait here for the ambulance. You can go back."

"Thank you again this time."

Chen Mu nodded.

Although he didn’t plan to stay longer, he still called over an intern to monitor the old man’s vital signs.

Not because Chen Mu wanted to act like a saint.

But from a legal standpoint, if something happened to the old man at Hai City University, ethically, the university would bear some responsibility.

Such a situation.

Was not something Chen Mu wanted to see.

After ensuring everything regarding the old man was arranged.

Chen Mu prepared to return to the university hospital and check on the work of the intern doctors.

It was almost time for his shift.

Not suitable to keep hiding in the lounge.

When.

Just as Chen Mu turned to leave, a cheeky young man blocked his path.

The young man extended his arm in front of Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, can I cut in line?"

*

Seeing this.

Chen Mu lightly frowned, "Classmate, everyone else is queuing up. I hope you can too."

The young man pouted, "Queuing is pointless. I heard from the front that even if you’re at the front of the line, it’s those intern doctors who see you, not you personally, Dr. Chen."

Chen Mu’s expression remained calm: "If it’s the intern doctors, it means the patient’s condition isn’t serious."

The young man chuckled, "That sounds nice, but what if there’s a condition that the intern doctors can’t diagnose? Wouldn’t that delay the patient’s treatment?"

"Dr. Chen, I don’t trust those intern doctors; I want you to see me personally."

Hearing the young man’s aggressive tone.

The surrounding students couldn’t help but discuss this person.

"Which college is he from? He’s so disrespectful to Dr. Chen at our school?"

"Let him stay up all night. Maybe now he’s just can’t get up, after all, Dr. Chen’s been revolving for so long; why not let the interns have more practice?"

"Those interns are actually pretty good. Just yesterday, a friend’s condition wasn’t that serious, but the intern wasn’t sure and transferred to Dr. Chen directly."

"So aggressive in cutting; it’s a disgrace to Hai City University."

"Yeah, this person’s really rude!"

While the opponent made aggressive remarks.

Chen Mu also thoughtfully examined the young man before him.

Seeing Chen Mu’s silence.

The young man became more impatient, "Dr. Chen, let’s not waste each other’s time. Taking my pulse only takes a minute or two. Just check and give me medication, and I’ll leave!"

At this moment.

Chen Mu looked at the young man and thoughtfully said, "You’re not a student at our school, are you?"