"Well said, I just love how Dr. Chen insists on getting revenge!"

"If he actually succeeds, his current shock would be nothing compared to the harm Dr. Chen might face..."

"They're already college students. Even if they couldn't spot the issue with the contract initially, they should at least realize they've been duped, and seek help first!"

"For whatever reason, framing a complete stranger with no grudges deserves legal action!"

"Hmm? A complete stranger with no grudges? So the earlier guy means it's okay to frame someone with a grudge? Ugh!"

"???"

"Blind one, you've spotted the key point!"

"This comment section really can't be watched any longer; if I keep watching, I might learn something dreadful..."

"..."

—

"Next!" Bingbing eagerly ran to the door, continuing to call for the next patient.

But after a full thirty seconds, not a single student came through the door.

Bingbing blinked, looking at the long line outside the school medical room, dumbfounded!

Obviously, there were still so many people waiting, yet not one came in for treatment.

What's going on with these students?

Could it be that they came early in the morning to queue at the school medical room just for fun?

The cameraman realized there might be a new hotspot at the door, leaving Chen Mu, who was still sitting there writing medical cases, he enthusiastically rushed behind Bingbing with the camera.

"Next!"

"Next student!"

Unyieldingly, Bingbing called out twice again, yet not a single college student responded to her from the door.

Totally clueless about what's going on, Bingbing had no choice but to start asking the first college student in the queue, "Do you queue up for a friend?"

The college student shook his head: "I queued up for myself."

Thinking about how she had just stood there, shouting for half a day.

Not a single person responded, Bingbing stared at the college student in front of her, unwillingly pursued: "Then why are you queuing at the school medical room entrance?"

After Bingbing asked this question.

The college student's look towards Bingbing changed.

This person is supposed to be a national goddess, isn't she clearly a fool?

"I queued in front of the school hospital because I wanted to see a doctor!"

Bingbing became even more dumbfounded, "Then why didn't you go in when I was calling out for Dr. Chen?"

The college student looked desperate, "I'm conflicted, conflicted whether I should see the doctor for this illness..."

"Reporter Su, look!"

"Although there were many illnesses seen by Dr. Chen yesterday, quite a few ended up in the hospital, but most weren't life-threatening."

"But this morning, what's going on!"

"Either straight to the ICU or off to jail!"

"I'm really afraid that once I enter this school medical room, I won't be able to come out properly!"

The college student wore a look of despair.

Bingbing glanced at the other college students in line behind, seeing that they all had expressions of agreement.

Bingbing, who had specially learned facial expression management,

still couldn't help but twitch her lips...

—

"I'm dying of laughter, today's college students, not just fragile but also a bit superstitious?"

"You can only say Hai City University's students are superstitious; don't put it on all college students, we at other universities aren't superstitious at all!"

"Not superstitious? Let me ask you, when passing by the God of Wealth Hall, do you kneel or not?"

"Kneel! Not only kneeling, but I'd kneel till I can't get up!"

"Always yelling that feudal superstitions are unacceptable, but at the end of the semester, praying to Conan and Kobe, isn't that all today's college students? Really not superstitious?"

"Folks in the comments, stop it stop it! Have some decency!"

"..."

—

Bingbing, who has done interviews for so many years, encountered so many cultured but superstitious people for the first time.

Having no clue how to continue with the diagnosis, Bingbing had no choice but to turn her head towards the school medical room, "Dr. Chen, what to do..."

Chen Mu just finished writing the medical cases, taking advantage of the break with no patients, was brewing instant coffee for himself.

"Let them be. It's not my illness being delayed; I'm happy with the leisure."

Just cold-treat like this?

They're still broadcasting the show!

If Dr. Chen's words get out, wouldn't online users criticize them to death?

Bingbing just organized his words, ready to cover for Chen Mu.

Then saw the fragile college student who was just in front of her, refusing stubbornly to see the doctor, suddenly walked into the medical room as if facing death!

Sitting obediently on the small consultation stool.

"Dr. Chen, I think, maybe you should still have a look at me..."

Bingbing stood behind the fragile college student, totally confused.

—

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"My wife: solved just like that? Weren't you just afraid of Dr. Chen?"

"Choosing superstition one second, trusting science the next!"

"The situation my wife couldn't handle, Dr. Chen manages it with a word, Dr. Chen knows how to handle these college students!"

"Dr. Chen: As the only school doctor who hasn't resigned at Hai City University, trust in my abilities!"

"..."

—

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

Chen Mu just returned to his desk with his coffee, and the student respectfully handed over her ID card with both hands.

He glanced at her ID.

"Ju Shishi, what's bothering you?"

Ju Shishi eagerly put her wrist onto the pulse cushion, "I've been experiencing some insomnia lately, but not anxious or anything, just simply can't fall asleep."

Chen Mu: "Do you feel sleepy before you put down your phone?"

Ju Shishi thought for a moment, "Generally not too sleepy, and once I do sleep, I have very high sleep quality. Logically, I shouldn't be experiencing insomnia..."

Chen Mu raised his hand to feel her pulse, "If everything could be calculated logically, you wouldn't be sitting here."

A moment later.

Chen Mu withdrew his hand, "Have you taken the English level four exam? How was your score?"

Ju Shishi's expression instantly fell apart, "I took it, didn't pass..."

"No!"

"Dr. Chen, what does my English level four score have to do with my condition?"

Ju Shishi suddenly remembered, her mother is a loyal fan of the program Dr. Chen is recording.

If her mother happened to be watching this live broadcast, wouldn't it mean she would know it's not that she couldn't apply for level four last year, but she took it and didn't pass???

Thinking of the possible mental assault from her maternal unit tonight.

Instantly.

Ju Shishi looked at Chen Mu with eyes full of resentment.

"It is related; if I don't know your English score, how can I prescribe you medicine?" Chen Mu said matter-of-factly, leaving Ju Shishi dumbfounded.

What on earth?

Now taking medication for insomnia is linked to English scores?

While Ju Shishi was mentally ranting.

She saw Chen Mu take out an old-fashioned Walkman from the cabinet beside him, the kind that plays tapes.

After seeing clearly what Chen Mu had taken out, Ju Shishi instantly petrified.

Walkman?

Treating insomnia?

Dr. Chen, are you kidding me?

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