At this time, Yu Zhiming's face was covered with bruises and most of his face was swollen. He looked ugly and a little scary.
His handsome appearance was not preserved, and he was really reluctant to meet guests.
However, the other party had already entered the door, and he was still a senior leader of the hospital, so Yu Zhiming had to stand up politely to greet him.
Yu Xiangwan, that guy, lay motionless on the hospital bed, covering half of his face with a thin quilt, closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep, pretending to be a dead dog.
"Xiao Yu, sit down quickly!"
"You are still injured and feel unwell, how can you get up and move around!"
Dean Wu, whose hairline receded to the top of his head and was a little fat, spoke first, then took two quick steps and pressed Yu Zhiming onto the small bed.
"Xiao Yu, how do you feel now?"
Facing the leader who showed unexpected enthusiasm and concern, Yu Zhiming was flattered and decided to tell the truth.
"It's just some flesh injuries. Apart from feeling some pain, there are no other problems."
At the end, he remembered and added: "Thank you, Dean, for your concern, and for coming to visit so late at night regardless of rest."
Dean Wu chuckled and said: "This is what it should be!"
"Xiao Yu, you are now the star and signature of our hospital, and you suffered such a big accident today."
After a pause, he said with a serious face: "Xiao Yu, don't worry, the hospital will definitely seek justice for you and let the guys who beat you be severely punished."
After Dean Wu finished his statement, he noticed that Yu Zhiming's eyes shifted to the two people next to him, and turned to introduce them.
"Xiao Yu, let me introduce you."
"They are my friends..."
The man who came with Dean Wu was a handsome man in his 50s or 60s with a meticulous hairstyle, well-dressed, slightly thin, and quite elegant.
This man met Yu Zhiming's appraising gaze and accepted Dean Wu's words.
"Hello, Dr. Yu!"
"I am Qi Yue, Qi is Qi with two horizontal strokes and one vertical stroke."
Qi Yue pointed at the slim and clean thirty-year-old woman next to him, and continued to introduce her.
"This is my niece Yin Wenzhu!"
Qi Yue then confessed the reason for his visit, "Dr. Yu, we came here specially because of the reputation."
"I heard that Dr. Yu, you are particularly good at auscultation and percussion. You are also known as a humanoid CT. You can accurately diagnose physical diseases without the use of modern medical equipment."
"I would like to ask you to check up on my niece."
"I wonder if it's convenient for you now, Dr. Yu?"
Hearing this, Yu Zhiming was speechless.
Something really happened!
You can't have too high expectations for Dean Wu. You've been beaten into such a bear shape, and you don't know how to be considerate at all.
Yu Zhiming resisted the urge to complain, stood up again, and looked at Yin Wenzhu aside.
She has a slender figure, her long hair is elegantly and neatly tied behind her head, and her plain face is slightly pale.
Yu Zhiming also noticed that a five-centimeter long suture scar could be seen on Yin Wenzhu's left forehead that had not completely faded and extended into his hair.
He asked directly, "Ms. Yin, are you feeling unwell?"
Qi Yue responded first: "Doctor Yu, if you can, please give my niece a comprehensive physical examination first, so that we can have a good look at your auscultation and percussion skills."
Yu Zhiming heard the intention of testing medical skills in the other party's words, and felt a little unhappy in his heart.
Although you can get through the back door of the dean, you cannot reverse the master-slave relationship between doctor and patient!
Besides, what qualifications do you have to judge my medical skills?
Yu Zhiming's eyes darkened, and just when he was about to refuse, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that Dean Wu was secretly winking at him.
Is this something else?
Yu Zhiming suppressed his thoughts and said calmly: "In this case, please ask Ms. Yin to use this escort crib as a temporary examination bed to lie on it. I will go outside to get examination gloves..."
When he returned from getting surgical rubber gloves from the nurse's station, he was surprised to see Yin Wenzhu laying a glittering outdoor emergency blanket on the nurse's bed.
This...
Qi Yue explained with a bit of embarrassment: "Well, she has a slight mysophobia, please understand!"
