"Brothers! Si Hui! Fainted!"
"You won't be surprised if the check-up report is $120 per person, right?"
"I just passed by the bottom of the campus building and saw Driver He there, head down, munching away..."
"Driver He: If I don't hurry up and eat, in a while Dr. Chen will take patients downstairs again!"
"Why do I feel like Si Hui is about to cry? The results of the bronchial dilation test aren't that serious, right?"
"..."
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Chen Mu raised his eyes and saw Si Hui with a mournful face.
He waved in Si Hui's direction, "Are the results of the bronchial dilation test out? Earlier you mentioned rib pain, so I suggested you get a chest CT. Did Dr. Zheng do it for you?"
Si Hui cautiously handed the piece of paper in her hand to Chen Mu.
She nodded gently, "Yes, Dr. Zheng said once the CT scan is ready, he'll put it in a bag for me and bring it over."
Chen Mu glanced at Si Hui's results, pointing towards the cabinet, "There's a stool over there; you can move it to sit down."
