Not too bad?
Listening to Xia Zhengchang's sigh.
Chen Mu's state wasn't too good.
He felt quite helpless, not knowing how to even start complaining.
The patient was ill.
The patient himself said that just being ill was not too bad.
Chen Mu: "..."
Sitting there silently for half a minute.
He didn't know what to say at all.
After adjusting his helpless mood.
Chen Mu turned to look at the group of white coats behind him.
At present.
Someone took the initiative to step forward and take the patient's pulse.
The intern studying modern medicine eagerly leaned forward, asking the patient: "Excuse me, after waking up breathless, is there a way to relieve it yourself?"
Before the intern's words even landed.
The patient's family member who came along could not help but frown.
Speaking in an unfriendly tone: "We are here to find a doctor for a solution."
The intern was taken aback.
Instinctively.
He helplessly looked at Chen Mu beside him.
Seeing this scene.
