At this time, Yu Zhiming's face was covered with purple and swollen, and he looked ugly and was a little scary.

His handsome appearance was not preserved, and he was really reluctant to meet guests.

However, the other party had already entered the door and was still the chief leader of the hospital. Yu Zhiming had to politely stand up to greet him.

Yu Xiangwan, who was lying on the hospital bed, did not move, covered half of his face with a thin quilt, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Xiao Yu, sit down quickly!"

"You are still injured and are not feeling well. How can you get up and move around!"

The hairline moved back to the top of his head and his body was a little fat. Dean Wu spoke first and took two steps to press Yu Zhiming on the small bed of the accompanying bed.

"Xiao Yu, how do you feel now?"

Yu Zhiming was flattered to tell the truth when facing the leader who showed unexpected enthusiasm and concern.

"It's just some skin injuries, and there's no other problem except for feeling a little pain."

Finally, he remembered and added: "Thank you for your concern. I came here to visit me even if I was so late, regardless of the rest."

Dean Wu chuckled and said, "This is what it should be!"

"Xiao Yu, you are now the star and signboard of our hospital, and you have suffered such a big accident today."

After pausing, he said with a serious look on his face: "Xiao Yu, don't worry, the hospital will definitely seek justice for you and let the guys who beat you be severely punished."

After Dean Wu made his statement, he noticed that Yu Zhiming's eyes were shifting to the two people beside him, so he turned to introduce them.

"Xiao Yu, I'll introduce it to you."

"They are my friends..."

The man who came with Dean Wu was a handsome uncle in his fifties and sixties with a meticulous big back hairstyle, dressed properly, looked slightly thin, and had a rather elegant temperament.

The man met Yu Zhiming's gaze and took Dean Wu's words.

"Hello, Dr. Yu!"

"I am Qi Yue, Qi is Qi with two horizontal and one stroke and one vertical."

Qi Yue pointed to the 30-year-old woman standing beside her, looking clean and transparent, and then introduced her.

"This is my niece Yin Wenzhu!"

Qi Yue then made a frank intention, "Doctor Yu, we came here specially from other places."

"I heard that Dr. Yu, you are particularly good at auscultation, percussion, and humanoid CT. You can accurately diagnose physical diseases without the help of modern medical instruments."

"I would like to ask you to check my niece's health."

"I wonder if it's convenient for you now, Dr. Yu?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhiming was speechless.

It's true that something happened!

I can't expect too much from Dean Wu. I've been beaten like this and I don't know how to be polite.

Yu Zhiming resisted the urge to complain, stood up again, and his eyes turned to Yin Wenzhu beside him.

She has a slim figure, her long hair is elegantly and neatly placed behind her head, and her simple face looks a little pale.

Yu Zhiming also noticed that a five-centimeter-long suture scar was seen on Yin Wenzhu's left forehead that had not yet completely subsided, extending into his hair.

He asked directly, "Ms. Yin, do you feel any discomfort in your body?"

Qi Yue replied first: "Doctor Yu, if you can, please do a comprehensive physical examination for my niece first, so that I can see your auscultation and percussion technique."

Yu Zhiming heard the intention of taking the school medical skills revealed in the other party's words, and felt a little unhappy.

Although you can go through the dean’s back door, you cannot reverse the relationship between the doctor and the patient’s master-slave relationship!

Moreover, what qualifications do you have to judge my medical skills?

Yu Zhiming's eyes sank. Just as he was about to say no, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eyes that Dean Wu was secretly shaking his eyes at him.

Is there something else?

Yu Zhiming pressed his mind and said coldly: "In this case, please lie on this small bed with the escort bed as a temporary examination bed. I will go outside to get the examination gloves..."

When he got back from the nurse's station, he unexpectedly saw Yin Wenzhu laying a golden outdoor first aid blanket on the accompanying bed.

this……

Qi Yue explained with a little embarrassment: "This, she has a slight obsession with cleanliness, please understand!"

