Although there was a small episode, it did not have any impact on Yu Zhiming’s work and mood.
After all, he has experienced great storms in his life, and he has worked for many years, and has also encountered more bizarre patients. In terms of mentality, he is quite strong.
I worked until 12 o'clock at noon. Gu Changyan came over and said that lunch was ready, and Yu Zhiming ended the morning's work.
A total of seventeen people underwent physical examination.
Because most of them are elderly people in their 60s and 70s, most of the problems detected are aging body functions, high blood pressure, or functional degradation or damage of organs and tissues caused by chronic underlying diseases.
Lunch was arranged in a large private room with elegant decoration on the second floor of the dome building.
In addition to Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning, and Zhou Mo, those sitting there were also Yu Xiangwan and Zhang Bai who arrived at about 11 o'clock in the morning.
Gu Changyan took Dr. Zhang, Dr. Chen, Dr. Tang, and one of his assistants to accompany him.
Lunch is a whole sheep feast.
There are grilled lamb chops, hand-caught lamb, braised lamb trotters, cumin lamb, red braised lamb tongue and other dishes.
The soup is milky white whole sheep soup.
The staple food is sesame seed pancakes.
Yu Zhiming drank a few mouthfuls of mutton soup first to make his stomach and intestines feel better, then he ate hard.
Because he has to work in a hurry, he really doesn’t have time to eat and chat.
Driven by Yu Zhiming's strong demonstration, the people at the table basically became people who eat without speaking.
As the master, Gu Changyan couldn't bear to keep eating and talking.
In line with the dining atmosphere in the private room, he ate half full and then opened his mouth gently.
"We have quite complete leisure and entertainment facilities here, including a heated swimming pool, SPA, professional masseurs, beauty salon, gym, game room, small cinema, KTV hall, dance hall, etc."
After a pause, Gu Changyan continued: "I have made arrangements, and all projects are open to you for free."
"Qing Ning, you can bring your friends as you please, don't be polite."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Uncle, except for Zhi Ming who is here for work, the rest of us are here to relax and have a vacation. We will definitely not be polite."
Zhang Bai then said: "Mr. Gu, it is said on the Internet and in the news that this nursing home is a rising industry."
"May I ask, where are you?"
Gu Changyan sighed softly and said: "You have also seen that the buildings here are all built from scratch."
"This initial investment is huge."
"The daily operation investment is also expensive. It requires doctors, nurses, professional chefs, nutritionists, masseurs, lifeguards, fitness coaches, beauty and hairdressers and other professional and technical personnel. It also requires a large number of caregivers."
He took a sip of tea and continued: "My place is designed to accommodate 500 elderly people. But it has been open for nearly five years and it has never been fully occupied."
"During this period, with the help of Dr. Yu's physical examination, we conducted a wave of publicity and activities, and the number of elderly people who signed up to stay exceeded 400, a record."
Zhang Bai nodded and couldn't help but think about it.
Based on the full calculation of 500 people, assuming that each person has 10,000 yuan per month, that is an annual income of 60 million yuan.
Can these elderly people spend 10 million a year on other expenses here?
The gross profit margin is 60% to 70%, which should be there.
I just don’t know how much money it will cost to build this building? Two or three billion? Or five or six billion?
However, Zhang Bai knew better in his heart.
The most difficult thing is not the funds, but getting the government approval to build a sanatorium in this beautiful place.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Yu Zhiming, who was still eating and drinking, and shook his head secretly.
People should not be too greedy.
First, work with Xiang Wan to build a small canteen and a short-term rental apartment. Only with relatively strong financial strength can we have the confidence to develop in other directions.
At this time, Dr. Zhang from the Department of Internal Medicine suddenly spoke.
"Our charging standards here are considered to be above average in the entire Binhai area."
"It stands to reason that the quality of the elderly who spend so much money to come to our place for retirement should be quite high, right?"
Dr. Zhang sighed: "I can say responsibly that there are a certain proportion of old people who are messy and unreasonable."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said: "It's not that the old people have become bad, it's that the bad guys from back then have become old."
Dr. Zhang nodded and said: "The old man who wanted Dr. Yu to see the disease information in the morning liked to take advantage."
"Every time she eats, she takes a dozen napkins."
"Every time her son comes to see her, he will bring back a lot of napkins and toilet paper in big and small bags."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but said: "As for what? Tens of thousands of yuan a month in pension expenses have been paid out, how much are these paper towels worth?"
Gu Changyan laughed and said: "This is a habit developed since childhood. It can also be called a personality quirk. If you don't take advantage of it, you will feel uncomfortable all over."
At this moment, a young nurse knocked on the door and came in with a crisp report: "Dean, Dr. Zhang, that uncle Liu came to the clinic again, and he is full again."
"Said it was a severe stomachache."
These words made Gu Changyan and the others at the dining table look very speechless.
"Uncle Liu's quirk is that he eats without counting, as if there is no next meal after he eats it, and he often overeats."
