"Is this mop from your dormitory?"

The injured boy lay on the ground while two other boys stood nearby, carefully holding the mop on his stomach.

For a moment.

The whole scene looked utterly ridiculous.

Upon hearing Chen Mu's voice, the two boys, already a bit frightened, hurriedly nodded, "Yes, doctor, this mop is from our dormitory."

The two boys exchanged glances.

One of them, somewhat embarrassed, asked, "Doctor, I was wondering, in this situation with our roommate, do we need to take any responsibility as his dorm mates?"

Although the other boy remained silent.

He focused his attention on Chen Mu, who paused for a moment, "I'm just a doctor, I can't address those questions for you."

Before the boy could speak again.

Chen Mu already pointed at the mop, "Since this thing is from your dorm, you should know exactly how long it is, compare it with me to measure the length."

After some discussion.

One person continued to hold the mop, while the other compared its length with Chen Mu.

Although this mop was a common model found in the market, its length was noticeably different; the wooden stick was much shorter than the standard size.

Chen Mu pointed to the piece of wood in the boy's stomach, "Has your dorm's mop broken before?"

One of the boys holding the mop nodded, "It broke before while we were cleaning, but since the mop head was still usable, we didn't throw it away."

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow, "Who broke it?"

The two boys pointed at the injured boy simultaneously, "He himself!"

"Last time he got a bit agitated outside, came back in a bad mood and wanted to mop the floor. But the floor wasn't much cleaner, and the mop broke."

"This time too, he came back to the dorm feeling kinda low, said he wanted to mop, and then we heard the noise and found him like this..."

Chen Mu: "Is the broken end of the stick sharp?"

"It's a bit sharp, but we never thought it could lead to such severe consequences. If we had known, we would have definitely thrown it away and bought a new one!"

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Chen Mu no longer paid attention to the two now flustered male students.

He asked about these things partly to confirm if the patient was really distracted by Su Bingbing.

On the other hand.

It was also to check if the dirty mop stick was indeed sharp at the other end.

At this moment.

Chen Mu already had a basic judgment in mind.

He took out a large pair of pliers from the bottom of the medical box, "You two hold onto this stick, but make sure it doesn't push downwards, just hold it steadily."

"I'm going to cut this mop rod shorter, this way the incoming rescue team can save some time."

Seeing the two boys nodding hastily.

Chen Mu himself took a deep breath, tried several times, and ensured not to hurt the injured boy while cutting off the jagged mop rod.

"Classmate, what do you usually like to do?"

Su Bingbing tried to smile, giving the patient a sweet look as if performing.

It was her first time in her hosting career participating in a rescue operation.

But once the weight on him was lighter.

The boy's gaze shifted from Su Bingbing, "Doctor... I..."

Chen Mu glanced at him, "Just continue talking with Reporter Su, your specific injuries can only be confirmed at the hospital."

"The university hospital's resources are limited, all I can do is stop the bleeding and perform some preliminary treatment."

"To help the 120 team provide you better medical care."

After hearing Chen Mu's explanation, the boy's eyes seemed noticeably dimmer than before.

But when his gaze fell on Su Bingbing again, his spirits lifted once more.

Watching as Chen Mu placed two silver needles in his roommate to stop the bleeding, Chen Mu then pulled up a small stool to sit beside him.

The two boys who had been holding the mop watched eagerly.

But they never saw Chen Mu take further actions.

Finally.

One of the boys couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, now that the bleeding has stopped, are you done taking care of my roommate? Aren't you going to give him further treatment?"

Chen Mu couldn't understand what they were implying, "What exactly do you mean by further treatment?"

The boy was matter of fact, "Like in those miracle doctor novels, performing surgery on the spot, manually restoring internal organs, then stitching him up before the 120 team arrives, and leaving coolly."

Chen Mu: "??? "

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"Hahaha!!! As a medical student, I'm dying of laughter, what kind of absurd statement is that!"

"Well, it's not entirely impossible, the protagonists in doctor novels have such miraculous medical skills too."

"The kind of skills you mention, even industry experts can't achieve."

"Ridiculous, sticking your hand in there, have you sterilized your hand? Does he know the patient's exact condition? If a surgery required just one person, what's the point of a surgical team?"

"Dr. Chen has already done so much for the 120 team, at least when they arrive with the stretcher, they can just lift him up and go, it saves a lot of time!"

"Please, stop viewing modern medicine through the lens of novel plots, is that urban fiction? It's more like fantasy…"

"..."

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After hearing the boy's words, Chen Mu was silent for a moment.

He pointed at the patient and asked the two boys, "Do you have a terrible relationship with your roommate? Do you not want him to survive today?"

The two boys were shocked.

"Doctor!"

"We were just questioning your medical skills, no need to accuse us so harshly!"

Chen Mu took a deep breath.

He realized.

These two might not have a deep grudge against the patient.

Perhaps they were simply being foolish!

"Have you considered the risk of infection from performing surgery outside a sterile environment?"

"Performing surgery without an anesthetic, that's not surgery, that's butchery!"

"The miraculous medical skills you describe, I can't do it. If you're unhappy with my skills, go find a protagonist from a doctor novel to help save your roommate."

Chen Mu didn't want to continue talking.

Yet the two fools kept seriously arguing with Chen Mu.

"Dr. Chen, I saw you practice acupuncture, you should be able to heal my roommate with acupuncture!"

Chen Mu: "???"

After studying medicine for so many years, it was the first time Chen Mu questioned whether he was learning acupuncture.

A mop stick stabbed into a stomach, a patient suspected of internal organ rupture, can he, a mere university doctor, cure it with a few random acupuncture points?

Acupuncture is quite miraculous, but it's not that miraculous, right?

If it could reach the level described in novels, why would modern medicine need any progress, everyone should just learn a few techniques from the protagonist in doctor novels, wouldn't miracle doctors be everywhere?

"The Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, with one drop, can wrest a soul from King Yama, doctor, you truly don't know it?"

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