Mu Yao took her phone and went out to call her teacher.

She just stepped out.

Chen Mu started grinning widely.

Looking at Yan Zhi's previous medication history while humming a little tune, "We ordinary folks, today we're really happy!"

—

"??? "

"Guys, what's happening?"

"Did I miss something in Dr. Chen's train of thought? Wasn't Mu Yao questioning Dr. Chen's ability to find the cause of the illness? Why is he so happy when being questioned?"

"Does he think he's the male lead of a miracle doctor novel, instantly finding the cause when doubted, hitting back at the skeptics?"

"Mu Yao's teacher is a professor at Hai City University of Traditional Medicine, calling a professor to help for free; Dr. Chen couldn't be happier!"

"I'm starting to suspect that Dr. Chen banked on Mu Yao's personality from the start. Did he already predict that with Mu Yao's character, she'd definitely call for reinforcements?"

"If it's Dr. Chen, it's not impossible!"

"Yan Zhi's condition wouldn't benefit from an ordinary grad student, but an expert's help could make a difference..."

—

Footsteps echoed from outside the door.

Chen Mu immediately stopped humming.

He quietly looked at Yan Zhi's medical records, slightly furrowing his brow.

Serious and focused.

When Mu Yao pushed the door open, she had a somewhat apprehensive look at Chen Mu.

Seeing Mu Yao's expression, Chen Mu also got a bit nervous.

Staring at Mu Yao, he asked, "What, did your teacher refuse you?"

Mu Yao awkwardly shook her head, "That's not it. My teacher said he could be at Hai City University's clinic to help in no more than half an hour."

Hearing Mu Yao's words.

Chen Mu unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

But.

Looking at Mu Yao's anxious and hesitant face.

His mind was full of questions, "Since your teacher agreed to help, why are you still so worried?"

Facing Chen Mu's question.

Mu Yao pulled a face more sorrowful than crying, "Dr. Chen, my teacher isn't coming alone, he wants to bring a few people along..."

Chen Mu was silent for a moment.

Then he said, "Bringing some grad students?"

Does the old professor at Hai City University of Traditional Medicine actually treat this small clinic as a training ground for his students?

"Not grad students..."

Mu Yao shook her head.

Looking even more embarrassed, "My teacher, he's bringing over the other professors along with me and a few other grad students..."

Chen Mu started to feel bewildered, "Huh?"

Seeing Chen Mu's reaction.

Mu Yao's voice became even softer, "My teacher said he himself can't come over to help students and leave the other professors idly."

"Coincidentally, the other professors were playing cards at his home, so he decided to bring them all along."

Chen Mu hesitated for a few seconds.

Then he collected his thoughts, "In total, how many professors are coming?"

Mu Yao started counting on her fingers, "Including my teacher, that's six in total..."

"Dr. Chen, I've already tried persuading my teacher not to bring so many people, but I couldn't convince him."

Before Mu Yao finished speaking.

She heard Chen Mu shout, "Don't persuade them! Let them all come!"

Mu Yao looked up.

And saw Chen Mu's grin stretching nearly to his temples.

Mu Yao was dumbfounded!

Noticing Mu Yao's expression, Chen Mu raised a hand to adjust his face, forcing his smile back into a more appropriate shape.

Trying to maintain a serious posture, "It's an honor for Hai City's clinic that these old professors are willing to visit our little place."

"Besides..."

Chen Mu glanced toward Yan Zhi.

Mu Yao, instinctively following Chen Mu's gaze, looked in Yan Zhi's direction.

To hear Chen Mu's gentle voice behind her, "Moreover, Yan Zhi now needs expert consultation. Having more professors increases the chances of finding the cause of her illness sooner."

Mu Yao nodded, staring blankly at the still half-conscious Yan Zhi, "Dr. Chen, you're right."

Behind Mu Yao.

Chen Mu subtly raised his hand.

Trying hard to pull down the corners of his mouth.

—

"Please, stop holding back your smile!"

"If you want to laugh, just laugh! They're already on the way, what's stopping you?"

"Dr. Chen: I thought I was only getting one professor, who would've guessed six would come all at once!"

"Mu Yao foolishly thinks she's creating trouble for the clinic, not realizing it's all Dr. Chen's doing, roping in her teacher for free labor!"

"Mu Yao is about to turn around, Dr. Chen, please, stop smiling!"

—

When Mu Yao turned around.

She noticed Chen Mu's expression was a bit odd.

Chen Mu's mouth seemed to twitch.

Mu Yao gave Chen Mu a puzzled look.

Quietly wondering if Dr. Chen had some kind of facial disorder.

His own illness not yet healed, still tirelessly working in the clinic.

Dr. Chen truly is a dedicated doctor!

Just as Mu Yao was about to further examine Chen Mu's facial issues, she saw him suddenly turn away.

A moment later.

The unfinished medical chart was pushed toward her by Chen Mu.

"Next, please help record the medication history Yan Zhi started three months ago."

Mu Yao, with a serious expression, picked up her pen, "Okay, Dr. Chen!"

"Isoniazid, rifampicin, ethambutol, pyrazinamide."

Mu Yao jotted while responding, "This is the four-drug therapy for tuberculosis, Dr. Chen, did it show results after the treatment?"

Chen Mu sighed, "These are from three months ago. You, being a doctor, should know that TB treatment doesn't show results that quickly."

"After being hospitalized, Yan Zhi's condition was indeed initially controlled."

"However!"

"Two months ago, Yan Zhi started having fevers again."

Mu Yao's face turned grim, "Again?"

Chen Mu, with a bitter smile, pointed to the examination table area, "Now, two months later, Yan Zhi is running a high fever of 38.6 degrees."

"Given the known symptoms, Yan Zhi having a fever a month after the quadruple treatment isn't strange at all."

Mu Yao began to sigh together with Chen Mu.

It seems...

It's indeed not that surprising.

Looking towards Yan Zhi, she sighed repeatedly, "When Yan Zhi started having fevers two months ago, how did her attending physician treat her?"

Chen Mu pointed to the table where a few of Yan Zhi's pills lay.

He spoke helplessly, "Like I just did, they increased the dosage of prednisolone and used additional antipyretics during high fever."

"However..."

"Two months ago, even though Yan Zhi had fevers again, it wasn't high fever."

"Her attending physician only increased the prednisolone dosage, not prescribing ibuprofen or other antipyretics."

Chen Mu was about to continue analyzing Yan Zhi's condition.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Yan Zhi, lying on the examination bed, had opened her eyes at some point.

Leaning against the wall, coughing violently.

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