"Running a dungeon? 6666!!! You guys are really good at using adjectives! So vivid!"
"..."
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Chen Mu, somewhat speechless, pulled away from the student who was gripping his hand tightly, "Hey, do you really need to be this worked up? Your condition probably isn't as bad as you think."
"Your blood routine report—these folks didn't look closely enough; they didn't even consider the possibility of osteoporosis."
Osteoporosis?
Upon hearing this word, the frail university student involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was still an illness, compared to the diseases of his peers, he felt like his wasn't a big deal.
If it wasn't for the compound fracture, he really wouldn't be able to stand up.
He could even get up and go back to military training now.
Chen Mu, after all, had been a campus physician at the university hospital for many years.
Just one look at the expression on the frail student's face, and he knew what the other was thinking.
