After a brief psychological struggle.

Chen Mu felt it was necessary to test He Congming.

"He Congming, aren't you going with He Zhiwen for the check-up?"

He Congming shook his head.

Continuing to type on his phone.

Chen Mu turned his head and took an ibuprofen from his medicine cabinet.

He didn't know what was wrong with He Congming.

He only knew that if he didn't take some medicine now, he might not be able to hold on later!

—

"Da Congming, maybe get a different doctor for the check-up, I really feel for Dr. Chen."

"Is there no medical graduate to apply for the school doctor position at Hai City University? Give our Dr. Chen a break!"

"The school doctor at our university gives a School Hospital Referral Form for every illness, sending students to the hospital. If Dr. Chen did the same, his job might be easier."

"With the kind of feng shui at Hai City University, Dr. Chen's job might be easier, but those fragile students might not survive to get off the ambulance."

"Hiss... In this kind of bloodbath right now, I suddenly don't know whether to sympathize with Dr. Chen first or with the fragile students..."

"..."

—

"Dr. Chen, would you say this dorm is above the formaldehyde limit?"

He Congming didn't even dare to make eye contact with Chen Mu.

He just ensured Chen Mu saw the words on his phone.

Then He Congming found a photo on his phone and showed it to Chen Mu.

"Hiss!"

As soon as Chen Mu saw the photo, he couldn't help but gasp.

The photo on He Congming's phone.

And his "grandpa" He Zhiwen's dormitory have almost the same style of decoration.

If He Zhiwen's dormitory decoration looked somewhat tasteful and nice.

Then the photo on He Congming's phone.

Could be described as a mishmash of decorations.

What's scarier.

The formaldehyde levels in this dormitory are definitely much higher than in He Zhiwen's.

Chen Mu sighed.

Deep down he couldn't help but reflect on how wise it was to have taken an ibuprofen before this guy He Congming spoke up.

"Whose dorm is this again?"

"If it's from our school, get them to contact the school hospital for a School Hospital Referral Form."

"They need a full physical examination."

Chen Mu said this out loud.

But he didn't stop what he was doing.

While in the school hospital's computer, he found the records of He Zhiwen's three roommates and filled in their electronic medical records.

Meanwhile, handwriting the School Hospital Referral Form.

Waiting for the arrival of the three "fragile students."

As Chen Mu completed the School Hospital Referral Form.

He saw He Congming still looking at him with a very apprehensive gaze.

Then lowered his head.

Nervously typing on his phone screen.

Soon the phone screen appeared in front of Chen Mu again.

"Dr. Chen, that fanciful dorm we just looked at, it doesn't belong to a friend of mine."

Chen Mu, helpless: "If it's not your friend's, could it be your dorm?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Chen Mu saw He Congming freeze for an instant.

Subsequently.

An "buzz" rang in Chen Mu's mind.

Chen Mu looked at He Congming with a somewhat incredulous gaze: "You better not tell me that overly decorated dorm is yours?"

He Congming opened his mouth.

Instinctively wanted to argue.

It wasn't overly decorated; it clearly looked nice!

But no sound came, he could only nod with an unconvinced face.

Even though he had taken ibuprofen.

Chen Mu felt another headache coming on, the ibuprofen's effect was indeed slow.

Chen Mu: "He Congming, I remember I've been to your dorm."

"Your dorm looked like any other male dorm, nothing overly decorated?"

He Congming gave a smile that was more like a grimace.

Continues typing on his phone, "That's because."

"We had just finished the decoration when the student council inspected it and forced us to remove it all."

Speaking of this.

He Congming felt like his heart was bleeding.

The renovation of their dorm back then cost them four thousand bucks.

Back then they didn't know what short videos were.

Naturally, they couldn't have made back the decor costs like He Zhiwen did.

The money was just wasted without even enjoying it for a few days before being forced to dismantle it.

He Congming was still regretting.

But hearing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness...

Thank goodness...

Chen Mu stared at the He Congming in front of him, continuing to ask: "What happened after?"

He Congming couldn't quite follow Chen Mu's thoughts.

Typing on the phone: "What happened after?"

Chen Mu: "How long were the decorations up before the student council forced you to remove them?"

He Congming gave a bitter smile, continuing to type: "Less than a week before it was forced down..."

Remembering why he spoke of this past to Chen Mu.

He Congming lowered his head again.

Nervously typing on the phone, asking: "Dr. Chen, do we all need to get screened for leukemia in this situation?"

Chen Mu shook his head: "It was a short time, plus it's been a year, your bodies haven't shown strong reactions, it's fine."

"Oh, I see!"

"Thank you, Dr. Chen, I'll go see how my 'grandpa' is doing now!"

—

"Da Congming really never misses a chance to risk it, yet somehow he's still alive and kicking..."

"Even after eating rat poison, and still good as new, his connections in the underworld must be strong!"

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