Xu Liang took the stretcher that Chen Mu handed over.

He also recruited two tall and strong male students from the crowd to help.

They carried the boy steadily to the CT room.

Chen Mu stood at the door of the school clinic.

Pointing at Yan Zhi, who was sitting inside, he said to the students outside: "Your senior here is in serious condition. I need a lot of time to analyze her case."

"If anyone has an emergency or serious condition, you can knock and come in directly."

"No need to wait in line."

After saying these words,

Chen Mu returned to his seat.

He picked up the medical record he had written for Yan Zhi earlier, ready to continue sorting out his thoughts along the previous lines.

He also wanted to see if there was anything overlooked by previous doctors that could help Yan Zhi find the cause faster.

Although Yan Zhi's fever was intermittent,

if it continued for this long,

it would eventually take a toll on her body.

Just as he picked up the medical record,

there was a knock at the door.

A girl was supporting another girl.

"Dr. Chen, my roommate has been in this state for three or four days. Can you take a look at her first?"

Chen Mu pulled a chair out from beside him.

Nodding to the embarrassed girl holding her stomach, he said, "Sit down and tell me what's going on."

"Dr. Chen, here's my ID card."

Chen Mu scanned the girl's ID card with the machine.

The girl's information popped up on the computer.

Yan Qiao.

Chen Mu glanced at the name on the computer.

He created a new electronic medical record under Yan Qiao's name.

Yan Qiao, holding her stomach, said: "Dr. Chen, my stomach hasn't hurt lately, but it feels like there's something hard inside."

"I thought I'd come to the school clinic first to see if I've developed some kind of nodule."

Chen Mu was silent for a moment.

He said helplessly: "If the nodule in your stomach is serious enough that you can feel it by touching, then it's serious enough to require surgery."

Upon hearing this,

Yan Qiao immediately froze.

Seeing the girl's obvious panic, Chen Mu was even more helpless, "We haven't figured out the specific issue yet, so don't scare yourself."

"Let me take your pulse first."

Before he finished speaking,

Yan Qiao eagerly placed her arm on the table.

Her wrist fit perfectly on the armrest.

She seemed as if she had visited the school clinic countless times.

Chen Mu silently placed his hand on Yan Qiao's pulse.

A moment later.

"The other hand, please."

Yan Qiao obediently placed her other hand on the armrest.

After another twenty or so seconds,

Chen Mu let go, "Your problem shouldn't be serious."

Although he said this,

Chen Mu still took a disposable bedsheet from a nearby cabinet.

Without needing Chen Mu to say anything,

Su Bingbing intuitively stepped up to help.

First, she helped remove the previous disposable bedsheet.

Then she assisted Chen Mu in laying the new sheet on the examination bed.

Chen Mu gestured to the examination bed and said to Yan Qiao, "Lie down."

Yan Qiao shyly glanced at the live broadcast camera, "Dr. Chen, do you have to lift my clothes for the examination?"

Chen Mu also glanced in the direction of the camera, "If it involves personal privacy, I'll discuss it with you beforehand to get your opinion first."

"Even if it's a non-invasive check-up, if you're concerned, you can ask the cameraman to step aside."

Hearing Chen Mu's words,

the cameraman behind the camera grimaced exaggeratedly.

Chen Mu remained nonchalant: "The contract is with the school and clinic staff, not with the students. You're not obligated to be filmed by them."

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"Hahaha!!! It's hilarious! It feels like the cameraman is about to flip out!"

"Live filming is exhausting. Dr. Chen is being considerate, giving him a break!"

"You're just deceiving yourselves. The worst fear for a cameraman is the guest disappearing from their frame."

"Yeah, there's a high chance the show might miss some highlight footage if the guest isn't in the frame."

"But Dr. Chen is right; the production hasn't signed with the students. If they don't want to be filmed, they can refuse."

"Actually, this is great. It gives students the choice. If they refuse, even in a live broadcast, the production can't force it."

"..."

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Yan Qiao smiled, "It's okay, Dr. Chen. As long as my clothes aren't lifted, it's fine if he films."

Chen Mu put on disposable medical gloves, "If you don't mind, then just lie down."

Yan Qiao obediently lay down.

She looked at Chen Mu with anticipation.

Chen Mu gently pressed a few times on Yan Qiao's abdomen.

Quickly,

he found the spot Yan Qiao described.

With Chen Mu's few presses,

the girl who came with Yan Qiao nodded vigorously, speaking up, "Yes, yes, yes! Dr. Chen, that's exactly the spot you're pressing on!"

"Dr. Chen, do you feel something hard there?"

"Are you sure she doesn't need a scan?"

A few seconds later,

Chen Mu withdrew his hands and removed his disposable gloves.

His expression became somewhat indescribable.

"All the equipment at the school is functioning properly now."

"If you're still worried, you can have a scan, but I have to tell you, there will definitely be radiation."

"And..."

Chen Mu paused for a moment.

Seemingly choosing his words carefully.

Yan Qiao stared unblinkingly at Chen Mu,

eager to know about her condition, "Dr. Chen, and what else?"

Dr. Chen gestured a bread-sized circle with his hands.

He said, "And even if you do a CT scan, you might just end up seeing a clump of poop in her stomach."

After Chen Mu finished,

He returned to his workstation.

Continuing to fill out Yan Qiao's medical record, "The patient has been experiencing constipation recently."

Yan Qiao walked over to Chen Mu's side.

Seeing the word 'constipation' prominently on her medical record, she blushed.

She reached out,

trying to block the camera, "Cameraman, maybe don't capture this part…"

"Qiaoqiao, this is live,"

The girl who came with Yan Qiao couldn't suppress her laughter.

Yan Qiao let out a soft whimper, silently covering her face and pretending to play dead.

It's over.

If only she had refused filming earlier.

Now, the whole nation knows she's constipated, and she mistook poop for a nodule.

"Relax, you're not the first to come to the clinic for constipation."

"Lie back down, I'll give you a couple of needles, and by tomorrow morning at the latest, you'll be relieved."

Yan Qiao lay back on the examination bed.

As she lay down,

she didn't forget to cover her face with both hands.

The girl who came with Yan Qiao hesitated several times, looking at Chen Mu.

Finally, Chen Mu turned to her, "What, do you have a problem too?"

The girl nodded seriously, "Dr. Chen, you're right, I think I might really have a problem!"

"This morning I woke up with big red patches on my skin, some white and some red."

"Then!"

"I Googled it!"

Chen Mu paused with the Silver Needle in hand: "Cancer diagnosis?"

The girl shook her head, "No, the doctors on Google said it might be a blood disease and that I need a transfusion!"

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