Chapter 253 Tuberculosis? Secretary, Two More Buses Will Come!

"big……"

"Brother...please first..."

The student at the front of the queue was looking at the skinny boy as if he was looking at a living father!

I almost fell to my knees in front of this guy.

deep in the heart.

He was even more annoyed. When he faced the other party, he had a disrespectful attitude.

Dr. Chen’s live broadcast has been going on for several days!

Doesn't he still know the virtues of his alumni? !

Someone wants to jump in line!

It must be a serious illness!

If you don't let someone jump in line, do you have to wait for the other person to vomit blood all over your face and then fall on top of you?

By the time.

He may not have graduated from college yet, but he will be involved in a lawsuit over his life!

Just thinking about these scenarios.

The student standing in line at the door was so scared that his legs went weak.

Then!

He looked with some horror at the alumnus who stood in front of him and said he wanted to jump in line.

"After you……"

The skinny man raised his head proudly and was about to say a few more words.

Sudden.

I felt a chill behind me.

Turn around.

Then he saw Chen Mu looking at him with a look that couldn't be described as friendly.

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"Doctor Chen! Classmate, are you sick?"

"He is just sick. How would a healthy person vomit so much blood?"

"If you are sick, hurry up and see a doctor! Why is he so proud?"

"Does anyone still remember why this career is school doctor?"

"Because... the school doctor is free?"

"I don't know if the school doctor is free or not, but the university doctor is certainly not free, especially the school doctor at Haicheng University, who is like a hospital emergency room!"

"Dr. Chen: Our school is recruiting, are there any medical students applying?"

"..."

—

The moment he met Chen Mu's gaze.

The boy felt that his whole skin was tense.

Ruined!

Pretending to be big!

"You are quite good at vomiting blood. You are so powerful. Do you want me to apply for the Guinness World Record for you?" Chen Mu snorted coldly and looked at the boy with an unkind expression.

The boy shook his head in panic: "No, thank you Dr. Chen..."

"No need..."

Seeing this guy who was a little arrogant just now, he gave up in front of him.

Chen Mu's mood did not become lighter.

The opposite of.

It's more complicated.

After sighing again, Chen Mu turned and walked to the school doctor's office, "It's more serious. Come in with me."

Entered the school doctor's office.

Chen Mu paused for a moment, "Pick up the garbage on the ground before you come in."

"Okay, Dr. Chen!"

After being shocked by Chen Mu's look.

The boy's attitude was so sweet that Chen Mu felt there was something abnormal about it.

He entered the school doctor's office holding a large wad of bloody tissues.

Then in front of a large group of white coats, he threw the tissue into the wastebasket.

Some people in white coats who had already auscultated Shen's pulse couldn't hide their excitement when they saw the boy's bloody tissue.

Eager to try...

"Have you brought your ID card or medical insurance card?"

The boy handed his ID card to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu swiped on the machine, and the boy's name popped up from the machine.

"Jia Yan."

Chen Mu created a new page of medical records on Jia Yan's personal page.

"Have you been coughing frequently in recent times, or in the past few months?"

"At night, do you cough so much that you can't sleep?"

Jia Yan looked at Chen Mu in shock, "Dr. Chen, how did you know!"

"You haven't checked my pulse yet!"

Chen Mu was helpless: "With your face, any Chinese medicine practitioner with a little bit of experience can tell what kind of disease you have..."

The movement on Chen Mu’s side.

A large group of white coats were attracted.

Even the people in white coats at Haicheng Medical University couldn't help but circle around Jia Yan.

While spinning around, he asked the man in a white coat from Haicheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine beside him.

"Is what Dr. Chen is talking about the Chinese medicine physiognomy mentioned earlier?"

"Brother, can you tell by his face what kind of disease he has?"

The white coat of Haicheng Medical University was originally just a casual inquiry.

I thought if the people around me couldn’t answer.

They joked with each other about the gap between their group of interns and Dr. Chen.

But what he never expected was.

around him.

The man in the white coat from Haicheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine actually nodded seriously: "You can see, isn't this tuberculosis?"

The white coat of Haicheng Medical University: "???"

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"White coat: I'm just asking, man, you're really good at it!"

"Although I don't understand Chinese medicine, I can tell that he has tuberculosis."

"Long-term cough, severe night cough, and coughing up blood, more than 80% of them are tuberculosis."

