Qi Yue couldn't help but sigh and said: "I have also been recommended. However, my treatment style is a bit risky and radical, and I failed to pass the review in the end."
He analyzed Yu Zhiming: "Du Bing's father is the current expert of the Health Bureau."
"When the Health Bureau investigates you, it is necessary to first understand some of your situation from them."
"So, what Du Bing said is most likely true."
"Teacher, what should I do? I don't want to be a so-called contemporary imperial doctor."
Yu Zhiming was a little anxious.
Becoming an expert from the Health Bureau means that your medical skills have reached the top level in the country in a certain medical field.
Although this is a big medical honor, it also comes with considerable constraints.
Especially for Yu Zhiming, at least many times he can't help himself, and it is common for him to come and go at the same time.
As a result, his daily work and study will be seriously affected.
In particular, it will seriously affect his rest at night, causing him to be unable to effectively engage in work and study the next day.
Also, making extra money can’t be so casual.
After all, as a health bureau expert, all aspects will be paid closer attention and supervision.
In short, in Yu Zhiming’s opinion.
For him, who is working hard to grow and make money, this honor as a doctor has far more harm than good.
Qi Yue didn't look at the students who looked nervous and worried, and criticized: "Why are you so anxious?"
"This is not a forced conscription."
“The primary consideration in the screening by experts from the Health Bureau is personal subjective wishes.”
"If you are unwilling, if something happens in the future, many people will be involved."
Yu Zhiming was startled for a moment, then understood.
"Hehe, yes, yes, providing physical examination and medical treatment to those important leaders must have extremely high requirements on the doctor's ideological quality and political consciousness."
"I'm not even a party member, but I love money very much, love vanity very much, and am very greedy for enjoyment. I will definitely not be able to pass this political test."
Qi Yue imitated Yu Zhiming's example and rolled his eyelids, squinting at him with contempt.
At this time, Zhou Mo knocked on the door and entered.
"Director, Doctor Yu, and Nurse Zhan are here."
Today is Thursday, the day when Zhan Qi comes to Qiyue Medical Research Center to report for work.
Qi Yue summoned the center's medical staff to save face and held a brief welcome ceremony to welcome Zhan Qi's arrival.
Yu Zhiming noticed that head nurse Yan Wenjing, who was counting down to retirement, was forced to smile.
He can understand it after thinking about it.
I am only fifty years old, and I can still work for another ten years in good health.
Although the retirement salary is not low, it is around 10,000 yuan.
But this retirement salary, compared with various incomes while working, can be said to have been cut in half again.
In addition, the cost of living in Binhai is high, and her son is not married yet, so there will be plenty of money to spend in the future...
The brief welcome ceremony ended and the work began.
Zhan Qi followed Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming and others on their first ward round in the central building.
She was somewhat surprised to find that the number of patients received by the central building was much higher than she expected.
There are more than twenty wards. Not only do each ward have extra beds, there are also several beds placed in the corridor.
Also, Director Qi Yue’s majesty is really not a lie.
During the question-and-answer session during the ward rounds, Zhan Qi noticed that the doctors, residents, and interns next to Director Qi all had tense faces and clenched fists.
Only two or three others, including Yu Zhiming, Dr. Han Shuo, and Dr. Xie Jianmin, behaved more calmly.
Zhan Qi also discovered that Yu Zhiming’s position in the center was indeed extraordinary.
He followed Director Qi closely, while the others were vaguely surrounding the two of them, or following them.
Even Han Shuo and Xie Jianmin, two veteran deputy chief physicians of the center, treated Yu Zhiming very politely.
"Strength is status."
Zhan Qi sighed secretly and watched Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming and others leave the ward area, then turned to look at Yan Wenjing beside her.
"Sister Yan, we are a family now. Could you please introduce the sisters..."
Today, the center admitted six new patients.
Two of them belong to Director Qi Yue. In the past two weeks, the number of new patients he has accepted has dropped significantly.
On average, there are one to two patients every working day.
There are also two patients with large artery vasculitis received by Dr. Xie Jianmin.
The other two patients were admitted by Wang Zhijin and Wang Zejia.
Yu Zhiming conducted detailed physical examinations on these six new patients one by one, and the whole morning passed.
Still no one brought food to Zhou Mo, so he had to go to the cafeteria for lunch with Yu Zhiming and Qiao Lei again.
Yu Zhiming advised: "Zhou Mo, why are you so stubborn and can't get over your own stomach?"
"Even if there is nothing wrong, it doesn't matter if you bow down to your mother and act coquettishly and admit a mistake."
Zhou Mo raised his chin and hummed: "This is a matter of principle. We can't get over it, otherwise my mother will push her even further, and I will have no way to retreat in the end."
She asked again: "Dr. Yu, if your parents force you to marry someone you don't like, will you give in?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "My parents won't do this, but they will keep urging me to find a girlfriend."
