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Chapter 383 Where is the best hospital for proctology?

What kind of ridiculous method is this? What era are we living in? Still indulging in feudal superstitions? If it were an elderly person, it would be one thing, but these people in the room are all young people in their twenties. The shortest and oldest, Miss Yuan, is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. For someone to come up with such a method, Chuanmei must have had a terrible past life to have met these living fathers.

"Chuanmei, Chuanmei, wake up! Tell me quickly, do you have a relative with the surname Te?" Miss Yuan jumped onto the bed and shook Chuanmei's shoulders as she asked.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes, then looked at Chuan Mei and felt like she was about to spit out her own saliva. He quickly asked the class monitor and He Xiaoyue to go find medicine and pour water.

He then pulled Miss Yuan off the bed and said helplessly, "My dear Sister Yuan, don't worry about whether he has any relatives with the surname Te. Let's at least wipe the drool off his mouth first!"

Besides, there are four of you, four brains. You can't all be dog brains, can you? His surname is Li, where did he get a relative with the surname Te?

Besides, that's Trump. If he really comes, your business will have to pay tariffs.

"No, how did you come up with this earthen method? I'm really curious."

Miss Yuan, who was pulled off the bed, felt a little guilty: "My brother told me that when he had a fever when he was a child, my grandmother used this kind of folk remedy, and it was quite effective."

Although I didn't believe it, I had to give it a try because it was such a good opportunity. Who knew that my seventh great-uncle didn't work, but Trump did!

Hearing this, Lin Mo understood. They had caught the last train. Children born in the 10s and 20s might not even have this kind of knowledge in the future.

Only older generations probably have this kind of knowledge; it's hard to imagine that young people could come up with such a solution.

Of course, while such folk remedies are feudal superstitions and should not be followed, they also reveal that in the last century, China was poor, conditions were harsh, and medical resources were scarce. When children from poor families fell ill, it was not that they did not want to see a doctor, but that they did not have the means to do so.

"Is the reason your brother is so stubborn because he had a fever when he was a child?" Lin Mo asked subconsciously.

I thought it was just Miss Yuan doing something abstract, but I didn't expect there to be a case study.

"Get lost! My brother may not be very bright, but that just means he's a simp, blinded by beauty. Have you ever seen a fever turn someone into a simp?" Miss Yuan spat.

Hearing their conversation, Director Wang scratched his head sheepishly and asked, "So, it was the real Trump who just arrived?"

Miss Yuan:
Lin Mo:
Okay, I forgot there's someone even less bright. We're all in the same boat. Sure enough, people who get hooked up and become lapdogs are all dim-witted.

That makes sense, after all, if Director Wang were smart, he wouldn't have been so clueless about who his goddess was after three years.

If it weren't for this renewed interaction, Zhao Tingting's own outburst, and the fact that Mazu bestowed nine holy grails upon her, this person might still be the same as before.

In response, Lin Mo took a deep breath, gave a thumbs up, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "Of course, it can't be that the surface tension of water and the air pressure cause a material with a density less than that of a liquid to stand there with its axis aligned, right?"

"Wait a minute, what was that whole bunch of stuff you were babbling about? I remember we studied computer science, right?" Director Wang asked, somewhat surprised.

Hearing this, Lin Mo sneered, patted the imaginary dust off his shoulder, and then cupped his hands and said, "I am not very talented, but I am the class representative for physics in high school. You illiterate, I am just curious. Although our school is not a prestigious university like 985 or 211, or even a first-tier university, it is still an undergraduate institution. How did you get in? I now seriously suspect that you dropped out of elementary school."

"Tell me the truth, you're not some rich kid, are you? You're not smart enough, so your dad donated money to our school to get you in?"

It's not surprising that he would have such thoughts, mainly because Director Wang's intelligence is sometimes really quite touching.

I don't know what the class monitor was looking at him for. If he were the stupid son of a landlord, it would be one thing, but he's not.

