Chapter 19: Can Be Cured! But Not Cured!_1
"You can try to slap me if you want." A cold voice, indifferent as water, rang out in the room. The door to the clinic was now wide open, revealing the unfolding scene to the patients who had been waiting outside.
Even though the words were simple and plain, they effectively stopped the man in his tracks, his arm hanging mid-air.
The young nurse sighed in relief.
If he had actually slapped her, his burly arm against her tiny face would have surely caused severe swelling. After all, it would just have been pain; she could handle that.
Doctor Mu Lin could not be humiliated.
There was a brief moment of silence, then a mocking voice broke it. "Oh, standing up for others now, are we?"
"I see, you don't really have medical skills, do you? It's okay, your little face is not bad, how about I take you in and provide for you? Then you wouldn't have to show up here like this. Isn't that what you want?" His pig-like face showed a look of condescension.
Idiot.
His words were calm, but full of derision, inducing laughter from the onlookers outside the room. The man's reputation gradually changed towards the worst.
Now, his reputation was threatened, he strode forward trying to attack Mu Lin. Unfortunately, the next second, a slender silver light flew by. His raised sturdy arm fell uselessly to his side, try as he might, he couldn't lift it again.
"What have you done to me?" The man stared at Mu Lin, terrified.
"Just... Disabled your arm." She gently wiped the silver needle that had somehow returned to her hand, as if it had been dirtied.
"You..." The man suddenly couldn't speak, just then realizing the terror of Mu Lin.
"Disappear from my sight." Her voice gradually became menacing.
The next moment, the man scrambled out of the clinic, paying no heed to the mocking and amused gazes of the onlookers. At this point, face didn't matter to him anymore.
All he knew was that if he didn't run now, he might lose more than just his pride.
As for the young nurse, she was looking at Mu Lin with stars in her eyes now.
He was so cool! She had high respect for him!
That jerk deserved what he got! May his important leg forever be paralyzed.
Tsk tsk tsk... One should never offend a woman, especially a capable and resourceful one... That's a lesson well learned.
The onlookers outside the clinic swallowed nervously.
...
With her cold gaze, she glanced at the curious and astonished patients. Her seemingly gentle but ice-cold eyes swept over the clinic entrance, "I'm not sure what rules other places have, but here, you have to respect my rules."
"Starting from today, I will only take three patients a day."
"I do not treat minor illnesses."
"I do not treat those who want medical attention without being ill."
"I do not treat those who consider themselves superior."
"Critical illness patients get priority."
"If anyone purposely causes trouble in front of me, their fate will be a hundred times worse than the man before."
With the end of those words, the crowd at the entrance decreased by a third, leaving the nurse wide-eyed.
"Manni, bring in the first patient." Mu Lin instructed, pointing at a patient as if nothing had happened.
"Oh, okay." Xiang Manni regained her senses and quickly complied.
She roughly knew which patients to let in.
However, Doctor Mu just now...was truly capricious and domineering. This was the first time she had seen such an independent doctor.
She was so cool, and also a pity that...she's a woman.
Xiang Manni sighed inwardly.
...
Having completed her recollections, she led the first patient into the clinic, putting the patient's previous medical record in front of Mu Lin.
"Sit." Without looking up, Mu Lin calmly viewed the medical record.
The person sat down without making a sound.
Mu Lin looked up at the person, "You should know that I do not treat those who seek trouble for no reason; of course, if someone likes being in pain, I don't mind lending them a hand."
"Indeed the Divine Doctor as everyone says." The visitor finally spoke, "Even before I have said anything, you already knew that the patient in this medical record isn't me."
For some unknown reason, he had removed the photograph from the medical record before coming in.
"There's an old saying -- inspection, inquiry, listening, and taking the pulse. A chronically ill person has a different aura compared to a healthy person." Mu Lin smirked, pushing the medical record away, "Next."
"Wait." Looking at Mu Lin's icy eyes, the man spoke, sounding somewhat puzzled, "Can't you cure this disease?"
"No." Mu Lin only slightly leaned back, "I can."
"Then why..."
Before he could finish his question, Mu Lin plainly said, "But I won't."
"Why?" The man was even more confused.
"Ha..." Looking at the man, Mu Lin's smile was tinged with a hint of mockery, her voice ringing out coldly, "Since you don't trust me, why should I treat you?"
The most important thing between a doctor and a patient is trust. If there's no trust, why bother asking her for treatment?
More importantly, she was the one to test others, not be tested herself!