University Doctor and His Fragile Patients

Chapter 154: Inducing Vomiting Is Far Less Harmful to the Stomach Than Rat Poison!


Although I had mentally prepared myself beforehand.

But when Chen Mu got off the school ambulance and saw the garbage from the trash can all dumped on the ground nearby.

Chen Mu's mind was still a bit shocked.

He could already predict.

When the school's cleaning lady sees this scene, she will definitely curse He Congming for years behind his back.

Chen Mu pointed at the half-full trash dumped on the ground.

Then pointed at He Congming, who was half-draped over the trash can, and asked He Congming's roommate, "Can someone explain to me, what's going on with him?"

Did the rat poison hurt his brain?

Afraid of upsetting the patient, Chen Mu forcibly held back the latter half of the sentence.

He Congming's roommate.

At this time, his expression was inevitably a bit awkward, "Dr. Chen, let me explain, it goes like this..."

"When we came down, he felt that he had to save himself before you arrived!"

Chen Mu understood, "Forcing oneself to vomit for self-rescue is also a way."

The guy nodded, "But when he leaned over the trash can, the smell was too strong, so he asked us to clear it out a bit for him."

"We didn't have any tools, so we could only dump the garbage onto the ground first, and then went to the restroom to steal a garbage bag from the cleaning lady!"

"Let him throw up first..."

At this point.

The guy had already started to cover his face behind the camera.

Other things aside, having a roommate like He Congming, he's long since gotten used to the embarrassment.

The problem is, the cleaning lady has been furiously catching the thief who steals her garbage bags in the dormitory building lately.

If the cleaning lady sees this video.

He's definitely going to take the blame for the real thief!

Chen Mu speechlessly extended his hand.

Pulled He Congming out of the trash can with one hand.

Seeing Chen Mu.

He Congming, with teary eyes, was about to throw himself on Chen Mu.

"Boo hoo hoo... Dr. Chen..."

Seeing the vomit still around the corners of his mouth that hadn't been cleaned.

Chen Mu hurriedly dodged.

He Congming noticed Chen Mu avoided him and felt even worse instantly, "Dr. Chen, I'm about to die and you're not going to help me?!"

Chen Mu speechlessly pointed in the direction of the ambulance.

"Get in the car first, we'll take you to the hospital."

"Once in the car, I'll make you vomit, it's guaranteed to be more effective than you sticking your fingers down your throat."

He Congming's eyes instantly lit up, "Really?"

"Really."

He Congming quickly got on the school ambulance.

His roommate followed with a bitter face.

"No wonder he's called Da Congming, even after eating rat poison, he's more energetic than others."

"If they took the time to dump the trash from the trash can and put on a bag, they might as well have gone to the restroom to vomit, they'd make it in time!"

"I feel like Dr. Chen is numb to this now, probably won't want to hear the name He Congming again in his career."

"The thing is, this time it really wasn't Da Congming's fault, who would be wary of sausages on a roommate's desk?"

"..."

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"Dr. Chen, should I lie down?"

"I saw in your previous live stream, you had the previous patient lie down."

"And you even secured them with the safety belt on the stretcher and gave them a breathing mask."

"It's the same ambulance driven by Driver He, why don't I get this treatment?"

He Congming sat on the stretcher in the school ambulance.

Seeing Chen Mu leisurely cleaning acupuncture needles.

He Congming started to feel restless.

Maybe he was overthinking it.

He always felt the toxins from the rat poison were rapidly invading his internal organs.

Chen Mu finished wiping the last silver needle, finally cared to glance at He Congming, "If you lie down, when you vomit later, it might get stuck in your throat."

"By then, you might not even make it to the hospital for a stomach wash."

"You'd be choked beforehand."

"And also..."

Chen Mu's eyes were filled with indescribable speechlessness as he looked at He Congming, "Giving you a breathing mask is so you can vomit into the mask and block your nose too?"

He Congming widened his eyes.

Frightened by Chen Mu's words.

He shook his head repeatedly, "Dr. Chen, I have no opinions now!"

"You just proceed with your normal treatment process, I have no objections!"

Chen Mu shook his head helplessly.

Looked over to the passenger seat, "Reporter Su, are you ready?"

Ready for what?

Did you previously communicate?

Just as this thought popped into He Congming's mind.

He heard Su Bingbing in the passenger seat respond, "All set, Dr. Chen."

Right after.

A small, pale hand reached out from the front.

Handed over a disposable trash bag.

And a makeshift trash can made from a folded shopping poster.

He Congming was dumbfounded, "My goddess Bingbing has this skill?"

Just as he said half of that.

He found Chen Mu's gaze had changed, "Dr. Chen, do you know how many people would want to collect a trash can folded by my goddess Bingbing's hand, even buy it?"

"And you're letting me vomit into this?!"

Chen Mu remained unmoved, "Then you can just throw up on yourself."

After saying that sentence.

Chen Mu moved.

Gave up his position to let He Congming sit.

After he was seated, quickly strapped him in with the safety belt.

Then drew out a silver needle.

And swiftly, harshly jabbed it into He Congming!

"Urgh—"

This needle from Chen Mu was far more effective than He Congming sticking fingers down his throat.

Watching as his mouthful of vomit sullied the trash can folded by his goddess.

Even though a garbage bag covered the trash can.

He Congming was so distressed that he teared up.

His own mouth!

Vomit sullied the trash bag personally folded by his goddess!

He was lost in sorrow.

Chen Mu gently pulled out the silver needle.

Immediately after.

Another needle went in!

"Urgh—"

He Congming clutched the trash can, vomiting more fiercely.

The tears fell more heavily too!

"Oof! Previously I would've laughed at Da Congming, but now I feel a bit sorry for him!"

"That was a trash can folded by my wife's own hands!"

"I can only say Da Congming's feelings for my wife aren't sincere enough! If it were me, I'd swallow it back rather than soil the trash can my wife folded."

"???

Swallow it back? You were trying to show loyalty, but I'm kneeling to you for being so disgusting, right?!"

"Is this about being disgusting? Bros, he's risking his life!"

"He Congming needs to vomit because he ate rat poison, according to what this guy said, doesn't that mean he swallowed back the rat poison???"

"..."

"Urgh—"

Seeing that He Congming had almost nothing left to vomit.

Chen Mu was still using silver needles to stimulate He Congming's acupoints.

He Congming's roommate was a bit worried, "Dr. Chen, he seems to have vomited almost everything, won't continued vomiting like this harm his stomach later?"

Chen Mu glanced at him.

"At present, the stimulation I'm giving his stomach is definitely not greater than the rat poison."

He Congming's roommate shut his mouth quietly.

Screech—

With a sudden stop, the school ambulance came to a halt.

Driver He, worried, turned to glance at Chen Mu, then looked at the live broadcast camera behind him.

Realizing something was off, Chen Mu.

Quickly approached the driver's seat, leaned in to look forward.

At once, he saw the accident scene not far ahead.

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