On Thursday morning, Yu Zhiming met Luo Qing again at the intersection of the alley in the shanty town.
"There is hope, but it's pretty small."
Yu Zhiming first set a tone, and then described in detail the advice he received from himself, Teacher Qi, and the ophthalmologist.
He looked at Luo Qing, who was listening attentively, and then said: "The key to the problem now is to find out how many optic nerves are still connected to the brain and whether they are still active."
"Only after we have investigated these clearly can we decide on the follow-up."
"And..."
Yu Zhiming added: "Even if everything is optimistic, it is absolutely impossible to restore full vision after complex treatment."
"At most, it will give your left eye or right eye a blurry amblyopia ability of 0.1 or 0.2."
"Or just the sense of light, you can feel the changes in light and dark."
"It's more likely that nothing has changed..."
"Doctor Yu, I'll treat you!"
Luo Qing interrupted Yu Zhiming and said with determination: "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope and it ends in vain, I still want to cure it."
"I have a hunch that this may be my only chance to see the light again in this life."
"Doctor Yu, no matter what is waiting for me ahead, I will try it!"
Seeing Luo Qing's firm attitude, Yu Zhiming reminded him: "Luo Qing, there is one more thing that I need to tell you first."
"This series of treatments will cost a lot of money."
Luo Qing smiled softly and said, "Dr. Yu, you don't have to worry about the cost."
"I already have some savings, and I have also accumulated some money through work in the past few years."
She pointed to the depths of the alley with the guide stick in her hand.
"I also have a small house. Although it is only about thirty square meters, it is more valuable than a big house in the city center."
Confirming that Luo Qing had a pretty good financial foundation made Yu Zhiming completely relieved.
"Luo Qing, since you have made up your mind, get checked first. Let your relatives and friends accompany you to Ning'an Hospital."
"Their MRI machine is at least the one with the highest resolution in Binhai."
"I will say hello to them..."
After Yu Zhiming and Luo Qing discussed the specific issues of the examination, they got on their bicycles and rushed to Huashan Hospital...
As soon as Yu Zhiming entered Huashan Hospital while pushing his bicycle, he was stopped by two young men who suddenly appeared.
Not only that, one of the two men grabbed the car and the other dragged the person, which made the security guard at the door think something big had happened, so he pulled out his stick to check.
Yu Zhiming waved his hand to the security guard, indicating that he was fine, and looked at the young man who was dragging him to death.
"Why are you holding on so tightly? I can't run away!"
"Your brother's lung cancer?"
Xu Jin, the young man wearing a tennis hat yesterday, is not wearing a hat today and is wearing branded sportswear.
"Dr. Yu, it's not lung cancer!"
Xu Jin smiled and let go of Yu Zhiming's arm, and said with excitement: "Doctor Yu, you are really amazing."
"With just a few shots, I realized that my brother didn't have lung cancer at all, but just some kind of tumor."
"Last night, the doctor gave him an urgent test and ruled out lung cancer, severe pneumonia, and the tumor."
"That tumor is definitely benign."
Yu Zhiming smiled and asked: "Where is your brother now?"
Xu Jin said with a gloating smile: "He was already ill with pneumonia, and he struggled with death again yesterday. Now his illness is even more serious, and he can't get up from his bed."
He added with admiration: "We only found out that Dr. Yu is a famous celebrity in the hospital and a medical genius after we asked you yesterday."
"Dr. Yu, we are completely convinced by your medical skills."
"What I announced yesterday will definitely come true."
"We have pooled together 50,000 yuan. Just tell us where you want to go and we will arrange it."
"We don't have enough money, let's raise it together!"
Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "I am a doctor. It was my job to diagnose your brother yesterday. I don't need to treat you."
Xu Jin insisted: "How can this be done? What we said must be fulfilled."
"Dr. Yu, what happened yesterday may be just your job for you, but for us, it is a big deal."
"To tell you the truth, I was really worried yesterday because that kid did something stupid without thinking."
"So this thank you and this treat are necessary."
Yu Zhiming saw that this guy was full of sincerity and couldn't shirk it for a while, so he resorted to dragging his feet.
"There's no rush. Isn't your brother still sick? It won't be too late until he recovers."
"I work here and I can't run away."
Xu Jin thought about it, nodded and said: "It's really hard for that kid to miss a thank you banquet of this nature."
"Then wait until he gets well..."
Temporarily getting rid of the enthusiastic Xu Jin, Yu Zhiming came to Qiyue Medical Research Center.
He walked into the small building and saw a family of three, two adults and one child, waiting in front of the big office door.
Yu Zhiming also knew these three people. They were the same family he met by Ning'an Lake.
Seeing the young husband holding the banner of "Angel of Light, Good Doctor Who Helps the World" in his hand, and the young wife holding a bouquet of flowers, Yu Zhiming realized that they were here to express their gratitude.
"Diagnosed?"
The young husband said with embarrassment: "Well, it is indeed epilepsy. Dr. Yu, you are really a master. It's us who are ignorant and have offended you."
"Dr. Yu, I'm sorry!"
After the young husband apologized, he bowed to Yu Zhiming and handed over the banner in his hand.
Yu Zhiming took the banner and motioned to Zhou Mo to take the flowers from the wife for him.
"There is one thing that needs to be explained..."
Yu Zhiming explained: "The first person to discover your children's problems was actually my teacher, Director Qi Yue, the head of this research center."
"It was only after Teacher Qi's prompting that I discovered the abnormality of your child."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming added: "I will tell Teacher Qi that you came here specifically to express your gratitude."
The young husband said with gratitude: "Doctor Yu, please convey our family's deep gratitude to Director Qi."
He took out his mobile phone again and said sheepishly: "Dr. Yu, can you take some photos?"
"Lest my daughter grow up and forget you and Director Qi's enthusiastic help to her."
Taking photos is not an excessive request.
Yu Zhiming held the banner and cooperated, taking seven or eight photos with the family of three.
After sending the family of three away, Zhou Mo found a vase from somewhere and put flowers in it.
"Dr. Yu, they came here today to thank you and even took photos specially. The biggest effect should be to stop Youyou's mouth."
Yu Zhiming looked at Zhou Mo who was playing with flowers and asked with a smile: "Why do you say that?"
Zhou Mo had an expression that said I understand people very well, and said: "Last time they posted a video to diss you, but they turned over."
"The important thing is that his child has actually been diagnosed."
"The family's relatives, friends, colleagues, neighbors, and acquaintances must all be aware of this matter."
Zhou Mo chuckled and said: "I can imagine that when those people meet them, they will definitely ask, have you apologized and thanked Dr. Yu for his kindness?"
"This is also a kind of invisible pressure from public opinion."
"If they don't want to be regarded as ungrateful and ungrateful people, they can only come here for a visit, take photos as evidence, and then post them in their circle of friends."
Yu Zhiming nodded lightly and said: "That makes sense, that's what it should be!"
He saw that Zhou Mo had already arranged the flowers, and then said: "Put the flowers in the teacher's office."
"Director, he doesn't like flowers very much!" Zhou Mo replied.
Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "I don't like flowers either, so just put them on your desk. Flowers are just right for beauties."
Zhou Mo happily moved the vase filled with flowers to her desk...
Near noon, Yu Zhiming welcomed another visitor, Wei Hao from the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
He brought Yu Zhiming a bonus of 20,000 yuan.
Yu Zhiming, who was short of money, pretended to decline, signed his name on the receipt, and accepted the money.
For Yu Zhiming, today may be a day when people with connections come in droves.
After three o'clock in the afternoon, the nine-year-old patient was also sent to the hospital all the way from the capital by his family...
