The next morning, on the way to work, Zhou Mo reported her findings to Yu Zhiming while driving the bed truck.
"I searched and found that there are three posters of Donghai Hospital using your image, Dr. Yu."
"It's just that with the other two posters, you don't stand out among a bunch of experts, so it's not easy to recognize them at a glance."
After a pause, Zhou Mo continued: "The official website of Donghai Hospital also has your information, Doctor Yu. On the second-level page, you are among more than ten specially appointed experts. When you click on it, you will have a detailed introduction."
"Last night, I pretended to be a patient and consulted the customer service of Donghai Hospital online, asking if I could make an appointment for your physical examination."
Zhou Mo chuckled and said: "The other party replied that you are the highest-level expert and are very busy at work. Generally, you do not accept appointments from ordinary patients."
"Only for difficult problems that cannot be solved by their hospitals, they will arrange for you, Dr. Yu, to come and treat them."
"The customer service also said that Dr. Youyu is the last check, and no matter how difficult the patient's problem is, it will eventually be solved."
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but laugh and said: "They are really good at cheating. I wonder how many of those specially hired experts are genuine."
"Zhou Mo..."
He pondered for a moment and said: "When you arrive at the hospital, give the collected posters, website information, and consultation chat records to Dr. Wang Zejia."
"Ask him to deal with it."
Zhou Mo hummed and reported again: "Dr. Yu, the Chinese man who was accidentally injured and recommended by the plaster king you asked me to verify is really the scumbag who hurt Wei Chen."
Yu Zhiming frowned and said, "This person has a really wide network of contacts. He has contacted me three or four times through different channels."
"Tell Mr. Bai what this guy did."
Zhou Mo responded excitedly...
After 8:20 in the morning, Yu Zhiming arrived at Huashan Hospital at about the same time as usual.
The two left the underground parking lot of the comprehensive office building and hurried to a fork in the road. Yu Zhiming was suddenly pulled by Zhou Mo's sleeve.
"Doctor Yu, why don't we go see the twin sisters and check their recovery status?"
Yu Zhiming raised his head and glanced at the thoracic surgery building two buildings away, shook his head and said: "Whether I look at it or not, whether I check it or not, has no impact on the recovery of their sisters."
"There's no need to do useless work, just leave now."
Zhou Mo curled his lips and followed Yu Zhiming's pace.
"Dr. Yu, if you had behaved appropriately after treating your patients, you would have received at least ten times more letters of thanks, banners, fruit baskets, etc."
Yu Zhiming said nonchalantly: "I just have to finish my work. There is no need for formalistic expressions."
Zhou Mo said with some indignation: "The problem is that you discovered the disease and solved the problem, but many patients and their families attribute the credit to the doctors who treated them."
"But actually, you are the one who deserves the most credit."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said with a hint of embarrassment: "Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. This is what I am talking about."
"It's not clear if the patients and their families don't know, and I don't expect their gratitude and repayment."
Zhou Mo replied: "I think you are more like the elder brother Bian Que said in ancient times, who checked his illness at the beginning."
Yu Zhiming corrected: "Patients with terminal cancer are also within my treatment scope..."
While the two were chatting, they came to the third underground floor of Zhizhen Building, and Yu Zhiming made some unexpected discoveries.
Dr. Cui Zhitan and Dr. Wang Jiangyue from the general surgery department were waiting for him in the big office.
Before Yu Zhiming could say "I have something", Wang Jiangyue said first, "Dr. Yu, I have a pancreatic-jejunal anastomosis in your operating room this morning."
"I would like to ask you to conduct an inspection on my operation and find out some shortcomings and omissions so that I can make improvements."
Yu Zhiming grinned and replied: "Dr. Wang, do you believe those speculations in the work group?"
"Besides, you are already a well-known chief surgeon. Your surgical skills are superb and you can do whatever you want. Is there anything you can't do that I want to look for?"
Wang Jiangyue chuckled and said, "It's really amazing. Doctor Yu, you can also coax people and say nice things."
The next moment, she sighed softly: "Dr. Yu, I am still self-aware of my surgical abilities."
"Not to mention Binhai as a whole, even in the General Surgery Department of our hospital, there is still a gap between my level and that of Director Cui and other big shots."
"To be more specific, in terms of postoperative complications, patient recovery time and other indicators, I am at the lower-middle level."
"In other words, I still have a lot of room for improvement."
"It's just that in the past few years, I have been clueless and stuck in an improvement bottleneck. I don't know where my shortcomings are, and I don't know which direction to push my efforts."
Wang Jiangyue looked at Yu Zhiming with burning eyes, and said with joy on her face, "I was suddenly enlightened when I heard your praise of Dr. Hong for chest surgery last night."
"Dr. Yu, I also need your drink."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and said: "Dr. Wang, what Dr. Hong said yesterday about the so-called stick drink was just because I acted impulsively in a hurry. Dr. Hong didn't argue with me and took the initiative to put down his body to cover up for me."
