It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening, in a courtyard in the second ring road of Beijing.
Entering the study room in the main hall of the courtyard, a vigorous old man was scolding a middle-aged man.
"You are about to become a grandfather, and you are still quarreling with your wife. You are really getting better and better."
The middle-aged man said with a grimace: "Dad, I'm really not to blame for this. It was my brother-in-law who asked someone to see Yu Zhiming for medical treatment. However, someone discovered our relationship and was rejected directly."
"My wife and her brother were very close, and she couldn't stand it for a while, so I became a punching bag."
The tall old man was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and said: "I can only say that my son's life is in danger. Yu Zhiming was tricked by your cousin and the others, and he is very angry and hates the whole house."
This father and son are also sincere Chu family members.
The tall old man and Chu Shiyu, the pillar of the Chu family today and a master of traditional Chinese medicine, have the same grandparents.
The middle-aged man said angrily: "I don't understand. With Yu Zhiming's ability, he should try his best to make friends. Why is the relationship between our Chu family and him getting worse and worse?"
The slender old man said: "Your cousin became famous at a young age, and Jingcheng Hospital became famous in the domestic medical field through his hands. No matter how much he values Yu Zhiming, who has risen to fame, he will only be limited in the beginning."
"Yu Zhiming is so young and has become famous in one fell swoop. Naturally, he is also a proud and arrogant person."
"Your cousin and the others didn't treat each other sincerely, and then they tried to use tricks to force Yu Zhiming to cooperate. Naturally, they angered the other party."
The slender old man sighed again: "Speaking of which, it wasn't a big deal in the beginning. If your cousin had deigned to admit his mistake to Yu Zhiming at that time, the two parties might be able to cooperate."
"But your cousin, in decades, I have never seen him truly bow his head and admit his mistakes."
The middle-aged man said with an embarrassed look: "Dad, your daughter-in-law said that our Chu family was responsible for this matter. Either we find a way to cure her brother's stomach cancer, or we ask Yu Zhiming to take action."
"Otherwise, she will divorce me and completely separate from the Chu family. She cannot live without her brother."
The slender old man shouted: "Nonsense, you have been married for more than 20 years, and your eldest son is already married. How can a mere divorce completely separate the relationship?"
The middle-aged man sighed: "I also know that she is just talking out of anger. However, her brother has metastasis and recurrence of gastric cancer after surgery, and now only Yu Zhiming can be sure of treatment."
"Can the relationship with Yu Zhiming really not be eased?"
After a pause, the middle-aged man continued: "I have seen data. If the average life expectancy is 74 years old, the probability of getting cancer in a person's lifetime is about 22%."
"With so many of our Chu family, relatives and friends, there will definitely be many times when we need Yu Zhiming in the future."
The slender old man chuckled and said: "Easing the relationship? I would rather believe that the hereditary heart disease that binds us will be successfully solved tomorrow than that your cousin will bow down and apologize to Yu Zhiming and admit his mistake."
The middle-aged man took over and said: "Speaking of genetic heart disease, I heard that Chu Hao's postoperative recovery was not very satisfactory. If he can no longer lead the research in the United States..."
He couldn't help complaining: "We, the Chu family's 200-odd people, have scrimped on food and clothing for 20 to 30 years and invested billions, but there has been no substantial results."
"Isn't it because my uncle is transferring property in disguise?"
The slender old man glared and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if your cousin has some problems, his obsession is to overcome the family's inherited heart disease, and he will never lie in this regard."
The middle-aged man muttered: "My cousin may not, but what about the others? Their department is responsible for allocating funds for Jingcheng Hospital and overseas research and development."
Seeing his father's sharp gaze, he quickly explained: "This is not my idea, it is the idea of other tribesmen."
"They said that such a large amount of money was spent, but there was not even a reasonable sound. The research and development funds were really used where they should be used..."
At this moment, Yu Zhiming was being forced to entertain himself at Binhai Huashan Hospital, thousands of miles away from the capital.
The main reason is that Qing Ning, who has recovered a little, is very bored for a while and wants to have some leisure and entertainment.
The patient was a big one, so Yu Zhiming could only stay with him wholeheartedly.
It was just that the hospital was such a big place and there were no entertainment facilities, so they found a deck of playing cards, and Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo played Landlords with Qing Ning.
As a result, after playing a few games, Qing Ning felt that it was boring.
The main reason is that Yu Zhiming is good at memorizing cards and is good at analysis. Before Qing Ning and Zhou Mo played a few cards, Yu Zhiming knew all the remaining cards clearly.
After always losing, Qing Ning lost interest in Landlords, and then punished Yu Zhiming to perform a show.
Without the erhu around, Yu Zhiming thought for a while and used his own skills to perform blindfolded human body tracing.
He asked Zhou Mo to pose randomly and then freeze an action. Yu Zhiming, who was blindfolded, used a marker pen to trace Zhou Mo's frozen pose on the whiteboard...
Qing Ning took a look at it and soon lost interest.
Yu Zhiming looked at Qing Ning, who was looking at him eagerly, and felt helpless. He zoomed in and said, "There is a show that you will definitely like. It is for Zhou Mo to put on a costume with some small bells and dance..."
"I blindfolded myself and threw throwing knives at her. Every time I threw a throwing knife, I cut off a small bell."
Qing Ning's eyes sparkled and she said, "What a thrilling show, I really want to see it."
"Momo..."
Zhou Mo was excited and shouted: "I have a bell on my body, and I dance gracefully and shoot flying knives at me."
"Doctor Yu, have you practiced before?"
Yu Zhiming said truthfully: "I have never practiced it on people. However, my hometown is by a small river. There are weeping willows by the river. When there is a strong wind, the willow branches fly around."
"I shoot at the flying willow sticks, and nine out of ten times I fail."
Zhou Mo grinned and said, "If you fail nine times out of ten, doesn't it mean that you still fail once? It's not a joke to have a shining flying knife pierce your body."
Yu Zhiming said with a smile: "You can do your dance moves a little slower. I will practice more and regain my touch, and there will definitely be no problem."
Zhou Mo made a light sound and said, "I'm not stupid, so I won't take the risk of becoming your target."
"Hey, Doctor Yu, if you are really confident, just let Qing Ning dance while you throw knives at her."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "Zhou Mo, do you know why even the best surgeons don't operate on family members?"
"Care leads to chaos?!" Zhou Mo replied.
Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "That's it. In the same way, if the green lemon dances, I will probably worry about gains and losses, which will seriously affect my performance."
These words made Qing Ning laugh so hard that her branches trembled.
Zhou Mo looked angry and asked: "Doctor Yu, Qing Ning can affect your performance, but I have no influence at all? In other words, I have no place in your heart?"
"How can I? I treat you as a good friend." Yu Zhiming replied seriously.
"Besides, I am very confident in my abilities."
Zhou Mo glanced at him and said, "I have no confidence. You can fool others into dancing and become your targets."
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It's Mr. Ye's call.
"Zhiming, I have a candidate recommended by the dean..."
