At nearly 11:40 in the morning, Yu Zhiming completed the morning's physical examination and came to the ward area.
As soon as he came here, he heard the cry of "Ouch, it hurts, it hurts", but the next moment, there was another sound of squeaking.
When Yu Zhiming walked into the only single ward, he saw Bao Yaoyao sitting on the hospital bed, with big tears rolling down her face, but she kept eating a portion of pork belly mixed with rice.
When Bao Yaoyao heard the noise, she raised her head and looked at Yu Zhiming with tearful eyes, and then she grinned.
"My head hurts so much, wuwu, it hurts so much..."
"They still won't let me eat enough, wuwu..."
Yu Zhiming persuaded softly: "It's not that I don't want you to eat enough, but I just can't let you eat too much at one time."
"Here, have a few sips of soup."
Yu Zhiming gave her the seaweed soup on the side.
Bao Yaoyao took it and drank it all in a few big gulps.
She looked at Yu Zhiming again and said pitifully: "My head hurts so much, my flesh can relieve the pain, wuwu..."
Yu Zhiming took out a few tissues from the paper on the bedside table and gently wiped Bao Yaoyao's tears and the oil stains on her mouth.
"If you bear with it for two more days, it won't hurt anymore."
Bao Yaoyao nodded in understanding, and then asked with a worried look: "It doesn't hurt anymore, do you still have meat to eat?"
"There is meat to eat!"
Yu Zhiming replied affirmatively and asked again: "In the past, they didn't give you meat to eat?"
Bao Yaoyao looked aggrieved and said, "They always make me work. After the work is done, they don't give me any meat."
Yu Zhiming looked at her rough, calloused hands, sighed softly, and then asked: "After you woke up today, did any pictures flash through your mind?"
"What picture?" Bao Yaoyao looked confused.
Yu Zhiming thought for a while and then described: "It's like watching TV, some familiar pictures flashed through my mind?"
Bao Yaoyao thought hard for a moment, then said "no" to Yu Zhiming with pure eyes.
Yu Zhiming also knew that he should not be impatient when his brain recovered, but this answer still made him a little disappointed.
He examined Bao Yaoyao's brain and found no signs of bleeding or fluid accumulation. He then told her to have a good rest and watch TV when she gets bored.
When Yu Zhiming turned around and was about to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Bao Yaoyao.
"I remembered, I remembered."
Yu Zhiming was full of expectations, but he heard her cry and shout, "There are so many meats and chicken legs. When I woke up, they were all gone."
"Woo woo woo, it's all gone..."
Yu Zhiming said with a smile: "No, I put them all in the refrigerator. You can have them when you have dinner..."
He patiently reassured her a few more words, left the single ward and came to the general examination room.
I saw Dr. Qin, Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi checking up on a hospitalized patient in his fifties.
Zhou Luo quickly introduced: "Doctor Yu, this is an inpatient upstairs with type 3 hypertension, which has affected the heart, kidneys, brain and other organs."
Yu Zhiming snorted lightly.
This morning, he arranged for the two people who were undergoing physical examinations to come here and let them do detailed examinations.
Both of them also had severe high blood pressure.
Yu Zhiming went straight to the topic and said: "There is still some time before lunch time. Let me talk about the identification of heart sounds in hypertensive heart disease, dilated cardiomyopathy, and rheumatic heart disease."
Following Yu Zhiming's words, Dr. Qin, Zhou Luo and others hurriedly took out the recording equipment from their white coat pockets, pressed the recording button, and stood ready.
Yu Zhiming continued: "After you listen, go practice it and see if you can more efficiently and accurately distinguish the patients based on my description..."
On the seventh floor, the director's office.
Qi Yue, who had just finished his morning work, was receiving Chu Yunfan, the vice president of Jingcheng Hospital.
"Dean?"
"Please ask me to be the director of Binhai Branch?"
After Qi Yue digested the shock of the news, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Chu family is full of talents, won't you be unable to find a suitable candidate to serve as the dean of Binhai Branch?"
Chu Yunfan smiled and looked candid, and explained: "To be honest with Director Qi, we have gone through all our people one by one, and there is really no suitable one."
"Either they are immersed in medicine and know nothing about management, or they have too much work to care about. There are also a few with shallow qualifications who find it difficult to convince others in the position of dean."
"The position of dean is very important. Since we can't find a suitable one ourselves, we simply decided to hire one from outside."
Chu Yunfan looked at Qi Yue and said with sincerity: "Director Qi, you are a well-known diagnostic expert who values affection and trust, and has rich experience in department management. You are ranked first among the dean candidates we listed."
Qi Yue chuckled and said, "The main reason why I am ranked first is because I am Zhi Ming's teacher, right?"
Chu Yunfan smiled softly and said, "That's the reason, but the weight will not exceed ten points."
