Yu Zhiming spent nearly half an hour checking the fever patient Cao Xian three times in succession.
No inflammation was found.
No lesions were found.
There is no difference between this inspection result and the last inspection in the central building.
Yu Zhiming's only gain was that he discovered that Cao Xian's intestinal system had more folds and more curves.
It gave him the feeling that his intestines were a little uncomfortable, and his intestines were involuntarily tightened.
If Yu Zhiming hadn't already had a very fine grasp of Cao Xian's body during his last multiple examinations, he wouldn't have been able to discover these many differences in the intestinal system.
"Mr. Cao, what did you eat tonight?"
Cao Xian, who was lying on the bed, rubbed his temples with both hands and said, "The buffet at the hotel."
"In the past few days, I have been eating in hotels, and dinner has been at the hotel buffet."
"The old Chinese doctor who treated me didn't let me eat randomly. I strictly controlled my diet."
Yu Zhiming said softly and asked again: "Before the body had a fever, did you feel any discomfort in your stomach and intestines?"
"Stomach?"
Cao Xian stroked his belly and recalled: "I remember my stomach growled twice, and I felt a little uncomfortable for a while. It didn't last long, only ten or twenty seconds passed."
"I originally wanted to go to the toilet, but the discomfort quickly passed and I didn't go."
"About half an hour later, I found that I had a fever again."
Cao Xian asked expectantly: "Doctor Yu, is my fever related to my gastrointestinal tract?"
Yu Zhiming did not answer, but then asked: "Have you ever had gastrointestinal discomfort before your body had a fever?"
Cao Xian frowned, thought hard for a while, and said, "Dr. Yu, when you asked me this, I really remembered that I did have pain or discomfort in my stomach several times within an hour before my body became hot.
situation."
He recalled it for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "Even if it's not ten or eight times, there are always five or six times."
This information made Yu Zhiming even more uncertain.
Just five or six times, this correlation is too small.
As he spoke, Cao Xian stood up and asked again: "Doctor Yu, is the fever really caused by the intestines and stomach?"
Yu Zhiming said truthfully: "I did find that your intestinal system has a little more folds and bends compared to the last time I checked."
"Of course, this is probably caused by intestinal peristalsis, dietary reasons, etc."
"But given your current situation, Mr. Cao, you cannot let go of any doubts."
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "Well, Mr. Cao, you go back first, and I will contact you a gastroenterology expert tomorrow to do a detailed examination of your intestinal system."
Noticing that Cao Xian's face was a little flushed from the heat, Yu Zhiming added, "You can take antipyretics."
"I have some commonly used medicines at home..."
Cao Xian got out of bed and stood up, saying: "Doctor Yu, I have a special antipyretic medicine with me."
"The fever-reducing medicines commonly used at home now have very little effect on me..."
Cao Xian took antipyretics at Yu Zhiming's house, declined Yu Zhiming's offer, and took a taxi back to the hotel.
At this time, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, so it was not convenient to contact the gastroenterology specialist.
Yu Zhiming went to bed...
The next morning, Yu Zhiming still got up at six o'clock.
I have to rush to Ning'an Hospital today, and I have a full day's work schedule. I have to come back as early as possible in the evening to attend the wedding banquet hosted by Teacher Qi for my son.
Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning each ate a bowl of dumplings and left the house after half past six.
The third sister and the fourth sister also got up to see each other off.
Because I have to carry two New Year gifts downstairs, peanuts, millet, mung beans, sweet potato starch, pancakes, and a box of salted duck eggs, totaling nearly 120 kilograms.
Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning can't get it at all.
After spending some effort to put the two New Year gifts into the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz, Yu Zhiming suggested: "I also want to buy a two-wheeled trolley like the one used for supermarket delivery, so that it is convenient to send New Year gifts."
Qing Ning also came up with an idea: "Buy some more big cardboard boxes and put all the New Year gifts in them. It will be easier to transport."
"That's right!" Yu Zhiming replied happily!
Qing Ning glanced at him charmingly and hummed: "If you talk, we will have to run away and break our legs."
Yu Zhiming smiled and, betraying his appearance, took the initiative to kiss Qing Ning on the lips...
At 7:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming, who was still on his way to Ning'an Hospital, took out his mobile phone, found Dr. Fang Chen's contact number and dialed it.
Dr. Fang Chen, senior chief physician of the Department of Gastroenterology, has been confirmed to be a member of the expanded center.
After the phone rang three times, it was picked up.
Yu Zhiming quickly said: "Doctor Fang, good morning, I am Yu Zhiming."
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he expressed his intention directly.
"I have a patient here. I'd like to call you and ask if it's convenient for you to see me today?"
The next moment, Fang Chen's hearty voice came from the mobile phone, "Dr. Yu, you made a special call, but it is quite rare. It must be convenient even if it is inconvenient."
He then asked: "What's the condition of the patient?"
"Dr. Fang, thank you!"
Yu Zhiming thanked him politely and introduced: "The patient is a Chinese-American. For more than six months, his body has been suffering from unknown fever very frequently, at least once a week."
