At nearly 8:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming rushed to the third basement floor of the Zhizhen Building of the hospital and found the boy who pretended to be aphasic yesterday and his father waiting for him.
Yu Zhiming noticed that the young man was holding a bouquet of delicate lilies in his hand, and his father was holding an unrolled banner in his hand.
When the middle-aged man saw Yu Zhiming, he said excitedly: "Dr. Yu, you are truly a miracle doctor who deserves your reputation."
"Under Dr. Wang's acupuncture, my son was able to speak immediately."
"Son, please thank Dr. Yu quickly."
Following these words, the young man took a step forward and handed over the flowers in his hand.
"Dr. Yu, thank you, I can finally speak!"
Although the young man's voice was still unpleasant and harsh, Yu Zhiming had already prepared his psychological expectations and it didn't sound so uncomfortable anymore.
Yu Zhiming took the flowers, said politely, and handed them to Zhou Mo beside him.
At this time, the middle-aged man also unfolded the banner in his hand, with several large characters embroidered on it: "The miracle doctor is reincarnated, and the wonderful hand brings youth back to life."
Yu Zhiming politely took the banner and took a photo with the father and son.
"Um, Doctor Yu..."
The middle-aged man said expectantly: "Last night, my son told me that after you examined him, you concluded that even if his voice recovers, it will become ugly."
"You also said that you have the ability to improve his voice quality?"
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but glance at the young man who pursed his lips, and thought to himself, this guy can do it. He is quite good at making up lies and has a bright future.
He looked at the middle-aged man again and said, "I can't say that it will definitely improve the sound quality. I can only say that it is possible."
Yu Zhiming further explained: "You may know that I cooperate with several surgical experts to do recovery projects for complex injuries."
"In your son's case, I thought that maybe we could work with a laryngeal surgery expert to try to restore his voice."
The middle-aged man said with excitement: "No project you have hosted, Dr. Yu, has been unsuccessful."
"Please be careful about my son's voice."
Yu Zhiming glanced at the young man next to him who looked expectant and nervous, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'm a little busy during this period and it's hard to make arrangements."
"Furthermore, your son's voice has just recovered and it will take some time to stabilize. Maybe it will recover slowly."
"so……"
Yu Zhiming pointed at Zhou Mo beside him and continued: "Exchange contact information with my assistant."
"I'll contact you when the time is right."
Yu Zhiming looked at the young man again and said, "The sound is unpleasant. After professional and systematic practice, there is a possibility that the sound quality can be restored."
"First consult a voice expert, go back and practice more, and then decide whether to undergo surgical correction."
He also warned: "There is still a possibility that the surgical effect will not improve, but will become worse..."
Yu Zhiming gave the father and son some more instructions before entering the soundproof office and starting to prepare for today's work.
Duan Yi followed Yu Zhiming into the office and diligently took out the white coat from the closet first.
Yu Zhiming handed the coat he took off to Duan Yi, then took the white coat and put it on.
"You are so attentive all of a sudden. Did you do something wrong? Or do you have something to ask of me?"
Duan Yi hung Yu Zhiming's coat in the closet and said with a smile: "I didn't do anything wrong, and I have nothing to ask of you. I just think I should treat you better, Dr. Yu."
After a pause, she added: "The result of my ex-boyfriend's treatment has come out and he has been fired from public office."
"His prospective father-in-law, or to be precise, his former prospective father-in-law, was demoted to the rank of clerk in one fell swoop."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "No wonder, it turns out you are in high spirits during happy events."
Duan Yi chuckled and said, "That's right. The suffocation I suffered before is finally gone."
"Dr. Yu, thank you!"
Yu Zhiming waved his hand and said: "It's just a matter of taking advantage of the opportunity. The most important thing is that they behave improperly, otherwise they would not be fired or demoted."
"Duan Yi, when you become more powerful and become a famous doctor, your ex-boyfriend will truly regret it."
Duan Yi raised her fist and said, "Dr. Yu, I will work hard towards this goal and live up to your expectations."
As he spoke, Yu Zhiming got ready for work, rushed to the soundproof examination room, and started today's physical examination...
At nearly ten o'clock in the morning, Zhou Mo finished handling the financial problems of Zhiming Fund in the hospital's finance department. As soon as he left the comprehensive office building, his cell phone rang.
She took out her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar local mobile phone number.
Moreover, the number called was the mobile phone number that Yu Zhiming asked her to take charge of.
Zhou Mo answered the call and pressed the phone to record.
"Doctor Yu, this is Vice President Peng Ting. Please rush to the emergency room immediately to prepare to rescue a patient with myocardial infarction."
Listening to the commanding voice coming out of the phone, Zhou Mo curled his lips.
She politely replied: "Vice President Peng, I am Dr. Yu's assistant Zhou Mo. Dr. Yu is busy doing physical examinations and has no time to rush to the emergency room."
The next moment, Peng Ting came out of the phone with an angry voice, "Is life-saving more important? Or physical examination is more important? Doctor Yu can't even distinguish this point?"
"Let him rush over immediately."
Zhou Mo said calmly: "Of course it's important to save lives. However, the emergency area of the hospital is fully equipped with medical staff. Doctor Yu's current job responsibility is physical examination."
