Yu Zhiming invited Binhai TV host Peng Pei and the female director of the foundation into the office.
Yu Zhiming didn't have time to invite them to sit down and have tea and chat.
While he was making preparations for the physical examination, he urged: "If you have anything to do, please just tell me."
"As you can see, there are already many people waiting in line outside."
The elegant and beautiful female director of the foundation laughed lightly and said: "A doctor at the Mayo Clinic saw seven patients one day and complained that he was too tired."
"Many patients in the country complain that doctors are perfunctory and not fulfilling their responsibilities, but they don't think about how many patients doctors have to treat in a day."
"Only a talented doctor like you, Dr. Yu, can achieve the unity of quality and quantity."
Yu Zhiming looked at the female director and said: "The national conditions of the two countries are different, so it is difficult to compare. As far as I know, most doctors in the United States also work very hard."
"Actually, being a doctor in any country is not an easy profession."
He urged again: "Let's just talk about it directly."
The female director smiled coquettishly and continued: "Dr. Yu, I am He Shan, the executive director of the Home Protection Charitable Foundation."
"In half a month, that is, on the evening of next Saturday, our foundation will hold a charity dinner, and we invite Dr. Yu to take your time to attend."
As she spoke, He Shan took out an invitation and a brochure from her bag and handed them over.
Next Saturday?
Yu Zhiming thought about possible work arrangements at that time, but did not accept the invitation or brochure from the other party.
"Next Saturday?"
"Ms. He, I can only say I'm sorry. If nothing special happens at that time, I will rush back to my hometown to participate in an important event held in the county."
He Shan placed the invitation and brochure on Yu Zhiming's desk and chuckled: "Dr. Yu, you are busy with work and have a tight schedule. I understand very well."
After a pause, she met Yu Zhiming's gaze with a sad expression and said, "Dr. Yu, you must know a lot about how seriously the earth's environment is being damaged today."
"More and more wild animals and plants are becoming endangered, and there is an urgent need to protect their last living places."
"But there is a huge gap in funding..."
Yu Zhiming interrupted: "Ms. He, do you know how many patients have to go home and wait to die because they have no money for treatment?"
"very many."
"I am a doctor, and my duty is to treat illnesses and save people."
“To me, endangered wildlife is so far away, but patients in difficult situations are so close and everywhere.”
"I can only stay close to you, not far away."
Yu Zhiming looked at Peng Pei on the side and asked: "President Peng, what can I do for you?"
Peng Pei said with a smile on his face: "I don't have anything specific to do. I just want to accompany Director He here and get a closer look at Dr. Yu's work."
At this moment, Zhou Mo pushed the door open and reported seriously: "Doctor Yu, the examination room is ready."
Yu Zhiming took the opportunity to rush out and said: "Ms. He, Director Peng, that's it for today, I'm going to start working."
Yu Zhiming also told the truth, leaving the two of them behind, went to the soundproof examination room next door, and started the physical examination.
By 11:20 in the morning, Yu Zhiming had completed the physical examination of 20 people from the donation unit, plus 30 people from the hospital, for a total of 50 people.
Later, Yu Zhiming didn't rest and came to the examination room diagonally opposite for Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and others.
Doctor Qin, Zhou Luo and others were all there, and Duan Yi was holding a stethoscope to perform a percussion examination on the abdomen of a middle-aged man on the examination bed.
"The diagnosis hasn't been completed yet?"
Following Yu Zhiming's words, except for Dr. Qin Qiushi, Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi all stood upright, looking like good students.
Zhou Luo replied: "Doctor Yu, we have finished the diagnosis, and there are many differences between the diagnosis results and your diagnosis."
"We are reviewing it to find out where we made the mistake."
Yu Zhiming said oh and said to the middle-aged man who stood up and sat on the examination bed: "Mr. Chen, thank you for your support. You can leave now."
He added: "When I went to the Liver Disease Research Center, just give me my name. I've already said hello there."
Mr. Chen thanked him politely, said goodbye and left.
Yu Zhiming looked at Zhou Luo and others and said, "Mr. Chen's liver condition is relatively simple, with liver cysts and alcoholic liver disease..."
At this time, Yu Zhiming saw Duan Yi raise her little hand.
"What's your business?"
Duan Yi put down her hand and replied: "Dr. Yu, can I record it? It involves sound recognition, which is difficult to record on paper."
Yu Zhiming nodded in agreement.
The next moment, he saw everyone, including Dr. Qin, take out a recording pen of different models.
Yu Zhiming didn't pay attention, and went on to explain the subtle discrimination of liver percussion sounds.
The liver is a solid organ that does not contain gas, so the normal percussion of the liver is a solid sound.
For most doctors, the so-called liver percussion is to identify the upper and lower boundaries of the liver.
They percuss the normal position of the liver with a certain intensity, and based on the voiceless or dull sound produced, determine the size of the liver and whether there are hepatomegaly and other lesions in the liver.
For Yu Zhiming, this is too childish.
When a person's liver has lesions such as hepatic cysts, fatty liver, cirrhosis, etc., the sound of percussion is also very different.
