Saturday is also the welfare physical examination day of Huashan Hospital.
Yu Zhiming came to the central building early in the morning and was as busy as an old scalper until 12 noon.
After finishing the lunch brought by Zhou Mo, he rushed to the Department of Neurology with Teacher Qi Yue who came here specially.
Yu Zhiming followed Teacher Qi into a single ward and saw Dr. Zhang Zhengping, the famous director of the Department of Neurology, playing chess with an old man who looked thinner than Dr. Zhang and had a wider bald spot.
"Mount!"
"Chief!"
"Swing!"
"Pad the car!"
The two men were playing fast chess. The sound fell and the chess pieces in their hands fell into place. There was not much time to think.
For Yu Zhiming, he only knows a little about chess, which is at the level of a primary school student. He has no time to study it.
Now that I see these two people going back and forth with great momentum, you take my shots, I kill you, and they don't give in, Yu Zhiming feels that they are quite masters fighting each other.
"Teacher, how's your level?" Yu Zhiming asked softly.
Qi Yue twitched the corner of his mouth and said somewhat insincerely: "Not bad, a master of the community square."
Yu Zhiming let out a light ooh, knowing that the two men's chess skills could not catch the eye of Teacher Qi.
In other words, the chess skills of these two people are not good.
However, for an Alzheimer's patient, being able to play chess is quite impressive.
What's more, he can kill everyone in the community competition, which can be described as eye-catching.
Of course, this premise is that he really has Alzheimer's disease.
Director Zhang and the old man seemed not to have seen Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue coming in. They were minding their own game of chess and soon entered the brutal middle game stage of fighting.
Yu Zhiming stood quietly aside, carefully observing the old man's expression and body reactions.
He found that this person's eyes were clear and his body reactions were quite quick, with no signs of slowness.
No matter how you look at it, he is a healthy old man without any symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.
After a minute or two, the battle between Director Zhang and the old man ended in a draw.
Director Zhang stood up, pointed at Yu Zhiming and introduced: "Mr. Ji, this is the medical genius of our hospital, Dr. Yu Zhiming, who is proficient in body exploration."
Mr. Ji said with enthusiasm: "Hello, Dr. Yu, I have heard of you a long time ago."
"Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy."
Speaking of this, Mr. Ji couldn't help but show a look of pain.
He raised his hand to rub his temples and explained: "In the past two years, I have always had headaches from time to time, like needle pricks, and the attacks have become more and more frequent."
"Only intellectual entertainment like playing chess can temporarily relieve me from pain."
Mr. Ji said expectantly again: "I hope Dr. Yu can make some discoveries and find out the cause of my headache."
Yu Zhiming replied cautiously: "Mr. Ji, I can only say that I will do my best."
Then, as required, Mr. Ji lay down on the hospital bed and asked Yu Zhiming to do a physical examination.
Yu Zhiming first checked his body and found that he had some common problems among the elderly, such as cardiovascular problems, prostate problems, and weak gastrointestinal function.
In addition, he also found that the old man had kidney stones, but the stones were relatively small and did not cause obvious symptoms.
However, these problems discovered by Yu Zhiming have nothing to do with the old man's headaches and Alzheimer's disease.
Next, Yu Zhiming put his hands on the old man's head to explore his brain...
After careful investigation, he found that the image was indeed not deceptive.
The old man's brain does show quite obvious symptoms of atrophy, and some other detailed features are also highly consistent with the characteristics of Alzheimer's disease.
According to the condition of the old man's brain that Yu Zhiming detected, he should be in the middle and late stages of Alzheimer's disease.
Let alone playing chess, it is quite remarkable that he can remember all the relatives around him.
This is seriously inconsistent with objective facts and the cognitive rules formed by Yu Zhiming.
Not only did this make him uncomfortable, it also aroused a strong desire for knowledge and a desire to win, and he was eager to find out.
What abnormal situation occurred that caused this unnatural abnormality to occur?
It's just that the environment in this ward is too noisy.
This makes Yu Zhiming really helpless.
He took back his hand, faced the expectant looks of Teacher Qi, Director Zhang and Mr. Ji, and said frankly: "It's too noisy here, there are too many distractions, and I can't explore more and more carefully."
"The only thing I found that was of some value was that Mr. Ji's cerebral blood flow rate was significantly higher than that of his peers."
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Yu Zhiming specifically explained to Mr. Ji: "This will allow your brain cells to receive more oxygen and nutrient supply and gain greater vitality."
Mr. Ji asked excitedly: "Is this the reason why I have never suffered from Alzheimer's disease?"
Director Zhang shook his head and said: "The increased supply of oxygen and nutrients alone is not enough to offset the shrinkage of your brain."
"There should be another reason."
"A quieter place?"
Director Zhang muttered to himself, looked at Qi Yue, and asked lukewarmly: "Director Qi, do you have any suggestions?"
Qi Yue pondered and said: "I know what Zhiming wants is an absolutely quiet place."
"There really is no such thing in our hospital..."
Qi Yue suddenly stopped and said, "Zhiming, your dedicated office has been renovated for more than a month."
"Concrete and other basic works should have been completed."
"It should be okay to use that place temporarily for a physical examination, right?"
Yu Zhiming agreed: "You can go over and give it a try."
Qi Yue made a final decision: "Then let's go there together at seven o'clock in the evening."
"During the day, there is still construction there..."
After leaving the Department of Neurology, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, did you and Director Zhang have any unpleasant experiences?"
