"No! No! We barely managed to save him!"
Chen Mu saw the patient staring helplessly.
The vomit that had just been induced almost got swallowed back down due to the boy's grip.
Chen Mu started panicking too.
He tried his best to stop the boy.
Attempting to get him to loosen his grip on the patient's neck.
But the boy became more agitated, "Why are you vomiting? Is it because thinking of my girlfriend makes you sick?"
"You know what you did is disgusting!"
"Where were you earlier?"
Chen Mu quickly raised his hand, pinching a pressure point on the boy's arm.
"Ah!"
The boy yelped in pain.
And let go of the patient's collar.
Chen Mu picked up the silver needle, starting to re-stimulate the patient's pressure points.
When he looked up and saw several graduate students holding silver needles, curiously looking in this direction.
Chen Mu's expression darkened instantly, "When can't you just watch the chaos?"
