Chapter 852 I wont apologize for what happened back then
At nearly 12 o'clock on Monday morning, Yu Zhiming, who had completed his outpatient work in the morning, added an extra class to Teacher Wang who came from the suburbs and gave him a detailed full-body examination.
"No cancer found!"
"No internal organs damage!"
“No nerve damage or inflammation!”
"The muscles are tense and have obvious tenderness points, which are the attachment of the suboccipital muscles; the midpoint of the upper edge of the trapezius muscle; the front of the transverse process space of the sixth cervical vertebra; the origin of the supraspinatus muscle, the proximal medial edge above the scapular spine;
The junction between the second rib and cartilage.”
Yu Zhiming finished speaking in one breath, looked at Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi who were busy writing notes in their notebooks, and said: "Based on my examination and the patient's description of symptoms, I suspect that there is a high probability that it is
Muscle-related diseases are less likely to be neuropathy caused by genetic problems."
"You can make further confirmation from these two aspects."
When Zhou Luo saw Dr. Yu turning around and leaving the examination room, he said with a thoughtful look on his face: "Polymyalgia rheumatica?"
"Mitochondrial myopathy?" Duan Yi also gave a guess.
"Or myotonia?" Shen Qi frowned.
Sui Chi, who was thinking, suddenly noticed that the three guys were all looking at him and slowly said an answer.
"Fibromyalgia syndrome?"
Zhou Luo slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, we have four answers from four people again, and we have to continue to dispute and check."
Shen Qi chuckled and said: "This is much better than yesterday. Doctor Yu has greatly narrowed the scope for us."
"As long as we find out the details that we have neglected or missed, we will definitely be able to confirm the diagnosis."
Duan Yi blinked and asked, "Hey, do you think Dr. Yu already knows what's going on?"
"You didn't tell us the result on purpose, but just some information, just like the teacher taught us before?"
"Probably!"
Zhou Luo agreed and looked at Teacher Wang, who was sitting on the examination bed and had become accustomed to their medical treatment mode.
"We have to hurry up. If we delay for too long, Doctor Yu might give us a failing grade..."
After returning to the soundproof office, Yu Zhiming took a shower, sat at the coffee table in the reception area, first picked up his mobile phone to send a message, and then picked up his chopsticks to eat lunch.
Zhou Mo heard his cell phone ringing, picked it up and saw a text message with English words.
Zhou Mo didn't know the English word and asked confusedly: "Dr. Yu, what do you mean by sending me this message?"
Yu Zhiming explained: "This is Teacher Wang's disease. After Zhou Luo and others have diagnosed it, you can show it to them and check whether it is the same."
Zhou Mo let out a light sigh.
She took a sip of turtle soup and added: "Yuan Youlin told me that she went to the neurosurgery ward to see Bao Yaoyao this morning."
"She was wrapped up like a mummy. She was afraid that tears would affect the recovery of the incision on her face, so she didn't dare to cry even if she cried."
"It's very painful to watch, and it's very torturous."
Yu Zhiming said softly: "It will be much better after seven days."
Zhou Mo nodded. She had witnessed Yu Zhen's recovery day by day.
After the surgery, except for his head, Yu Zhen's body was also wrapped like a mummy.
However, most of the injuries on his body were flesh wounds, which looked scary, but the recovery speed was not slow.
Significant improvement can be seen in three to five days, and most limbs can move after seven days.
Of course, recovery from injuries such as bone injuries, joint injuries, tendon injuries, and nerve grafts will take a longer time.
However, the proportion of such injuries is relatively small. Although it can also cause pain and discomfort, it will not confine the person to the hospital bed like a zombie, unable to move for a long time...
After lunch, Yu Zhiming was just about to lie down on the sofa and take a nap when Zhou Mo opened the door and walked in.
"Dr. Yu, Dr. Shao and his family are here. They are in the big office outside. They want to say goodbye and thank you."
Yu Zhiming was impatient with this so-called thanks.
In his opinion, if he really wanted to express his gratitude, he might as well be practical and donate some money to his charity fund.
Even if it's only a few dozen dollars, it's not too little.
Arriving at the big office with Zhou Mo, Yu Zhiming saw Dr. Shao Guodong sitting in a wheelchair surrounded by his family.
Compared with the past few days, Dr. Shao seems to have lost some weight, but he seems to be in good spirits.
He said with emotion: "Doctor Yu, under your wonderful treatment, I recovered very quickly. I will go back to Quancheng to recuperate today."
After a pause, he sighed again: "It's because of my shallow knowledge and my ordinary eyes on geniuses that I have doubts about your ability, Dr. Yu. I'm very sorry."
"Dr. Yu, you operated on me regardless of past suspicions, which makes me even more ashamed and grateful."
Saying that, Shao Guodong in the wheelchair endured physical discomfort and bent down to thank Yu Zhiming.
Yu Zhiming quickly reached out and held his shoulders to prevent him from bending down.
"Doctor Shao, that's not necessary. Your abdominal injury has not fully recovered yet."