As a friend, he naturally hoped that Director Wang could have a wife like the squad leader, so that at least someone could keep him in check in the future. Although Director Wang wasn't very smart, his character was impeccable, and the two complemented each other.

But as an outsider, he couldn't help but sigh. If the class monitor found Director Wang, she would have a lot to worry about in the future. But you never know when it comes to feelings. One party is willing to give and the other is willing to receive. Maybe the two parties involved are even happy with it.

As they were talking, the two female squad leaders had already brought medicine and water and fed it to Chuanmei. Soon after, a wet towel was applied to her face.

Half an hour later, Chuanmei's temperature still dropped. For safety, Lin Mo took Chuanmei to a nearby small clinic and gave her an IV drip. Only then did Chuanmei come back to life.

At 5 p.m., the Sichuan girl, who had just recovered from a fever, slumped on the sofa at Mengya Media, looking completely exhausted.

"My butt, my butt~~~"

The next second, Lin Mo handed over an opened can of yellow peaches: "Alright, stop howling. How old are you? It's just a shot in the butt. What are you yelling about? People who don't know better will think you've been caught by your fans!"

Although Miss Yuan, Director Wang, and even the Sichuan girl herself are all unreliable, Lin Mo still has some common sense.

It's just a fever, nothing serious. If it's a low-grade fever, just tough it out. If it gets worse, take some medicine to bring it down, apply a damp towel to your forehead, and once the fever goes down a bit, an IV drip should be enough.

However, in order to help Chuanmei recover faster, the doctor at the small clinic still gave her an injection in her buttocks.

To be honest, although the needle didn't prick his butt, Lin Mo still felt a slight pain in his butt. There was nothing he could do about it; it was probably a childhood trauma.

Who hasn't been subjected to a shot in the buttocks as a child? That thing really hurts! Lin Mo would rather get ten IV drips than get a single shot in the buttocks. "Get lost, you're the one who got caught by the fans," the Sichuan girl spat, taking the can of yellow peaches with her.

Lin Mo waved his hand dismissively: "My fans, if it weren't for the eight hundred million US dollars I have, or my hands that bring me happiness as a rich woman, they wouldn't give me a shot in the butt. But you, my friend, you're different. If your fans catch you, tsk tsk tsk, by the way, where is the best proctology hospital in our country again?"

“I know, I know, I remember it should be in the Sichuan-Chongqing region, the hometown of Chuanmei!” He Xiaoyue raised her hand and said.

Sichuan girl:.
"That's prejudice, prejudice! The proctology department in my hometown is absolutely underdeveloped, absolutely!"

In response, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh and said, "Hey, don't be so hasty. After all, everyone has their own expertise. For example, Yunnan hospitals are good at treating poisoning from eating wild mushrooms, and Harbin has a well-developed orthopedics department because of its ski resorts in winter. Hospitals in Sichuan and Chongqing also have their own specialties."

Hearing this, the two female team leaders, who were starting their work, couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle. Seeing this, Lin Mo sighed and said, "Speaking of which, Director Wang and Sister Yuan are unreliable. Why are you two joining in their nonsense? They are the pillars of the studio. If they lose their minds, who will pay your salaries in the future?"

"At first, I wanted to get the medicine or take Chuanmei downstairs to the clinic, but Sister Yuan insisted on trying her folk remedy. She said that Li Shiya with a 39-degree fever might excite her fans more. I wanted to try it, so I filmed some footage. I was thinking that if Sister Yuan's folk remedy didn't work, we would go to the clinic. I didn't expect her folk remedy to be half a bowl of water," Class Monitor Wang Jing laughed.

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but turn to look at Miss Yuan. He saw her squatting by the sofa, one hand touching Chuanmei's forehead, the other hand holding chopsticks and forking canned yellow peaches into her own mouth. While eating, she murmured, "Hmm, your fever has gone down. It's a waste to give you this canned fruit! This canned fruit is pretty good, so refreshing. Indeed, canned fruit tastes better chilled!"

