On the way back to Junshanfu Community, Zhou Mo received a call from an out-of-town mobile phone number.
"Is this Dr. Yu Zhiming from Huashan Hospital?"
"I'm Dr. Yu's assistant Zhou Mo. Please tell me something!" Zhou Mo's voice was full of coldness that would repel someone thousands of miles away.
Yu Zhiming, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced sideways at her.
A woman's voice continued to come from the mobile phone, "Hello, Assistant Zhou, I am the assistant of the famous movie star Zhong Chunxiao. I would like to make an appointment for a physical examination for Miss Zhong and Dr. Yu."
Before Zhou Mo could respond, the voice continued: "Ms. Zhong will transfer via Binhai International Airport at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning and will stay at the airport for about an hour."
"Can you please condescend Dr. Yu to come over..."
Zhou Mo interrupted: "When you make an appointment for a physical examination with Dr. Yu, you need to follow Dr. Yu's schedule, not yours."
"Dr. Yu has not been free recently."
The female voice just now came out from the phone again, "Assistant Zhou, the cost is negotiable."
Zhou Mo snorted lightly and replied: "It's not a matter of cost, it's just that Dr. Yu really doesn't have time."
"That's it..."
Zhou Mo ended the call neatly, and then Yu Zhiming's voice rang in his ears.
"Are you in a bad mood? Because of my rejection just now?"
Zhou Mo bit his lip and said frankly: "Yes. But I also understand that it was my fault for having the desire to seek in vain."
"Dr. Yu, I will adjust my mentality, adhere to my duties as an assistant, and work hard to serve you well."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids.
Zhou Mo asked again: "Doctor Yu, what if we can find the precious medicinal materials that Dr. Wang Wu needs?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "If the quality and quantity of the medicinal materials meet the requirements, you will be given a treatment quota."
This is also how they collect medicinal materials.
Dr. Wang Wu's Ginseng Xuanming Pills require wild ginseng, wild tiger bones, musk, Ganoderma lucidum, Poria cocos, Gastrodia elata and other medicinal materials. They have strict requirements on the year of growth, whether they are wild, processing methods, etc. p>
It is a bit difficult for them to collect the medicinal materials. Patients become more motivated and motivated when they help collect the medicinal materials.
The so-called eight immortals cross the sea, each showing his magical powers.
Families that can afford millions of dollars in treatment fees always have some connections and resources.
The more medicinal materials collected, the more ginseng life-sustaining pills Dr. Wang can produce, and the number of late-stage cancer patients that can be treated will naturally increase.
Yu Zhiming reminded again: "If we really find clues to the relevant medicinal materials, please ask Dr. Wang to identify them first."
"Don't be fooled."
Zhou Mo snorted lightly...
At nearly 11 o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming returned to his home in Junshan Mansion and met his live-in aunt for the first time.
Her name is Qiu Lan, a sturdy woman in her early forties, with a big frame and a big face, over 1.7 meters tall.
Just one glance gives people a sense of honesty and security.
Yu Zhiming also knew that she had two sons. The eldest son was admitted to college last year, and the second son was a freshman in high school.
Her husband also works in Binhai as a water delivery boy.
Qiu Lan, who was also meeting Yu Zhiming for the first time, asked a little cautiously: "Dr. Yu, what do you want to eat for lunch?"
Yu Zhiming said casually: "There are ready-made or simple recipes in the refrigerator, just make whatever you want."
"In the evening, let's have a big meal..."
More than half an hour later, Yu Zhiming had a simple version of lunch accompanied by Qing Ning.
The staple food is Jinhua ham and egg fried rice in a small pot. Obviously, Qiu Lan already understands Yu Zhiming’s appetite!
The dishes are braised pork platter, twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts, pepper eggs, and assorted vegetable salads.
The soup is a very appetizing spicy and sour beef soup.
Yu Zhiming ate very happily.
Qing Ning finished a small bowl of egg-fried rice, looked at the egg-fried rice in the basin with unsatisfied interest, then stretched out her hand to pinch the fat on her belly, and held it back.
Yu Zhiming saw her little movements and chuckled: "Just exercise for ten more minutes. Eat when you need to. Don't go hungry."
Qing Ning glanced at him and hummed: "That's nice to say, but if I really gain weight, you will dislike me."
"That Chinese dress you gave me, if I gain a little more weight, I won't be able to wear it."
This morning, Zhou Mo brought Qing Ning the Chinese dress that Yu Zhiming had customized for her years ago.
Qing Ning was very happy and couldn’t wait to try it on.
This Chinese dress looks really good-looking when Qing Ning wears it, and it fits well.
Only the waist is a little tight.
Qing Ning knew that she had gained weight again during the Chinese New Year.
She rejected Zhou Mo's suggestion to take the dress back and modify it, and immediately made up her mind to lose weight.