"Don't take it seriously."
At this time, Cui Zhitan interrupted and asked: "Dr. Yu, let me ask, did you find out the shortcomings of Dr. Hong's surgery yesterday?"
Yu Zhiming nodded gently.
Cui Zhitan laughed softly and said: "That's it. Because of habit, it is difficult for us to find our own problems."
"At our level, it would be difficult for others to help us discover it. Only Dr. Yu, your ability to see the subtleties makes our problems invisible."
Wang Jiangyue showed grievance on her face, and asked pitifully: "Dr. Yu, you have kept denying me, have you never treated me, Wang Jiangyue, as a friend?"
Yu Zhiming was speechless and said directly: "Doctor Wang, you are no longer a teenage girl."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wang Jiangyue put away her pitiful expression and said seriously: "As long as you are a woman, no matter how old you are, you can act coquettish and look pitiful."
"Hey, Doctor Yu, just tell me whether you can help me or not?"
Yu Zhiming had no choice but to nod and reply: "Help, but let's agree first, I won't promise to find out the problems and deficiencies."
Wang Jiangyue immediately smiled brightly and said, "Dr. Yu, I'll thank you profusely first. Afterwards, I'll treat you to a big dinner!"
"I'm going to prepare for surgery."
Yu Zhiming watched Wang Jiangyue leave happily and turned his attention to Cui Zhitan who was standing aside.
"Dr. Cui, are you too?"
Cui Zhitan explained: "Yes, but it's not for me, it's for Feng Wei. I'll make an appointment with you first."
He then said: "Thank you also for recommending Feng Wei. Ning'an Hospital has already contacted her."
"It's just that she can't just leave her original unit. The patients on hand and the work handover will have to be handed over in a month..."
After Yu Zhiming saw off Dr. Cui, he began to prepare for today's work.
Today, Friday, is the physical examination day. Twenty people from the donation unit and one hundred people from the hospital received welfare physical examinations.
At nearly 8:40 in the morning, Yu Zhiming, dressed in a white coat, walked out of the soundproof office and was shocked to find that the large office was a scene of a confrontation between two groups.
The group included Zhou Mo, Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi, Doctor Qin, and three strong security guards.
The other group consisted of five middle-aged men all in suits and leather shoes. The leader had a pothead, a slender face, and was wearing sunglasses.
When he saw Yu Zhiming coming out, he took off his sunglasses with one hand and looked at Yu Zhiming from top to bottom.
"Dr. Yu Zhiming?"
Yu Zhiming did not answer but asked: "What's the matter?"
The fat man didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and waved it.
Following his movement, the four people on the left and right each picked up a large suitcase and placed it on the two desks with a few bangs.
Then, the four suitcases were opened almost at the same time.
I fork...
The four suitcases are full of Mao Zedong, pile after pile, full and new.
I have to say that with so much cash and four suitcases stacked in front of me, it is quite a visual impact.
Yu Zhiming could clearly hear the sound of spitting and swallowing one after another, as well as the sound of heavy breathing.
"Doctor Yu, these two million are yours."
The Hengrou man introduced him with a showy face, and then said: "I have been ordered to come and pick up Dr. Yu to go to Huicheng to perform cardiovascular interventional surgery on our chairman."
Yu Zhiming heard this man talking about Huicheng and cardiac interventional surgery, and then he remembered the past few days.
Dr. Wang Chunyuan once told him that the richest man in Huicheng offered him one million to perform interventional surgery.
Yu Zhiming finally refused.
Now that a few days have passed, it seems that the other party has not performed the surgery yet, and has increased the remuneration to two million.
It's just the invitation method of this upstart...
Yu Zhiming despised him deeply in his heart when he saw the Hengrou man making another invitation gesture.
"Doctor Yu, the car is ready, please come."
Yu Zhiming looked calm and said softly: "I am not free today. If your chairman is willing to wait, you can make an appointment with my assistant Zhou Mo."
As he spoke, Yu Zhiming walked towards the door.
Zhou Mo and Zhou Luo, who reacted very quickly, protected Yu Zhiming on the left and right.
The tough man stretched out his hand to stop him, but saw Yu Zhiming's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
The next moment, the man retracted his hand, moved his body a step sideways, and gave up his position...
As soon as Zhou Mo followed Yu Zhiming into the soundproof examination room next door, he couldn't wait to ask: "Doctor Yu, do you want to make an appointment?"
Yu Zhiming said: "During this period, the fund has not received any large amounts of money. It cannot just be withdrawn but not received."
Zhou Mo nodded to show he understood.
Yu Zhiming waved his hands and said: "Let's start working..."
At nearly twelve o'clock at noon, Bao Wan, dressed in surgical clothes, walked into the soundproof examination room.
"Dr. Wang's operation has reached the final stage..."
