Got it!

Another seasoned love-struck person.

Won't spend a few dozen bucks on a doctor's fee,

but can buy multiple cups of milk tea a day for his girlfriend.

Chen Mu filled in the duration of Song Yan's indigestion.

Continued the consultation: "During this period of indigestion, did you take any medicine to relieve it?"

Song Yan's expression suddenly turned a bit frustrated.

"I took digestive tablets. They used to work great for me, but this time they didn't help at all."

Upon hearing the words "digestive tablets,"

Chen Mu's expression became a bit subtle.

Chen Mu extended a hand.

Lightly tapped on his desk, "Place your hand on that little pillow, and I'll check your pulse."

A moment later.

Chen Mu pulled back his hand, "Is your stomach not doing well?"

"Have you had stomach issues before?"

Upon hearing Chen Mu's words, Song Yan's eyes lit up instantly.

Nodded seriously: "Yes! Dr. Chen, I used to have gastritis!"

"So your medical skills are really as legendary as they say online!"

Chen Mu: "Hmm? What do you mean?"

Song Yan: "Before I came, I was worried that cheap stuff didn't have good quality. Since the campus clinic is free, I wondered if the doctors might not be that great!"

"But with just a pulse check, you knew my medical history. It seems Dr. Chen, you are really skillful!"

Chen Mu: "..."

Chen Mu: "Classmate, you know how to compliment people, but next time, maybe avoid doing so."

—

"Hahaha!!! 'Cheap stuff doesn't have good quality!' I can laugh about this all day!"

"Dr. Chen actually managed to hear a compliment in that! If it were me, I'd think this person came to make trouble at the campus clinic!"

"If it were someone else, I might really think they were causing trouble, but Song Yan's eyes are so clear; he seems like he's genuinely complimenting?"

"The compliment is good, but maybe avoid doing so next time!"

"I honestly think Hai City University should give Dr. Chen a certain amount of mental compensation every year!"

"..."

—

"Recently, have you occasionally been coughing up phlegm?" Chen Mu asked while typing on the keyboard.

A very ordinary question.

But Song Yan inexplicably became nervous.

He had watched some streams, and practically every patient Chen Mu was serious about,

was sent off with care in an ambulance to the hospital's operating room or ICU...

Song Yan touched his own wrist.

Trying to feel if there was something wrong with his pulse, but he couldn't sense anything.

No choice.

Song Yan could only look at Chen Mu eagerly, "Dr. Chen, please tell me if my problem is serious. Do I need to go to the hospital?"

Chen Mu: "No need..."

Hearing Chen Mu's words, Song Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting up straight in front of Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, go ahead, I can handle whatever you say!"

Chen Mu tapped the table: "Phlegm-heat food stagnation, gastrointestinal excess heat."

"Did the pharmacy give you the digestive tablets?"

"Did you tell them you had food stagnation?"

Song Yan shook his head: "The pharmacy didn't give them to me. I asked for this medicine myself."

"Dr. Chen, I often used digestive tablets before to help with food stagnation. Isn't this medicine good?"

Chen Mu rubbed his forehead: "There's no issue with the medicine, the issue is you took the wrong medicine!"

"Digestive tablets focus on strengthening the stomach, not on aiding digestion."

"Plus, you have a weak spleen and stomach. Taking digestive tablets won't relieve your food stagnation and will make your condition worse."

"You've been taking these tablets for half a month, right?"

Song Yan nodded numbly.

Chen Mu tapped the table, "Well there's your problem. Stop taking the digestive tablets; I'll give you a box of digestion-aiding tablets later. In no more than a day, your food stagnation should be relieved!"

—

"Wait a second, I'm dumbfounded!"

"Digestive tablets aren't for digestion? I've been taking them for over ten years, and now you're telling me they aren't?"

"Digestive tablets, digestion-aiding tablets, my goodness, have I been taking the wrong medicine all along?"

"Yesterday, I was only watching the fun with the crispy university students, and today the fun comes to haunt me?"

"Looking at the digestive tablets at home, I found the reason for my constipation!"

"..."

—

In the campus clinic.

Upon hearing Chen Mu's explanation.

The person involved, Song Yan, was also dumbfounded.

Baffled, he looked at Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, aren't digestive tablets and digestion-aiding tablets the same thing?"

Su Bingbing also raised her hand on the side: "Dr. Chen, I seem to have always been taking digestive tablets too!"

Wang Shengnan, still washing her hands, also raised a hand, "I've also been taking digestive tablets; I've never heard of digestion-aiding tablets!"

Looking at a room full of clear but naive eyes,

Chen Mu smirked, "Well, congratulations, you've all been taking the wrong medicine."

"In short, remember this: digestive tablets are for strengthening the stomach; digestion-aiding tablets are for aiding digestion."

As Chen Mu spoke,

He walked over to the medicine cabinet, took a box of digestion-aiding tablets, and handed them to Song Yan.

"Take this medicine, and you can leave."

"And help me call in the next classmate while you're at it."

Song Yan took the digestion-aiding tablets and left the clinic in a daze.

No sooner had he left,

A boy with his neck craned and mouth wide open.

Supported by a girl, entered the clinic.

Chen Mu leaned in.

Just as he was about to check the boy's mouth, he was nearly knocked over by the smell!

Chen Mu: "Whoa! Classmate, how much vinegar have you drunk?"

The boy "ah"-ed a couple of times, but couldn't speak clearly.

It was the girl beside him who explained, "Doctor, here's what happened. My boyfriend was eating fish this morning and got a fishbone stuck in his throat."

Chen Mu put on a mask for himself.

After hearing that.

He nodded, "I can tell..."

Generally, anyone coming to the campus clinic with such a strong vinegar smell has a fishbone stuck in their throat.

This approach is based on a folk remedy.

Chen Mu found a sterilized pair of tweezers.

Pointed to the examination table, and said to the boy: "Sit over there."

The boy, with his girlfriend's support, walked over to the examination table.

Chen Mu opened the boy's mouth, and with a dexterous movement of the tweezers,

precisely removed the fishbone from the boy's throat.

The fishbone was tossed into the trash, and Chen Mu handed the tweezers to Su Bingbing to sterilize them.

Chen Mu turned back to his desk, "All right, give me your ID or health insurance card, I'll write you a medical record."

"Next time you have a fishbone stuck, you can come directly to the campus clinic or go to a hospital."

"Drinking vinegar is just a folk remedy; you're lucky you didn't drink the fishbone down."

"It's just a big bone. If you're lucky, it might pass through."

"But if you're unlucky..."

Chen Mu looked the male student up and down, "The fishbone could scratch the esophagus, and in severe cases, it could cut the intestines, causing internal bleeding. It's not impossible!"

The people in the room were dumbfounded.

It took a while for Su Bingbing to find her voice, "Just one fishbone, and it could cause internal bleeding?"

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