"Examination and treatment in the United States were fruitless. Last month, I returned to China to receive treatment with traditional Chinese medicine, which achieved some results."
"I gave him a detailed physical examination last night and found that there may be some problems with his intestinal system."
"It's just maybe, I'm not sure."
After a deliberate pause, Yu Zhiming said in a deep voice: "I would like to ask Dr. Fang to give him an elimination examination of the intestinal system."
"Okay, challenge accepted..."
After ending the call with Dr. Fang Chen, Yu Zhiming called Cao Xian again and asked him to go to the Department of Gastroenterology to see Dr. Fang Chen at nine o'clock this morning...
At nearly eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming rushed to Ning'an Hospital.
He and Qing Ning first went to the single-family villa near Ning'an Lake and performed a heart and physical examination on Mr. Gu.
In Yu Zhiming's perception, this heart beats vigorously, like a young man full of energy, without any signs of twilight.
It can be seen that Dr. Xiong Jing’s medication was very successful and completely stimulated the energy of the heart.
After the inspection, Yu Zhiming, accompanied by the Gu brothers and sisters, left the villa.
Gu Qingran said slowly: "We clearly feel that grandpa has become much more cheerful, as if he is twenty years younger."
"I've been talking a lot, but I suddenly started to like music."
Gu Qingran chuckled and said: "Some research says that heart transplantation may change a person's personality and preferences."
"I have witnessed it with my own eyes."
Yu Zhiming said softly: "The old man is still the old man, this will not change."
After a two-second pause, Yu Zhiming said again: "Dean Gu, I brought you a New Year gift, a local specialty from my hometown."
"It's just a small kindness. Don't dislike it. Qing Ning will take you to get it later."
Gu Qingran laughed and said: "I know your intentions, even if you give me a goose feather, I will cherish it."
Yu Zhiming smiled...
Next, Yu Zhiming conducted detailed physical examinations for eleven terminal cancer patients.
After finishing this work, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.
Yu Zhiming was about to go out for a convenience, when five more people, including Gu Qingran, poured into the room.
The leader is a tall, thin man with short hair who looks to be about sixty years old.
Accompanying him was a silver-haired old man who looked to be in his seventies and energetic.
The other two are men in their thirties who are taller than Yu Zhiming and have serious expressions on their faces.
Gu Qingran was the first to speak and introduced the short-haired old man.
"Zhiming, this is one of my elders. He passed by our Ning'an for business."
"I knew you happened to be here, so I came here specially to ask you for a physical examination."
This was specially brought by Gu Qingran, and Yu Zhiming must have given him face by letting the short-haired old man lie on the examination bed.
His inspection really found a problem.
Suspected stomach cancer.
Yu Zhiming asked the nurse to bring paper and a pen, and drew a diagram of the stomach structure on the paper with simple sketches, clearly marking the suspected cancerous locations.
Finally, don’t forget to sign your name and the date.
"Old man, I don't feel very good about your stomach."
"This is the possible location of the disease in your stomach. It is strongly recommended that you go to the hospital for a detailed examination."
The silver-haired old man next to the short-haired old man reached out and took the paper handed over by Yu Zhiming.
He looked at the content drawn on the paper, then looked up at Yu Zhiming, with a complicated expression, and said with emotion: "Dr. Yu, he really deserves his reputation."
"I must admit that I'm not as good as you when it comes to exploring the specific location of the crux of the internal organs."
Yu Zhiming replied politely: "Thank you, sir."
At this time, the short-haired old man also took the initiative to hold Yu Zhiming's hand and said kindly: "Dr. Yu, thank you!"
"You are promising and famous at a young age. I hope you will guard against arrogance and impetuosity, forge ahead in the medical field and create more achievements."
"Thank you for the encouragement." Yu Zhiming blurted back.
These people arrived quickly and left quickly.
After they left, Yu Zhiming also quickly went to the bathroom to solve the problem.
When he came back, he found Gu Qingran waiting outside.
"Gone?"
"Gone!"
Gu Qingran replied, and then asked with excitement: "Zhi Ming, do you know who that is?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "The tone of his voice sounds like a government official?"
Gu Qingran didn't want to ruin Yu Zhiming's mood, so he asked instead: "Do you know who the silver-haired old man is?"
"Old Chinese doctor?"
Gu Qingran nodded and said: "I guessed it right."
"He is the famous Mr. Qin in Beijing. He is not only an old Chinese medicine doctor, but also a master of traditional Chinese medicine. My grandfather is honored to ask him to perform a pulse test."
Gu Qingran clicked his tongue again: "When you said you didn't feel good, they didn't show surprise or shock."
"It can be seen that they knew that there was cancer in the stomach."
"Mr. Qin should have detected gastric cancer through pulse counting and other traditional Chinese medicine methods, but he couldn't determine the specific location of the cancer like you did."
"That's why he said, not as good as you."
Yu Zhiming thought of another point and said: "In other words, the masters of traditional Chinese medicine can also detect early cancer..."
