"Ah!"
The guy finally realized what had happened.
He looked utterly hopeless.
He lay back down in his previous position.
Failing to find a white cloth, he simply used the hem of his shirt to cover his face, "Ah! I'm dead!"
Chen Mu couldn't help but laugh.
He nodded in agreement, "Yeah! A social death is still a kind of death!"
"Dr. Chen!" The guy, somewhat indignantly, pulled the shirt off his face.
He looked at Chen Mu with profound grief.
But Chen Mu paid no mind to his distress, and simply said, "You want to treat this condition? Adjust your routine, pair it with some traditional medicine or acupuncture, in about a month or two you should be much better."
Removing this student's talent for self-sabotage,
In Chen Mu's view,
the guy's physical condition could actually be quite good.
"In a month or two it'll be better? No more kidney deficiency?"
The guy took the shirt off his face.
He looked at Chen Mu in front of him with bright eyes,
as if looking at his savior.
