In the bed cart, which was like a silent world abandoned by the world, Yu Zhiming discovered something during the inspection.
He found that there was some air accumulation in the epidural space of the spinal canal of the girl's second and third thoracic vertebrae.
The most important thing is that Yu Zhiming discovered during the investigation.
This section of the spinal cord is like smooth butter that was suddenly shaken, causing traces of twists and turns.
Yu Zhiming boldly guessed that perhaps this shaking affected the information conduction inside the spinal cord, causing abdominal epilepsy?
As for whether this guess is correct, further invasive testing is needed.
In order to ensure the accuracy of the test, Yu Zhiming did not perform any reduction treatment on the girl’s spinal dislocation...
Cui Zhitan sighed silently as he watched his nephew accompany the girl and her parents to the neurology department for further examination and testing.
He looked at Yu Zhiming and chuckled: "I have a hunch that the spinal cord injury is the crux."
"Doctor Yu, you have solved another difficult and complicated disease."
Cui Zhitan made an invitation gesture and said: "Go to my office to drink tea and wait for the test results?"
Yu Zhiming hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
He took Zhou Mo to Dr. Cui's office and sat down on the sofa in the reception area.
Cui Zhitan took out his treasured tea from the drawer of his desk.
"My nephew has been spoiled by us and has been taught wrongly. We only focused on his studies, but neglected the education of his moral character and behavior."
Cui Zhitan let out a sigh of relief and said: "I only hope that he can wake up to himself after experiencing some setbacks."
Yu Zhiming sounded like an experienced person and chuckled: "Young people, it's normal for them to do something outrageous or wrong in a moment of passion or impulse."
"As long as your nature is not bad."
While making tea, Cui Zhitan asked jokingly: "Doctor Yu, so you have also been ridiculous when you were young?"
This...
Yu Zhiming recalled for a moment and said with a hint of self-deprecation: "Dr. Cui, you may not believe it. Before, I was just a loser with no money and no time, who studied hard to get ahead, but I didn't have that ridiculous capital."
Cui Zhitan nodded and said: "I believe it. I know a lot about your past from others."
He poured three cups of tea, picked up one cup, and handed it to Yu Zhiming solemnly.
"Dr. Yu, thank you very much for today!"
"As I said on the phone this morning, I owe you a big favor. If you need my help, just give me a call."
Yu Zhiming quickly took the tea cup and said: "Dr. Cui, you are too polite. We don't need to be like this. You have helped me a lot before."
After a pause, he asked doubtfully: "Dr. Cui, did something happen?"
Cui Zhitan lamented: "Doctor Yu, you don't know that today, I was completely hurt by Cui Yilin."
"Forget it, let's not mention him. He is just a nephew. In today's society, even biological sons cannot be trusted."
Cui Zhitan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then said: "Dr. Yu, on the twenty-ninth year of the year, your center has announced the list of eighteen young doctors who have passed the preliminary selection."
"Which ones do you like more?"
Yu Zhiming said casually: "I have never participated in the selection of young doctors in our center and have no say."
"For me, as long as there is no that guy."
He looked at Zhou Mo and asked, "Isn't that Du Bing on the preliminary list of eighteen people?"
When Zhou Mo was thinking about how to respond, Cui Zhitan said: "Du Bing, the son of Director Du of the Hematology Department?"
"I remember, he was on the list of eighteen people."
"Doctor Yu, are you having trouble with him?"
Yu Zhiming's face darkened, he looked at Zhou Mo and asked, "Zhou Mo, what is going on?"
Zhou Mo carefully replied: "Doctor Yu, I have asked the director about Du Bing's selection."
"The director said that this preliminary list was selected by a few of them through anonymous scoring based on the applicants' conditions in various aspects."
"The ability shown by Du Bing is indeed outstanding among many applicants, and he received a relatively high score."
"The director said that he has repeatedly said before that he must be fair and just, and that personal abilities are the first priority. It is not good to slap himself in the face and wipe out Du Bing."
After a pause, Zhou Mo added: "The director also said that personal preference will play an important role in the subsequent screening."
"That Du Bing will definitely be kicked down."
This explanation did not make Yu Zhiming feel relieved.
Some conflicts between him and the Du family should be known to everyone at the center.
People in the hospital who are well-informed can also find out.
Now, what does this mean?
At this time, Yu Zhiming felt as if he had been slapped in the face.
Cui Zhitan persuaded: "Dr. Yu, this should also give Director Du some face."
"If the son who has high hopes from the experts of the Dangtang Health Bureau does not even make it to the primary list, and is provoked by someone who is interested, it will easily lead to some conflicts."
