"Brothers! Si Hui! Fainted!"

"You won't be surprised if the check-up report is $120 per person, right?"

"I just passed by the bottom of the campus building and saw Driver He there, head down, munching away..."

"Driver He: If I don't hurry up and eat, in a while Dr. Chen will take patients downstairs again!"

"Why do I feel like Si Hui is about to cry? The results of the bronchial dilation test aren't that serious, right?"

"..."

—

Chen Mu raised his eyes and saw Si Hui with a mournful face.

He waved in Si Hui's direction, "Are the results of the bronchial dilation test out? Earlier you mentioned rib pain, so I suggested you get a chest CT. Did Dr. Zheng do it for you?"

Si Hui cautiously handed the piece of paper in her hand to Chen Mu.

She nodded gently, "Yes, Dr. Zheng said once the CT scan is ready, he'll put it in a bag for me and bring it over."

Chen Mu glanced at Si Hui's results, pointing towards the cabinet, "There's a stool over there; you can move it to sit down."

Si Hui nodded.

She moved the stool herself, then sat at the side of the table eagerly.

Obedient like a little schoolgirl.

Chen Mu put down the paper, "You have bronchial asthma. As for whether you're allergic to cat hair, you'll need an allergen test at the hospital to find out."

"Asthma is a chronic airway inflammatory disease. After being diagnosed with asthma, it's not recommended that you eat things that are too sweet, too salty, or too spicy."

"You're not able to handle stimuli well now."

"Also, anything that might trigger your allergies could induce your asthma, so it's advised you don't spray perfume or use overly fragrant body wash or lotion."

Listening to what Chen Mu said,

Si Hui felt utterly hopeless--she was an avid fan of spicy hot pot.

She practically ate a bowl every day.

Giving up sweet food was tolerable.

But if even such a heavenly food as spicy hot pot were denied to her?

What joy would she have in life?

"Oh, by the way!"

Noticing Si Hui's expression nearly collapsing, Chen Mu sighed as well.

He raised his hand to point at the cat hair on Si Hui's clothes: "Animal dander and fur floating in the air worsen asthma. Technically, I don't advise you to keep a cat."

Si Hui's expression was a bit conflicted, "But since I have it, I must be responsible for it..."

"Dr. Chen, is there a way I can coexist with my cat?"

Chen Mu slightly frowned, "Technically, you shouldn't continue keeping the cat."

Si Hui lowered her head in some defeat.

Just as she was about to cry, Chen Mu's melodious voice rang out, "If you really want to keep the cat, first you need to buy a vacuum cleaner and an air purifier."

"Place the air purifier in your bedroom and lock the door so the cat can't enter."

"As for the rest of your place, the cat can roam freely."

Hearing this, Si Hui's eyes filled with hope.

She eagerly nodded and asked, "What else, Dr. Chen? What else should I do?"

"In addition, you'll need to buy a lot of masks. Whenever you leave your room, apart from eating, you should wear a mask."

"Try to minimize contact with the cat."

Seeing Si Hui's mood dipping again, Chen Mu was even more helpless, "Normally in your situation, you shouldn't keep the cat. If you can't do these things, then find a good home for the cat."

"No way!" Si Hui firmly shook her head, "I can do it!"

"But, Dr. Chen, I don't know much about asthma. Is it not curable?"

Chen Mu shook his head, "In your case, it's almost incurable, but if you're willing to cooperate, I can use traditional Chinese medicine to adjust your asthma."

"I need to make it clear, though: Using traditional medicine won't cure it; it's to prevent needing hormonal drugs later."

"Would you still like me to use traditional methods to help you?"

Si Hui eagerly nodded, "Yes!"

Chen Mu tapped the wrist pillow on the table, "Place your hand here; I'll check your pulse."

Noticing Yan Zhi watching, Chen Mu didn't forget to explain, "Yan Zhi, Si Hui arrived before you, so I need to finish up with her treatment before I can analyze your case."

"And also..."

"Your case is quite extensive, even reading it is a huge task. If an emergency comes in, I'll prioritize them."

Yan Zhi nodded apologetically, "Dr. Chen, I'm the one who cut in line; of course, I understand..."

Chen Mu's hands moved to Si Hui's wrist.

A moment later.

He slightly frowned.

Chen Mu placed his other hand on Si Hui's wrist as well.

Both hands.

Checking the pulse on Si Hui's right wrist together.

Seeing Chen Mu's method, Su Bingbing, watching from behind, couldn't help but look surprised.

She always thought Chinese doctors used one hand for pulse reading.

That technique just now really challenged her understanding.

A moment later.

Chen Mu released his hands, "Place your other hand here, let me see again."

Si Hui switched to her left hand.

This time.

She didn't dare breathe.

The few patients Dr. Chen treated seriously were either lying in the ICU or undergoing surgery!

She didn't want to be next!

"Relax..."

Chen Mu helplessly looked up at Si Hui, "With you so tense, I can't check your pulse properly. Compose yourself, relax a bit."

"Okay, Dr. Chen." Si Hui nodded.

After a while.

Chen Mu released Si Hui's hand, "You have some Qi stagnation in your lungs, which means you usually have quite a temper, right?"

Si Hui quickly shook her head, "No, no! My temper is very good!"

Seemingly eager to prove her words, "Dr. Chen, I'm socially anxious; have you seen an anxious person lose their temper?"

In that instant.

Chen Mu could hardly keep a straight face, "I have, actually..."

Si Hui: "..."

Chen Mu tapped the table, "Your pulse doesn't lie."

Si Hui's expression turned evasive, "I wouldn't say I have a bad temper; I'm just sometimes a bit quick-tempered."

Chen Mu: "This 'bit quick,' how quick exactly?"

Si Hui: "Like, if my boyfriend makes a face I don't like, my hand is ready to hit him?"

Chen Mu: "..."

—

"One expression gets him hit? Her boyfriend's survival up till now is a miracle!"

"This girl claims she has a good temper. If hitting is 'good,' what's a bad temper like, dismemberment?"

"Guys, I'm starting to fear relationships; girls today have such big tempers!"

"Shouting they're afraid of relationships, yet texting their goddess at night; who are they kidding?"

"I might stay single forever, but I won't be a simp! What's that, your goddess's boyfriend can't afford condoms? Hold on, I'm going to buy him some now. What flavor do you like? Wait, what's your favorite flavor: strawberry or mint?"

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