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Chapter 666 Confession

Yu Zhiming brought Ke Xixi to the psychiatry department and found that Director Chi was receiving guests.

After confirming that Director Chi was receiving guests and not patients, Yu Zhiming and Ke Xixi sat down in the reception area outside Director Chi's office and waited patiently.

Director Chi's assistant served them hot tea and some pretty good-looking pastries.

After half a cup of tea, Director Chi personally escorted the guests out.

The guest was a well-dressed thirty-year-old Ms. Xu, who politely asked Director Chi to stay.

Yu Zhiming knows this guest.

And, the memory is profound.

It was the woman who, a few months ago, boldly offered to pay Yu Zhiming two million to implant a heart stent for her father.

A few days later, the old man suffered cardiac arrest and died.

It was Yu Zhiming who noticed something was wrong and promptly informed Wei Hao of the Municipal Bureau.

Sure enough, after an investigation, the police found that the old man was killed by his stepwife and young son.

At that time, the police also found out that the woman was dating her boyfriend out of town at the time and had no time to commit the crime...

The woman seemed to be aware of Yu Zhiming's gaze, looked at Yu Zhiming, nodded with a smile, and left.

"Dr. Yu, why did you come here specifically to see me?"

Yu Zhiming looked away from the leaving lady, looked at Director Chi, and then pointed at Ke Xixi beside him.

"Two things."

"First, this is Ke Xixi. Her father is in very poor health. I think she is too worried and worried and needs to be relieved."

Director Chi chuckled and said, "You are here just in time. We have built a new emotional outlet laboratory."

He looked at the assistant and ordered: "Take this Miss Ke to see the doctor and ask her to have a chat with Miss Ke."

After Ke Xixi left with the assistant, Yu Zhiming also followed Director Chi into his large, spacious and very comfortable office and treatment room.

"Director Chi, the lady who left just now is really your guest, not your patient?"

Director Chi replied: "I am a guest. I came here specifically to ask some questions about opening a personal psychological counseling studio."

What?

Psychological counseling studio?

Yu Zhiming was very surprised. If the soft couch hadn't been so comfortable, he might have jumped up.

Director Chi handed him a glass of water and joked: "What? You don't believe it?"

"Do you think that as a lady, it is enough for her to have good temperament and good looks, and she shouldn't be as talented and beautiful as you?"

"Let me tell you, she was a practicing psychological counselor at New York-Presbyterian Hospital in the United States. She is truly talented and knowledgeable."

"I returned to China the year before last because my father was in poor health, but my father passed away some time ago."

"She felt that Binhai was no worse than foreign metropolitan areas, so she wanted to open a psychological counseling clinic in Binhai."

At this moment, Yu Zhiming was completely shocked by the woman's professional psychological counselor.

This is a profession that can penetrate people's hearts.

But at that time, when she came to ask Yu Zhiming to perform a heart stent implantation operation on her father, her performance was not consistent with her career at all.

If an unusually high price is suddenly announced, anyone will be suspicious and afraid of getting into trouble.

Is she asking Yu Zhiming and Wang Chunyuan to refuse in disguise?

Perhaps this was her purpose, and thus attracted the attention of Yu Zhiming and others to this matter.

In fact, she did.

After Yu Zhiming learned that her father died of sudden cardiac arrest, she immediately contacted friends in the city bureau.

Yu Zhiming was flooded with thoughts for a while.

Also, it’s scary to think about it carefully.

"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu..."

Yu Zhiming recovered his thoughts and heard Director Chi say: "The second thing you came to see me for?"

"Oh, I'm just giving you a review!"

As he spoke, Yu Zhiming pulled out a new pair of surgical gloves from his pocket, put them on, and touched Director Chi's neck...

Three or four minutes later, Yu Zhiming withdrew his hand.

"No recurrence, no metastasis!"

Director Chi sat up from the sofa and chuckled: "Listening to what you said, I can feel at ease for more than half a year."

"Hey, it's rude to not reciprocate."

"Dr. Yu, tell me, did you have any psychological pressure during this past period?"

"Let's talk openly."

Yu Zhiming gave a slight sigh and said, "I'm doing very well. I don't have any psychological problems."

"Is that true?" Director Chi asked with a smile.

this……

Needless to say, Yu Zhiming really has a desire to talk.

He lay down on the soft couch and groaned comfortably.

"My family comes from a rural area, and I have four sisters. When I was a child, I was in poor health, and my family was poor, so we were in dire straits."

"So, my pursuit of money is quite persistent."

"But now..."

Yu Zhiming said with some distress: "It's too easy to make money. You can make 10,000 yuan by checking someone's health every three to five minutes."

"If you work harder, you can earn more than one million a day."

"For my current cancer treatment plan, if I ask for 100 million, someone will willingly give it to me."

"For wealthy people suffering from terminal cancer, they are willing to lose all their wealth in order to survive."

Yu Zhiming turned to look at Director Chi sitting next to him.

"Money comes easily, I have a house and a car, my parents and family are healthy, and my girlfriend is beautiful and she treats me well."

"I have everything I want, but suddenly I have no goals and no motivation."

"Director Chi, I'm afraid that I will suddenly lie down one day."

Director Chi stood up and said, "Wait for me first."

