Today's breast cancer screening for fifty women in the very early cancer project has been advanced to 3 p.m.
The main reason is that Yu Zhiming has to rush to Ning'an Hospital to participate in the cancerous tissue removal surgery of Zhao Hui and Yu Jiana.
Even after adjusting his work schedule, Yu Zhiming left Huashan Hospital by car at 4:20 p.m. He hurriedly hurriedly arrived at Ning'an Hospital after six o'clock.
Yu Zhiming didn't have time to rest or eat, so he changed clothes, disinfected his hands, put on surgical gown, and entered the operating room where Zhao Hui was.
He also finally met Dr. Wang Sen, a specialist in hepatobiliary surgery at the Affiliated Hospital of Jiaotong University, whom he met because of the conflict between his two children.
However, because of his surgical attire, Yu Zhiming could only see his thick eyebrows and big eyes, as well as his sturdy figure of about 1.75 meters.
For Yu Zhiming, recognizing people is mainly based on their voices, and their specific appearance is secondary.
After a few polite exchanges with Wang Sen, Yu Zhiming got into working mode.
What Yu Zhiming has to do is to carefully go through the organs with his own hands, and then mark the boundaries of the cancerous tissue that needs to be removed.
It was the first time for Wang Sen to work with Yu Zhiming, who had become famous. He was particularly interested in Yu Zhiming's working style and observed it very carefully.
But after a while, he quietly moved away from Yu Zhiming.
Just because this guy gave people the impression of being too evil and perverted, Wang Sen couldn't help but think of a famous film and television character, Hannibal.
I saw Yu Zhiming holding a piece of liver with both hands, rubbing it gently like a lover's body, treating it gently.
What's even more terrifying is Yu Zhiming's expression.
He raised his head slightly and closed his eyes slightly.
Even with the mask on, Wang Sen could imagine that Yu Zhiming must have an intoxicated look on his face at this moment, as if he was kneading the most delicious and precious delicacies in the world.
Perhaps, this means that if you don’t go crazy, you won’t succeed?!
This also proves the saying, geniuses are all madmen!
Wang Sen secretly decided to either keep a respectful distance from Yu Zhiming or make friends with him, but he just couldn't offend him...
An hour and a half later, Yu Zhiming left the operating room. After cleaning up and busy, he entered Yu Jiana's operating room without stopping.
What surprised Yu Zhiming was that Yu Jiana had not been anesthetized and the operation had not started yet.
"Not suitable for surgery? Or has the patient changed his mind?" Yu Zhiming looked at the anesthesiologist doubtfully.
"Dr. Yu, I asked you to do the surgery before seeing you."
It was Yu Jiana who responded. She met Yu Zhiming's gaze and asked: "My husband..."
Yu Zhiming simply replied: "Under the operation."
"The people who performed the surgery on him were all top surgical experts, so the possibility of problems during the operation was relatively small. His challenge was postoperative recovery, and the life-or-death issue was CAR-T treatment."
"As for yourself, Ms. Yu..."
Yu Zhiming said matter-of-factly: "Your surgery, postoperative recovery, and CAR-T treatment are all life and death."
"It's still too late for you to give up now."
Yu Jiana said softly: "Giving up now will only mean lingering in pain for a few more months."
"If you can't survive it, you'll be relieved. It's over once and for all."
"Doctor Yu, you can start now." Yu Jiana slowly closed her eyes.
Seeing this, Yu Zhiming nodded to the anesthesiologist who looked over to ask, and the other person immediately put an anesthesia mask on Yu Jiana's mouth and nose...
Because of Yu Jiana's inexplicable delay, Yu Zhiming stayed in the operating room for half an hour longer than originally planned before coming out.
At this time, it was nearly ten o'clock in the evening.
In the family waiting area, Yu Zhiming first briefly responded to several concerns of the patient's family members, and then walked towards Gu Qingran and Zhou Mo who were waiting aside.
Gu Qingran took a step forward and said, "Zhiming, dinner is ready. Go to my office."
Yu Zhiming looked at Zhou Mo and asked, "Have you had dinner?"
Zhou Mo nodded and replied, "I ate at Xiang Wan's canteen around 6:30 in the evening."
Yu Zhiming turned his attention to Gu Qingran again and said, "It's getting late, so I won't go to the office to eat. I can just grab some food and I'll eat on the way."
Gu Qingran thought of this time and tomorrow's work, so he stopped trying to persuade her.
"Zhiming, do you want to go and have a look at Meng Fan's place?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "He is so burned right now that I can't help him. It doesn't make any difference whether he looks at it or not, so I won't go after the useless existence..."
A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming took a few meals packed in take-out boxes from Tangzhi, got into the back seat of the bed cart, and left Ning'an Hospital.
After the car drove smoothly, Yu Zhiming opened the food boxes one by one and started eating.
Ten or twenty minutes later, Yu Zhiming, who was carrying out the CD operation, received a call from Qing Ning.
"Zhi Ming, how long will it take to come back?"
"About an hour. Qing Ning, don't wait for me. I've already had dinner. I'll go back and wash up before going to bed."
Qing Ning said softly and said, "Brother Jiang downstairs is waiting for you at home. His test results are out."
"Say yes, melanoma."
It turned out to be another case of melanoma, and it was melanoma that ran into the eyes.
