"I just checked your pulse. You've been staying up late every night recently, haven't you?"
He Xingchen was flabbergasted. "No way... You can tell that from just my pulse?"
"Let me check it myself." He Xingchen imitated Chen Mu's gesture, gently placing her fingers on her own wrist.
After a moment.
Chen Mu smiled and asked, "So? What did you find out?"
With a blank expression, He Xingchen said, "My pulse is beating, which means I'm still alive."
—
"Hahaha! I suspect this girl is just messing with me!"
"Contemporary college students: fragile, yet honest!"
"That's a good reading, alive! Hahaha!!!"
"After watching He Xingchen feel her pulse, I also feel I can do it now. Alive, male! Hahaha!!!"
"..."
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"Not being able to tell is normal. If you could easily figure it out, then us doctors would have wasted years of study, wouldn't we?"
Chen Mu laughed.
He wrote down on the white paper: Night 20:00 - Next Day 04:00, up late.
Seeing the numbers, He Xingchen's eyes widened. "Seriously, is Chinese medicine really that amazing? How did you write the time so accurately?"
"If I hadn't added you on WeChat, Dr. Chen, I would have suspected you peeked at my moments!"
Chen Mu laughed, "I can also tell that you're having midnight snacks after midnight every day."
He Xingchen silently gave Chen Mu a thumbs up, "Dr. Chen, you're truly amazing!"
Chen Mu: "When you eat at midnight, don't your dorm mates mind?"
He Xingchen pouted, "What's the big deal? None of us in the dorm are asleep by midnight anyway! We all have midnight snacks together."
"Oh, is that so?" Chen Mu nodded thoughtfully.
A moment later.
Chen Mu's gaze once again fell on He Xingchen in front of him.
The corners of his lips lifted slightly, "What do you eat at night, instant noodles or hot pot? Probably hot pot, judging by the amount of spicy food recently."
"Dr. Chen! Amazing! You're really amazing!" He Xingchen looked at Chen Mu as if he were an immortal.
Chen Mu nodded thoughtfully, "Alright, I got it. I'll inform your instructor later that you have illegal appliances in your dorm."
"No way! Dr. Chen, you can't do that!"
"If I say now that we eat self-heating hot pot in our dorm, would you believe me?"
Chen Mu shook his head, "I don't believe it."
—
"Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter, He Xingchen initially wanted to boast about dorm harmony but ended up unraveling the truth!"
"On a quiet note, can their dorm still remain harmonious after losing the pot?"
"Blind ally, you've discovered the point!"
"He Xingchen: If only I hadn't mentioned the nosebleed!"
"..."
—
Seeing He Xingchen's utterly collapsed expression.
Chen Mu, calm and composed, pointed in the direction of the live broadcast camera, "I'm on a live program right now. Even if I don't report you to your instructor, your instructor will find out."
Grinding her teeth, He Xingchen said, "Dr. Chen, I've already paid a consultation fee of an electric hot pot!"
"You must find out the cause of my condition!"
Chen Mu, who was still writing on the white paper, felt a wave of aggression; his writing hand shook slightly.
Uncertain, he said, "I'll... try my best?"
After marking the onset time on the white paper clearly.
Chen Mu looked up.
Asked again, "Think carefully, what state are you in every time you feel palpitations?"
He Xingchen tilted her head back to recall.
"It seems like I'm in various states..."
"Sometimes lying on the dorm bed, sometimes on the chair, sometimes on the toilet, and other times on the desk..."
Just as she said this, He Xingchen quietly covered her own mouth.
It seems she accidentally let something slip!
Chen Mu squinted, not missing any useful information from He Xingchen's words, "Also, when you're on the desk, the dorm rooms at our school have beds on top and desks below. The desk might just allow sitting but hardly standing."
"However..."
Chen Mu slightly frowned, not understanding the world of college students, "Isn't there a chair in the dorm? Instead of sitting on the chair, why do you sit on the desk? What's the reason for that?"
He Xingchen straightforwardly replied, "Isn't it because of those clueless teammates in the Valley of Kings!"
"Some of them are clearly bad at the game but still act all high and mightily, opening their mics to bark orders at everyone!"
"I wonder why the Valley of Kings doesn't just ban these unpolished players!"
"Dr. Chen, you can't imagine how bad a Han Xin can be in the hands of certain players!"
"The top lane is fighting, and he's jungling!"
"There's a team fight in the mid lane, and he's jungling!"
"The bottom lane gets ganked by the enemy jungler, and he's still jungling!"
"Later, we didn't even bother calling that Han Xin in team fights!"
"And then!"
"And then, do you know what happened?"
Chen Mu, who had lost two bot games already that day, experienced for the first time how unsettling it could be in his campus clinic.
Chen Mu quietly shook his head, "I don't know..."
Grinding her teeth, He Xingchen said,
"During the team fight, that clueless guy went to solo the dragon!"
"The most ridiculous part is, that idiot got killed by the dragon!"
Chen Mu: "..."
He Xingchen's fury nearly filled the whole campus clinic, "It's one thing to be bad at the game, but he's also got the nerve to call us bad. How can I tolerate that!"
"I started arguing with him on the mic!"
"But even arguing requires a posture full of vigor and might!"
Chen Mu, still pondering over which posture could be considered mighty, suddenly saw He Xingchen stand up, one leg on the ground, and, without warning, put the other leg on his desk.
Chen Mu: "???"
He Xingchen: "Dr. Chen, this is how I argued with those clumsy guys. Does my arguing stance look mighty or not?"
Chen Mu's lips twitched.
—
"Hahahaha!! I'm about to die of laughter, how is this girl so entertaining!"
"Those who play the same game can barely crack a smile; overconfident yet weak players, and those disturbingly clingy couple players, are truly the blight of this game!"
"He Xingchen is practically reenacting my nighttime activities; I suddenly feel like privately messaging to scold the lame jungler I met last night!"
"..."
—
"First, put your leg down..."
Seeing He Xingchen still maintaining the posture she claimed was mighty, Chen Mu's head began to throb.
"Ah! I'm sorry, Dr. Chen, I'll clean it up right away!"
Realizing how inappropriate her previous action was, He Xingchen finally took out a tissue from her pocket and meticulously wiped away the footprint on the desk.
She looked up.
With a face eager to please, she looked at Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, believe me, I was just a bit emotional earlier. I'm definitely not like this usually."
Chen Mu took a deep breath.
Not wanting to dwell on the topic with He Xingchen any longer.
After sighing, he said, "He Xingchen, I think I know the cause of your palpitations..."