At nearly 5:40 in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming completed the stomach and liver cancer screening of 50 volunteers and met Dr. Chu Hong and Dr. You Weixian waiting in the soundproof operating room.
Dr. Chu is a man of medium height, with a Chinese-shaped face, bold ears, and a slightly bald head.
After shaking hands and getting to know each other, Yu Zhiming expressed his gratitude to him for helping to modify the puncture path and assisting in the operation.
Chu Hong laughed and said: "This should be my honor. It is not easy to work with Dr. Yu."
You Weixian, who was on the side, snorted softly.
Chu Hong pretended not to hear and said to Yu Zhiming: "I think the brain puncture paths you designed are very spiritual. Are you interested in developing further in the field of neurosurgery?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "It's not really spiritual. It's just that I've done too many brain tests and I understand a little more about the structure of the brain."
"The most important thing is that my small body cannot support such a long operation."
Chu Hong looked at Yu Zhiming's body and said with a smile: "With a little exercise, there should be no problem."
"Jingcheng Hospital is benchmarked against well-known foreign private aristocratic hospitals, and the workload is quite easy."
"Like me, there are no more than two surgeries per week, and the maximum number of patients per day is no more than ten. I often see three or five patients before I am free."
"A month of such easy work is no less than what Dr. You earns after a month of hard work."
You Weixian finally couldn't help but say, "With your little salary, you won't show off in front of Dr. Yu."
"Dr. Yu's current monthly income is at least two to three hundred W per month."
Chu Hong was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "Really?"
Yu Zhiming smiled vaguely.
Chu Hong's expression kept changing, and he said with complicated emotions: "Achieving financial freedom at such a young age is not conducive to progress!"
You Weixian finally found an opportunity to ridicule, saying: "Do you think everyone is like you? After entering Jingcheng Hospital, he only focused on enjoying himself and making money, and basically did not produce any thesis results."
"While Dr. Yu is making a lot of money, he is still busy and learning."
These words made Chu Hong a little embarrassed and just about to refute, the nurse Jian Qin knocked on the door and came in.
"Doctor Yu, the operating room is ready."
The operation that Dr. Wang Jiangyue performed in the soundproof operating room today ended at nearly five o'clock in the afternoon.
Afterwards, it needs to be thoroughly disinfected and tidied up before the operating room can be used again.
Yu Zhiming got up and left the soundproof office. Chu Hong had no choice but to give up arguing, got up and followed behind.
Within two steps of walking out of the office, Yu Zhiming saw Bao Yaoyao with a shaved head, sitting on a gurney, being escorted out of the ward by the anesthesiologist, young nurse Yuan Youlin, and Chinese herbal medicine owner Yue Qingsong.
Bao Yaoyao saw Yu Zhiming coming over, pointed at her bald head, and couldn't help but remind her: "Two are a lot of meat, two are a lot of chicken legs."
Yu Zhiming nodded and smiled: "When you wake up again, I guarantee you will see a lot of meat and chicken legs."
He secretly thought in his heart, when you regain consciousness again, it will be almost this time tomorrow.
After puncturing the location of the clot in the brain, a drip tube must be inserted to instill ablation agent to dissolve the clot.
This process takes about one day.
Because Bao Yaoyao's mind and self-control were insufficient, in order to prevent her from moving randomly, she could only be kept in a coma.
Bao Yaoyao raised two fingers and emphasized: "It's two lots of meat, it's two lots of chicken legs."
Yu Zhiming also gestured with two fingers.
"I remember, two is a lot..."
After watching Bao Yaoyao being pushed into the surgical isolation area, Yu Zhiming turned to look at Yue Qingsong beside him.
"Boss Yue, given that the injury has lasted for eleven years and the complexity of the brain, we cannot make any guarantees about the recovery effect of the surgery."
"Even worse consequences are possible."
Yue Qingsong exhaled and said, "Dr. Yu, I understand and I can accept any consequences."
Yu Zhiming said nothing and walked through the surgical isolation door with Dr. Chu and Dr. You to prepare for surgery.
More than ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming walked into the operating room and saw Bao Yaoyao, who had fallen into a coma, being fixed on the operating chair, and her head was restricted by a headrest.
Yu Zhiming came to Bao Yaoyao and waved his hand.
Yuan Youlin, who temporarily served as the operating nurse, and the anesthetist retreated to a corner of the operating room and stood with Dr. Chu and Dr. You.
For this surgery, Dr. Chu and Dr. You were just in case, providing insurance and backup.
There is a high probability that they do not need to take action...
Although the difficulty of this operation is much lower than that of skull base tumor puncture surgery, Yu Zhiming went all out and turned off the lights in the bathroom...
At the moment when darkness enveloped you, You Weixian's body and mind trembled, and bad memories flooded into his mind.
But at the next moment, he found some light coming from outside.
Just this little bit of light made You Weixian no longer afraid.
This also made him feel regretful.
That kind of absolute darkness without any light will definitely scare people who experience it for the first time.
He originally wanted to see how ugly Dr. Chu was...
Twenty-three minutes later, the operating room was filled with light again.
