After waking up in a daze, Yu Zhiming turned his head and glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table.
Five fifty-eight in the morning.
He stood up and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly realized that he didn't have to go to the hospital to work today, but had to go to Binhai Normal University to rehearse a program.
This made Yu Zhiming immediately lose the motivation to get up and lay down again.
First, the continuous work during this period made him feel both physically and mentally tired.
Second, just arrive at the performance venue before ten o'clock in the morning, there is no need to get up so early.
Yu Zhiming lay down again, and after lying there for a few more minutes, he felt guilty about wasting time, and reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table.
I turned on the phone screen and found two unread messages from Ding Ye.
A text message and an audio message.
The text message said that a patient had chest pain and had undergone multiple physical examinations, but no abnormalities were found. Please ask the teacher to listen to the heart sounds at your convenience.
Yu Zhiming clicked on the audio message, and a pounding heartbeat sound came from the phone.
Slowly, a coconut-sized, beating red heart appeared in front of his eyes.
With the pounding heartbeat, the heart became clear from blur to detail, and the blood vessels on the surface of the heart were clearly exposed.
The next moment, the heart muscles gradually become transparent, and you can see the blood flowing into the atrium and into the ventricle like a rushing river, and then being squeezed out with great force.
In the churning blood, Yu Zhiming noticed something different. Some of the blood in the right atrium seemed to have hit a sharp blade and been separated.
This scene gave Yu Zhiming a very familiar feeling, and memories emerged in his mind.
Just before the Chinese New Year, plastic surgery expert Dr. Weng Yang took his girlfriend, who is now his wife, on a train all the way to Yu Zhiming's hometown.
Yu Zhiming performed a heart examination on Dr. Weng Yang's girlfriend at the train station in his hometown on a soundproof bed cart, and was shocked to find a small fish bone stuck in her atrium.
This familiar memory and the feeling of déjà vu made Yu Zhiming confirm that the owner of this heart sound must also have a foreign object stuck in his atrium.
After confirming the problem, the beating heart in front of him suddenly disappeared like a soap bubble. Yu Zhiming then sent a voice message to Ding Ye.
This identification of heart sounds made Yu Zhiming feel sleepy again. He put down the phone, turned around and hugged the thin quilt, thinking of sleeping for a while.
But within two minutes, the sudden ringing of the cell phone drove away Yu Zhiming's sleepiness.
It's Ding Ye's call.
"Aren't you asleep yet?" Yu Zhiming answered the phone and asked, while wondering what time it was in Germany.
"Teacher, not yet."
Ding Ye replied and added: "As the teacher's eldest disciple, and he is studying abroad, he must not slack off."
"I basically study until late at night and go to bed around twelve o'clock."
"Teacher, have I worked hard enough?"
Yu Zhiming, who was sitting on the bed, rolled his eyelids and said: "I can hear the smell of Mrs. Wang selling melons and bragging about herself. I still know a little about the intensity of work in Germany."
"Don't forget that Olivia is studying in Huashan."
Ding Ye, who was on the other end of the call, chuckled and said, "Because of this, I put pressure on myself to study."
"As a senior disciple, you can't return home next year and find that your skills are surpassed by your junior brothers and sisters."
Yu Zhiming urged: "Stop talking nonsense and talk quickly. International long distances are not cheap."
Ding Ye said conspicuously: "I can still afford this small amount of money. Teacher, in addition to my training bonus of 3,000 euros, the hospital also pays me a monthly salary ranging from 3,000 to 4,000 euros.
Plus some other extra money.”
"Teacher, with my income, I am considered a high-income earner in Germany."
After a pause, Ding Ye introduced again: "Teacher, the owner of this heart sound has promised that if you can find the cause of the heartache, you can choose any piece from his collection."
"Teacher, he has a lot of cultural relics from our country. He said that his great-grandfather was a missionary and preached in our country for many years in the late Qing Dynasty."
Yu Zhiming hummed: "This shows that these so-called missionaries of that era were essentially bandits and stole too many treasures from our country."
Ding Ye echoed: "Hey, this fully explains that if you fall behind, you will be beaten. Now that we are strong and capable, we have the ability to bring the lost treasures home."
"I want to select the most valuable cultural relic or treasure from that person's collection, but I don't know anything about the identification of treasures and cultural relics."
"Teacher, do you have any good ideas?"
Yu Zhiming suggested: "Find a cultural relic connoisseur to do a video connection while you are selecting?"
Ding Ye sighed softly: "I asked, but I was not allowed. I was told that I had to choose one based on my own eyesight or luck."
"Wouldn't it be a huge loss if we picked out a fake or one of low value?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "I have no choice but to choose one based on your own feelings."
Ding Ye sighed softly and said: "My luck has never been very good. I have bought lottery tickets more than ten times and never won once."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "Maybe you have accumulated enough luck that this time, you can choose a lost national treasure."
"impossible!"
Ding Ye said seriously: "Because I have taken you as my teacher, I have exhausted all my luck."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids again and said, "I don't need to be glib or flattering here."
The next moment, Yu Zhiming thought of something and said, "Ding Ye, we can't let the owner of the heart sound do whatever he says."
"As for his heart condition, if left untreated, the consequences will only become more and more serious."
"When it comes to health, money and money are external things."
"If you can only choose one item, we also have people help you pick ten or even more treasures online."
Ding Ye groaned and said: "One word woke up the man in the dream. It was he who begged us, not us who begged him. In his case now, only you, teacher, have discovered the cause of the disease."
"Teacher, I know what to do."
"We must strive for the best interests."
Yu Zhiming smiled, then Ding Ye roared excitedly and said, "Teacher, I have already asked for leave tomorrow and will watch the live broadcast of the charity ceremony at my residence. Teacher, I will cheer you on."
Yu Zhiming snorted and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Ding Ye quickly replied on the phone: "Teacher, do you have any extra ginseng life-sustaining pills that you can sell to others?"
"A German guy came to me and said I could buy it at a high price, one hundred thousand euros each."
"I think the price is still negotiable!"
Although this new version of ginseng life-sustaining pills is restricted to be used only for the treatment of late-stage cancer patients, because the demand for wild ginseng that is more than 50 years old has been greatly reduced, it is possible to sell some of it to external parties.
The premise is that the price is satisfactory...
Yu Zhiming asked curiously: "Why are the Germans interested in our ginseng life-sustaining pills?"
"They have never recognized our traditional Chinese medicine."
Ding Ye replied: "I asked, and he said that he learned from the people at B. Braun Medical that our ginseng life-sustaining pills really have life-sustaining effects, and he wanted to buy some for the treatment of seriously ill patients."
Yu Zhiming snorted and said thoughtfully: "Don't worry about this. Send the German guy's information and we will investigate first. If you feel there is no problem, we can talk about it in detail after the charity ceremony..."
