After an intense exchange, Yu Zhiming, who was suffering from backache and leg pain, sat on the bed, reached for his phone, lit up the screen, and pushed the motionless Qing Ning beside him with his foot.
"Wasn't last night enough? It came early in the morning and affected my ability to get up and exercise."
Qing Ning turned over, put her arms around Yu Zhiming's waist, and replied in a muffled voice: "It's been more than half a month, and I'm finally able to eat meat. How can I do it once?"
"As for exercise, wasn't the intensity of the exercise just now enough? Do it again!"
"Don't move!"
Yu Zhiming, who was startled, quickly put his legs on the guy's body and changed the topic.
"Ding Ye sent a message, saying that the vital signs of the pregnant woman last night are still stable and the baby was delivered successfully."
Qing Ning propped up her upper body with her arms and asked, "Is the mother in labor okay?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "Amniotic fluid embolism is hard to say right now. We still need to actively prevent organ failure."
"After all, disseminated intravascular coagulation occurred, and some organs must have been damaged to varying degrees."
Qing Ning let out an ooh, and then said: "God has put a lot of thought into arranging for you to rescue her, and it will definitely turn her misfortune into good luck, and turn her misfortune into good fortune."
"I hope so."
Yu Zhiming said something hopeful, and then rubbed Qing Ning's elastic butt with his feet.
"Get up, wash up..."
Yu Zhiming took it easy, washed up, rinsed briefly, and went down the stairs to the first floor with Qing Ning, who was wearing pajamas, and saw a whole family waiting for him to eat in the restaurant.
A somewhat embarrassed Yu Zhiming sat down at the dining table with the radiant Qing Ning, ready to eat.
"Uncle, uncle..."
Yu Zhiming looked at Song Qiao, who had ignored him all day yesterday.
I saw her sullen face and said solemnly: "My teeth stopped hurting yesterday."
"Auntie also said that you ran to the hospital to save people last night and didn't come back until midnight. It was very hard."
"So, I forgive you and I'm not angry with you anymore."
Yu Zhiming smiled flatteringly and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Xiaoqiao. From now on, I won't pull out your teeth casually."
He looked at Qing Ning again and asked, "What are the plans for today?"
Qing Ning roared: "Today, my parents and eldest sister will come with us to visit Nanjiang and appreciate the architectural essence of Binhai."
“There is also a beautiful night view of the seaside.”
Qing Ning added: "My eldest brother said you won't be back until about ten o'clock tonight?"
Yu Zhiming hummed and replied: "That's about it. Some accumulated work needs to be dealt with, as well as physical examinations for several terminal cancer patients, plus dinner."
"It will be good if I can come back before eleven o'clock at night."
Yu's mother interrupted and asked: "Lao Wu, are you always like this in Binhai? You go to work early in the morning and don't come back until ten or eleven at night?"
Before Yu Zhiming could speak, Xiaoxue chirped, "Grandma, that's about it."
"The sun is out of sight at both ends, so even coming back at 11pm is considered early! I often receive emergency calls at two or three in the middle of the night and rush to the hospital to save people."
Yu Zhiming glared at the girl and explained: "Mom, what Xiaoxue said is a bit exaggerated."
"When I get off work around 6 p.m., it's still quite a lot. I can still get at least one day off every week."
"Starting from this year, in addition to national statutory holidays, I also have four more weeks of compulsory leave."
Yu's mother sighed softly and said: "Lao Wu, curing diseases and saving people is important, but your own body is more important."
"You are a doctor, you don't have to tell us how to take care of your body. Lao Wu, don't make so many of us worry about you."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Mom, I know it well and I won't treat myself badly."
"I won't do that kind of stupid thing where you work hard and end up dying."
At this moment, a small hand put the peeled hard-boiled eggs into Yu Zhiming's small bowl.
"Brother-in-law, I feel sorry for you and I'll give you the eggs."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "Xiaoqiao, I don't need you to feel sorry for me, don't you want to eat egg yolk?"
"You have a beautiful thought..."
At nearly 8:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo rushed to Huashan Hospital and started their day's work.
Today is Sunday, making up for Friday's work.
However, Yu Zhiming does not need to have a welfare physical examination today and can start working freely.
At nearly 9:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming was called into the director's office by Teacher Qi Yue to view a test report.
This is a series of related reports such as the spinal cord puncture test of the Chinese teenager Taylor.
Yu Zhiming directly turned to the final conclusion of several test reports, "Cristae ganglion degeneration."
Qi Yue hummed and said, "Based on your findings, we have conducted a detailed investigation of the nervous system closely related to Tire's visceral sensory nerves."
"The final test found that there was a problem with the crista ganglion, which is responsible for the summary, collection and transmission of sensory information."
