University Doctor and His Fragile Patients-Chapter 223 - 204: Dorm Room Renovations, One Month of Bloody Urine!
While He Zhiwen was questioning Chen Mu.
He suddenly heard He Congming's whimpering again from behind.
He Zhiwen furrowed his brow slightly.
Just as he was about to ask He Congming to be quiet.
He suddenly saw the phone that He Congming handed to him.
On the screen.
Was the trending page of Weibo.
The topic.
#He Congming National Grandson#
Seeing this topic.
He Zhiwen finally recalled.
Their school doctor seemed to be participating in a reality TV show?
Thinking of this.
He Zhiwen couldn't help but smile.
A few seconds later.
He Zhiwen finally couldn't control his hearty laughter.
"Ahahaha!!!!"
"He Congming, now the whole country knows you're my grandson!!"
"Hahahaha!!!"
Listening to He Zhiwen's laughter.
He Congming flailed around even more.
Chen Mu also heard He Zhiwen's laughter.
But unusually.
Chen Mu didn't join in the fun this time but instead gave He Zhiwen a disapproving look.
"Your condition isn't suitable for laughing too hard; you'll start coughing!"
He Zhiwen waved his hand, "No way! I'm not made of paper; how could I start coughing just from laughing a couple of times?!"
No sooner had he said that.
And barely two or three seconds later.
He started coughing violently while supporting himself on the school's medical office table.
It seemed.
As if he wanted to cough his lungs out.
Earlier, He Congming, who had been flailing around trying to demand an explanation from He Zhiwen, also panicked a bit seeing this scene.
He looked at the still violently coughing He Zhiwen, at a loss.
His eyes avoided contact.
—
"Oh man, I'm starting to feel a bit sorry for Da Congming!"
"Obviously, he's the one being teased, yet he's also the culprit for making his grandpa cough?!"
"Tsk! Messing up your grandpa like this, does He Congming show no respect for elders?"
"It probably counts, reminds me of when I was five, and my 'grandpa' was three. I accidentally tripped Grandpa, and then got a moral lecture from the whole family..."
"Having a lower position in the family hierarchy is such a tragic thing."
"..."
—
Watching as He Zhiwen's coughing grew more severe.
Chen Mu shook his head a bit helplessly.
When you see a doctor, nothing the doctor says is random.
Each word from their mouth is medical advice for the patient.
Why do so many not believe it?
And ignore the doctor's recommendations?!
Chen Mu sighed.
Just as he was about to take the next step.
An acupuncture kit appeared in front of Chen Mu.
He looked up.
It was Su Bingbing's gentle smiling face.
Chen Mu placed a Silver Needle on He Zhiwen, immediately stopping his cough.
Ignoring the other's surprised look.
Chen Mu tapped his fingers on the table: "He Zhiwen, I need to feel your pulse."
"Alright! Dr. Chen!"
Chen Mu placed his hand on He Zhiwen's pulse.
In less than a minute.
Chen Mu retracted his hand, frowning as he said, "I think your lung condition is quite bad, and it shouldn't be caused by smoking."
"I suggest you carefully think if you've come into contact with any irritant gases recently."
"Or perhaps an environment with high levels of formaldehyde?"
After a brief thought, He Zhiwen lightly shook his head: "It seems like, no?"
Chen Mu frowned: "That's strange..."
"How about this, I'll write you a few tests. Once the results are back, you can come find me..."
Before he could finish his sentence.
He Congming, who had been ignored until now, suddenly became proactive.
"Uuuuuu!!!"
He Congming waved his arms desperately.
While flashing his phone in front of Chen Mu.
Chen Mu: "Hmm?"
Noticing a line of text on He Congming's phone.
Chen Mu raised his hand to take He Congming's phone.
"Dr. Chen, do you think this counts as formaldehyde?"
Dr. Chen glanced at the line.
And found that there was nothing else.
Just as he was about to ask He Congming what he meant,
he saw He Congming take back his phone indifferently.
After a short while, he handed a picture to Dr. Chen.