"Although... I have a long-term cough and severe night cough. This is what Dr. Chen can see, right?"

"After I got the correct answer, I found that I could also tell by his face that he was a tuberculosis man!"

"Consumption ghost?"

"Yes! The so-called tuberculosis is what we used to call tuberculosis!"

"Hey! Looking at it this way, his face really looks like he has tuberculosis!"

"As soon as Dr. Chen announces the correct answer, the whole barrage will be like Chinese medicine, right? See what you can do!"

"..."

—

Chen Mu was not affected by the sounds around him.

As Jia Yan admitted the night cough.

Chen Mu continued: "How long have you been coughing?"

Before Jia Yan could speak.

Chen Mu first expressed his speculation, "More than half a year, or even more than a year?"

Jia Yan nodded: "More than a year!"

Chen Mu: "Coughing up blood, is this what happened in the past few days?"

As Jia Yan continued to nod.

Chen Mu started to have a headache: "Classmate, someone will take you for a lung CT scan soon. Once the CT results come out, you will be diagnosed with tuberculosis."

"I will issue you a referral form from the school hospital and ask the school ambulance to take you to the infectious disease hospital."

Jia Yan nodded, "Okay..."

The head was just halfway nodded.

Jia Yan suddenly raised his head: "Infectious Disease Hospital? Doctor Chen, is my tuberculosis considered an infectious disease?"

Chen Mu gritted his teeth: "What do you think!"

"Do you usually use the same tableware in your dormitory?"

Jia Yan began to feel guilty: "For boys, be rough..."

"Sometimes my takeout hasn't arrived yet, but when my roommate's takeout arrives, it's normal to take a few bites with their chopsticks."

Chen Mu raised his forehead and said, "Normal..."

"It depends on the physical condition of your roommates. If you are unlucky, you can continue to be roommates in the infectious disease hospital."

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"Should I say it or not, the infection rate of tuberculosis is still quite high."

"Our school had such a talented person in the early years. The school was afraid that something would happen, and all the students in the apartment building were sent for CT scans!"

"School: Dads! School funds are not sufficient to begin with. Can you please die..."

"If I were in the same dormitory as him, I would probably have the urge to hit him!"

"I just want to laugh when I think about how he pretended to be in front of the school doctor's office. In a few days, he may be the grandson of the whole school!"

"He might infect others, and he's so arrogant! The school dogs might spit on him when they pass by!"

"..."

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"is it so serious……"

Listen to what Chen Mu said.

Jia Yan shrank his neck unconsciously, and then he became timid.

Chen Mu was too lazy to continue communicating with this guy.

He waved his hand impatiently.

Pointing to the group of white coats in front of him, he said, "Find anyone you like and take you for a lung CT scan."

Jia Yan just walked in one direction.

Then he saw it.

The group of white coats in front of him all moved in unison. They took out masks from the pockets of their white coats and put them on!

Jia Yan: "..."

Is he that scary?

All right!

His tuberculosis is an infectious disease, and it might really be that scary...

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I saw Jia Yan being taken away by a man in a white coat for a basic examination.

Chen Mu found Secretary Lu's phone number in his phone book.

The call has just been connected.

Secretary Lu's somewhat irritable voice sounded from the phone's receiver.

"Dr. Chen! You do nothing good every time you call me!"

"Don't tell me! Something happened at school again!"

"Forget it, I'd better go to the hospital now!"

"Let me see if the ICU next to the principal is still empty. I'll go and be his neighbor!"

Facing the eyes of a room full of people watching the excitement, Chen Mu was helpless.

Sighing softly: "Secretary, how about you help me finish the matter and I will send you to the ICU personally?"

He just finished speaking.

Secretary Lu on the other side of the phone was furious, "Bah, bah, bah! Hurry up and say bah, bah, bah!"

"It's so unlucky. My body is still very strong. How could I need to go to the ICU!"

Chen Mu was like coaxing a child, "Bah, bah, bah!"

I heard Secretary Lu snorting coldly over there.

Chen Mu's expression became more serious, "Secretary Lu, the school hospital just received a patient with suspected tuberculosis."

When Secretary Lu heard the words tuberculosis, his tone became much more solemn, "How close is your suspicion to being confirmed?"

Chen Mu: "The diagnosis can be confirmed when the CT scan of the lungs comes out."

