Yu Zhiming made a detailed examination of Dr. Bierman's chest and abdominal organs, marked the cancerous parts that needed to be removed, and left the operating area at 10:20 in the morning.
He glanced at Qing Ning waiting outside, but his lips were pursed and his expression was tense, looking like I was very angry.
"Did you have a fight with your brother?"
Qing Ning shook her head and said firmly: "Let's go to Ye's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. It's getting late."
Yu Zhiming said oh and reached out to hold Qing Ning's little hand.
Didn't dodge, held it smoothly.
Yu Zhiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, okay okay, it wasn't him who unknowingly made Qing Ning angry.
The two of them walked a few steps when they were suddenly stopped by Feng Haiqing, who was rushing over quickly.
"Dr. Yu, I wonder if you have made a decision about my proposal at noon yesterday?"
Yu Zhiming met Doctor Feng's gaze and said, "Dr. Feng, I have carefully considered your invitation."
"It's just that I have a lot of work now, and I have a long-term project on very early stage cancer, and I am in the stage of learning and accumulation. I really don't have the time and energy to take on new scientific research projects."
"Doctor Feng, I can only say I'm sorry."
The expression on Feng Haiqing's face changed several times, and he showed a smile again. He said with regret: "I'm sorry to hear this decision. I hope we can have the opportunity to work together in the future."
"I hope so too."
Yu Zhiming replied perfunctorily, and then said: "Doctor Feng, I have other things to deal with, so I'll take my leave now."
"Hey, Doctor Yu..."
Feng Haiqing called out to Yu Zhiming again and said, "Dr. Yu, you may know that I have studied and worked in the United States for nearly twenty years, and I have many friends there."
"One of my friends there has been suffering from pain in the past two or three years. He has gone to see several doctors but has not received particularly effective treatment."
"I wonder if I can ask Dr. Yu..."
Yu Zhiming replied directly: "No problem, just ask him to fly over to me directly."
Feng Haiqing then explained: "Dr. Yu, this friend of mine is very weak due to years of illness and can no longer support long-distance travel."
"Can you please help me, Dr. Yu?"
He added: "Of course, my friend will be fully responsible for all the expenses for the round trip. Doctor Yu, you can also go there with Miss Gu for a vacation."
Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "Dr. Feng, I can only say sorry again."
"My situation is not suitable for long-distance travel. And my job also prevents me from leaving."
After a two-second pause, he continued: "Doctor Feng, if you still have something to do, let's talk about it next time."
"I'm in a hurry, I really can't say any more..."
Yu Zhiming took Qing Ning's little hand, walked out of the oncology building, got on the bed cart parked in front of the building, and left the hospital.
After the car drove smoothly onto the main road, Yu Zhiming looked at Qing Ning, who had no joy on his face and was focused on driving, and asked cautiously: "What happened to make you angry all the time?"
"I can tell you, anger will make you ugly."
Qing Ning took a deep breath and asked angrily: "You already knew that, didn't you?"
"What do you know?" Yu Zhiming was a little confused about the situation.
Qing Ning gritted her teeth and said, "What else could it be? It's my dad, his college senior, and their child."
Yu Zhiming understood and said humbly: "Qing Ning, you can't blame me for hiding this from you."
"Your father didn't let me say it."
"This also involves the doctor-patient relationship, and I must keep it confidential."
Yu Zhiming asked doubtfully: "Qing Ning, how did you know about this?"
Qing Ning glared hard at Yu Zhiming and said, "That person is going to undergo CAR-T treatment today. My dad was worried about coming over to visit, so my brother and I accidentally saw him."
"We followed to the ICU ward and saw my dad and that guy together."
Qing Ning said angrily: "Seeing my dad's panic expression and that person's appearance, we felt very confused."
"My brother lied to my dad and said that you had told us everything, so my dad would do everything."
Yu Zhiming snorted and whispered, "Qing Ning, your father probably wasn't with your mother at that time, so it shouldn't be considered unfaithful, right?"
Qing Ning hummed hard twice.
Yu Zhiming continued to persuade, "Strictly speaking, your father was also plotted by that woman."
"He didn't know he had a child until now."
After a pause, he asked again: "Have your father and that person recognized each other?"
Qing Ning shook her head and said, "No."
"My dad told us that his senior sister's husband couldn't get pregnant because of ametropia. Her husband's family pressed her hard and even said they would divorce her if she didn't get pregnant again."
"My dad told us that he had a conversation with his senior sister and said that her husband was very good to the children and never let them suffer any injustice."
"Nurturing kindness is the greatest thing."
"He and his senior sister decided to hide this matter for the rest of their lives and not let their children know about it."
Yu Zhiming let out a long sigh and said, "I think this decision is very good."
He lamented again: "Let's all be well and don't disturb each other."
Qing Ning pursed her lips and said, "Now it's us hiding the truth from our mother, leaving her alone in the dark."
"Hey, can she survive it?"
Yu Zhiming replied: "It's between the two..."
After 11:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning drove to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic run by Mr. Ye Huazhang.
Licorice Hall.
This is a two-story antique glazed tile building, about fifteen or six meters wide.
