Chen Mu had not reacted yet.
The few white coats behind him, however, were a bit restless.
One of the boys, taking advantage of his long legs,
rushed quickly to Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, I know this, let me handle it!"
Chen Mu was about to nod.
The person who brought the patient, however, was somewhat unwilling.
He glanced up and down at the proactive white coat.
Pursed his lips, questioning: "My friend's situation might need surgery!"
"Can you handle it?"
"Have you ever been on the operating table?"
The questioned white coat was stunned.
He shook his head speechlessly, "I've never been on an operating table."
The patient's friend was about to start criticizing,
when he heard the white coat's next sentence: "But your friend's issue with the glue, just some alcohol will do, no surgery needed!"
"Huh?" The patient's friend was dumbfounded.
Chen Mu helplessly rubbed his forehead.