Yu Zhiming saw Director Chi outside the office and heard him explain to the assistant.

"I cram all my morning work schedule into the afternoon, as well as lunch, and order two VIP packages from the He family..."

Yu Zhiming pretended not to hear Director Chi's arrangement and watched him sit down on the sofa chair next to him again.

"Our happiness lies in the process of chasing."

"After a goal is achieved, in addition to the momentary excitement and satisfaction, it is normal to feel a sense of emptiness."

After a pause, Director Chi turned to ask: "Doctor Yu, can treating illnesses and saving lives still bring you happiness and satisfaction?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "Of course I can."

"Seeing difficult and complicated diseases being diagnosed, seeing patients out of danger, and facing the gratitude of patients' families, I still feel a sense of accomplishment and can experience the joy of practicing medicine."

Director Chi smiled softly and asked again: "Dr. Yu, I still don't know what made you embark on the path of medicine?"

"Based on your situation, it seems that when applying for college, you should choose some easier majors?"

Yu Zhiming replied thoughtfully: "My father was a rural barefoot doctor, which must have had a subtle influence on my current career."

"The biggest influence should be my own experience."

"Because of eye problems, my dad took me to several major hospitals in the provincial capital and the capital to see me."

"But every experience is not so smooth."

Yu Zhiming said slowly while recalling: "I remember clearly that I once went to a large hospital in the provincial capital."

"My dad took me and set off before dawn."

"It took us more than three hours to get to the hospital in the provincial capital, and then we waited in line for more than two hours."

"The so-called expert only looked at my medical records twice before ordering us to do various examinations."

"My dad asked a few more questions and was driven out impatiently."

Yu Zhiming was silent for a moment and said: "Those inspections were not done because we didn't have that much money at that time."

"It took so much hard work and a lot of money. I met with the expert doctor for at most two or three minutes."

"The most important thing is that nothing has been solved."

Yu Zhiming exhaled softly and said: "At that time, I thought that I must be rich in the future."

"Also, if I become a doctor in the future, I will never let patients go to the hospital in vain and come back disappointed."

Yu Zhiming smiled bitterly again and said: "Director Chi, I feel that I have become the kind of doctor I once hated."

"I don't like people asking."

"Also, it doesn't matter if you don't have money. It's really not easy for ordinary people to seek medical treatment from me."

Director Chi said softly: "Dr. Yu, you have accomplished the most important thing. Whether it is because of money or connections, you have never disappointed the patients who came to you."

After a pause, he added: "Patients who have money and connections are also patients, and Dr. Yu, you are a scarce resource."

"Your current situation belongs to what the economist calls the optimal allocation of resources under market regulation."

Director Chi persuaded again: "Rich patients are also patients and they also need our treatment."

"Furthermore, if the medical discoveries and medical research results you make when treating wealthy patients are promoted, it will definitely be ordinary public patients who will benefit."

After a pause, Director Chi joked again: "Dr. Yu, if you feel that you make too much money and have nowhere to spend it, or you feel uneasy because you have too much money, you can donate some to our department."

Yu Zhiming curled his lips and said, "Is your psychiatric department still short of money?"

"The people who come to you for psychological consultation are basically rich people. Those who have no money are running for their livelihoods and will not think wildly and make themselves insane."

Director Chi laughed and said: "Dr. Yu, according to your opinion, is your current distress caused by too much money and too much time?"

Yu Zhiming was startled for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's true. Wealth comes too much too quickly and easily. I feel like I can't control it anymore, and I'm not that motivated anymore."

Director Chi said in a deep voice: "Dr. Yu, I can imagine that in the past many years, you have passed through strict self-requirements and self-motivation."

"That kind of lifestyle has made you who you are today."

"Now that your wealth goal has been achieved, and you have a beautiful woman and family by your side, you can relax and enjoy yourself for a while, but the habits and ideas formed in the past have made you feel guilty again."

"I think you should continue to work tirelessly to improve."

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but said: "Director Chi, what you said makes sense. This seems to be the case."

Director Chi said: "There is no contradiction at all between working hard and enjoying life. Whether to treat rich people or ordinary people, there is no need to worry and weigh."

"The most important thing is that you can get happiness and satisfaction from treating diseases and saving people..."

At nearly 12:40 noon, after eating and drinking, Yu Zhiming said goodbye to Director Chi and left the psychiatric department.

In the past two hours or so, he and Director Chi had a lot of back and forth conversations.

Now that I think about it, it was basically all his rambling talk, with Director Chi occasionally chiming in with a few comments.

Thinking about it more carefully, what Director Chi said was not some enlightening and mind-clearing words, but just a few words that I liked to hear, following his words.

However, now Yu Zhiming feels relaxed physically and mentally, as if he has taken off his heavy winter clothes.

"This kind of psychological counseling can still be of some use."

Yu Zhiming muttered something and decided to come over and talk to Director Chi when he was not in a good mood in the future.

Take a bite of his delicious food.

To be honest, Yu Zhiming was very satisfied with the takeaway lunch that Director Chi invited.

On the way back to the central building, Yu Zhiming did not forget to have a phone call with Wei Hao from the city bureau and told him his suspicions about the psychological counselor...

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