In the picture,
it was a photo of a boys' dormitory, and judging by the layout and furnishings, it basically matched those at Hai City University.
But...
this dorm room.
was distinctly different from some of the boys' dorms at Hai City University that Dr. Chen had seen before.
In this dorm room,
the items on every desk were neatly arranged.
Good-looking wallpapers were also pasted on the cabinets and walls.
The floor,
was covered with self-laid foam flooring.
Dr. Chen stiffly raised his head.
Looked at He Zhiwen and turned the phone screen from He Congming toward He Zhiwen.
"He Zhiwen, is this an interior photo of your dorm?"
—
"Wow! Can college dorms be renovated to look this nice?"
"He Zhiwen has some skills, with renovation skills like that, he could be a home décor blogger after graduation!"
"How is that pegboard attached to the wall? I still haven't figured it out!"
"Is there a link to that wallpaper?"
"As a medical student, seeing this dorm gives me the chills..."
"Why, it's such a nice dorm, why are you all getting the chills?"
"Dr. Chen shouldn't just treat He Zhiwen alone; he should bring in the other three Da Congming from the dorm for a full check-up too!"
"I don't understand what the comments are saying, why is a check-up necessary?"
"..."
—
"Yes!"
"Dr. Chen, does our dorm look nice after the renovation?"
"To renovate this dorm, the four of us spent over two thousand yuan in total!"
"But now I'm a dorm décor blogger on Douyin, and some companies have even asked me to endorse products. We've not only recouped the renovation costs but also made a little money!"
He Zhiwen spoke proudly.
Dr. Chen listened, feeling chills run down his spine.
He waved his hand, somewhat impatiently interrupting He Zhiwen's self-praise.
Dr. Chen: "Aside from coughing up blood and night coughing, are there any other obvious symptoms you have? Just list them all at once."
He Zhiwen shook his head: "No, I don't think so?"
"Boohoo!!!"
He Congming started making "boohoo" sounds from behind him again.
Because of that earlier photo,
Dr. Chen now found He Congming a bit less annoying than before.
Dr. Chen looked at He Congming: "Do you have any other clues about his health issues?"
He Congming nodded.
Soon enough,
He Congming once again handed his phone to Dr. Chen.
On the phone,
was a photo of a toilet.
Inside, the contents were yellowish and pinkish.
Dr. Chen turned the phone to show He Zhiwen: "Is this blood in the urine yours?"
He Zhiwen looked at Dr. Chen in surprise: "Is this blood in urine? If it is, then I've had bloody urine for over a month?"
Dr. Chen frowned slightly: "He Zhiwen, when seeing a doctor, you should be more honest with them..."
Many times,
incomplete information from the patient
delays the patient's own treatment.
Meeting Dr. Chen's somewhat disapproving gaze,
He Zhiwen hurriedly defended himself: "Dr. Chen, I saw in your live stream before that eating dragon fruit can make your poop pink."
"I thought my bloody urine was also because I love eating red dragon fruit."
Dr. Chen was speechless: "My live stream only started yesterday, yet you've had bloody urine for a month, didn't you think to go to a hospital?"
He Zhiwen's hand started to tremble.
His gaze dodged: "It's just that I smoke so much every day, what if going to the hospital reveals some terminal illness?!"
Dr. Chen: "..."
"So if you never go to the hospital, you'll never get sick in your whole life?"
"What kind of nonsense is that?"
Under Dr. Chen's scolding.
He Zhiwen felt as nervous as a child.
Dr. Chen handed a blank piece of paper to He Zhiwen: "Write down the names, phone numbers, and majors of your three roommates."
He Zhiwen obediently complied.
Until he was almost done writing,
He Zhiwen couldn't help but look up at Dr. Chen and asked: "Dr. Chen, normally if someone is diagnosed with a serious illness, the counselor and family are notified, right?"
"Why are you notifying the roommates?"
"They can't pay my medical bills or take care of me in the hospital every day, so maybe I should just give you my parents' and counselor's contact information instead?"