She said in a small voice: "If Dr. Yu has to rush over to the emergency area of the hospital for rescue work, then he doesn't have to do anything else in the hospital except rescue."
Peng Ting on the other end of the phone was almost furious, and his voice was filled with gritted teeth.
"Zhou Mo, do you have any brain?"
"I made this call on purpose. Could it be an ordinary rescue? The father of a leader is seventy-seven years old."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "At such an old age and suffering from myocardial infarction, Dr. Yu personally went to deal with it, which can make people feel at ease."
Zhou Mo was not angry, and still said calmly: "Vice President Peng, I may not have a brain, but I know one thing. Regarding Dr. Yu's work arrangements, especially this kind of emergency work, the entire Huashan Hospital,
Only three people are qualified to contact Dr. Yu directly..."
After a pause, Zhou Mo said slowly: "They are Dean Li, Vice Dean Tan, and Director Yang."
"Even if it is the arrangement of the three of them, Dr. Yu still has the final decision-making power."
After a brief silence, Peng Ting's voice came out from the phone again, "Zhou Mo, is this what you mean? Or is it Dr. Yu's meaning? As the vice president of Huashan Hospital, I cannot make arrangements in an emergency.
A doctor’s job?”
Zhou Mo also knew that she had completely offended the vice-dean. In this case, she let him go.
"Vice President Peng, this is what the hospital means."
"It's hard to say about other doctors in the hospital, but you really can't arrange Dr. Yu's work because you're not the leader in charge."
Then, Zhou Mo heard the sound of heavy breathing on the phone.
"You, give your phone to Yu Zhiming right now. I want to tell him personally."
Zhou Mo replied: "I'm sorry, Vice President Peng, I'm on my way back to Zhenlou and I'm not with Dr. Yu."
She continued: "This number is Dr. Yu's external contact number. I am mainly responsible for answering and relaying calls."
"When I return to Zhizhen Tower, I will report your story to Doctor Yu verbatim."
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Mo heard the other party say angrily: "Tell me Yu Zhiming's personal number."
Zhou Mo said sternly: "Vice President Peng, I am just Dr. Yu's little assistant, and I am not qualified to leak Dr. Yu's private number to others."
"I am no one else, I am the vice president of Huashan Hospital."
Zhou Mo held the phone a little further from his ear because the other party's tone had increased a lot.
"Vice President Peng, please don't embarrass me, my little assistant. Only Dr. Yu can tell others his private number. I really don't have that right."
Zhou Mo heard the other party say again: "It's just a little assistant, right? I hope Yu Zhiming can always protect you."
Then, Zhou Mo heard the other party end the call.
She looked at the phone screen, made a slight cut, and said: "Are you going, or am I going? There is a high probability that you will go..."
At this moment, Yu Zhiming also suspended his physical examination and was receiving Dr. Yan Haidong, who came with Qi Yue.
Dr. Yan is a man in his early sixties, at most 1.65 meters tall, with an average appearance.
Yu Zhiming felt that people should not be judged by their appearance, and it was particularly suitable to apply to Dr. Yan in front of him.
Last night, he briefly learned about this person's achievements.
It has published more than 100 papers in core journals at home and abroad, including the most famous internationally, "New England Journal of Medicine", "Lancet", "Journal of the American Medical Association", "British Medical Journal",
There are as many as seven papers in top international medical journals such as "Cell".
Its scientific research capabilities are evident.
After some acquaintances and pleasantries, Yan Haidong went straight to the point and said: "Doctor Yu, I see there are many people outside waiting for you to do a physical examination, so I will keep the story short."
"I'm here for Gong Yue."
"Gong Yue is my student."
Yu Zhiming frowned slightly and heard Yan Haidong continue: "Gong Yue is a guy with a typical high IQ and low EQ, somewhat similar to Sheldon in The Big Bang Theory."
"Dr. Yu, please forgive me if he made you unhappy with some of his words and actions. He actually did not mean it."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "I actually didn't take it to heart. As a doctor, I have been educated by all kinds of strange patients and their families."
Yan Haidong sighed softly and said: "Doctor Yu, Gong Yue was actually not convinced in the last competition."
"He thinks you have the talent of cheating, and his failure is not because he didn't work hard enough."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do about it."
"This is God's reward. Life is so unfair."
Yan Haidong also smiled softly and said: "Dr. Yu, as technology becomes more and more advanced, remote diagnosis will become the norm. Are you interested in trying remote diagnosis with Gong Yue?"
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and asked politely: "Dr. Yan, is this kind of competition meaningful?"
"If we really want to pay attention to fairness and justice, should we let Gong Yue sleep for a few years first, wait until I get a doctorate in medicine, and then study abroad for two years before competing?"
Yan Haidong choked for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Dr. Yu, I also know that my proposal is a bit excessive."
"It's just that Gong Yue has always been used to smooth sailing and is arrogant. He needs a complete and heartfelt failure to allow him to truly grow."
"Looking at it now, as far as young doctors across the country are concerned, you are the only one who can give them this failure."
Yan Haidong added: "Dr. Yu, if you have any requests, feel free to ask."
"I, and Changxu Pharmaceutical will try our best to satisfy..."