At this moment, Chuanmei was so upset that he almost cried when he saw his canned food being robbed. He had suffered so much today and had no appetite. He was finally able to eat some canned food, but it was being stolen. Where could he complain? The worst part was that he didn't dare to fight with Miss Yuan for his food.

Seeing this, Lin Mo grabbed Miss Yuan by the back of her neck and lifted her up, placing her on a chair nearby: "Alright, why are you and Chuanmei fighting over food when you're both sick? Canned yellow peaches are a folk remedy from our dorm's old Zhao's hometown. It helps kids recover faster when they're sick. That's what a folk remedy is! Look at your folk remedies, what are they? Besides, I didn't just buy one bottle; there are more in the fridge!"

Old Zhao's hometown is in Northeast China. Lin Mo had a fever before, and although the fever subsided after taking medicine, Old Zhao still bought him yellow peaches and yellow heads, saying that they would help him recover quickly. Sure enough, Lin Mo couldn't eat anything right after the fever subsided, but these canned fruits were the only thing that helped. So Lin Mo remembered them.

Moreover, Lao Zhao said that not all canned goods work, it must be canned yellow peaches, and the best is Zhenxin brand canned goods, because sincerity is priceless.

Although he wasn't from Northeast China and didn't understand these traditional remedies, he respected them because they were genuinely effective.

Sure enough, upon hearing that there was still some in the refrigerator, Miss Yuan immediately skipped over to the refrigerator, took out the canned food, handed it to Director Wang to open, and then sat down happily in her chair to start eating.

Seeing this, Lin Mo looked at the class monitor again and asked, "So how's the footage coming along? Are you releasing it today?"

"We can't release it today. We can only start editing after Director Wang finishes processing the footage. However, the original song we filmed yesterday was released, and it got pretty good traffic. It's true to its reputation as Want Want Mantou (a popular instant noodle brand), it tastes just so good!" He Xiaoyue said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo quickly took out his phone to check, and sure enough, he found that the latest post was a video of Li Shiya dancing, which he had posted this morning.

Because most of his recent works are about him and his search for his family, Li Shiya's comeback was quite successful. In addition, she capitalized on a trending topic, and her video received 98 likes and 3.4 comments in just one day, and the number continues to grow.

Most importantly, this video contains ads, and if nothing unexpected happens, the advertising revenue should be substantial.

I opened the comments section and found it was still outrageous.

[Wow, isn't that Li Shiya? She's finally back! I thought this account belonged to Brother Cheng!]

[Brother Shou's net worth has increased again overseas, blogger, you'd better keep it hidden!]

[The blogger doesn't care; the people who arrested him are just playing around. But if Brother Shou gets arrested, I can't even imagine how exciting that would be.]

[Come on, man, start your live stream! I'll give you a million dollars, can we meet?]

[Let Brother Shou come out and have a meal with Auntie; Auntie will give 200 million.]

[Defendant +1]

[Why are you trying to get attention? Am I being too accommodating? Haha!]

[As everyone knows, whoever shows their face first is Xiao Qiao! Our Shi Ya might be having a concert too! Tickets are 999, I'm buying ten!]

The comments section was bustling, with almost half of the comments about him and half about Li Shiya. This shows just how popular his bounty was online, and it's no wonder that Director Liu and the others reacted this way.

"How about that? Pretty impressive, right? My first battle with the class monitor after joining the studio went beautifully, didn't it? I guess I was born to do this job," He Xiaoyue said proudly.

Because she came up with the idea, and her role is to operate the studio, mainly focusing on online trends and analyzing data. Although Li Shiya's account was there to back them up, they did make a profit this time.

"So you're planning to strike while the iron is hot and release Li Shiya's 39-degree product tomorrow?" Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, the squad leader shook his head: "Last night, Director Wang filmed some footage of the night market outside our shop, preparing to release a video about Li Shiya's daily life. The quality has been quite high lately, so we should tell our fans about the buzz."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo suddenly had a bad feeling for some reason.

(End of this chapter)