Chen Mu entered the room.
As he walked in, he saw the patient with a prolapse who hadn't had time to put on pants yet.
There was gauze and medical tape fixed on his back.
Yet,
there was visible bloodstain on the gauze.
"Dr. Mu, give me a hand."
With those words, Chen Mu quickly stepped forward.
Ignoring the patient's struggle,
he used force to lift the struggling patient back onto the bed.
Once Mu Yao understood Chen Mu's intent, she, along with other intern doctors, assisted as well.
They forcefully pressed the resisting patient back onto the bed.
It was mandatory.
"Don't mind me, I'm not getting treated here! I'm waiting for Dr. Chen to return!"
"You bunch of quacks, there's no way I'm getting surgery!"
Hearing the patient's loud wailing,
even someone with as good of a temper as Chen Mu didn't hold back this time. He smacked the patient on the back of the head.
Chen Mu said sternly, "Open your eyes and see who I am."
"Dr. Chen!"