Various flower baskets of congratulations were placed in front of the door, and dozens of red banners of congratulations hung down from the roof.
When Yu Zhiming got off the bus, he was holding a flower basket in his hand, which was ordered online by Qing Ning and picked up on the way here.
He and Qing Ning walked towards the Licorice Hall and saw Ye Huazhang's son, Ye Peng, and a young man in his early twenties, who came out quickly.
"Dr. Yu, Miss Gu, thank you for coming."
Yu Zhiming apologized quickly: "Sorry, sorry, something happened at the hospital, so I came late."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He congratulated again in a serious manner: "I wish the Licorice Hall good luck in opening, and good luck to everyone."
Ye Peng took the flower basket with both hands, and then handed it to the young man beside him.
"Dr. Yu, it's not too late or not at all. It's our great honor that you can come and congratulate me despite your busy schedule."
"Doctor Yu, Miss Gu, please come in quickly."
The two of them followed Ye Peng into the Licorice Hall and left the name "Yu Zhiming" on the sign at the door.
Although Yu Zhiming's handwriting is not very good, he has really worked hard to practice his own name, and his handwriting is still quite cool and beautiful.
After signing in, Yu Zhiming gave 68888 a congratulatory gift by swiping the QR code to transfer money.
With Yu Zhiming's current financial strength, coupled with Mr. Ye's status and the relationship between the two parties, the gift money is too small, and it will be difficult to get rid of it.
Next, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning were led by Ye Peng to visit the Licorice Hall.
On the first floor there is a pharmacy, a medicine boiling room, an acupuncture room, a bone setting room, and a massage therapy room.
In the lobby on the first floor, there are also two pulse signal tables.
There are two pulse-taking rooms, an acupuncture room, and two wards on the second floor!
Ye Peng led Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning downstairs.
"Although it is officially opened today, it is just a symbolic admission of one patient. We will not refuse any patient until tomorrow."
He led Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning towards the back door.
"Doctor Yu, Miss Gu, my father is entertaining the guests and friends who came to congratulate me in the backyard. Please come with me."
After passing through the back door, Yu Zhiming suddenly discovered that there was another cave, which turned out to be a small courtyard similar to a courtyard.
In the rectangular courtyard, there are six dining tables, which are already high seats for guests and friends to eat and drink.
There were also sounds of eating and drinking coming from the houses on the left, right, and in front.
At the end of the day, Qing Ning followed Ye Peng into the east hall.
There are three dining tables placed here.
Mr. Ye Huazhang, who was sitting at the center of the dining table, stood up and greeted him with a smile.
"Dr. Yu, thank you for coming to congratulate me despite your busy schedule. Please sit down, have a cup of tea and rest."
Yu Zhiming apologized again: "Mr. Ye, I'm really sorry. Something delayed me and I'm late."
While talking, Yu Zhiming had already "listened and watched" all the guests at the three tables in the room and found three acquaintances.
The most familiar person is Gu Qingran who sits at the main table, and those sitting at the left table are Dr. Wang Wu and Dr. Qin Qiushi.
There is also someone sitting at the table on the right, Wang Mu, the current deputy director of the No. 1 City Hospital.
Except for the four of them, Yu Zhiming didn't know any of the other guests.
Yu Zhiming said the congratulations he had given to Ye Peng again to Mr. Ye, and then he and Qing Ning sat in the two empty seats next to Gu Qingran.
Yu Zhiming sat firmly, Gu Qingran's voice sounded in his ears.
"The Ye family learned that you two were coming over, and these two positions were specially reserved for you."
Yu Zhiming nodded gently, wiped his hands carefully with a wet wipe, and was about to pick up his chopsticks and take a few bites to relieve his stomach, when a woman's voice sounded.
"Dr. Yu, I'm late. You can't just say an apology and be done with it. Let's not mention three drinks as a penalty. You have to express your gratitude."
Yu Zhiming looked over following the voice and found that the person standing up to speak was a woman in her fifties at the right table.
This person and this voice were very unfamiliar to Yu Zhiming.
He looked at Gu Qingran beside him and heard him say in a low voice: "Dr. Wu Cheng, President of Binhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."
Before Yu Zhiming could speak, Mr. Ye chuckled and said, "The reason why Dr. Yu came a little late is because he had an operation in the morning. This is an excusable situation and there is no need to express it."
Wu Cheng chuckled and said, "Mr. Ye, many of those who came to congratulate me today are famous medical experts who have been suffering from many patients. Many of them have turned down their original work arrangements and come here."
"With Dr. Yu's position, it can be done by adjusting the work arrangements appropriately, right?"
These words made Yu Zhiming frown.
What's going on with this woman? She jumped out to say she was a big clove of garlic, and she even started to sow discord?
Yu Zhiming can hear it, and so can others.
Mr. Ye's face darkened and he said: "President Wu Cheng, today is the opening of my Licorice Hall. Anyone who comes to congratulate you is a distinguished guest, and we will warmly entertain you."
"President Wu won't bother with other matters."
Ye Huazhang raised his white wine glass again and said: "It is lucky for each of us to have a medical genius like Dr. Yu with amazing medical skills in our medical field."
