Dean Li Yao and his wife are both in excellent health. At least Yu Zhiming has not found any problems.
After sending the two of them out of the central building, Qi Yue reminded Yu Zhiming: "This Dean Li is really good at getting things done."
"Use your ability and the hospital's money to please the whole hospital and improve his own reputation."
"It is estimated that within the next two weeks, there will be some major changes in the leadership of the hospital."
Qi Yue turned to look at Yu Zhiming and chuckled: "You don't have to give in too much. You are very smart and you know how to add weight to make your boss like you."
Yu Zhiming gave a flattering smile with some guilty conscience.
Just now, this guy not only fully agreed with Dean Li Yao's plan, but also scheduled the physical examination for Friday.
He also offered to work overtime on a Saturday every other week and devote himself to checking the health of his colleagues.
"Teacher, the main reason is that money is tight. When I arrived in Binhai, I realized that even if you earn tens of thousands of yuan a month, you can't be considered rich."
"The housing prices here are too scary."
"Also, since this is a task that cannot be avoided, finish it as soon as possible and feel at ease."
There is a subsidy of RMB 50 for each person who inspects, and if one hundred people are inspected a day, that is RMB 5,000.
Six days a month is 30,000.
If you work harder, you can increase your income by 30,000 yuan per month. Yu Zhiming believes that this effort is completely worth it compared with the harvest.
Qi Yue snorted softly, then turned to ask: "Did you apply for Professor Wen Keming's graduate degree at Peking University School of Medicine?"
Yu Zhiming hummed and asked with surprise: "Teacher, how did you know?"
"Do you know Professor Wen?"
Qi Yue asked in surprise, "You still don't know?"
"The fact that you were dismissed from the postgraduate re-examination as the first place has become another hot topic on the Internet."
After a two-second pause, Qi Yue continued: "The tutor you applied for back then, Professor Wen, has been uncovered by netizens with powerful abilities."
"I don't know this person, but I've only read two or three papers he published. He still has some talent."
"Zhi Ming..."
Qi Yue advised again: "Everyone lives in a network of relationships, especially in the medical field, where the network of relationships is even denser."
"Moreover, the subjective wishes and tendencies of the supervisor can play a relatively large role in the admission of graduate students."
"Today, the two people who were admitted are still studying hard in the ivory tower, but you have gradually become famous, and you are countless times better than those two people."
"Don't worry about this matter anymore."
Yu Zhiming took a breath and said: "Teacher, I don't care anymore, but I still have some feelings that are difficult to calm down."
That's why last night, when he saw netizens raising the issue of academic qualifications and further studies, he couldn't hold it in anymore and registered a small account to vent his anger about the re-examination for postgraduate students.
Yu Zhiming himself did not expect that this matter would become a hot topic of discussion online.
"Teacher, everything in the past is a gift from life, and it has made me who I am now."
"I will never forget this matter again."
Qi Yue nodded with satisfaction at Yu Zhiming's statement, and then explained: "Tonight, I have an appointment with Dean Gu of Ning'an. He will bring a partner to discuss the matter of promoting the awakening ceremony."
"You also have to participate."
"Let's go, it's time to go back and inspect the house..."
After completing his routine ward rounds, Qi Yue rushed to the cardiopulmonary building to attend a consultation.
As soon as he arrived at the cardiopulmonary building, he saw several young men in white coats pushing a medical gurney, running towards him crying and running.
There was a young man lying on the gurney, and a man in a white coat was riding on him, performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.
"Junior brother, hold on, hold on!"
"Brother, how could you be so stupid!"
"You shouldn't do this?"
Qi Yue stopped, frowned, and noticed that the young man on the gurney had purple lips.
Obviously, cardiopulmonary resuscitation did not have much effect on him.
"What happened?" Qi Yue asked coldly.
A strong man in a white coat who was pushing the gurney was sweating profusely. He was about to scold him, but found that the person asking the question was actually the hospital's famous Dr. Qi Yue.
He was immediately excited.
"Director Qi, one of our juniors, Luo Yang, couldn't think of it and gave himself an air injection."
"Director Qi, are you watching this?"
Qi Yue's heart sank.
Doctors are a high-stress group, and every year at Huashan Hospital there are medical workers who commit suicide for various reasons.
Sometimes, there is more than one a year.
This guy had an air injection. Judging from the purple color on his lips, he had an air embolism in his lungs.
This is a symptom that can kill someone in minutes.
Injecting a small amount of air into human blood vessels generally does not cause much harm.
But a large amount of air is injected at one time, such as more than 100 ml...
The air will be beaten into bubbles of different sizes by the strong heart, and flow to all parts of the body with the blood.
Some bubbles will directly form an embolism effect in some slender blood vessels, turning into a substantial obstruction and completely blocking the blood flow, causing serious consequences.
If an air embolism forms in the lungs, the consequences are immediately fatal.
Qi Yue directly ordered: "In his case, it is too late to send him to the heart and lung building for rescue. He should go to my research center."
"Fast, fastest speed."
"And you..."
Qi Yue casually pointed at a young man in a white coat and said, "Go get some puncture needles and follow as fast as you can!"
In view of Qi Yue's reputation and authority, his words were followed by everyone without hesitation and meticulously.
A group of people immediately changed the direction of the gurney and rushed towards the Qiyue Medical Research Center.
At the same time, Qi Yue also took out his mobile phone and dialed Yu Zhiming's number.
"Come to the cardiopulmonary building quickly. It's an emergency and life is at stake. The fastest..."
Just forty-seven seconds later, there was a speeding gurney on one side and Yu Zhiming running wildly on the other.
They met halfway.
Before Yu Zhiming could take a breath, Qi Yue stuffed a puncture needle into his hand.
"Quick, air embolism in the lungs!"
Yu Zhiming instantly understood the meaning of Teacher Qi's words, and stretched out his hand to press on the chest of Luo Yang, the young man on the gurney.
Three to five seconds later, Yu Zhiming raised the needle with his hand, and the slender puncture needle pierced Luo Yang's left chest without much obstruction.
The next moment, Yu Zhiming pulled out the plug of the puncture needle, and several blood bubbles came out along with the plug.
Then, there is a blood line like a fountain.
In the next few dozen seconds, Yu Zhiming had a cold look on his face, and without any hesitation, he pulled out five air embolisms in the young man's limbs and internal organs.
During this process, Luo Yang's cardiopulmonary resuscitation never stopped.
Several young people in white coats who were watching saw that Luo Yang's face had regained some color, and they cheered excitedly.
However, a sudden sound stopped them.
"There is also an air embolism in the cerebral blood vessels."
Only then did they notice that Yu Zhiming's left hand was pressing on Luo Yang's head.
He held the puncture needle in his right hand, but made no further movement.
A female in a white coat became anxious when she saw this scene and shouted: "Then you should quickly puncture and remove the air embolism in the brain!"
"What are you waiting for?"
Yu Zhiming turned to look at Qi Yue beside him, showing some unconfident and embarrassed expression.
"Teacher, I don't have much confidence in the brain. I don't dare."
Yu Zhiming is telling the truth.
The brain is the most complex and mysterious part of the human body, and it is also the organ that Yu Zhiming has the weakest control over today.
The needle he inserted may have caused secondary damage to the brain that was more serious than the consequences of the air embolism.
Yu Zhiming really didn’t dare to take the needle...