Yu Zhiming always felt that these difficult diseases and various strange cases were always related to him.
Qing Ning's voice continued, "The doctor's treatment advice is to remove the left eyeball."
At this time, Jiang Feng's voice came out from the phone.
"Dr. Yu, I'm sorry to bother you and your family so late. It's just, it's just, it's just that removing the eyeball is really hard for me to accept."
"Doctor Yu, do you have any better treatment suggestions?"
this……
Yu Zhiming really didn’t.
He said frankly: "Mr. Jiang, compared with finding and solving problems, I am not good at it yet."
"Especially in the area of eyes."
"Well, I can introduce you to an ophthalmologist and oncologist and give you a consultation..."
After Yu Zhiming finished solving Jiang Feng's problem and was about to hang up the phone, another miserable voice came from the phone.
"Uncle, I'm heartbroken and feel so sad."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and asked, "Is there a showdown?"
"Well, Yiyi came to see me again in the evening and talked about the treatment fee. He said that the other party was just an ordinary family and could not afford the three million treatment fee."
"I asked her if she knew that the so-called ordinary family she said needed to pay her mother a million in introduction fees?"
While Yu Zhiming was eating the food, he listened to Xiaobo's sad story on the phone.
"She said she didn't know. Her mother only told her that the family was her mother's best friends."
"Yi Yi called and asked her mother. Although her mother was vague and did not admit it directly, it was considered a disguised admission."
"Then, Yi Yi and I had a deep talk."
"Yi Yi said that although she couldn't stand this kind of behavior, after all, she was the biological mother who gave birth to her and raised her, so she had to recognize it."
"In this case, Yiyi and I have no choice but to break up."
After a pause, Xiaobo's pitiful voice came over again, "Uncle, I feel a little pain in my heart, and there is an indescribable discomfort."
This sound and repeated words gave Yu Zhiming goosebumps.
He chuckled and said, "Xiao Bo, I have the means to cure your heartache and discomfort."
"Hey, your mother hasn't gone to bed yet, right?"
"No, grandpa, grandma, my mother, Xiaoxue and the others are not asleep yet. They are all talking in the living room."
Yu Zhiming ordered: "Give the phone to your mother..."
A minute or two later, Yu Zhaoxia's voice came from the phone, "Lao Wu, are you tired?"
"It's okay, not too tired."
"Sister, about Xiaobo..."
Yu Zhaoxia interrupted during the call: "Lao Wu, don't worry about him at all. My parents, Qing Ning, Xiaoxue, and I are all comforting him, and this kid is getting more and more excited."
After a pause, Yu Zhaoxia lowered her voice again.
"Lao Wu, to be honest, I'm quite happy that the two of them broke up. They are not the same people at all, and they can't live in the same family."
"Lao Wu, after a while, you will introduce him to a young nurse who is down-to-earth and can live a good life."
Yu Zhiming hummed, and then said: "Sister, Xiaobo just said that he felt a little heartbroken and uncomfortable!"
"Ah, is it serious? Lao Wu, do you want to send him to the hospital?" Yu Zhaoxia's voice was full of worry.
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "No need to send me to the hospital."
"Sister, his condition is easy to treat. Just use a hanger to prop him up and give him a good beating."
"This is called pain transfer method."
Hearing this, Yu Zhaoxia, who was on the other end of the phone, also understood and said with murderous intent: "Lao Wu, don't tell me, looking at Xiaobo's bad behavior now, I really feel itchy."
"Lao Wu, please pay attention to safety on the road. I'm going to treat the bastard's heartache right now..."
As he approached the Junshanfu community, Yu Zhiming looked through the car window and was a little surprised to see a fat man running in front of him crying on the sidewalk. Behind him, there was a thin woman holding a branch and twitching her legs from time to time.
"Forcing you to exercise and lose weight in this way at such a late hour is definitely something done by your own mother."
Zhou Mo, who was driving, took a look and said, "In our community, she has been forcing her son to exercise to lose weight since New Year's Day."
"At present, the effect is not great."
Yu Zhiming clicked his tongue and said, "Her son didn't grow so fat in a day. What did he do earlier?"
Zhou Mo replied: "Her husband is also fat. I heard that he had a myocardial infarction before New Year's Day and almost died. I guess he was stimulated and made up his mind to force his son to lose weight..."
At nearly half past eleven, Yu Zhiming returned home to Junshan Mansion.
The night light in the living room was still on, and Yu Zhiming could clearly hear a few breathing sounds.
The breathing sound coming from the sofa in the living room was obviously much heavier.
"No need to pretend to be asleep, get up."
Yu Zhiming's voice fell, and a figure stood up from the sofa in the living room and came to Yu Zhiming angrily.
Not only that, this guy also rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas on both arms.
"Uncle, look, look, there are red marks. Doesn't your heart hurt?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Of course I won't feel pain anymore. Does your heart still hurt now?"
"It hurts even more!" Fu Xiaobo scratched his chest with an unbearable exaggerated expression.
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "Then I will prescribe you another medicine. Are the clients with six villas real?"
Fu Xiaobo immediately bent down and said with a smile on his face: "Uncle, there are real people out there. I exaggerated the number of villas, there are only three."
He took Yu Zhiming's briefcase awkwardly, "Uncle, are you tired?"
"Let me help you go upstairs, nephew..."
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