At the same time, several monitoring instruments connected to the patient also buzzed.
You Weixian saw six drip tubes connected to micro-infusion pumps inserted into Bao Yaoyao's head.
He walked to the operating chair, checked the patient's vital signs, and found that they were quite stable.
Yu Zhiming and others waited in the operating room for another half an hour, but no abnormality was found. At this point, it was declared that the operation was successfully completed.
Next, Bao Yaoyao will be sent to the sterile ward on the third floor of Zhizhen Building for ablation of blood clots...
Yu Zhiming walked out of the operating room and found many people waiting outside.
In addition to Zhou Mo and Yue Qingsong, there are Chu Yunfan, Chu Youyou, a Qingjun old man in his sixties or seventies with a straight back, a middle-aged woman with a slight swollen face, and a twenty-year-old woman.
The beautiful straight-haired girls on the left and right.
Yu Zhiming first described the operation situation to Yue Qingsong, and then turned his attention to the old man Qingjun who was surrounded by Chu Yunfan, Chu Youyou and others.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Old man Qing Jun met Yu Zhiming's gaze and introduced himself first: "Hello, Dr. Yu, I am Chu Shiyu from the Chu family in the capital.
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"Hello, Mr. Chu..."
Yu Zhiming exchanged greetings with Mr. Chu and led everyone into the reception area of the soundproof office to sit down.
There were a lot of people, including Zhou Mo, Chu Youyou, and another young girl with straight hair, so they could only stand while pouring tea and water.
Chu Shiyu pointed at the middle-aged woman with a slightly swollen face and said, "Doctor Yu, this is my niece. She has obvious heart symptoms."
"Can you please be checked?"
Yu Zhiming nodded in agreement, immediately got up and took the middle-aged woman to the office area, letting her lie down on the flat examination chair.
After a thorough examination, Yu Zhiming found that in addition to the obvious symptoms of heart failure, other internal organs also suffered varying degrees of damage due to insufficient blood perfusion.
After Yu Zhiming finished the inspection, Chu Youyou's impatient voice sounded in his ears.
"Doctor Yu, how is my cousin doing?"
this……
Yu Zhiming hesitated for a while.
Chu Shiyu slowly said: "Doctor Yu, please tell me what you have discovered. We have experienced a lot, and we can bear no matter how bad the news is."
Yu Zhiming said frankly: "According to my investigation, my niece's heart can still support for six months to a year."
Chu Youyou shouted in shock: "How is it possible? My cousin is only forty-three years old, how can it be possible that she still has half a year left?"
"Dr. Yu, did you perform the wrong investigation?"
"Hey, don't be rude to Doctor Yu!"
Chu Shiyu criticized, and then sighed softly: "Hey, your cousin's physical condition is indeed worse."
"Dr. Yu's estimate is also reasonable."
After a pause, he looked at Yu Zhiming and asked, "Can this time be more accurate?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "As the time approaches, the scope should be shortened."
He then suggested: "We should look for a heart donor."
Chu Shiyu exhaled and said, "Based on her physical condition, she still cannot meet the application standards for heart transplantation."
Yu Zhiming opened his mouth, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them.
He originally wanted to go to the southern subcontinent to find a heart donor.
However, as a medical family, the Chu family should know some underground ways to obtain heart donors.
They haven't used it for so many years, obviously because of their persistence or consideration.
Chu Shiyu pointed to the straight-haired girl next to Chu Youyou and introduced: "This is my grand-niece. She is nineteen years old this year."
"Girls from my Chu family are usually between the ages of sixteen, seventeen and twenty. After being emotionally excited, over-exercising, overworked, etc., their hearts begin to show symptoms of discomfort."
"Doctor Yu, please check her if you are affected again."
Yu Zhiming was also very curious about this strange illness in the Chu family, so he did not refuse and checked the straight-haired girl.
It was just the inspection results that surprised Yu Zhiming.
"Mr. Chu, my niece's heart is very healthy. I don't notice anything wrong."
"Is there no abnormality in the heart before the first attack of this hereditary heart disease?"
Chu Shiyu explained softly: "Before their first attack, neither Western medical examination nor my pulse diagnosis found anything wrong with their bodies and hearts."
"It's as if there is a switch installed in their bodies. At a certain time, under a certain opportunity, the door is closed and the changes in the heart occur irreversibly."
Chu Shiyu said slowly: "I have known about this mysterious disease of my Chu family woman since I was sensible, and I have been taught by adults that I must find the cause and solve this problem that is shackles on my Chu family woman.
curse."
"I have been working hard to push myself to study."
Chu Shiyu paused and said with a sad face: "I am sad to see my aunts pass away."
"Sorrowful when sending off my sister and sister!"
"When I saw my daughter pass away, I blamed myself and became angry!"
"Now, my granddaughters have grown up one after another."
Chu Shiyu took a deep breath, clasped his fists towards Yu Zhiming and said, "Doctor Yu, your medical talent is amazing and your body exploration skills are unparalleled. I would like to ask you to join our family heart disease research project and help our Chu family break this curse.
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"I really don't want to go underground to meet my parents with my unwillingness and failure."
