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Chapter 706 The more you look at it, the less it looks like it

Time flew by at 12 noon on Friday. After finishing his morning physical examination, Yu Zhiming had a luxurious family lunch in the big office.

Yu Zhiming followed Zhou Mo's previous approach and asked Aunt Qiu Lan to make more lunch at home, and then asked an errand boy to deliver the lunch to the hospital.

Although the cost is not low, it is still much cheaper than ordering luxury takeout from a restaurant.

And, more nutritious and healthy.

Zhou Mo tasted all four dishes and one soup, and said with approval: "My cooking skills are good, and they taste better than those made by my aunt."

Yu Zhiming said softly: "This is Guo Guo Xiang. Your aunt made it. You have eaten it too many times."

"Hey, operating room?"

Zhou Mo quickly replied seriously: "The logistics department replied that they can step up the arrangement and it can be used before next Monday."

Yu Zhiming said softly, and then heard Zhou Mo say again: "After the patient has completed the operation, he has to stay in the ward, right?"

"What's the layout of this ward?"

"Do you still need medical attention?"

"Doctor Yu, have you summoned the medical team members in advance?"

Yu Zhiming was a little bored.

This really affects the whole body, and there is a steady stream of things that follow.

He thought for a moment and said, "It's a puncture treatment, not a craniotomy. It's less invasive."

"I think if the patient is directly transferred to the neurosurgery hospital after the operation, there should be no big problem."

Yu Zhiming pondered again and said: "In order to avoid accidents during the operation, a neurosurgery expert must be present."

"Doctor You?" Zhou Mo asked after swallowing the food in his mouth!

Yu Zhiming thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Dr. You is very busy, so there is no need for such a small matter to take up his precious time."

"Just hire an older chief physician."

Neurosurgery generally lasts a long time and requires high precision in operations, which places high demands on the energy and physical strength of the surgeon.

Neurosurgeons over the age of fifty are generally unable to perform major surgeries as their energy and physical strength decline.

They spend more energy on training successors, and also perform some minor and medium-sized surgeries to maintain their skills.

Yu Zhiming should be prudent enough to invite such an experienced older chief physician to prevent accidents.

Zhou Mo took the initiative to invite Ying and said, "Doctor Yu, leave this matter to me. I will definitely invite you a neurosurgery expert who is strong, enthusiastic, and kind."

Yu Zhiming took a bite of steamed meat and fish and asked: "Why are you so proactive today?"

Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "As your personal assistant, when will I stop taking the initiative at work?"

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids but said nothing, acquiescing to let her handle the matter.

Just then, someone knocked on the door and entered.

Yu Zhiming saw that he knew the person coming. He was Shen He, the executive director of the Chen Ying Foundation.

She came to deliver a charity auction invitation to Yu Zhiming.

"Dr. Yu, the official start time of the auction is next Saturday at 7:30 pm."

Shen He introduced with a smile: "However, after three o'clock in the afternoon, distinguished guests can enter the venue to view various auction items."

"Dr. Yu, in this charity auction, in addition to receiving the ten physical examination quotas donated by you, we also received many donated fine products from other philanthropists."

"There are famous calligraphy and paintings, master crafts, jewelry, etc., and there is also an erhu carefully made by a master."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Director Shen, I will rush there as soon as possible. Maybe I can get a few of my favorite items."

Shen He smiled and said: "At that time, I will be at the venue to welcome you and your female companion..."

After seeing Shen He off, Yu Zhiming sat down and continued eating.

Zhou Mo looked through the invitation and asked, "Dr. Yu, after your charity fund has been approved, should we also hold a similar fundraising event?"

Yu Zhiming said casually: "Let's talk about it later, I don't have time to engage in these activities now..."

After lunch, Yu Zhiming closed his eyes at his workstation for more than ten minutes and then returned to work.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming completed the employee welfare physical examination of 100 people, and then started the physical examination of 20 people from the donation unit.

The first person who entered the examination room was a man in his forties, with sparse hair on his head and haggard spirit.

Yu Zhiming gave him a full body examination step by step, told him he had mild fatty liver, and let him go.

"Just mild fatty liver disease?"

The man looked doubtful and asked: "Doctor Yu, are there no problems with my heart and cerebral blood vessels?"

Yu Zhiming said frankly: "At your age, your cardiovascular and cerebrovascular vessels will definitely become narrower."

"In my investigation, the narrowest point of your main cardiovascular and cerebrovascular vessels is only 20 to 30 percent. This is a very healthy blood vessel for someone of your age."

"In other words, you are in pretty good health."

When the man heard this, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Doctor Yu, I know you have superb medical skills."

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just..."

He said with a worried look: "Some time ago, a classmate of mine who I often contacted died suddenly. He died in the study room in the middle of the night."

"Let's put it this way, I'm in a similar situation to him. We have a lot of work, a lot of pressure, and we often work overtime until late at night."

