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Chapter 1208 There are too many people he cannot save

After seven o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming packed up and walked out of the soundproof office to go home from work. Somewhat unexpectedly, he found that the big office was extremely lively.

In addition to Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi, Zhou Mo and others, there are also Gong Yue, Qiu Yi and Kong Jiaojiao.

Kong Jiaojiao chirped first and said: "Boss, that man's chin reconstruction and plastic surgery have been successfully completed. He said that he would come over in person to express his gratitude after the injury has recovered a little."

"Just ask him to thank you more." Yu Zhiming replied, and reminded: "His facial injuries are so serious that it is impossible to recover to his original state."

Kong Jiaojiao chuckled and said, "I know. After all kinds of hard work, things that were once so beautiful can be restored to a little more, which is always gratifying and gives a sense of accomplishment."

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and said, "It sounds like you have put in so much effort."

He looked at Duan Yi again.

Because this guy not only had five band-aids on his left and right arms with his sleeves rolled up, but also on the back of his hands and forehead, and he kept shaking his arms in front of Yu Zhiming's eyes.

Yu Zhiming asked angrily: "What kind of monster are you doing?"

"If their acupuncture practice requires you to put on so many band-aids, there is no need to stay in the hospital at this level."

When Duan Yi heard this, she groaned, quickly took off the band-aid on her forehead, and hid her hands behind her back.

"Dr. Yu, their puncture and acupuncture skills are very good, but I was too careful."

Duan Yi hurriedly explained, then said with a grimace: "Actually...Actually, I just want to make a fool of myself. Their puncture and acupuncture skills are really good."

Yu Zhiming snorted softly.

Duan Yi quickly changed the subject and said: "Dr. Yu, Dr. Gong, and Dr. Qiu also dedicated themselves as volunteers and asked the nurses to perform the same acupuncture practice on their bodies."

Yu Zhiming looked at Qiu Yi and Gong Yue and asked silently, why are you two joining in the fun?

Qiu Yi said with an embarrassed look: "I lost my temper when I was drunk and it affected my work the next day. This is not what a mature doctor should do."

"I think it is necessary to keep in mind that if you don't follow the example next time, you will punish yourself once."

Gong Yue also said sarcastically: "I think so too."

Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "If nothing else, drinking too much is not good for your health."

This was a small matter, Zhou Luo and others also accepted the punishment, and Yu Zhiming did not hold on to it.

After some persuasion, he, Sun Lin, and Zhou Mo left the big office together.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, Zhou Mo said softly: "The reason why Qiu Yi and Gong Yue let the nurse practice acupuncture on their bodies has a lot to do with the heckles of Zhou Luo and Shen Qi."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "We all got acupuncture together. Their relationship is more harmonious than I imagined."

Zhou Mo frowned and said, "This should be Gong Yue and Qiu Yi taking the initiative to approach us."

"This also shows that the two of them have finally acknowledged the huge gap between them and you, Dr. Yu, and treat you as a senior."

Yu Zhiming said: "That's not it. They are considered peers and have a common language together."

While talking, the three of them walked up the stairs to the lobby on the first floor.

Ling Jie, who was waiting here, came over and said with a grateful face: "Doctor Yu, my brother-in-law's problem has been found to be aortic dissection. The doctor said that the condition is relatively mild and conservative treatment can be adopted."

"My brother-in-law is undergoing treatment. Please let me come over and report to you, Doctor Yu."

Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "This aortic dissection must be taken seriously. Let your uncle actively cooperate with the treatment and rest in bed more. It must be cured at once."

Ling Jie nodded vigorously and said: "Doctor Yu, I will definitely convey your words to my uncle verbatim."

The next moment, she said solemnly: "Dr. Yu, thank you!"

Yu Zhiming waved his hand to her and walked out of Zhizhen Tower.

Zhou Mo quickly followed Yu Zhiming's left hand side and said, "Tomorrow, Zhao Fang will rush directly to Binhai International Airport, and the Vice President and others will pick up Dr. Adenauer."

Yu Zhiming nodded, indicating that he understood.

Zhou Mo continued: "The director has scheduled Ms. Yao's case seminar for next Friday, and Bei Linwei, who is as famous as Dr. Yan, will also come to attend."

She giggled: "Doctor Yan admits that you are the No. 1 figure in the diagnostic and medical field in China. If Dr. Lin Wei also recognized your ability..."

Yu Zhiming interrupted: "The titles such as famous, famous, top, first, etc. are all false names and have no meaning."

He also warned: "Zhou Mo, tell Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and the others not to cause trouble for me."

Zhou Mo hummed, and then said proudly: "Doctor Yu, your medical skills are superb and you have saved many lives. Any prefix of the title is impressive. You deserve your name, but you have no intention of making it false."

"Dr. Yu, I respect you more and more."

Yu Zhiming glanced at her sideways and said, "I'm not as brilliant as you said, but my reputation is enough and I don't want to be too ostentatious..."

A few minutes later, several people arrived at the entrance of the underground parking lot of the comprehensive office building and were stopped by a girl with a ponytail.

Yu Zhiming knew her, the daughter of the spinal tumor patient that afternoon.

"The drawings have been sent to Dr. Deng. You need to ask Dr. Deng about the surgery."

"Doctor Yu..."

The girl with the ponytail called Yu Zhiming again and said bitterly: "Doctor Deng said that even with the help of your drawings, the surgical certainty is only 30 to 40%, and the possibility of failure is far greater than the possibility of success."

Yu Zhiming persuaded: "For such a complex and difficult operation, the certainty of 30% to 40% is not low."

"You have to trust Dr. Deng, he will do his best."

The girl with ponytail said with red eyes: "Dr. Yu, what I want is not to try my best, but to be sure."

"Can you please help me and invite the most powerful doctors in the world to perform surgery on my mother?"

Yu Zhiming's face darkened.

I heard the ponytail girl crying: "I know my request is very rude, but I have no choice. I don't want to lose my mother. The only one I can ask for now is you, Dr. Yu."

"Doctor Yu, please help me, save my mother."

Yu Zhiming did not respond to the ponytail girl and walked directly around her to the underground parking lot.

The ponytail girl wants to catch up.

Zhou Mo stopped her and persuaded her: "There are more than 4 million new cancer patients in our country every year, and nearly 3 million people die from cancer every year. Dr. Yu can treat up to 10 or 20 cancer patients in a month."

"Don't blame Dr. Yu for being cruel and hard-hearted. There are too many people he can't save."

The ponytail girl cried towards Yu Zhiming's back: "I know you can't save everyone, but you can save my mother."

"Please! Please..."

Seeing that Yu Zhiming never stopped, the pony-tailed girl slumped on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the girl's desperate wails echoed in the passage to the underground parking lot...


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