"This is not a systemic degeneration of the spinal cord. For such a specific degeneration, I analyze that it may be a genetic factor or a symptom caused by a genetic mutation."
These words made Yu Zhiming grin involuntarily.
Whether it is genetic factors or genetic variation, this disease means that it is difficult to treat and treat.
Qi Yue added: "Judging from the current situation of the young man, we can only find ways to control and delay it."
"I suggest they return to the United States!"
"For this kind of hereditary or gene mutation disease, I must admit that the medical capabilities of the other side of the ocean in this field are much better than ours."
Yu Zhiming hummed, nodded and said: "Wait a minute, I will persuade them to go back for treatment!"
At this moment, Zhou Mo knocked on the door and entered.
As soon as she entered the door, she said angrily: "Dr. Yu, someone is holding a banner at the entrance of the hospital again. This time it is aimed at you."
"Look quickly..."
Yu Zhiming took the mobile phone handed over by Zhou Mo and saw a white banner with black text on the photo on the screen.
It read: "Yu Zhiming of Huashan Hospital has lost his conscience and conspired with others to defraud people out of poverty."
Yu Zhiming enlarged some pictures and saw that those holding the banner were the so-called "family members" of Geng Guowei yesterday.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yu Zhiming made a light cut, and then showed the photo on the phone screen to Qi Yue.
At the same time, he briefly talked about the video of the will and the fact that these people came to him yesterday.
Yu Zhiming sarcastically said: "I didn't expect this family to act so quickly. They blocked the entrance of the hospital this morning and held up banners."
Qi Yue said in a deep voice: "Zhi Ming, this kind of matter is related to reputation and must not be tolerated or compromised."
"Ask the medical department to call the police on your behalf. If you say you are spreading rumors and defamation, you will be held strictly accountable."
Yu Zhiming nodded and nodded.
Zhou Mo said with contempt: "This family is really just for money, they don't even give up their brains."
"They also don't think about it. Dr. Yu wants to make money. There are many ways and methods. It is easy to make millions in a day. How could he use such a dirty method."
"Doctor Yu, I'm going to ask the medical office to call the police..."
Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo left the director's office together.
When Zhou Mo called the medical office, he also received a call from Tang Jianxiong, the oncology department.
"Doctor Yu, I have great news for you. The body temperature of the terminal cancer patient finally dropped spontaneously."
"The body temperature has dropped from the previous forty degrees to around thirty-eight and a half degrees now. The dangerous inflammatory storm has been passed."
Although this news made Yu Zhiming happy, he still cautiously replied: "This is only the first day."
"You can't take it lightly."
"Three to five days later, patient Hezhang's physical signs were still stable, and he was considered to have passed the side effects of CAR-T treatment..."
After ending the call with Dr. Tang, Yu Zhiming went to the single ward No. 6 in the ward area and informed the Chinese father and son of the detected problems.
At the same time, Yu Zhiming suggested that they return to the United States for further examination and treatment.
Yu Zhiming advised again: "Don't make a hasty decision whether to return to the United States for treatment. You can consult more with your doctor friends in the United States and listen to their opinions..."
He returned to the big office and saw Ke Xixi again.
"What's the matter with you?"
Ke Xixi said with some embarrassment: "Doctor Yu, I heard that at Ning'an Hospital, there is a patient with a very similar condition to my father who is receiving your treatment?"
Yu Zhiming hummed.
Ke Xixi added: "If you don't mind, can I go to Ning'an Hospital to find out about the patient's condition?"
"Whatever you want!" Yu Zhiming replied casually.
Ke Xixi said uneasily: "Dr. Yu, if you think my proposal is a bit presumptuous, I won't go."
Seeing that this guy was at a loss, Yu Zhiming sighed softly.
"Ke Xixi, this is not a cold or fever. You took three days of medicine and it will be fine. I took three days of medicine and it should be about the same."
"Although your father's situation is very similar to that of my patient at Ning'an Hospital."
"But this does not mean that if he fails or succeeds, your father will also fail or succeed."
"Cancer treatment is a comprehensive and systematic process."
"Individual immunity, will to survive, speed of recovery from injuries, tolerance and efficacy of various drugs, toxic and side effects caused by treatment, various treatment conditions, etc., are different for everyone."
Ke Xixi said with a smile on her face: "Dr. Yu, I understand, that patient's condition is of little reference value."
"I'm just too nervous."
Yu Zhiming advised: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You have to understand that there are many things that you are powerless to do."
"I suggest you go for a few psychological consultations. It's not good to have too much tension and worry in your heart."
Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming remembered something.
Chi Yan, director of the psychiatry department, has been undergoing treatment for esophageal cancer for five or six months.
"Well, I just need to go to the psychiatry department to have a physical review with Dr. Chi, the director of the department."
