Is the school doctor free? Have you ever heard of crispy college students!

Heard the sound on the other side of the phone.

Chen Mu was a little confused.

no……

He is still waiting for the principal to take charge of the overall situation!

headmaster……

How can you put yourself first?

"Hello, I am a staff member of the hospital."

"Excuse me, was it you who was on the phone with our patient just now? The patient was suspected of having a heart attack and has been rushed to rescue."

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"Huh? Heart disease is not a trivial matter!"

"The student hasn't even arrived at the hospital yet. Should the principal be compensated first?"

"If the principal is really upset because of this phone call, will Dr. Chen need to bear legal responsibility in the future?"

"Most likely you want it, right?"

"The principal has already gone in. There are also students on their way to the hospital and students in surgery. Is there anyone else in charge of the school?"

"It's best to be younger, in better health, and able to withstand stimulation."

"I used to agree with the idea above, but now, these crispy college students are young enough and are they in good health..."

"..."

—

All of a sudden.

Chen Mu's mind was a little hard to turn around.

"But……"

"Our principal didn't have a history of heart disease before, right?"

When I first joined the job.

The last time he went to the hospital for a physical examination, the principal took Chen Mu's car there.

Over there on the phone.

The person at the hospital said in a serious tone, "We are already checking the patient urgently. If possible, we hope the patient's family can come to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay, I'll notify the patient's family right away."

After hanging up the phone.

Chen Mu just glanced in the direction of Teacher Du.

Teacher Du nodded immediately, "I'm going to call the vice principal now. He should have the contact information of the principal's family."

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"Dr. Chen, the patient no longer has convulsions!"

Teacher Du wanted to ask Chen Mu a few more questions.

Sudden.

Chen Mu's attention was attracted by Su Bingbing's words beside him.

Geng Yiqing's body no longer twitched.

"Geng Yiqing!"

"Geng Yiqing!"

Chen Mu took out a stethoscope and a flashlight.

First, he observed Geng Yiqing’s pupils.

Then he began to auscultate Geng Yiqing.

"Reporter Su, give way."

Even though the ambulance was moving at high speed on the road, Su Bingbing still didn't hesitate at all when she heard Chen Mu's words.

He immediately unbuckled his seat belt and switched places with Chen Mu.

Chen Mugang picked up the oxygen mask and prepared to put it on Geng Yiqing's face.

"vomit……"

Geng Yiqing tilted her head, and another mouthful of vomit spurted out.

"Su Bingbing, please wipe her."

"She does not have epilepsy for the time being."

I heard Chen Mu say this.

Su Bingbing understood immediately.

Pick up the tweezers and cotton balls and follow the previous steps to clean the inside of Geng Yiqing's mouth.

While cleaning Geng Yiqing's mouth, Su Bingbing did not forget to pass over Chen Mu's acupuncture kit.

Chen Mu was just about to speak and asked Su Bingbing to bring the acupuncture bag to him when he suddenly received his own acupuncture bag and was stunned for a moment.

Subsequently.

A helpless smile appeared on his lips.

He suddenly felt that the school medical assistant was a very necessary existence.

Wait until the recording of this program ends.

If the school cannot find a new school nurse.

It would also be a good idea to ask the principal to find him a school medical assistant.

It’s best to have someone with more discernment and value than Su Bingbing.

Chen Mu took the acupuncture needle and inserted it into two acupuncture points.

"Dr. Chen, we may have caught the second wave of morning rush hour!"

Front row.

Driver He said with a serious face.

Even though they heard the honking of 120, the cars in front were already working hard to give way to them.

The issue is……

On a blocked highway, it's not so easy to get out of the way.

Chen Mu pulled out a silver needle.

His face was solemn: "If we can't get to the hospital as soon as possible, the child's condition is not optimistic..."

Driver He looked helpless.

"I understand the truth, but the car in front of me didn't give way completely. I can't just hit it with my car..."

Driver He was only halfway through what he said.

Sudden.

The voice paused.

The next second.

He shouted: "Doctor Chen! The traffic police cavalry is here! They should be here to clear the way for us!"

Driver He yelled this while eagerly rolling down his own window.

The moment the car window rolled down.

The traffic policeman who came to pick them up was slightly startled when he saw Driver He's somewhat familiar face.

Subsequently.

He said helplessly: "Still the previous route, the previous hospital?"

"Yes, yes, please, comrade!"

The traffic policeman silently put on his helmet, "No trouble..."

The moment before riding off.

Still couldn't help but say, "Why are there so many patients in your school?"

Driver He: "..."

A suitable answer has yet to come to mind.

The traffic police cavalry took the lead and rushed out. Why did the driver's school ambulance open the way?

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"The atmosphere was quite tense at first, but the moment the traffic policeman opened his mouth, I almost couldn't hold my breath..."

"Traffic police: Why is it you again? Your school has nothing else to do all day long. Do you just send patients to the hospital?"

"Originally, there were only crispy college students, but when the president also fell, I began to wonder, is there something wrong with Haicheng University's feng shui?"

"Probably not. I graduated from Haicheng University. When our school was choosing its location, we hired a very famous Feng Shui master..."

"Hey! I have really seen Feng Shui. Since there is no problem with Feng Shui, then the only problem is humans..."

"..."

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"vomit……"

Geng Yiqing turned her head and took another mouthful.

Su Bingbing looked at Geng Yiqing's vomit and was a little frightened, "Dr. Chen, Geng Yiqing seems to have vomited blood!"

Chen Mu held the silver needle and followed Su Bingbing's gaze.

Then I saw a puddle of sticky vomit lying on the ground of the ambulance.

In the vomit, traces of blood were clearly visible.

Chen Mu frowned even more, "If the brain tumor is benign, the patient may vomit blood."

Su Bingbing was pleasantly surprised.

"If that's the case, isn't Geng Yiqing still saved?"

Although Su Bingbing doesn't know much about medicine.

But Su Bingbing can still understand the words benign and malignant put together!

usually.

In the vast majority of cases, benign cases mean there is still hope, while malignant cases mean that time is numbered.

He met Su Bingbing's surprised eyes.

Chen Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sorry, I'm not sure if she has a benign tumor."

"Her pulse is confused during the illness. This is one of the reasons."

"Secondly, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to detect whether her brain tumor is benign or malignant just by taking her pulse."

"At least go to the hospital for a few tests."

"and……"

Speaking of which.

Chen Mu's tone paused.

The look on Geng Yiqing's face was also extremely complicated.

"Moreover, Geng Yiqing also has a history of taking short-term contraceptive pills for more than a year."

"According to her report of one meal a day, we cannot rule out the possibility of excessive damage to the gastric mucosa, causing vomiting of blood."

"On this car, there is nothing but a ventilator. If we can bring the patient to the hospital alive, we have done our best..."

He said this in his mouth.

But when Chen Mu saw the blood in Geng Yiqing's vomit, he unconsciously squeezed the silver needle in his hand.