At nearly 9:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming walked out of the operating room of the fourth German cancer patient and completed his full day's work.
Later, he was exhausted and was driven out of Ning'an Hospital by Qing Ning in a bed truck.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Yu Zhiming looked at the food in the insulated lunch box, including the lion's head, braised meat with pickles and vegetables, and fish porridge prepared by Qing Ning.
He could feel that his stomach was empty, but looking at these meals, he didn't feel much hunger or appetite.
This is a very rare situation for Yu Zhiming.
Too tired?
Or are you too hungry?
He sipped the fish porridge in small sips, trying hard to fill his stomach and regain his appetite.
"Zhiming, not many people watched the video of Xu An's father accusing you."
"Regarding Gao Yun, my brother said that he is sure to have gone to Quanzhou in Fujian Province and has sent people to search for him."
Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "If you find it, just pay attention to it and don't disturb her work and life."
To be honest, not long after that incident, Yu Zhiming's development has gone smoothly again.
The hatred towards Gao Yun is no longer that strong.
If he hadn't been worried about Xu An's father's follow-up actions, Yu Zhiming probably wouldn't have thought of Gao Yun again.
Qing Ning drove the car and introduced: "Momo said that the logistics office has installed wall folding stools in the corridor. A total of forty-two of them have been installed."
"Some of them are installed in the stairwell."
"Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi and the others have been working non-stop in the office all day."
"Dr. Qin from Union Hospital also came. He just arranged his desk, met everyone and then left."
"The oncology department sent a message saying that they will start CAR-T treatment for the seven cancer trial patients tomorrow..."
Qing Ning reported the information she received one by one, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Yu Zhiming was still drinking porridge in a formal manner.
Each bite is more like savoring.
This is very different from the way Yu Zhiming used to eat big food and taste delicious food.
"Zhi Ming, isn't it to your liking?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "It's okay, I'm just a little tired and don't have much appetite for food."
Qing Ning said with a distressed look on her face: "I've been busy every day for the past week, and today I had a lot of surgeries when I could have had a rest."
"When I get home, I'll give you a massage..."
After Yu Zhiming finished his fish porridge, he ate two lion heads, three pieces of pork belly, and half a portion of rice. He couldn't eat anymore.
He leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and rested...
It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening when the two of them returned to their residence in Junshan Mansion.
Yu Zhiming took a shower and came out of the bathroom. He saw Qing Ning in pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the bed and studying the plum vase.
This plum vase made Yu Zhiming feel a lot more energetic.
"Qing Ning, bring me my surgery box. Let's open it and see what's in the bottom of the bottle."
Qing Ning first stood up excitedly and then sat down.
"It's already so late, so let's rest first. It won't be too late to open it again in a day or two."
Yu Zhiming went to the cupboard and took out the heavy surgical box.
"I've been itching in my heart. Please open it early and have a good morning."
When Qing Ning heard this, she stopped trying to persuade her. She put the plum bottle on the desk and spread a few pieces of paper on the desk.
Yu Zhiming opened the surgical box, took out surgical needle-nose forceps, toothed surgical forceps and other instruments, and started tinkering with them.
The removal of the curium nails was much easier than Yu Zhiming originally thought.
Maybe it had been corroded for too long, so he just pulled it with a little force with the needle-nose pliers, and the nail broke off in the middle.
After destroying more than a dozen nails one by one, Yu Zhiming gently tapped the bottom of the bottle with a small hammer.
The next moment, the bottom of the bottle fell apart from the original cracks, revealing a discolored and moldy oil paper bag.
Qing Ning's eyes were bright and she reached out anxiously to take it, but Yu Zhiming tapped the back of her hand with a hammer.
"Put on your gloves."
Qing Ning smiled and took the medical gloves and put them on, and slowly opened the oil paper bag with Yu Zhiming.
After peeling off a layer of oil paper, a piece of gold was revealed in front of their eyes. They were six golden coins with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside.
In addition, there is also an oil paper bag.
"Hey, where are the gold coins?"
Qing Ning picked up one, weighed it, and roared: "The portion is very large, it must be pure gold."
"Zhi Ming, which dynasty is it from?"
Yu Zhiming also picked up a gold coin and looked at it. It was about 3.5 centimeters in diameter and weighed about thirty grams.
There are two traditional Chinese characters for "Jinbao" printed on one side.
Printed on the other side is, "Taiping...tian...guo".
Qing Ning said with a smile: "In the Ming Dynasty, I got rich, got rich. I know that there were very few coins handed down during that period, and their value was quite high in the ancient coin market."
"Especially gold coins, they are even more rare."
"This gold coin can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands."
Yu Zhiming smiled happily, put down the gold coins, and picked up another oil paper bag in the oil paper bag.
"Come, let's go together."
He and Qing Ning opened the oil paper package in a ceremonial manner, and were surprised to find a rice paper painting folded together.
The two unfolded it carefully and found a landscape painting about one and a half feet wide and three feet high.
There are mountains, water, and a fisherman on the screen.
They all looked at the signature and seal.
"Tang...Yin?!"
