The next morning, Yu Zhiming came out of the bedroom and saw Zhou Mo lying on the sofa bed, sleeping soundly.
She doesn't look like a lady at all, far worse than his Qing Ning family, but she can compete with the fourth sister.
When a girl sleeps in such a bold and unrestrained posture, she does not regard herself as an outsider at all.
Yu Zhiming shook his head in disgust and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Ten minutes later, when Yu Zhiming came out of the bathroom, Zhou Mo and Fourth Sister also got up and were making the bed.
"Dr. Yu, I had a phone call with Qing Ning last night. She said she would be back today."
Yu Zhiming said oh, woke up again, and asked: "Didn't you say you won't come back until Saturday and Sunday?"
"Why is it suddenly advanced?"
Yu Xiangwan smiled and replied: "She said she missed you, and also said that her mother was emotionally stable and no longer needed her company."
Yu Zhiming said oh again.
Yu Xiangwan continued: "Qing Ning also said that the bedding on the bed and cart, like the one she is using now, is to let her scent accompany you during your lunch break."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids but did not object.
He changed the subject and said: "Sister, Qing Ning is back today, will there be any changes to the party you are attending tonight?"
Tonight, Yu Zhiming will check the injuries on the whole body of the injured person recommended by Gu Qingran.
It is also necessary to mark and draw the injuries one by one so that Dr. Cai and Dr. Weng can make surgical plans.
This workload is quite large and cannot be completed in two or three hours.
Therefore, Yu Zhiming can only be absent from the regular gathering of the Yu family tonight.
In addition, Qing Ning was not here either, so Yu Xiangwan and the others decided to have some casual dinner and then go to the KTV to sing.
Yu Xiangwan chuckled and said: "I'm going to the Furong Women's Club instead. After dinner, I can take some good care of my body."
"It's the end of the year, so I should reward myself..."
Today is the hospital's welfare physical examination day. Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo came to the hospital early and devoted themselves to work.
After 11:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming received a call from Dr. Chi Yan, director of the psychiatry department.
As soon as the call was connected, Yu Zhiming heard Dr. Chi's angry voice.
"Dr. Yu, there is a black sheep among our psychiatrists. That patient, Ms. Pan Yao, was cheated."
"Being cheated?"
Yu Zhiming repeated it again and asked with concern: "Director Chi, what happened?"
Dr. Chi said angrily during the call: "Ms. Pan provided imported special drugs for treating depression. There are three kinds of drugs that have no effect, and they are placebos made of starch."
"There is only one drug that is somewhat effective, and it is mixed with a small amount of the antidepressant drug fluoxetine."
After a pause, Dr. Chi added: "After my diagnosis of Ms. Pan, I found that her mental state is normal and she no longer needs medication, let alone weekly psychological consultation."
"The psychiatrist who treated her lost the professional ethics and bottom line of a doctor."
"I have assisted Ms. Pan in making a report."
Yu Zhiming really didn't expect that Pan Yao would also involve a psychiatrist with a dark heart.
Is this an unexpected gain?
However, Yu Zhiming is more concerned about another matter.
"Dr. Chi, does fluoxetine have any side effects on color resolution?"
Dr. Chi replied on the phone: "Fluoxetine does have adverse effects on some people's vision, such as visual blur or reduced color recognition ability."
"If Ms. Pan's decline in color recognition ability is caused by fluoxetine, then if she stops taking the drug for half a month or a month, her ability in this area should be restored..."
Just after 12 noon, Yu Zhiming received another call from Xiong Jing, an expert in extracardiac transplantation.
The other party told Yu Zhiming that he had come up with a new prescription.
Yu Zhiming said that at around 6 p.m., he would rush to the cardiac surgery department immediately after completing today’s welfare physical examination.
After ending the call with Dr. Xiong Jing, Yu Zhiming finished examining the last physical examiner of the morning.
After cleaning up for a while, Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo left the examination room and prepared to have lunch.
Just as the two of them approached the big office, Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped.
He smiled softly to Zhou Mo beside him: "You will receive flowers again later."
Zhou Mo understood instantly.
She hesitated for a moment, and then entered the big office with an expression as if she was looking forward to death.
"rpre!"
"Momo, do you like it?"
Zhou Mo looked at Qi Zhen who jumped out from behind the door and the large bunch of blue enchantress in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"I like it, thank you!"
Zhou Mo took a breath and said slowly: "It's just that giving me these flowers is a bit of a waste."
"Qizhen, what I told you before was not a test to deceive you, nor was I pretending to be reserved. I really only have a brother-sister relationship with you, and I don't have any feelings in that regard."
Qi Zhen's expression froze, and he smiled again: "Momo, I know that the arrangements made by your elders without telling you make you feel conflicted."
"But don't you deny that you were happy when we were together before, right?"
As he was talking, he saw Zhou Mo taking off his white coat and putting on his outer coat.
Suddenly, Qi Zhen realized that except for the coat, Zhou Mo was no longer wearing the same clothes he wore last night.