"We also know one thing clearly: Given how important Dr. Yu is to Huashan Hospital and to Binhai's medical community, we cannot poach Dr. Yu."
"The relevant departments will not allow us to poach them."
After a pause, Chu Yunfan said sincerely: "It is mainly your medical skills, qualifications and reputation, Director Qi, that make you our number one candidate for dean."
"Of course, we naturally have the small intention of deepening our relationship with Dr. Yu."
After a pause, he persuaded again: "Director Qi, please forgive my blunt remarks. At your current age, if you want to take another big step in your career, you have to leave Huashan."
"As for the relationship between you and Dr. Yu, the master-disciple relationship has been established. Your departure will not affect this relationship. Perhaps, it can make the relationship deeper."
"Oh, how come you can see that?" Qi Yue asked playfully.
Chu Yunfan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and said: "Dr. Yu became famous at a young age. It can be said that he has soared into the sky."
"I would venture to ask, how many of Dr. Yu's abilities and achievements come from your teachings, Director Qi?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! These words made Qi Yue's expression become very ugly.
He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said in a low voice: "Liaoliao, let's put it this way, I just provided him with a platform to display his abilities."
Chu Yunfan chuckled and said: "When children grow up, especially when their wings have just hardened, they don't like being controlled by their parents, and they wish they couldn't go home for weeks or months."
Qi Yue resisted the movement of rolling his eyelids and asked: "Dean Chu, is this your personal experience from children?"
Chu Yunfan's expression darkened, and he said slowly: "I don't have children. I'm afraid that giving birth to a daughter will make her suffer pain and pressure, but I can't do anything about it."
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Qi Yue quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't know your personal situation, I didn't mean to do it."
A smile appeared on Chu Yunfan's face again and he said, "I also know that Director Qi, you are not that kind of person."
After a pause, he turned to say: "Director Qi, our invitation is sincere and sincere, the conditions are absolutely favorable, and your power as dean will not be restricted in any way."
"If you have any other requests..."
Qi Yue waved his hand to interrupt the other party and said solemnly: "Dean Chu, thank you for your high recognition of me, but I can only say I'm sorry."
A smile overflowed on his face and he said: "Zhi Ming is the greatest discovery in my life, bar none."
"What I want to do most is to stay by his side and see how far he can grow and what achievements he can make."
"This feeling is so addictive that I don't want to leave."
Qi Yue's expression became serious again and said: "I know your little thoughts, but you have to stop it in moderation."
"It turns out that he is actually an easy person to get along with and has a soft heart. If you treat him sincerely, you can get sincerity."
Chu Yunfan was silent for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said, "Director Qi, Doctor Yu puts too much pressure on us."
"He caused the things we maintained to collapse overnight. Many things had to be rushed forward, and sometimes it was difficult to think carefully."
As he spoke, Chu Yunfan stood up and said, "Director Qi, our invitation is valid within a week..."
Speaking of this, Chu Yunfan suddenly stopped.
His face suddenly turned pale, his right hand tightly grasped the left chest area, and his body began to shake.
Qi Yue saw this scene, walked around the coffee table in two steps, came to Chu Yunfan, and supported him.
Qi Yue supported him and slowly sat back on the sofa, while pressing his hand on his left chest.
The heart was beating wildly, and the heart rate exceeded 160.
Is this a heart attack?
Qi Yue touched Chu Yunfan's pocket, hoping to find the medicine he was carrying to treat heart disease.
As soon as he rummaged through two pockets, Qi Yue heard Chu Yunfan's feeble voice.
"It's okay, I have low blood sugar, and I've been working day and night these past few days, so I'm a little too tired."
The more Qi heard this, he measured Chu Yunfan's heart again and found that his heartbeat had dropped to around 120.
Qi Yue went back to his desk to find two pieces of chocolate and fed them to Chu Yunfan, and then gave him a glass of water.
In the next minute or two, Chu Yunfan recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was some blood on his face.
He stood up again, moved his body, and said with a self-deprecating tone: "I am resurrected with full blood again."
"I have discovered that once a person reaches his fifties, his physical strength and energy will decline significantly."
"In the past, working at high intensity for a week was no big deal. Now, if I work for three or four days in a row, I can't stand it anymore. I really can't stand it anymore."
Chu Yunfan bowed to Qi Yue again and said, "Director Qi, thank you very much. I'll treat you to your guests after I've been busy for a while."
Qi Yue replied: "There is no need to treat me."
"What you just did, to me, doesn't look like a hypoglycemic attack, but more like a heart attack."
"let's go!"
Qi Yue walked towards the door of the office, "I'll take you to Zhiming's place and ask him to confirm whether you had low blood sugar just now or there was something wrong with your heart..."