"Ah ah ah, husband, here is the authentic work of Tang Bohu."
Qing Ning excitedly grabbed Yu Zhiming's arm, jumped up and down, and roared: "This is an authentic work. This is a treasure that can be regarded as a family heirloom."
"Husband, this is a blessing from heaven, haha..."
Yu Zhiming was also very happy. He never thought that there would be such a precious thing in the mezzanine of the plum vase.
The two danced together for a while, releasing some excitement before calming down.
At this moment, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It was a call from Director Yang Mai of the Medical Department.
Yu Zhiming answered the phone immediately and asked straight to the point: "Director Yang, what's the matter?"
Yang Mai's voice rang from the phone, "Doctor Yu, I'm really sorry for disturbing your rest."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It's like this, Vice President Liu's little grandson, eight months old, started crying and coughing in the evening."
"The hospital's pediatrician initially thought that a foreign object had been inhaled into the trachea, but after some inspection, no foreign matter was found."
"Now the child is still crying and coughing, and has started to cough up blood. The parents of the child and Vice President Liu are very worried."
"But doctors still can't find the cause."
The next moment, Yang Mai said helplessly: "Vice President Liu really has no choice but to ask me to contact you."
"Dr. Yu, look?"
Yu Zhiming and Vice President Liu have never dealt with him very much, but the eight-month-old child is innocent.
For such a large baby, prolonged crying and coughing will have a great impact on the body and may have fatal consequences.
Yu Zhiming didn't think much and replied directly: "Director Yang, I will rush to the hospital right away."
"Hey, no need!"
Yang Mai hurriedly replied during the call: "Doctor Yu, you don't have to rush over, they will send the child there."
"You still have a busy day of work tomorrow. It's so late at night. How can I make you work so hard running back and forth?"
To be honest, Yu Zhiming was really too lazy to move now, so he just agreed.
Just wait for them to come at home.
A moment later, Yang Mai's voice came from the mobile phone again, "Dr. Yu, the medical incident of death during intestinal necrosis surgery in Hangcheng has been resolved."
"this matter……"
Yu Zhiming replied: "I already know."
He then said knowingly: "Director Yang, don't worry, since they have reconciled, I won't talk nonsense."
"How should I put it, I am also a doctor, and I don't want to see the careers of so many doctors affected."
Yang Mai chuckled and said, "That's the truth. Doctors all over the world belong to the same family. Doctor Yu, what I want to say is another thing."
He didn't wait for Yu Zhiming to ask, and said: "There is another party involved in that matter, the seventh-year medical student from Binzhou University School of Medicine."
"According to his own confession, the patient suffered a cardiac arrest during the operation, his whole body went numb, and his head went blank."
"Afterwards, he kept blaming himself, thinking that he had improperly performed the surgery and killed the patient."
Yu Zhiming replied: "According to the analysis by Dr. Cui Zhitan and I, the main reason is that the anesthetic block is imperfect. Although the anesthetic suppressed the pain, it failed to eliminate the intestinal stretch reflex, thus activating the cardiac inhibitory center."
Yang Mai sighed softly: "The problem is that now he doesn't believe the medical evaluation results or your conclusions, so he thinks it is his own responsibility."
"This is the result of overthrowing the hope and encouraging the patient's death. We cannot face the patient's death objectively."
"In view of his illegal behavior, the hospital gave him probation. It was good for him and he directly submitted his application for withdrawal."
Hearing this, Yu Zhiming frowned and asked: "Director Yang, you don't want me to persuade you, do you?"
"I won't persuade anyone."
Yang Mai said sarcastically during the call: "That kid's academic performance is very good. It's not easy to train a doctor. He will graduate in a year and a half."
"Doctor Yu, without your persuasion, I just want to arrange for him to join your center as an intern for a period of time to change his mood."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and said: "There is no problem with the internship, just don't let him disturb me..."
After waiting at home for more than half an hour, Yu Zhiming finally waited for Vice President Liu's grandson.
Not only that, but there were also Vice President Liu, his son and daughter-in-law, a chief physician in the Department of Pediatrics, and two nurses.
They also brought two medicine boxes, as well as examination and treatment equipment for children under one year old.
With this posture, Yu Zhiming felt that it was more than enough to open a pediatric clinic.
As for the eight-month-old child, his little face was wrinkled in discomfort and his body was twitching, but he didn't cry.
Apparently he didn't have the strength to cry anymore.
In order to save time, Yu Zhiming took the child directly to the soundproof bedroom for examination.
During the examination, he found that the child had developed laryngeal edema and bleeding in the laryngeal mucosa.
Damage also occurred to the bronchi and lungs.
There is something wrong with my little heart.
After further detailed inspection, Yu Zhiming quickly discovered the problem.
In full view of everyone, he used a pair of slender crank pliers to remove a nearly one centimeter long, transparent fish bone as thin as a human hair from the lower part of the child's throat.
Seeing the culprit, the child's father looked angry and raised his hand to give his wife beside him a loud slap.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Yu Zhiming stared at the child's father's right shoulder.
