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Yu Zhiming invited Peng Pei, the host of Binhai Satellite TV, and the female director of the foundation into the office.

Yu Zhiming didn't have time to invite them to sit down for tea and chat.

While making preparations for the physical examination, he urged, "If you have anything to say, please speak up."

"You have also seen that there are already many people waiting in line outside."

The elegant and beautiful female director of the foundation said with a soft smile, "A doctor at the Mayo Clinic saw seven patients one day and complained that he was too tired."

"Many patients in China complain that doctors are perfunctory, but they don't want to think about how many patients doctors have to see in a day."

"Only a genius doctor like you, Dr. Yu, can achieve the unity of quality and quantity."

Yu Zhiming looked at the female director and said: "The national conditions of the two countries are different, so it is difficult to compare. As far as I know, most doctors in the United States are also very hard-working."

"Actually, being a doctor in any country is not an easy job."

He urged again: "Let's talk about things directly."

The female director smiled mischievously, and continued, "Dr. Yu, I am He Shan, the executive director of the Homeland Protection Charity Foundation."

"Half a month later, that is, on the evening of next Saturday, our foundation will hold a charity dinner. We invite Dr. Yu to attend if you can."

While talking, He Shan took out an invitation card and a brochure from her bag, and handed them over.

Next Saturday?
Yu Zhiming thought about the possible work arrangements at that time, but did not accept the other party's invitations and brochures.

"Next Saturday?"

"Ms. He, I can only say sorry. If nothing special happened at that time, I would rush back to my hometown to attend an important event held in the county."

He Shan put the invitation and booklet on Yu Zhiming's desk, and said with a light smile, "Dr. Yu, you are busy with work and have a tight schedule, I understand very well."

After a pause, she met Yu Zhiming's eyes, showed a sad expression, and said, "Doctor Yu, you must know a lot about how severely the earth's environment has been damaged today."

"More and more wild animals and plants are endangered, and there is an urgent need to protect their last habitats."

"But there's a huge gap in funding..."

Yu Zhiming interrupted: "Ms. He, do you know how many patients have to go home and wait to die because they have no money for medical treatment?"

"very many."

"I'm a doctor, and my job is to save lives."

"For me, endangered wildlife is far away, and patients in distress are close at hand and everywhere."

"I can only be near or far."

Yu Zhiming looked at Peng Pei who was at the side again, and asked, "President Peng, what can you do?"

Peng Pei said with a smile on his face: "I don't have anything specific, I just want to accompany Director He over here, and by the way, have a close look at how you work, Dr. Yu."

At this moment, Zhou Mo pushed the door in and reported solemnly: "Doctor Yu, the examination room is ready."

Yu Zhiming took the opportunity to chase people away and said, "Ms. He, Chair Peng, that's it for today, I'm going to start work."

Yu Zhiming also told the truth, directly left the two of them, went to the soundproof examination room next door, and started the physical examination.

By 30:50 in the morning, Yu Zhiming had completed the physical examination of [-] people from donated units, plus [-] people from the hospital, a total of [-] people.

Afterwards, Yu Zhiming did not rest, and came to the examination room diagonally opposite, which was used by Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and others.

Doctor Qin, Zhou Luo and others were all there, among them Duan Yi was holding a stethoscope, percussing the abdomen of a middle-aged man on the examination bed.

"Not yet diagnosed?"

Following Yu Zhiming's words, except for Dr. Qin Qiushi, Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi all stood up straight, looking like good students.

Zhou Luo replied: "Doctor Yu, we have finished the diagnosis, and the diagnosis result is quite different from your diagnosis."

"We are reviewing and finding out where we went wrong."

Yu Zhiming let out a cry, and said to the middle-aged man who got up and sat on the examination bed: "Mr. Chen, thank you for your support, you can leave now."

He added: "Go to the Liver Disease Research Center, just report my name directly, I have already greeted there."

Mr. Chen thanked again politely, took his leave and left.

Yu Zhiming looked at Zhou Luo and the others, and said, "This Mr. Chen's liver condition is relatively simple, with liver cysts and alcoholic liver..."

At this time, Yu Zhiming saw Duan Yi raised his little hand.