"Hiss!" From Secretary Lu's side, there was a sound of drying up the air.

After a while.

Secretary Lu's voice rang on the phone again: "I remember that in the early years, there was an appearance in the temporary school. At that time, they emptied the entire building of students and sent them all to the hospital for examination."

"While the students were being sent away for examination, the school also hired a professional team to disinfect the entire building."

Having said that.

Secretary Lu asked seriously: "Dr. Chen, from the perspective of a professional doctor, is it necessary for our school to reach this point?"

Chen Mu nodded: "It is necessary! My suggestion is that the patient's roommates and classmates, as well as some classmates who have close contact with him on weekdays, should all be sent to the infectious disease hospital for detailed examination."

"Other students in the dormitory building should contact the community hospital and ask them to organize manpower and seize the time to conduct a comprehensive examination on these students."

Every word Chen Mu said.

Secretary Lu would always say "hmm" there to express his approval of Chen Mu.

Chen Mu rubbed his forehead, "The most difficult thing is that we don't know if any other students in the school have been infected with tuberculosis."

"Once there are, we don't know how many more people they will infect."

"Secretary Lu, for the sake of a safe solution, I have a small suggestion."

Hearing Chen Mu's familiar opening.

Secretary Lu on the other side of the phone felt that his heart was about to stop beating.

He said angrily: "What other small suggestions are there? Just say you have a money-burning suggestion!"

Chen Mu smiled sheepishly.

Secretary Lu's impatient voice sounded again, "Tell me your suggestions first, I will consider it..."

Chen Mu: "Starting today, for three days, the school hospital will unconditionally open lung CT examinations to all students on campus."

"Whether you come for a check-up is entirely voluntary."

Secretary Lu: "Approved. I will communicate with the teachers at the school. You organize the manpower at the school hospital. I will find someone to send the subsequent consumables to the school hospital."

"There are still funds, I will find a way."

Chen Mu: "Thank you Secretary."

Secretary Lu: "Don't thank me. As long as you don't call me in the future, I will thank you!"

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"Secretary Lu: I'm so annoyed that nothing good will happen if you just call me!"

"No! Is it such a big deal for Haicheng University to do lung CT scans for all students in the school?"

"Don't be shocked by the generosity. Do you know how our Hainan University teacher persuaded the fragile college students in the group to go to the school hospital for a CT scan?"

"Our counselor said that a lung CT scan in the hospital costs three to four hundred yuan!"

"When you say you want to check your body, Crispy University Physician doesn't care."

"You're talking about taking advantage, but I'm going to queue up right away!"

"Awesome! The teachers at Hainan University really know how to handle the fragile college students..."

"..."

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I saw many people in white coats in the room, all looking at me.

Chen Mu said: "All the medical students from Haicheng Medical University will go to the CT room to help."

A man in a white coat raised his hand slightly, "Dr. Chen, there can't be room for so many people in the CT room."

Chen Mu was speechless: "Wouldn't you move a table and sit at the door to explain his lung CT scan to the students?"

"It would take at least tens of thousands of lung CT scans for the entire school."

"Do you think you can learn something from seeing so many lung CT scans?"

Listen to Chen Mu's words.

The white coat who had just raised his hand was about to stand at attention and salute, "Dr. Chen, I understand, I will take action now!"

In less than a minute.

All the people in white coats from Haicheng Medical University disappeared into the school doctor's room.

Only a group of people in white coats studying Chinese medicine were left, watching with envy as they left happily.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Mu eagerly: "Dr. Chen, I think we can learn new things by going for a lung CT scan."

Chen Mulian ignored him.

Pointing to Shen Ting, who was sitting there and had completely calmed down, "Everyone who has checked her pulse should find a piece of paper and pen and write down your diagnosis of her."

After a while.

A group of people in white coats handed their "homework" into Chen Mu's hands.

Chen Mu read them one by one.

"The answers submitted by everyone are very similar. They believe that Shen Ting's pulse indicates that there is something wrong with the liver."

"So in your opinion, how to solve the problem of Shen Ting's liver damage?"

A man in a white coat raised his hand actively: "Dr. Chen, I think we can prescribe Chinese medicine for her!"

Hear the words.

Chen Mu almost lost his temper, "That's a great answer! Then guess how she got the problem of liver damage?"