Qiao Lei said coquettishly: "Doctor Yu, now that you have found the eldest lady of the Gu family as your girlfriend, your uncle and aunt must be very happy, right?"
Yu Zhiming sighed and said: "I am happy, but I am not particularly happy."
Zhou Mo asked sharply: "Doctor Yu, you are not satisfied with such a good girlfriend?"
"Are you worried?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "I am naturally satisfied with Qing Ning. We have been together for so long and have feelings for each other."
"It's just that we pay attention to the right doors and large windows, which means that we are well matched."
Yu Zhiming rarely expressed his inner thoughts, "Qing Ning's conditions are so good for me. I didn't mean to show off. She did have to make some compromises to please me."
"But getting married and living a simple life are just firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and trivial matters."
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"This cannot be pretended."
Yu Zhiming sighed again: "I am not a eloquent person who can create romance,"
“I’m also busy with work, so we don’t have much time to spend together.”
Zhou Mo comforted him: "Love can overcome all difficulties and obstacles, and it can also change a person. Doctor Yu, even I can see that Gu Qingning's love for you comes from the heart."
"As long as you two have each other in your hearts, there is nothing you can't overcome."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "I hope so..."
Nearly three o'clock in the afternoon.
Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue welcomed Yin Wenzhu, and a thin old man with gray hair in a wheelchair.
After not seeing each other for three or four months, Yu Zhiming discovered that Yin Wenzhu's face was not only much rosier, but also a little fleshier.
"Sister Wenzhu, I can tell without checking that your body is doing well."
Yin Wenzhu chuckled and said: "Of course, you don't have to worry about work or anything."
"Every day I either look at the scenery, drink tea, or walk around the streets and taste the delicious food. I also sleep well at night."
"Dr. Yu, let me tell you, I weighed myself before coming here, but I gained a full twelve pounds."
"Twelve pounds of meat is such a big lump."
At this time, the old man sitting in the wheelchair held on to the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands and tried to stand up.
Yin Wenzhu quickly helped him up.
The old man stood up and stood up. He was not short, about 1.75 meters tall.
Yin Wenzhu supported the old man and introduced: "Uncle, Dr. Yu, let me introduce you to him."
"This is Mr. Tang Genlin, a traditional Chinese painter and calligrapher whom I met in Spring City."
"Hello, Mr. Tang!" Qi Yue and Yu Zhiming greeted each other.
Tang Genlin chuckled and said: "Doctor Qi, good! Doctor Yu, good! I can't be called a family, now I'm just a frail old man who can't even hold a brush..."
After a few words of greeting, Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue led the two of them to the examination room.
Yu Zhiming knew that Yin Wenzhu had mysophobia, so he specially asked Qiao Lei to spread a clean, flawless medical white sheet on the examination bed.
Yin Wenzhu gave in and said, "Doctor Yu, please check Mr. Tang first."
Yu Zhiming only prepared this bed sheet.
"Sister Wenzhu, you should go first."
"Your physical examination is simple and will only take three to five minutes at most."
When Yin Wenzhu heard what Yu Zhiming said, he didn't refuse anymore and simply lay down on the examination bed.
In front of Yin Wenzhu, Yu Zhiming put on a new pair of surgical gloves and began to examine Yin Wenzhu's head.
Head! Neck!
Heart, lungs! Breast glands!
Gastrointestinal...
When Yu Zhiming explored the reproductive organs in Yin Wenzhu's abdominal cavity, the expression on his face changed involuntarily.
When Qi Yue saw it, his heart skipped a beat.
He was so familiar with Yu Zhiming that he knew that this was a change of expression that revealed a big discovery.
Qi Yue calmly waited for Yu Zhiming to finish checking Yin Wenzhu's body. Before Yu Zhiming could say anything, he looked at his watch and said first, "Zhiming, it's time for us to answer a consultation video call."
"Wenzhu, Mr. Tang, please wait for a few minutes."
Although Yu Zhiming was doubtful, he followed Teacher Qi out of the examination room without saying a word and returned to the director's office.
Qi Yue closed the office door.
"Zhiming, what's wrong with Wenzhu's health?"
This...
While Yu Zhiming was hesitating, he saw Qi Yue's anxious face and said quickly: "Teacher, don't worry, it's not that there's something wrong with your body, it's that Sister Wenzhu is pregnant."
"About two weeks."
"Pregnant? Two weeks?"
Qi Yue was stunned for a moment and said, "Wenzhu didn't tell me that she had a boyfriend. How come she's pregnant?"
The next moment, his eyes were like arrows and his face looked murderous.
"It's not that old guy, is it?"
Yu Zhiming quickly persuaded him: "Teacher, he probably can't. Judging from his physical condition, even if he wants to, he can't do it."
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Qi Yue gritted his teeth and ordered: "Zhiming, go and call Yin Wenzhu over."
