Frightened by Chen Mu's mention of an intracranial infection.
The girl was speechless for a moment before she barely found her voice again.
"Intracranial infection..."
"Dr. Chen, you're just trying to scare me, right..."
"It's just a pimple, it can't be that serious, right..."
The girl's voice trembled a bit.
Or rather.
It wasn't just the patient herself.
The nearby girls who were watching were all staring at Chen Mu.
Even the dorm manager auntie was staring at Chen Mu.
In the crowd.
There were murmurs coming from all around.
"I often take care of my pimples myself, and I'm still alive and well."
"Dr. Chen must be exaggerating, most people pop their pimples with their hands."
"I actually enjoy popping my pimples, it's quite stress-relieving."
"..."
Listening to these murmurs.
The girl seemed to gain some support.
She began trying to refute Chen Mu's earlier statement.
"Dr. Chen, you must be exaggerating, everyone clearly..."
Ha!