Yu Zhiming said softly without much reaction.
After working in the County People's Hospital for four years, Yu Zhiming has come into contact with a lot of all kinds of patients, including some weird patients, so he has seen a lot.
Relatively speaking, mysophobia is his favorite special hobby.
Who doesn’t like patients to feel refreshed and clean?
After Yin Wenzhu laid out the emergency blanket and lay down on the small bed, Yu Zhiming put on surgical gloves and directly pressed the front end of his right hand gently on the upper center of Yin Wenzhu's chest without using a stethoscope.
Then, Yu Zhiming ordered: "Take a deep breath!"
"Breathe in..."
"Exhale..."
As Yin Wenzhu inhaled and exhaled forcefully, Yu Zhiming's hand on her chest, under the gaze of Qi Yue and Dean Wu, naturally rose and fell with the expansion and contraction of her chest.
At the same time, Yu Zhiming's left hand patted Yin Wenzhu's chest, chest and ribs from time to time.
Qi Yue's eyes flickered, staring at the movements of Yu Zhiming's hands and his facial expressions.
It's a pity that Yu Zhiming has a swollen pig-headed face, the skin is too tight, and the eyes are narrowed into a line, which shows no subtle expression!
What Qi Yue didn't know was that the gas that Yin Wenzhu breathed into the body rushed into the left and right lungs through the trachea, bronchi, bronchioles, etc., and the large amount of tiny sounds produced by the collision and collision, as well as the various echoes of the beating sounds outside the body, had already passed through Yu Zhiming.
His hands and arms were clearly transmitted to his eardrums, and then to his brain.
These complex but chaotic sounds converged in Yu Zhiming's brain.
Like magic, they converge into a three-dimensional dynamic simulation of the lungs that is reproduced in real time, constantly expanding and contracting, and transparent inside and outside.
Not only that, as more and more feedback sounds came in, the details of the three-dimensional dynamic diagram of the lungs simulated in Yu Zhiming's mind became increasingly clear...
Yu Zhiming's ability is not a miraculous, special power that comes from heaven.
It is actually a physical abnormality.
To be more precise, it is a physical disease that is cleverly applied through passive environmental adaptation, coupled with long-term exploration and exercise.
Yu Zhiming suffers from sound hypersensitivity.
This is a very rare disease that allows Yu Zhiming to hear very subtle sounds, allowing him to perceive and distinguish sounds hundreds of times better than ordinary people.
It even allows Yu Zhiming to hear the sound of blood flowing in other people's bodies at close range.
Yu Zhiming also didn't know that his hyperacusis was born and was the result of a serious accident in his childhood.
From the time he can remember, he has had this super-sensitive hearing, and at the same time, he has had darkness in front of him.
His family told him that when he was more than two years old, he suffered a serious accident.
The accident nearly killed him and caused a blood clot in his brain, which then affected the visual nerve center and caused blindness.
Yu Zhiming sometimes thinks that maybe this is why God always opens a window when he closes a door.
Although he is blind, he has super-sensitive hearing.
During his long life of blindness, he used this super-sensitive hearing to give himself the ability to hear and identify the location of sounds like a bat, and also had the ability to identify the appearance of objects based on sound reflections.
With the help of the echolocation function extended by his super-sensitive hearing and the care of his family, he lived a relatively smooth life during the more than ten years of blindness.
So much so that when Yu Zhiming was blind in his daily study and life, some people who had seen him were very surprised and said that they could not recognize that Yu Zhiming was a blind person unless he specifically pointed it out or observed carefully.
Even more fortunately, at the age of thirteen, the blood clot in Yu Zhiming's brain finally loosened and melted, and his vision slowly recovered.
His hyperacusis did not disappear.
After successfully graduating from medical school and becoming a doctor, Yu Zhiming put his super-sensitive hearing ability to good use in treating illnesses and saving lives, and became a humanoid CT whose accuracy and clarity far exceeded that of medical equipment... p>
After Yu Zhiming checked Yin Wenzhu's lungs, he moved his right hand down slightly and began to explore her heart...
