medical treatment

Chapter 1608: The teacher is still smart
On the morning of October 4th, Yu Zhiming walked out of the soundproof bedroom and saw the big bed was clean and tidy, with no signs of anyone having slept in it. He was stunned.

It took him two seconds to react.

After the gathering of Yu Gu and his family yesterday, Qing Ning went home with her parents.

It's really hard to get used to having a habit broken.

Yu Zhiming sighed in his heart, went to the bathroom to solve the problem and wash up, then went to the fitness area downstairs and started his daily fitness...

"Doctor Yu, you are so weak in practicing the longevity technique, is it because Qing Ning is not around?"

Yu Zhiming glanced at Zhou Mo, who was wearing sportswear, and waited until he had put away his hands and legs and finished his exercise before speaking.

"What time did you come back last night? How did you know Qing Ning went back to her parents' house?"

Zhou Mo replied softly, "It was past midnight when I got back last night. Your wedding with Qing Ning is coming up, and the fashion show is not fully prepared yet. Also, due to time constraints, the stock of the new fashions that the models are showing this time is far less prepared than last time."

"There are so many things to do. I am almost exhausted."

Zhou Mo explained, and then said: "As for Qing Ning's return home, she told me and asked me to help take care of you."

"To be exact, I'm helping her keep an eye on you."

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyes, then suddenly remembered something and asked worriedly, "Speaking of fashion goods, you're not going to broadcast my wedding with Qing Ning online, are you?"

Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "It's just a partial live broadcast. We'll just broadcast the model show at the wedding, and then cut the live broadcast screen back to the online live broadcast room."

She added: "Lime agreed."

Zhou Mo continued, "Qing Ning also said that there will be many big stars performing at the wedding. They will perform for free this time and pay great attention to copyright protection, so they are not allowed to do live broadcasts."

Yu Zhiming said, "I don't want my wedding to be broadcast live and let netizens comment on it."

“We only live stream model shows at weddings.”

Zhou Mo confirmed it and said, "Doctor Yu, it's okay for you and Qing Ning to show up on the live broadcast, right?"

"You two are both major shareholders of the company."

Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. We'll see about the specific arrangements when the time comes."

Zhou Mo replied "OK" and said, "Doctor Yu, to thank you for taking care of me and supporting our family's business, my mother and I prepared a wedding gift."

"My mother will bring it over when Qing Ning arrives in the evening."

Yu Zhiming nodded and sighed, "We had previously set a standard that the gift money should not exceed 2,000 yuan and the value of the gift should not exceed 10,000 yuan, but now it seems that it is no longer effective."

Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "Your gift money and gift standards are for guests with average relationships."

"For people like us who have such a deep relationship and major interests involved, if we were to give gifts according to this standard, we would feel it is inappropriate and we would not be able to get over it..."

After breakfast, Yu Zhiming read for a while and then set off, arriving at Huashan Hospital at around nine in the morning.

As soon as he entered Huashan Hospital, Yu Zhiming noticed that the hospital had changed. It was as if it had been washed by a heavy rain. Not only was it clearer and brighter, but there was also a lingering feeling of joy.

In addition to the national flags that can be seen everywhere, you can also see colorful flags fluttering, and many department buildings have banners hanging in front of them saying "Welcome leaders and experts from all over the country to visit us for guidance."

Yu Zhiming knew that Huashan Hospital would hold a series of medical seminars, symposiums, and cutting-edge forums tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. Today should be the day when a large number of participants report...

"Teacher, long time no see..."

Yu Zhiming came to the large office on the third basement floor of Zhizhen Building and pressed down Ding Ye with one finger as he was about to rush over to hug him.

"Be honest and don't act like a foreigner." Ding Ye had to take a step back and said aggrievedly, "Teacher, I miss you so much that I can't help myself."

Yu Zhiming snorted, looked at Shen Qi and Duan Yi who were laughing, and asked, "How is the Japanese guy? And what about the little boy from France?"

Duan Yi responded first: "Teacher, we followed your instructions and kept the Japanese guy in a low-grade fever state, and let him stay in bed to recuperate."

"He is so weak now that he doesn't even have the strength to get out of bed to solve the problem. He has to rely on the help of a nurse."

Yu Zhiming instructed: "Pay close attention to his health monitoring data. After all, he is an old man in his seventies. If he gets hurt by mistake, my reputation will be ruined."

Duan Yi said solemnly: "Teacher, your reputation is more important than our lives. We will stick to it at all costs."

"That's not necessary. Just try your best!" Yu Zhiming replied, and then asked, "That little French boy..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Yi answered, "We have found out the physical problem of the French boy."

"Found it? What's the problem?" Yu Zhiming was a little surprised.

"Let me tell you about this!"

Ding Ye first stopped Duan Yi who was about to answer, and introduced to Yu Zhiming: "Last night, after I sent the French family to Zhizhen Building to settle down, I studied the little boy's medical information with Duan Yi and Shen Qi."

"We found that his paroxysmal, migratory abdominal pain was very similar to a case you had treated before."

Duan Yi couldn't help but open her mouth and quickly revealed the answer: "Yao's pro-oil group."

Ding Ye raised his hand and slapped Duan Yi in anger, then continued, "With this suspicion, we took a blood test on the French boy."

"Just this morning, the test results came out, and indeed, Yao's lipophilic base components were found in his blood."

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but say happily: "The problem was easily solved by you. Isn't it a great achievement for me?"

Ding Ye chuckled and said, "If you hadn't discovered Yao's lipophilic group first, we wouldn't have thought of this case."

"In the final analysis, it's all thanks to you, teacher."

After a pause, Ding Ye continued, "Teacher, in order to make the Frenchman willingly and gratefully hand over the promised reward, I suggest that you give the child a physical examination and pretend to be very painstaking to draw a conclusion."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "A physical examination is necessary, but there is no need to pretend to be hard-working."

Ding Ye was slightly startled, then raised two thumbs up, "Is it my fault, or is the teacher wise?"

"Yes, when faced with an illness that has been treated for years without success, the more you downplay the cause and easily derive the cause, the more you can shock and impress the other person."

Yu Zhiming was somewhat speechless and said, "I'm not as complicated as you think."

"Bring the little French boy..."

More than ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming met the French boy in the soundproof inspection room.

The little boy, who was only twelve years old, was so thin that he was almost skin and bones, with dull eyes. He was held on the examination bed by his family.

Yu Zhiming took six or seven minutes to give the little boy a full-body examination.

I have to say that the feeling that the French boy gave Yu Zhiming was exactly the same as when he was examining Yao Qin.

He looked at the little boy's father, a middle-aged white man who was only in his forties but looked like he was in his fifties or sixties.

"Your son's condition is very similar to that of a patient of mine. Let's do hemodialysis to confirm..."

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