At nearly seven o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming returned to Zijinyuan's residence. It was rare to see Fourth Sister and Qing Ning cooking dinner together in the kitchen.
Standing at the door of the kitchen, he listened to the sound of frying and asked with a smile: "Sister, why don't you bring some food back from the canteen so that you can have enough food and clothing by yourself?"
Gu Qingning shouted: "The fourth sister said that the second sister's family must compete for favor by honoring their parents."
"She also needs to have some sense of crisis. She can't take your kindness to her for granted, and she also needs to treat you better."
Yu Zhiming laughed and said: "I suddenly found that it is quite good to roll in appropriately."
Yu Xiangwan turned his head and glanced at him.
"The kitchen is full of oil smoke, Lao Wu, just wash it off and then go to the living room and wait. Dinner will be ready soon."
But at the next moment, she asked again: "Hey, Lao Wu, how is the condition of the patient from my hometown?"
Yu Zhiming sighed: "The situation is not very good."
"His internal organs, especially the liver and kidneys, have been poisoned by excessive drugs for a long time, and there is a high risk of liver and kidney failure."
"I asked this guy."
Yu Zhimingshu said: "He said that he has had the habit of taking excessive drugs since he was a child."
"Like cold medicine and analgesics, if others take one pack of one, he will take two packs of two pills in order to improve the effect."
"Especially in the past six months, he has not stopped taking medicine every day. He also actively asked the doctor to prescribe more medicine and prescribe medicine at the maximum dose."
"Not only that, I have also seen several Chinese medicine doctors and taken a lot of Chinese medicine. I often take Western medicine and Chinese medicine together."
"The result of taking too much medicine is that the body is damaged."
Gu Qingning clicked his tongue and said, "How come there are still such stupid people? Even though they know the side effects of the medicine, they double the amount and take it as hard as they can. Do you despise your own longevity?"
Yu Xiangwan asked again: "Lao Wu, so this guy's illness is caused by his indiscriminate use of medicine?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "Not entirely!"
"I found out that he still has severe inflammation in his bronchus and lungs."
"This recurring stubborn inflammation of the bronchial tubes and lungs is the cause of the damage to his internal organs caused by his excessive medication."
Gu Qingning let out a light ooh, then sighed again, and asked: "Zhi Ming, his current health shouldn't be able to take medicine, right?"
Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "I have already told you that from today on, you are not allowed to take any medicine."
Gu Qingning asked again: "How to control the bronchial and lung inflammation in his body?"
Yu Zhiming took a breath and said: "In addition to nutritional support and other palliative support treatments, we can only let him resist."
"With the continued use of drugs, once acute liver and kidney failure occurs, his current condition will immediately become critical, because any treatment drug will aggravate his liver and kidney symptoms."
"I also specifically told the nurse to use the slowest drip rate for glucose infusion, so as not to increase the burden on his kidneys."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming explained: "This is about choosing the lesser of two evils. The most important thing now is to nourish the liver and kidneys first, at least to get out of the danger zone."
"As for the inflammation in his respiratory system, it is not fatal at the moment. Let's wait for a while before talking."
Gu Qingning asked arrogantly: "Zhi Ming, what should we do if his pneumonia develops to a fatal level?"
Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "Then we can only take a gamble and treat pneumonia. As for the result, it depends on his luck and how hard his life is."
"Betting on luck is common in many critical care treatments."
He remembered something again and said, "Do you still remember the unlucky boy who had an arrow shot into his head?"
"The little guy's life was really long enough and he survived. Doctor You told me that he was discharged from the hospital today."
Gu Qingning asked happily: "Zhiming, will that boy be fine in the future?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "He needs to live carefully, especially to avoid hitting his head."
"Once the head is severely shaken, the vibration frequency of the arrow shaft left in the brain is different from that of the surrounding brain tissue, which may cause brain damage and bleeding..."
While talking, Yu Xiangwan had already fried the eggplant and lotus root boxes, and urged Yu Zhiming to wash his hands quickly.
When Yu Zhiming came out of the bathroom, he found that Fourth Sister and Qing Ning had already laid out dinner.
In addition to freshly baked eggplant and lotus root boxes, there are also fried pork head meat with garlic sprouts, green pepper eggs, and a large can of black-bone chicken soup.
The staple food is rice.
Gu Qingning said arrogantly: "In the Ming Dynasty, I made this pork head meat stir-fried with garlic sprouts, green pepper and eggs."
Yu Zhiming praised: "It's pretty good. Judging from the appearance alone, it has improved a lot. At least there is no lake pot."
He tasted the two dishes again, nodded and said: "The taste has also improved, at least above the passing level."
Gu Qingning's eyes narrowed with joy.
Yu Xiangwan gave Yu Zhiming an eggplant box and a lotus root box, and said expectantly: "Lao Wu, hurry up and have a taste."
"You ate a lot of the fried eggplant and lotus root boxes that my mother made during the Chinese New Year. I specifically asked my mother how to make them."
Yu Zhiming tasted the eggplant and lotus root boxes and nodded in approval.
"It's very good. I have eight to nine points of my mother's skills."
Yu Xiangwan smiled broadly and quickly put some more into Yu Zhiming's rice bowl.
"It's delicious, so eat more..."