Yu Zhiming used foley or vivid metaphors to describe to Zhou Luo and others the specific differences in liver solid sounds after different liver lesions occur.
Of course, what Yu Zhiming told them was the characteristics of solid sounds when several typical liver lesions develop to the middle and late stages.
As for the characteristics of liver solid sounds in early stages of disease, Yu Zhiming did not talk about it at all.
This is not because he is worried about teaching his apprentices and starving his masters, and wants to save a hand. The difference is actually too subtle, and many contents can only be understood, not explained.
To be honest, it was difficult for him, and it was also difficult for Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and others.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Near twelve o'clock, Zhou Mo came in and told Yu Zhiming that lunch had been delivered.
Yu Zhiming just waved his hand, ended the class, and returned to the soundproof office with Zhou Mo.
As for Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, and Duan Yi, they returned to the big office to discuss.
Zhou Luo suggested: "Strike while the iron is hot, first go to the Department of Gastroenterology to find liver disease patients and practice to deepen your memory?"
Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi unanimously agreed.
Shen Qi took out a few more paper packages from the large refrigerator and threw them to Zhou Luo, Sui Chi and Duan Yi respectively.
"I took this situation into consideration and prepared lunch in advance, a pancake with braised beef, to eat on the road..."
In the soundproof office, Yu Zhiming looked at the four dishes and one soup placed on the coffee table.
Steamed green grouper, black pepper steak, sliced winter bamboo shoots, cabbage rolls stuffed with meat, and the soup is papaya stewed with snow clam.
The staple food is fried rice with ham, shrimp and egg.
Yu Zhiming was quite satisfied with today's lunch and said: "Zhou Mo, although you only prepare one meal a week on Friday, you don't have to be so meticulous. Just make it homely."
Zhou Mo chuckled and said: "Today is the first time to prepare. I must pay more attention to it, and I will be more at home in the future."
In fact, she was also doubtful.
Before coming, Zhou Mo and his aunt at home told him that this lunch should be larger, with more meat, and home-cooked food.
But the large blue spots weighing one pound and costing hundreds of dollars a piece are obviously not a home-cooked dish.
Steak, which is about two centimeters thick, is not something you eat often.
Zhou Mo finished lunch in a depressed manner, put away the tableware and coffee table, and placed tea sets on the coffee table.
After a while, the office was expecting a visit from Dr. Feng Haiqing, the hospital's highest-paid doctor.
Feng Haiqing, fifty-six years old, is a senior chief physician in the Department of Medical Oncology. He has outstanding scientific research capabilities and has won awards from provincial, municipal and national ministries and commissions for more than ten scientific research achievements. He is the most promising candidate to be selected as a medical bachelor by Huashan Hospital.
While Yu Zhiming looked at this middle-aged doctor Feng, who relied on local support from the central government to keep his head from shining, he took the initiative to greet him.
"Dr. Feng, welcome! Welcome!"
Yu Zhiming lowered his posture and apologized: "I should have come to ask for advice, but instead I asked my seniors to come here after all the hard work."
Dr. Feng shook Yu Zhiming's hand and said with a smile on his face: "Dr. Yu, everyone knows how busy you are. I happen to walk a hundred steps after dinner and live to be ninety-nine."
Next, the two of them sat on the sofa in the reception area respectively, and Zhou Mo was busy making tea.
Dr. Feng looked around the office and then looked at the large high-definition screen decorated as a window.
"Although it is a basement, the air is fresh and refreshing. It is more comfortable and pleasant than an office on the ground."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "It is mainly the result of the hard work of the hospital leaders and the logistics department. I just sit back and enjoy the results."
Seeing that the tea soup was almost full, Zhou Mo picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Dr. Feng and Yu Zhiming each.
Dr. Feng picked up the teacup, smelled it, nodded slightly and said: "Top-grade Dahongpao, good tea."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "I'm not particular about tea. I got this tea from the teacher upstairs."
Doctor Feng took a sip of tea and put down the cup.
"I am very envious of Director Qi for having a genius like you, Dr. Yu, as my student."
He met Yu Zhiming's gaze and said, "Dr. Yu, your time is precious. I'm also working, so I'll tell you what's wrong."
"Dr. Yu, I'm here to cooperate with you."
Yu Zhiming said: "Doctor Feng, please elaborate."
Dr. Feng said solemnly: "Doctor Yu, although there is not much experimental data on your treatment plan for late-stage cancer, the effect is outstanding and it is already certain and certain."
"The key to this treatment plan is to remove all the solid cancers through Dr. Yu's exploration."
"Dr. Yu, I would like to ask, are you willing to be trapped in one cancer removal operation after another for the rest of your life?"
"Are you willing to promote this cancer treatment program so that more patients with advanced cancer can benefit?"
These two questions from Dr. Feng hit exactly Yu Zhiming's concerns.
This treatment plan is limited by Yu Zhiming's unique ability to detect cancer and cannot be promoted.
Yu Zhiming really doesn’t want to do the same job over and over again for the rest of his life.
He pondered and asked: "Doctor Feng, you came here specifically to see me. Do you have a solution?"
