Dr. Xizhen looked at the numbers on the monitor, which were changing steadily between the three numbers, and then looked at the overly young face, suddenly feeling a strong sense of unreality.
For a moment it was like being in a dream.
The unsolvable problems that plague all obstetricians were easily solved by this young doctor?
She never believed that anyone could cure umbilical cord torsion.
I just couldn't resist the earnest requests of the pregnant woman and her family members, and in order to make them give up, I agreed to contact the so-called colleague who was brazen and deceitful on the Internet.
Xizhen originally thought that the man would find many excuses to evade.
Unexpectedly, the other party responded.
Unexpectedly, people also came.
Moreover, he is surprisingly young and lacks respect.
In this case, Xizhen did not do much to stop him, nor did he verify the other party's true ability. She even encouraged him to go to the operating room to show off his skills.
Xi Zhen must admit it.
Her psychology is a little dark, and she is quite motivated. Who makes pregnant women and their families stubborn and refuse to listen to her expert advice?
Xi Zhen secretly believes that menopausal women have the right to do whatever they want.
Besides, with her in charge, no matter how bad the situation is, it won't be much worse.
Given the actual condition of the fetus, the possibility of eventual survival is very slim.
Xizhen wants to use cruel facts to make pregnant women and their families realize it very clearly and personally.
The so-called "folk remedies can cure serious diseases, and experts are among the people" are nothing but self-deceiving comfort.
In today's society, wherever there are rural sages and hidden masters, they are just charlatans.
But the fact is that she was wrong and was slapped hard in the face.
Xizhen saw Yu Zhiming stop his movements and knew that the treatment was completed, so she had to raise her hand and give a light applause.
With her taking the lead, the other people watching gave warm applause without hesitation.
In the operating room, there was a wave of applause.
Excited, Su Tong jumped up to Yu Zhiming and gave him a small punch on the chest.
"Zhi Ming, how come you have such great ability?"
"I haven't seen you for three days, and I look at you with admiration. It's not enough to describe your change."
She patted her small chest again, looking like a heavy burden had been lifted off her mind.
"Zhiming, do you know?"
"I was shocked and frightened when I saw you entering the operating room."
Su Tong gave Yu Zhiming another small punch.
"Tell me, how do you want to compensate me."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "How about a big meal?"
At this time, a voice intervened.
"You two know each other?"
Su Tong shrank and carefully replied: "Director, we are college classmates."
Xizhen whispered quietly, looked at Yu Zhiming, and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Yu, let's go outside."
"After the treatment is over, it is not good for the family to wait in fear for too long."
"Okay, Doctor Xi, please first..."
Yu Zhiming responded politely and said to Su Tong: "You can stay with me too."
"I'll have to rush back overnight. I won't be able to stay in Jinling for long..."
When Father Xiao learned that the treatment was successful and that his unborn grandson was completely out of danger, and when Xizhen confirmed it, his eyes immediately turned red with excitement.
Xiao's mother even covered her mouth and made a choking sound.
When Yu Zhiming said goodbye, Xiao's father excitedly grabbed Yu Zhiming's arm.
"Doctor Yu, how can this be done?"
"You drove thousands of miles all night long, why don't you have a good night's rest here, let us entertain you with our heart, and then go back!"
"If you just leave like this, you're just slapping me in the face."
Yu Zhiming's arm was a little painful from being held, and he could feel the other party's intention to keep him.
He continued to decline: "Mr. Xiao, the main reason is that there are still patients waiting for me at the hospital, so I can't stay."
This reason is strong enough that Xiao’s father can’t force him to stay, so he settles for the next best thing.
"Doctor Yu, you have to use it for midnight snacks, right?"
"I've prepared everything here. It won't take long to have a midnight snack."
Yu Zhiming did feel a little hungry, so he nodded in agreement.
He pointed at Su Tong next to him.
"This is my college classmate, Su Tong, who is now a doctor at Jinling University School of Medicine."
"We haven't seen each other for a long time..."
Father Xiao responded cheerfully: "Together, together."
"Doctor Yu, do you have any other classmates or friends? Call them over too."