Yu Zhiming said modestly: "I just did what a doctor should do. I believe you, Dr. Shao, have done a lot of similar things before."
Shao Guodong said with a smile on his face: "Dr. Yu, you are not only excellent in medical skills, but also noble in medical ethics. You can be called the number one young doctor in the domestic medical field."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to signal.
The children behind him carried out the crimson wooden plaque inscribed with "Miracle Hands Rejuvenate, Miracle Doctor Lives".
Yu Zhiming said a few polite words, and he and Zhou Mo accepted the quite substantial plaque.
After taking a group photo together, Yu Zhiming politely watched Shao Guodong and his family enter the elevator.
He waved goodbye, and just as the elevator door was about to close, ending this boring incident, Shao Guodong suddenly shouted.
"Wait a moment!"
The moment the elevator door closed, someone touched his hand, and the elevator door reopened.
"Son, push me out!"
Shao Guodong was pushed out of the elevator by his son who didn't know why, and came to Yu Zhiming again.
"Doctor Yu..."
Shao Guodong met Yu Zhiming's gaze and said, "You personally said that I influenced you to embark on the path of medicine."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You did not elaborate on how it was affected."
"I've been thinking about this in my mind these past few days."
"I feel more and more that the influence I had at that time was probably not a good one?"
Shao Guodong took a breath and said sincerely: "Doctor Yu, can you tell me in detail?"
"If I did something wrong back then, I'd better try my best to make amends while I still have some energy left."
Yu Zhiming was silent for a moment. Seeing Shao Guodong's face showing some nervousness, he knew that it would be better to make this matter clear.
"Dr. Shao, you actually didn't do anything wrong, but I, who was only ten years old at the time, didn't quite understand it. I thought what you did at that time was too hateful and hateful."
Next, he got up before dawn and rushed to the provincial capital with his father. In two days, the family spent thousands of dollars that they had saved. The doctor did not last more than two or three minutes and he did not prescribe any medicine.
The medical treatment process was explained once.
Yu Zhiming said frankly: "My family was poor back then, and it was not easy to save thousands of dollars. As a result, the money was spent and there was no gain at all."
"At that time, in my mind, Dr. Shao, you were no different than a liar."
"When I applied for college, I wanted to be a good doctor, unlike you who only know how to cheat patients out of their money."
After learning the whole story, Shao Guodong exhaled a long breath and said, "Dr. Yu, if you have been able to hold a grudge against me for many years, I must have done something very wrong back then."
"But I will not apologize for what happened back then."
Shao Guodong smiled and said in a brisk tone: "Because I didn't do enough, I made you hold a grudge against me, Dr. Yu, and in turn gave our country a brilliant medical genius."
"I very much hope that there will be a few more people like Dr. Yu who will remember me..."
After sending Dr. Shao and his family away, Yu Zhiming returned to the big office, glanced at the plaque, told Zhou Mo to handle it as he pleased, and returned to the soundproof office.
Hurry up, you can still rest for seven or eight minutes...
But he hadn't been lying on the sofa for three or four minutes when his cell phone rang.
Yu Zhiming sat up angrily and suddenly grabbed the mobile phone placed on the coffee table.
It was a call from Wei Hao from the Municipal Bureau.
"What's the matter?" Yu Zhiming's voice was full of anger.
"You knew already?"
"What do you know?" Yu Zhiming was a little confused.
Wei Hao replied on his mobile phone: "Paint was splashed on your door. I heard you fuming and thought you knew it."
"Paint was thrown at me? Who did it? Why was paint thrown at my house?" Yu Zhiming nervously asked three questions in succession.
Wei Hao quickly replied on his mobile phone: "Dr. Yu, don't be nervous or worry. The person who threw the paint has been caught."
"Dr. Yu, your safety has always been under the concern of the relevant departments. There is no need to worry."
"As for the person who instigated the paint splattering, he is the Hong Kong Islander who invited you to see a doctor last night but was rejected by you."
Wei Hao added with a sarcastic tone: "In what age are you still using such low-level methods as throwing paint to scare people?"
"Doctor Yu, don't worry, we will investigate him thoroughly and deal with him severely."
The next moment, he turned to say: "Dr. Yu, about what you mentioned yesterday about Xue Yingjie and Xia Nan, I reported the situation to my colleagues in Echeng. After a day of investigation, they discovered a suspicious point."
After a pause, Wei Hao introduced: "Fourteen years ago, something happened in Professor Xue's workplace."
"One night, a professor driving his wife suddenly lost control and fell from the bridge into the Yangtze River."
"His wife miraculously swam to the shore and was rescued, but the professor's body has never been found."
"By the way, the professor's wife was twenty-one years younger than the professor and was still two months pregnant at the time."
"At the time, the police had suspicions about the accident, but the professor's body was never found, and no tangible evidence was found, so the case was shelved."
"The child is now thirteen years old. My colleagues in Echeng said that the child looks somewhat similar to Professor Xue..."