Yu Zhiming advised: "You are not fat at all. In terms of your figure, you are still on the thin side."
"Actually, for modern people, being slightly fat is the healthiest physical state."
He pretended to be flirtatious and said: "It feels good."
Qing Ning rolled her eyes at Yu Zhiming and said, "I know what you mean by being slightly fat."
"It's Zhou Mo's kind who has flesh on his chest. Not my kind who has flesh on his belly."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "There's quite a lot of meat on your chest."
Qing Ning glanced at him charmingly.
The next moment, she got down to business again, and said happily: "Tomorrow, in the morning, I made more than a dozen phone calls to ask the family elders for their feedback on the medicinal diet."
"They all said that they fell asleep quickly, slept longer, and felt that their bodies became more relaxed after waking up."
"They are quite satisfied with the effect of the medicinal diet, and they have placed a lot of orders with me."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "As long as it is a good and effective thing, it will definitely be recognized by the public."
Qing Ning said hey: "I have already given my feedback and order requirements to Sui Su, and she will follow up next."
After a pause, she added: "Didn't the cocktail reception for experts from Ning'an be moved from the previous year to the end of the new year because of the weather?"
"I'm going to lobby Third Grandpa to give our medicinal diet as a gift to the experts and scholars attending the conference."
"The sleep quality of these people must not be very good."
Yu Zhiming agreed: "It's a very good promotion method. Most scientific researchers are night owls, and few have good sleep quality."
Qing Ning chuckled and said: "Our medicinal diet has now been proven effective by the family elders, and I have enough confidence to ask Third Grandpa to add it to the purchase list."
Yu Zhiming asked confirmingly: "Purchasing? Not sponsorship?"
Qing Ning said hey: "The cost of each medicinal meal is not low, and the effect has been proven."
"Isn't it appropriate for Third Grandpa to pull out all his hair to support my business?"
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but sigh: "This is why you, the rich second generation, are more likely to succeed than others when starting a business."
"There are too many connections and resources available to you."
Qing Ning said with a stern expression: "The first prerequisite is that the products and services must be good enough and have market demand."
She took a few sips of the hot and sour soup, and then said: "When I contacted my brother, he asked me to ask you if you could go to Ning'an Hospital in the next few days, mainly for the ten Kangyang patients with advanced cancer.
The patient is a little anxious."
I was originally supposed to go to Ning'an Hospital every other week, but due to the Spring Festival holiday, I was delayed once.
Today is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Friday.
Tomorrow is the official working time, Saturday.
Yu Zhiming won't be able to go to Ning'an Hospital until next Saturday, which is nearly a month away from the last time.
No wonder they are nervous.
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "The work in the past two days should not be too busy. I will go back to the hospital tomorrow to check the situation."
"Let's see if we can get off work an hour or two early on Sunday..."
Binda Affiliated Hospital, Dr. Lou Xinghua’s Office.
Dr. Lou explained Yu Zhiming's physical examination and judgment in detail to the parents of the boy with a heart abnormality and the general belly man who came forward to ask for help.
"The risk is too high and surgery is not suitable. This is a unanimous decision made by Dr. Yu and I after careful discussion."
After a pause, Dr. Lou added: "If the operation is forced, there is a high probability that it will result in loss of both human and financial resources."
The child's father was stunned for a moment and asked: "Dr. Lou, is there no hope of success at all?"
Dr. Lou said slowly: "Yes, but it's very slim."
After a few minutes of silence, the child's father said with a sad face: "If I don't have surgery, my child won't be able to survive for long, and he will still die."
"Although the hope of surgery is slim, there is still a glimmer of hope after all, right?"
"Dr. Lou, we need to do surgery."
At this time, the general belly man suddenly coughed twice, interrupted the father's words, and said to Lou Xinghua: "Doctor Lou, can you give us a few minutes to discuss it?"
Lou Xinghua nodded, stood up and left the office.
After the office door closed again, General Du Man said in a deep voice: "Dr. Yu's judgment is correct."
"If he says there is no hope, then there really is no hope. Don't expect any miracles."
"It's better to give up treatment."
The boy's father insisted: "But..."
The general's belly man interrupted rudely: "Two hundred thousand!"
"Take these two hundred thousand, go home, eat and drink when necessary, and let your children enjoy life."
"If you insist on surgery and hope for an impossible miracle, I will still pay for the surgery."
"That kind of result will only make the hospital cheaper, and you won't get a penny."
"How to choose, I will give you three minutes to think about it!"
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
The child's father said with a difficult expression: "I trust the judgment of the two medical experts. Let's leave it as it is, no surgery."
The man with a general belly stood up with sarcasm in his mouth.
He took two steps toward the door and suddenly stopped.
"Well, since the child's future is already determined."
"How about saving a few more people?"
"Well, I can contact you on your behalf."
"I won't let you suffer."
"You should think more about it..."
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