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "She is the only one!"
Su Tong felt a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but Xizhen said, "Let's just go together."
"Yes, Director!" Su Tong responded obediently...
Yu Zhiming changed his clothes and washed briefly. He, his sister, Su Tong, and Dr. Xizhen followed the Xiao family and his son out of the obstetrics and gynecology building.
"Hey, Su Tong..."
Yu Zhiming asked casually: "You haven't been back for so long, do you want to tell your boyfriend?"
Su Tong waved his hand and said, "No need."
"I told him when I came here earlier that he might not be able to go back until very late."
Click...
Yu Zhiming seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak, and an unspeakable pain and discomfort spread throughout his body...
The dining location is in a luxury RV converted from a bus parked in the hospital.
Late night snacks are all specialties of Jinling, including duck blood vermicelli soup, salted duck, pearl stewed raw meat, lion head and other delicacies.
The dishes tasted very delicious, which somewhat soothed Yu Zhiming's injured soul.
In the middle of eating, Xizhen still couldn't hold it in and asked: "Dr. Yu, I would like to ask, is your massage technique for treating umbilical cord torsion a family tradition?"
"Still..."
Yu Zhiming didn't want outsiders to know too much about his body, so he replied vaguely: "My father was a rural barefoot doctor and studied traditional Chinese medicine."
"Later, he failed to obtain the medical qualification, so he became a farmer."
"My father has always said that his master was once a royal doctor, but later he lived among the people."
"We don't know whether it's true or false."
What Yu Zhiming said was not made up casually.
His father did work as a barefoot doctor for a few years, and he did say that the inheritance of medical skills has its origins as an imperial doctor.
However, my family doesn’t believe it.
My father's medical skills are beyond words, and my mother is not feeling well, so she refuses to let him diagnose her.
It has become so desolate that my father can no longer even take his pulse.
He can now prescribe three prescriptions: a prescription for sweating, a prescription for treating food accumulation, and a prescription for releasing fire and diarrhea.
After listening to Yu Zhiming's words, Xi Zhen sighed sadly: "Those practices back then, which promoted Western medicine and suppressed Chinese medicine, were too simple and crude. They killed at least hundreds of thousands of grassroots Chinese medicine doctors across the country in one go. It can be said that many talents were buried.
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After a moment of pause, she tentatively asked: "Dr. Yu, are you interested in coming to Jinling for development?"
Yu Zhiming declined politely: "Dr. Xi, thank you for your approval. If nothing else happens, I will go to Binhai to work in a while."
When Xizhen heard this, she knew in her heart that someone had a sharp eye and poached the person in advance, so she won't say more...
After finishing the late-night snack, when Yu Zhiming and his sister said goodbye and left, they received a heartfelt message from the Xiao family and his son.
A fully stuffed men's handbag, and a large embroidered bag that is full of things and carries a lot of weight.
Yu Zhiming said a simple goodbye to Su Tong, promised to keep in touch, and then drove away from Gulou Hospital...
"Lao Wu, be more open-minded. Falling out of love makes a man mature, which means he has grown up again."
Yu Zhiming, who was driving, glanced at his sister and said angrily: "How can I be considered lovelorn? It ended before it even started."
Yu Xiangwan insisted: "Secret love is also love."
Yu Zhiming snorted and changed the subject: "Sister, look at what gifts the other party gave me?"
Sure enough, the gifts were more attractive. Yu Xiangwan put his handbag and bag on his lap and looked through them.
First came the handbag, from which Yu Xiangwan took out pile after pile of brand new Mao Zedong bags.
"Eight, nine, ten!"
"Lao Wu, there are ten bundles in total, a total of 100,000. The Xiao family has good credit, so it's as much as you say."
"Such a big customer, Lao Wu, should keep in touch."
Yu Zhiming gave his sister a pair of big white eyes.
Yu Xiangwan took something out of the bag again.
"Vacuum packed salted duck, two!"
"Special grade Yuhua tea, two boxes!"
"This is... two exquisite folding fans!"
"There are also two bottles of red wine in wooden boxes. It should be from France. It looks quite old and should be quite valuable."