Qi Yue raised the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "That guy is just a small-minded person."
"When I left the Department of Neurology and founded a research center, he has always been envious, jealous, and resentful of me."
Yu Zhiming knew he had asked a stupid question.
I actually forgot about this, the teacher also graduated from the Department of Neurology.
There is also competition within the hospital...
Yu Zhiming returned to the central building and continued his afternoon physical examination.
After examining a few people, he found a patient with a special condition.
This was a forty-three-year-old man. He noticed Yu Zhiming’s surprised eyes and realized that his situation had been discovered.
His face turned red as soon as he rubbed it.
"I'm usually under a lot of pressure, and I've developed a habit without realizing it. I promise I will change it and won't continue."
He begged, "Doctor Yu, please don't tell anyone else, okay?"
Yu Zhiming found more than a dozen coins in the man's intestines and stomach.
So many coins are enough to illustrate a problem. This is not swallowed by mistake.
This guy has pica.
Yu Zhiming nodded slowly and said: "I will keep it a secret for you, but you have to promise me to go to psychological counseling?"
The man replied eagerly: "Dr. Yu, I will go for psychological consultation after I leave here..."
The subsequent physical examination was carried out step by step and lasted until nearly six o'clock in the evening.
After Yu Zhiming had dinner in the hospital cafeteria, he returned to the big office and closed his eyes to rest for more than half an hour.
Later, he and the returning teacher Qi Yue left the central building.
After nearly two months, Yu Zhiming once again came to the seven-story old building located behind the hospital, which still looked old.
In front of the building, he met Director Zhang and Mr. Ji, who had arrived earlier.
This time, several people walked into the building and took the elevator directly to the third underground floor.
When I got out of the elevator, I was greeted by the smell of cement and concrete. There was no longer the smell of mold or formalin.
With the help of incandescent light, Yu Zhiming can see that the floors and walls of this underground space have been reprocessed.
The originally empty large space has been divided into several parts of different sizes.
Yu Zhiming felt how quiet it was here, nodded slightly and said: "Although it is much worse than the underground bunker, it is much better than the ward."
"You can give it a try!"
Qi Yue said: "In the later decoration, we will also specially do sound insulation treatment, and the quietness will be at least twice as high as now."
Yu Zhiming visited several cubicles, selected the second to last cubicle, and took Mr. Ji in.
He found a relatively clean small wooden board and asked Mr. Ji to sit cross-legged on it and relax as much as possible.
"It's like sitting in meditation?" Mr. Ji asked.
Yu Zhiming said perfunctorily: "That's understandable!"
At this time, the incandescent lamps in the cubicles outside began to go out one after another.
Director Zhang's puzzled voice sounded, "Director Qi, why did you turn off the light?"
"The incandescent lamp also produces noise. We can't hear it, but it doesn't mean that Zhiming can't hear it."
Qi Yue's joking voice sounded, "Director Zhang, you don't have a phobia of darkness, do you?"
Following this sound, the incandescent light in Yu Zhiming's cubicle was also turned off.
The entire three underground floors were plunged into darkness.
Yu Zhiming adjusted his physical and mental state, as well as his breathing and heartbeat, and reached out his hand to press on the top of Mr. Ji's head.
"Relax, don't breathe quickly..."
Yu Zhiming reminded Mr. Ji again, tried hard to eliminate distracting thoughts, and concentrated on exploring the subtle abnormalities in Mr. Ji's brain...
Yu Zhiming, who was immersed in his work, did not know the passage of time, and a lifelike and detailed three-dimensional perspective of the brain had appeared in his mind.
The blood vessels in the brain can be said to be very delicate, and there is even blood flowing inside.
However, Yu Zhiming did not see any joy in his heart.
He also found obvious anomalies...
Unconsciously, Yu Zhiming was sweating. Such full-scale exploration was a very exhausting task for both body and mind.
Faintly, there is already pain in my head.
Yu Zhiming knew that he was about to reach his limit and needed to end it first.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound.
The sound was very slight, sounding like the popping sound of a small bubble in a calm lake.
It's just that the sound was too soft, and Yu Zhiming was not sure for a while whether it was an auditory hallucination or noise coming from elsewhere.
He gritted his teeth and prepared to hold on a little longer.
After all, I finally found a clue.
Suddenly, the Erhu music suddenly sounded.
In such a silent basement, this sound is as terrifying as thunder on dry land.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Yu Zhiming, who was frightened, yelled first.
The other three calls were made by Mr. Ji, Director Zhang and Qi Yue almost at the same time.
The next moment, the basement returned to light.
Yu Zhiming adjusted to the light, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found that the call was from an unknown mobile number.
"Is there still signal on the third floor of the basement?"
Yu Zhiming was confused, answered the call angrily, and asked: "Who? What's the matter?"
"Hello, Dr. Yu! I am Ye Huazhang..."
Ye Huazhang?
Yu Zhiming was not impressed and replied in a bad tone: "No matter who you are, is this a matter of life and death?"
"Isn't it just a matter of hanging up? I'm busy now."
Yu Zhiming waited for two seconds. When the other party did not respond, he hung up the call.
Then, he said to Qi Yue and Director Zhang who were approaching: "I have an uncertain little discovery..."
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The cough has eased a bit, there is some runny nose, and the body temperature has basically returned to normal. The biggest problem is that the appetite is still not good, and it tastes like chewing wax.