He already knew that Zhou Mo hadn't returned home all night.
Qi Zhen glanced at Yu Zhiming, who was changing clothes and packing, and then turned his attention to Zhou Mo again.
He put the flowers on Zhou Mo's desk and asked tentatively: "Momo, your clothes are so beautiful. Did you go home to change them specially this morning?"
Zhou Mozhuang replied casually: "No, I often stay at Dr. Yu's house, and there is a change of clothes I prepared there."
These words made Yu Zhiming stunned.
Zhou Mo's clothes were changed when she returned to the central building, and she always has two or three changes of clothes in her locker.
Yu Zhiming's house only has her pajamas.
It was Qing Ning’s new pajamas. After Zhou Mo wore them once, it became her special pajamas.
Yu Zhiming was not stupid enough to expose Zhou Mo's lies. He was well prepared and strode towards the door.
"Zhou Mo, I'm going to have lunch, I don't need you to accompany me."
"How can this be possible? What if an accident happens."
Zhou Mo followed Yu Zhiming and said to Qi Zhen: "We only have less than an hour for lunch and rest at noon."
Zhou Mo saw Qi Zhen following him and said, "Qi Zhen, please go back first."
"Let's do this..."
Zhou Mo pondered and said: "Dr. Yu's patient tonight is a man and he doesn't need my help."
"At eight o'clock tonight, let's have dinner together. I'll treat you to it, as a way of catching the wind for you."
Qi Zhen, who followed Zhou Mo quickly, said with a smile on his face: "How can I let you treat me? It's me.
He asked again: "After I book the restaurant, should I come to the hospital or pick you up at your home?"
Zhou Mo kept walking and said: "You don't have to come to pick me up. You tell me the location and I will go directly."
"You go back first."
At this time, the three of them had already left the central building.
Qi Zhen slowed down and looked at the backs of Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo, who were walking farther and farther side by side like the wind, and his face became gloomy.
It's time for Zhou Mo to leave the hospital...
Perhaps due to his midday nap on the lathe, Yu Zhiming was refreshed and his work efficiency improved a lot in the afternoon.
This allowed him to complete the full day's physical examination at 5:40 pm.
Without any time to rest, Yu Zhiming rushed to the office of Dr. Xiong, the cardiac surgeon, without stopping.
Yu Zhiming knocked on the door and saw Dr. Xiong Jing, whose eyes were bloodshot and had two big dark circles. He looked haggard and looked as if he had aged a year or two.
"Doctor Xiong, you haven't slept for the past two days, have you?"
"I can't sleep."
Xiong Jing smiled bitterly and slowly packed up the ten pills and capsules of different sizes, shapes and colors that were placed on the desk in a medical metal tray.
"Dr. Yu, they all say that prescribing traditional Chinese medicine requires spirituality, while Western medicine only needs to be taken according to the instructions."
Xiong Jing said slowly: "Actually, prescribing Western medicine also requires spirituality."
"We all know this Western medicine..."
Xiong actually picked up a pill and said, "It has various side effects and contraindications."
"Some medicines cannot be mixed, but some medicines can offset each other's side effects. When they complement each other, they have the effect of one plus one greater than two."
"Even if the same medicine is produced by different pharmaceutical companies, its specific efficacy and side effects will be slightly different."
"Also, each patient's physical condition is also very different. When prescribing medication, you need to consider many factors such as age, weight, underlying diseases, physical strength and weakness, drug resistance, allergic substances, etc."
Yu Zhiming knew that what Dr. Xiong said was true.
For a physician, in addition to accurately diagnosing the disease, another important skill is to prescribe medicine.
For the same person and the same disease, there are medical experts who can achieve immediate results after taking the medicine for the first time, and can be cured after taking the medicine three times.
However, some doctors prescribe medicines that patients still don’t feel better after taking them for a week.
The difference lies in an in-depth understanding of the properties and side effects of each drug, as well as a detailed grasp of the patient's condition and physical condition.
To be honest, Yu Zhiming's ability in this aspect is quite poor.
For many diseases, he basically still sticks to the level of prescribing prescriptions based on books and the prescriptions of his predecessors.
Yu Zhiming’s clinical experience is still too little.
Xiong Jing sighed again: "For heart transplant patients, the long-term effects of drugs need to be considered."
"Some drugs need to be taken for years, even decades."
"The difference in side effects on the body accumulated over the years between half a pill and three-quarters of a pill is enough to make a patient live a few months longer or less."
As he spoke, Xiong had already packed away the pills.
"Doctor Yu, let's go to the ward..."
The heart transplant patient is still in Ward C and is awake this time.
He also weakly greeted Yu Zhiming.
After Dr. Xiong's two assistants gave the patient a small dose of medicine, Yu Zhiming stepped forward again to explore the patient's heart function.
Nearly twenty minutes later, Yu Zhiming faced Dr. Xiong’s expectant gaze and gently shook his head...