The three of them had dinner happily, and Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning cleaned up the dining table and kitchen.
Yu Zhiming played the erhu to entertain the two of them.
As soon as his second song started, he heard a knock on the door.
Yu Zhiming put down his erhu, stood up and opened the door.
He was somewhat surprised to find that the person knocking on the door was actually the mother of the young orthopedic doctor, retired Nurse Liang.
"Dr. Yu, I'm really sorry that it took me so long to come here to thank you for your life-saving grace!"
"Aunt Liang, you're welcome, come in quickly!"
Yu Zhiming politely led Nurse Liang, who was carrying a fruit basket and two gift boxes, into the living room to sit down.
Nurse Liang first looked around the living room and sighed: "I didn't expect that Dr. Yu, you are so famous, but your living conditions are so simple and cramped."
"The hospital should help Dr. Yu greatly improve your living conditions and environment."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "The hospital has been good enough to me, and this small house is just a temporary stay."
"In a few months, I will change my house."
At this time, Gu Qingning brought Nurse Liang a cup of tea.
Nurse Liang thanked her, then bowed to Yu Zhiming and said, "Without you that night, my son and I would have been separated from each other."
"Dr. Yu, you are my son's savior."
Yu Zhiming said modestly: "The emergency doctors at Huashan Hospital are all very skilled. Even without me, there is a high probability that your son will eventually be out of danger."
Nurse Liang sighed and said: "Dr. Yu, you are really too humble. I used to be a surgical nurse. As far as my son's injury is concerned, I know very well how dangerous he is."
"To put it bluntly, my son and Dr. Gong, if you didn't take action that night, there is a high probability that he would not have been able to survive."
Yu Zhiming smiled softly and did not say a word of modesty.
Nurse Liang leaned forward again and said, "Dr. Yu, I also want to apologize to you for my rude attitude and behavior that night."
Yu Zhiming said politely: "Aunt Liang, there is no need to apologize in this regard. You are a mother and I can understand."
Nurse Liang sighed deeply and said with red eyes: "Thank you for your understanding, thank you very much."
"In the past few days, there have been so many people...Oh, I won't talk about it anymore."
"But for Dr. Gong, I really feel sorry for him. It's just that at that time, I was only focused on my son and couldn't care about anything else."
Nurse Liang wiped the corners of her eyes and continued: "In this situation, my son can no longer be Dr. Gong's student, nor can he continue to stay in the orthopedics department."
"Dr. Yu, you must also know that I went to your center this morning to ask for help from Director Qi."
"Actually, I also know that the possibility is slim, but as a mother, I always want to do the best for my son."
Nurse Liang explained a few words and sighed with a bitter look on her face.
"To be honest with Doctor Yu, my son who has regained consciousness now also complained about me. He shouldn't have done that at that time."
Speaking of this, tears flowed from Nurse Liang's eyes.
Yu Zhiming didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to pull out a few tissues and hand them over.
Nurse Liang took the tissue and wiped her eyes randomly.
"Dr. Yu, I'll make you laugh."
Yu Zhiming persuaded somewhat perfunctorily: "Your son will eventually understand you."
Nurse Liang forced a smile on her face and said, "Whether he understands it or not, I still have to do what I should do."
"In this situation, if my son continues to stay in the hospital, it will be a little embarrassing."
"I thought that after he recovers from his injury, it would be best to go abroad for further study for a period of time."
"It's hard to get public-sponsored hospital opportunities. The most likely option is to study abroad at your own expense."
"But money is a big problem..."
After nurse Liang rambled on for a while, she met Yu Zhiming's gaze and asked with some embarrassment: "Dr. Yu, with your current reputation, there should be many people or units asking you to visit, right?"
Yu Zhiming said frankly: "There are some."
Nurse Liang continued: "Binhai is an international metropolis with high housing prices and high consumption. You can never have too much money."
"Even senior experts from our hospital cannot live a decent life in Binhai relying on the hospital's income alone."
"They often take on some private work."
"Dr. Yu, you may not know that many of them have a small team to contact private workers for them, help negotiate remuneration, arrange travel, handle taxes, etc."
"Dr. Yu, you also need to form such a small team to help you handle various chores."
Yu Zhiming said perfunctorily: "Let's talk about this later, I don't need it now."
Nurse Liang smiled and then said: "Dr. Yu, it has been five years since I retired from Huashan Hospital."
"To this day, many people still contact me and want to ask me to contact a doctor or a hospital bed."
"In recent times, there have been a lot of people contacting me to see Dr. Yu for physical examination and medical treatment."
Nurse Liang emphasized: "Forty or fifty people are at least."
"Doctor Yu, I can organize these people and find a place outside the hospital."
"As for the cost of examination and diagnosis, Dr. Yu, with your current reputation and status, you can charge three to five thousand per person without any problem."
"At the end of the day, it's two to three hundred thousand."
"It doesn't take much more than one month. If you do this twice, it will cost you five or six hundred thousand..."
Seeing Nurse Liang's interest in talking, Yu Zhiming's eyes gradually became sharp.
It seems that Nurse Liang’s intentions are impure. This form of visiting the hospital is prohibited by the hospital.
Of course, there are workarounds. For example, contact a smaller hospital or even a clinic...
