"Cough... cough... I didn’t hear anything just now; I wasn’t even here at the hospital today." Deputy Director Qiao said seriously as he looked at Song Xiaodong.

"Of course, of course." Song Xiaodong nodded.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor again, and a young nurse led four patients, covered head to toe with yellow blisters, into Song Xiaodong’s office.

"Hello, I’m your attending physician, my surname is Song." Upon hearing the nurse leading the group, Song Xiaodong quickly donned the white coat he had prepared earlier, a stethoscope hung around his neck, and a pair of glasses was clipped to the chest pocket, looking more like a doctor than a doctor.

Lin Su’er and Deputy Director Qiao were stunned watching beside him, their jaws nearly dropped to the floor. One moment Song Xiaodong was playfully laughing with two young ladies, then he turned around, changed his clothes, and sternly assumed the role of a specialist doctor for chickenpox.

Song Xiaodong, Lin Su’er, and Deputy Director Qiao carefully looked over the four patients who came in. All four were universally covered in bean-sized blisters, their facial expressions very painful. Many blisters were already ruptured, oozing yellow pus continuously, emitting a very unpleasant odor into the air.

"You guys better keep some distance; it’s contagious." Song Xiaodong raised his head, glanced at Lin Su’er, Deputy Director Qiao, and the nurse, advising everyone.

Lin Su’er, Deputy Director Qiao, and the nurse heeded Song Xiaodong’s words and quickly stepped back, maintaining some distance from the four patients.

Song Xiaodong observed the faces of the four patients back and forth for a long time; the blisters obscured their features, making it hard to discern their faces. After a lengthy observation, Song Xiaodong finally recognized that these four were involved in the fight that day.

They surely received their share from the medical compensation paid by the patients’ family.

What goes around comes around.

Song Xiaodong sneered coldly, scanned the faces of the four patients, who cautiously watched the changes in Song Xiaodong’s expression. Song Xiaodong’s face grew increasingly serious, his brows furrowed, his glabella formed deep lines, nostrils flared, and lips pressed tightly together, looking at the four patients and shaking his head slightly before turning to walk back toward his desk, sighing softly as he walked.

Lin Su’er and Qiao Yutong tried painfully to hold back their laughter seeing Song Xiaodong’s feigned demeanor.

The four patients felt discouraged seeing Song Xiaodong’s reaction, their foreheads continually sweating, and one finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and asked hesitantly: "Doctor, what exactly is wrong with us? Can it be cured?" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Chapter 1932: Asking for the World

"Please tell me about the general situation when you got sick."

Song Xiaodong rested one hand on the desk, pinching his forehead with his fingers, eyes closed, seemingly very tired as he addressed the four patients.

"Here’s how it is, doctor, all of us started feeling unwell around the same time yesterday afternoon. Our skin began itching all over; once scratched, yellow blisters formed immediately. Pustules oozed pus once they ruptured, which was very painful, and where the pus touched, more blisters emerged. After waking up, blisters covered the entire body, extremely itchy and painful all over. Doctors here said they had never seen such cases; the nurse told us you are the hospital’s special consultant for chickenpox. We are not sure if you have a way to help us; it’s really unbearable. None of us slept the entire night last night, itching all over, afraid to scratch."

"I see." Song Xiaodong listened, nodded lightly, his hands resting on the table supporting his chin, eyes gazing at an undefined spot, seemingly in thought.

"In that case, try recalling if you came into contact with anything suspicious before getting sick? Chickenpox might be triggered by an allergic reaction, think back if you ate something together or touched something unusual?" Song Xiaodong came back to his senses and asked the four patients.

The four patients exchanged glances discreetly, and then answered in unison: "No, we didn’t touch anything that might cause allergies. And I’m not allergic; I’ve never shown such symptoms before."

"Yeah, I remember getting vaccinated for chickenpox when I was a child."

"We all did."

"Oh dear..." Song Xiaodong seemed extremely tired, pinched his temples with both hands, leaning weakly against the back of his seat. After intentionally leaving a suspenseful pause, he finally looked up at the four patients and said: "Your situation is indeed rather unusual; after getting the chickenpox vaccine, you generally shouldn’t develop chickenpox. I’ve been practicing medicine for years and rarely encounter chickenpox this severe."

"Doctor, what should we do? I’m itching all over to death; you must find a solution for us."

"Yes, doctor, please help us!"