"During this period, I had high blood pressure, headaches, and a pinprick-like pain near my heart. I couldn't sleep well at night. It was similar to the situation before my classmate's sudden death."

"I'm so worried that one night I will die suddenly like that classmate."

"Doctor Yu, I have an elder and a younger one. Once I die, the family will collapse."

"Can you please check it more carefully for me?"

Yu Zhiming resisted the urge to roll his eyelids and said in a deep voice: "Although my inspection speed is not slow, I definitely don't do it perfunctorily, and there will be no major omissions or negligence."

"So, there is no need to do a second check on you."

"Also, your blood pressure is normal..."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but interrupt: "Dr. Yu, I bought a blood pressure monitor some time ago and measure my blood pressure every day. I know clearly that I have high blood pressure."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "For the accuracy of the test, I deliberately did not take antihypertensive medicine today. How could my blood pressure be normal?"

After a pause, he stretched out his arm again and said excitedly: "Doctor Yu, take a blood pressure monitor to measure it now to see if I have high blood pressure."

Yu Zhiming can keenly judge whether a person's blood pressure is high or not just by shaking hands.

Now, he has done a physical examination on this man. There is no possibility of making mistakes on whether his blood pressure is normal.

However, seeing the man's blushing and thick-necked expression questioning excitedly, Yu Zhiming had a new idea.

"Anxiety disorders can cause high blood pressure and can also cause corresponding physical symptoms."

"The sudden death of your classmate reminded you of yourself, so that some of the symptoms he had before his sudden death, such as high blood pressure, headaches, and needle-like pain near the heart, also appeared in you."

These words made the man a little confused.

"Dr. Yu, what do you mean?"

"To put it simply, you were frightened by your classmate's accident, which caused anxiety."

"I suggest you go to psychological counseling..."

After sending away the anxious man, Yu Zhiming's next physical examination went much more smoothly.

At least, it was never questioned again.

Among these people, except for one who was diagnosed with a benign meningioma the size of a quail egg that required regular review, Yu Zhiming was not diagnosed with any serious illness that required hospitalization.

At 6:10 in the evening, Yu Zhiming finished his scheduled physical examination and saw a woman with thinning gray hair sitting in a wheelchair being pushed into the examination room by a middle-aged man.

With just a simple glance, Yu Zhiming felt as if he had been shocked by electricity, and his whole body became energetic instantly.

He suddenly discovered that the facial features of the middle-aged man who pushed the woman in were 30% or 40% similar to Gu Qingran.

This made Yu Zhiming couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man.

He is six to seven centimeters shorter than Gu Qingran, his figure is also thinner, his expression is serious, and he looks seven or eight years older than Gu Qingran.

But the more Yu Zhiming looked at him, the more he looked like Gu Qingran, the more he resembled Gu Qingran, which was reduced to only two or three points.

It became one or two points again.

Although it looked more and more different, the similar feeling of that sudden glimpse just now made Yu Zhiming unforgettable for a long time.

Could this guy be the bloodline of his prospective father-in-law and the senior sister in the wheelchair?

"Doctor Yu? Doctor Yu?"

Facing the gentle shouts from the patient's family, Yu Zhiming restrained his messy thoughts.

This is no small matter.

Yu Zhiming didn't want his prospective father-in-law's family to be in an uproar, so he quickly rubbed his face to cover it up.

"It's been a day and I'm a little tired."

Yu Zhiming explained, and then said: "Lie on the examination bed, let me check first."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he gently picked up his mother in the wheelchair and placed her gently on the examination bed.

Yu Zhiming carefully conducted a full body examination on this woman in her sixties.

The test results were not too bad.

Endometrial cancer.

The tumor had metastasized to nearby ovaries, intestines, liver and lymph nodes.

Surgery is possible, but if you are old and weak, you may not be able to survive it.

This made the middle-aged man hesitate.

But the patient took the initiative and said: "Let's do surgery."

"If I can't survive it, then I'll go down to find your dad, so I don't have to drag you down."

"If I'm lucky enough to survive, I will live for a few more years. I hope to see Acheng graduate from college, get married and have children."

Seeing that the patients were determined, Yu Zhiming asked them to go to the oncology department for hospitalization.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and called Gu Changxuan.

"Uncle, that senior sister can be operated on, but she is old and weak, so I can't guarantee that she will survive."

"What did they decide?" Gu Changxuan asked on the phone.

"Decided to have surgery!"

Gu Changxuan said softly: "Since there is hope, let's try it. Even if we fail, it won't be a pity."

Yu Zhiming asked tentatively: "It was her son who accompanied her here for examination."

"Uncle, have you seen her son?"

Gu Changxuan replied: "I haven't met her, I just had a few phone calls about her mother."

"Is there something wrong with her son's health?"

Yu Zhiming quickly replied: "No problem, I didn't do a physical examination on her son, so I just asked casually."

"Uncle, that's it. All my family members from my hometown are here today. I need to go back early..."


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