Yu Zhiming said lightly, but did not react too much.

After working in the county people's hospital for four years, Yu Zhiming has come into contact with many patients, including some strange patients, and he is well-informed.

Relatively speaking, cleanliness is his favorite special habit.

Who doesn’t like patients to be refreshing and clean?

After Yin Wenzhu put out the first aid blanket and lay on the small bed, Yu Zhiming wore surgical gloves and did not use a stethoscope. He directly pressed the front of his right hand gently on Yin Wenzhu's chest.

Then, Yu Zhiming ordered: "Take a deep breath!"

"Inhale..."

“Exhale…”

As Yin Wenzhu inhaled and exhaled vigorously, Yu Zhiming's hand pressed on her chest, under the gaze of Qi Yue and Dean Wu, it naturally rose and fell as the chest expanded and contracted.

At the same time, Yu Zhiming's left hand was patted on Yin Wenzhu's chest, chest and ribs from time to time.

Qi Yue's eyes flashed, staring at Yu Zhiming's hands and his facial expressions.

Unfortunately, Yu Zhiming was wearing a swollen pig-headed face, his face was too tight, and his eyes were narrowed into a line, which was a slight expression, but he was not worthy of it!

What Qi Yue didn't know was that the gas that Yin Wenzhu exhaled into his body rushed into his left and right lungs through the trachea, bronchial, bronchioles, etc., and the large number of fine sounds produced by the collision, as well as various echoes of the external slap sound, had been transmitted through Yu Zhiming's hands and arms, and then into his brain.

These complicated and unchaotic sounds gathered in Yu Zhiming's mind.

They are like magic, aggregated into a three-dimensional, three-dimensional, double-pulmonary dynamic simulation diagram that reproduces in real time, expands and contracts continuously, and is transparent inside and outside.

Not only that, with the feedback coming in, the details of the three-dimensional dynamic diagram of the double lungs simulated in Yu Zhiming's mind also became clearer and clearer...

Yu Zhiming's ability is not a special ability that is magical, but an inexplicable special ability from heaven.

It is actually a physical abnormality.

To be more precise, it is a physical disease that is achieved through passive environmental adaptation, coupled with long-term exploration and exercise.

Yu Zhiming suffers from sound allergies.

This is a very rare disease. It allows Yu Zhiming to hear very subtle sounds, and his perception and discernment of sounds is hundreds or thousands of times that of ordinary people.

Even, it can allow Yu Zhiming to hear the sound of blood flowing in other people's bodies at close range.

Yu Zhiming didn't know that his hearing allergies were born, and there was also a serious accident in childhood.

From the day he remembered, he had this super sensitive hearing, and at the same time he had the darkness in front of him.

His family told him that when he was over two years old, he had a serious accident.

The accident almost killed him, and also caused blood clots in his brain, which then affected the visual nerve center and caused blindness.

Yu Zhiming sometimes thought that this might be that God always opens a window when he closes a door.

Although he is blind, he has a super-sensitive hearing.

During his long life of blindness, he used this super sensitive hearing to give himself the ability to distinguish the position of the sound like a bat, and to distinguish the appearance of things based on the sound reflection.

With the help of this echolocation function extended by the ultra-sensitive auditory sense, he lived a smooth life in the more than ten years of blindness under the care of his family.

So much so that in Yu Zhiming's daily study and life when he was blind, some people who had seen him said in surprise that if they had not pointed it out specifically or observed carefully, they would not be able to identify Yu Zhiming as a blind man.

Fortunately, at the age of thirteen, the blood clots in Yu Zhiming's brain finally loosened and ablated, and his vision was slowly recovered.

His hearing allergies did not disappear.

After successfully graduating from medical school and becoming a doctor, Yu Zhiming used the ability of super-sensitive hearing well to treat diseases and save lives, and became a humanoid CT with accuracy and clarity far exceeding medical equipment...
Chapter completed!