He further explained: "Also, we are all old colleagues who have worked together for ten or twenty years. You owe me and I owe you. Sometimes it is really hard to refuse some requests."
These words made Yu Zhiming realize something.
He sighed softly: "Yes, it is normal for colleagues who have worked together for ten or twenty years to owe each other favors."
"I made things simple."
He also said deeply: "It's like when my patients ask other doctors for help, when they need my help, I am embarrassed to say no."
"That's the truth."
Cui Zhitan echoed, and added: "Especially after people reach middle age, they are deeply fettered, and they can't help but do many things."
He chuckled again and said: "Dr. Yu, your situation is much better. Basically, others beg you for more."
Yu Zhiming smiled gloomily.
Things have been going relatively smoothly in the past, and he has been praised a lot. Yu Zhiming is inevitably a little arrogant and overestimates his influence.
To be precise, his influence is not enough when compared to someone else's friendship of ten or twenty years.
Yu Zhiming turned his attention to Zhou Mo again and asked: "Is there anything else I need to know during this past period?"
Zhou Mo smiled and said: "Except for this eighteen-person preliminary list, the others..."
She thought for a while and said: "No more! It's really gone!"
Yu Zhiming snorted softly and warned: "Zhou Mo, you must remember your identity clearly. You are my assistant and you must put my interests first."
"Also, don't make decisions on your own."
Zhou Mo nodded and defended in a low voice: "I didn't tell you at the time, just because I didn't want to disturb your Spring Festival."
"I mean well!"
Yu Zhiming glared at this guy.
Cui Zhitan refilled Yu Zhiming's tea and changed the topic.
"Dr. Yu, during the past few days during the Chinese New Year, what we discussed the most during our meeting was the treatment method for advanced cancer that you led."
Yu Zhiming said modestly: "It's just like a cocktail, mixing several methods and then gathering the efforts of everyone."
Cui Zhitan praised: "That said, the role you played, Dr. Yu, is crucial and irreplaceable."
"When we perform tumor resection, even if it is an extensive resection, we are gambling on luck and cannot ensure that all cancerous tissues are completely removed."
"You are sure to do this."
Yu Zhiming continued to say modestly: "The specific effect still needs practice and time to test."
"Actually, with today's medical technology, if we spend these two to three million, it will not be difficult for patients with advanced cancer to live for another one or two years."
Cui Zhitan said: "But your treatment method is theoretically possible to cure it."
After a pause, he said with hesitation: "Dr. Yu, to tell you the truth, I also have several cancer patients."
"They can afford the millions of dollars in treatment fees."
Yu Zhiming asked with a smile: "Dr. Cui, this costs several million, are you not afraid of wasting money?"
"I suggest you wait and see."
Cui Zhitan said with a sigh on his face: "The problem is that they don't have much time to wait."
"They want to grab any straw."
Yu Zhiming said frankly: "Dr. Cui, the current limiting factor is not me, but Dr. Wang Wu."
"This treatment method requires him to provide a precious traditional Chinese medicine called Ginseng Xuanming Pill, which can greatly improve the resilience of life."
"The medicinal materials required for this pill are extremely precious. It is not easy to make it once. There are only five or six pills left."
Cui Zhitan frowned and asked: "In other words, during this period, there are at most five or six treatment quotas?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and added: "The quota is precious. We can only select late-stage cancer patients who have the greatest hope of success and good physical fitness."
Cui Zhitan nodded in understanding.
Yu Zhiming added: "You can go find Dr. Wang. If you can help him find the main medicinal materials he needs..."
Cui Zhitan nodded understandingly...
Half an hour later, I finally received a call from Cui Yilin.
"Uncle, we just did a stimulation test, which triggered my classmate's intestinal spasm again."
This guy shouted excitedly on the phone: "Dr. Yu is really amazing. He is amazing. He discovered the problem right away."
"Next treatment?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "My job is to find the problem, and the subsequent treatment can be left in the neurology department."
"Of course, you can also go to another hospital..."
After knowing the exact result, Yu Zhiming said goodbye to Dr. Cui and left the general surgery department.
He and Zhou Mo got on the bed cart parked in front of the general surgery building, and when they were about to leave, they received a call from Teacher Qi Yue.
"Zhi Ming, have you returned to Binhai?"
"Arrived in the afternoon."
"Do you know what happened to Qizhen?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "I learned some things from Qi Xin and Zhou Mo."
Qi Yue sighed deeply during the call and said, "I didn't expect him to be so bold and crazy."
"It's just that the matter has come to this, and as his father, I can only clean up the mess for him."
After a pause, Qi Yue said again: "Zhiming, can you leave me a place for your late-stage cancer treatment?"
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