Dr. Zhang made an introduction, stood up and said: "Please use it slowly, I will go back to the clinic to take a look first..."
Ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming finally had enough to eat and drink.
He doesn't plan to go back to the carriage to take a nap. He plans to sit in the private room for a while to digest the food before starting to work.
"Zhou Mo..."
Yu Zhiming looked at Zhou Mo, who was holding a soup bowl and sipping mutton soup, and then said: "You don't have to work with me anymore."
"In the past two days, you can relax here with my sister and Qing Ning."
Zhou Mo put down the soup bowl, sat up straight and said: "How can this be done? I am your assistant and I cannot leave you."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "This is a nursing home. They are all elderly people. How can anyone threaten me?"
"Moreover, there are doctors and nurses in the clinic assisting me in my work, so you don't have to worry."
Zhou Mo thought so and hesitated a little.
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Seeing this, Gu Qingning persuaded her: "Momo, it's rare to come out. It's a holiday, so don't think about work all the time."
"My cousin's safety is guaranteed..."
Yu Zhiming suddenly turned his attention to the door of the private room. A few seconds later, Dr. Zhang hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.
She looked helpless and said: "Uncle Liu ate so much that he kept moaning in pain."
"Inducing him to vomit has no effect."
"I wanted to massage his abdomen to restore gastric motility, but as soon as I started doing it, he screamed in pain and kept yelling."
"I have no choice at the moment."
Dr. Tang, the old emergency room doctor who was sitting aside, stood up and said, "I'll go over and take a look."
Yu Zhiming also stood up and said, "I'm quite interested. Let's go and take a look."
As Yu Zhiming walked out of the private room, everyone at the table stood up and followed behind.
After a while, everyone arrived at the medical center on the first floor.
I saw an old man in his sixties with a pained look on his face, pacing back and forth, and humming non-stop. He was in good shape and had a short crew cut.
Yu Zhiming kept walking and came directly to the old man, stretched out his hand and patted his chest and abdomen a few times.
The next moment, he secretly clicked his tongue.
You must have eaten too much!
The stomach is a relatively elastic organ. On an empty stomach, our stomach is only about the size of our fist.
After drinking or eating, the stomach can expand ten times.
However, Yu Zhiming detected that the stomach of the old man in front of him had expanded to more than fifteen times.
The space in the chest and abdominal cavity is almost completely occupied by a distended and deformed stomach.
The expansion of the old man's stomach obviously exceeded the physiological state, causing severe discomfort.
The most worrying thing is that Yu Zhiming detected that the old man's stomach wall did not move at all.
This means that the old man's stomach has completely lost its gastric power. If this situation lasts for a little while, the stomach will become useless.
"Lie on your side on the examination table."
"Bring the trash can."
Perhaps Yu Zhiming's expression and tone were too serious, so the old man stopped humming and lay obediently on his side on the examination bed.
A little nurse held a trash can and stood in front of the old man, ready to catch the vomit.
Yu Zhiming directly pressed his hands on the old man's abdomen.
"It hurts...ah...it hurts so much..."
"Stop it quickly..."
The old man moaned in pain and twisted his body, not wanting Yu Zhiming to massage him.
Yu Zhiming said coldly: "If you don't want to have severe stomach bleeding, you don't want to have to eat liquid food for the rest of your life..."
"No matter how painful it is, you have to endure it!"
I don’t know whether it was a massive gastric bleeding or the fact that he would have to eat liquid food for the rest of his life that frightened the old man. He no longer struggled to dodge Yu Zhiming’s massage.
The price was that the old man grinned in pain and screamed in pain, his face was distorted, and his face was covered with sweat.
Fortunately, his pain was not in vain. After a while, the old man made a "vomit" sound and started to vomit.
Suddenly, the complex and unpleasant smell of vomit filled the room.
The smell of lime made Yu Xiangwan and others cover their noses, wanting to exit.
Zhou Mo suddenly shouted: "Blood, vomiting blood!"
Gu Qingning stopped and saw bright red color in the vomit that the old man kept spitting out.
Dr. Zhang said: "Eating so much will definitely damage the gastric mucosa. This is gastric mucosal bleeding."
"Judging from the current amount of bleeding, it is not serious."
The old man vomited into an almost full trash can before he stopped vomiting, then lay flat on the examination bed, gasping for air.
Yu Zhiming came near the old man's head and stretched out his hand to press on the top of his head.
An old man of such an age can actually eat so much. It is said that he used to eat very much.
Do you have so little self-control?
If he had such bad habits since he was a child, Yu Zhiming doubted that he would be able to live a healthy life until now.
Yu Zhiming had reason to believe that the old man had bulimia nervosa or had a brain problem that affected appetite control.
A minute or two later, Yu Zhiming really made a discovery.
In the abdomen of the old man's brain, near the subthalamic sulcus, the position of the branch and capillaries has changed significantly.
Suspected to have been forced to move...
"It is recommended to send him to the hospital for a brain CT examination..."
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