"What's your business?"

Duan Yi put down her hands and replied, "Doctor Yu, can I record? It involves voice recognition, and it's not easy to record on paper."

Yu Zhiming nodded in agreement.

The next moment, he saw that everyone, including Dr. Qin, took out a recording pen of different models.

Yu Zhiming didn't care, and continued to talk about the subtle distinction of liver percussion sounds.

The liver is a solid organ without gas, so the percussion of the normal liver is a real sound.

For the vast majority of doctors, the so-called liver percussion is to clarify the upper and lower boundaries of the liver.

They tap the normal position of the liver with a certain force, and judge the size of the liver according to the unvoiced or voiced sound produced, and initially check whether there are hepatomegaly and other lesions in the liver.

For Yu Zhiming, this is too pediatric.

When a person's liver has lesions such as hepatic cysts, fatty liver, or cirrhosis, the real sound of percussion is also very different.

Yu Zhiming used foley or vivid metaphors to describe to Zhou Luo and others the specific differences in liver solid sounds after different lesions occur in the liver.

Of course, what Yu Zhiming told them was the real sound characteristics of several typical liver lesions in the middle and late stages.

As for the characteristics of the liver solid sound in early lesions, Yu Zhiming didn't talk about it at all.

It's not that he's worried about teaching apprentices, starving his master to death, and wanting to keep a hand. The difference is really too subtle, and many contents can only be understood, not expressed in words.

To be honest, it was difficult for him, and it was also difficult for Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and the others.

As it was approaching twelve o'clock, Zhou Mo came in and told Yu Zhiming that lunch had been delivered.

Yu Zhiming just waved his hand, finished the class, and went back to the soundproof office with Zhou Mo.

As for Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, and Duan Yi, they returned to the big office to discuss.

Zhou Luo suggested: "Strike while the iron is hot, first go to the Department of Gastroenterology to find a patient with liver disease, and practice it to deepen your memory?"

Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi unanimously agreed.

Shen Qi took out a few more paper bags from the large refrigerator and threw them to Zhou Luo, Sui Chi and Duan Yi respectively.

"I took this situation into consideration, and prepared lunch in advance, with stewed beef in the cake, to eat on the road..."

In the soundproof office, Yu Zhiming looked at the four dishes and one soup on the coffee table.

Steamed green spot, black pepper steak, sliced ​​pork with winter bamboo shoots, meat stuffed cabbage rolls, soup is stewed snow clams with papaya.

The staple food is fried rice with ham, shrimp and eggs.

Yu Zhiming was quite satisfied with today's lunch, and said, "Zhou Mo, although you only prepare one meal a week for Friday, you don't have to be so meticulous, just be more homely."

Zhou Mo laughed and said: "Today is the first preparation, so we must pay more attention to it, and it will become a lot more homely in the future."

In fact, she was also puzzled.

Before coming here, Zhou Mo and the aunt at home have said that this lunch should be larger, with more meat, and home-cooked dishes are enough.

But it weighs a lot, and a large green spot that costs several hundred yuan a piece is obviously not a home-cooked dish.

A steak about two centimeters thick is not often eaten.

Zhou Mo finished his lunch in a dull mood, packed the tableware and coffee table, and placed the tea utensils on the coffee table.

Not long after, the office waited for a visit from Dr. Feng Haiqing, the hospital's highest earner.

Feng Haiqing, 56 years old, is a senior chief physician in the Department of Medical Oncology. He has outstanding scientific research ability. More than ten scientific research achievements have won awards from provincial, municipal and national ministries and commissions. He is the most promising seed candidate for Huashan Hospital to be selected as a medical academician.

Yu Zhiming looked at this middle-aged Doctor Feng, who relied on the support of the central government to keep his head from shining, and took the initiative to meet him.

"Welcome, Doctor Feng! Welcome!"

Yu Zhiming lowered his posture and apologized: "I should have come to ask for advice, but I made my seniors work hard."

Dr. Feng shook Yu Zhiming's hand, and said with a smile on his face: "Everyone knows how busy you are, Dr. Yu. I happen to walk a hundred steps after dinner, and live to 99."

Next, the two sat on the sofa in the reception area separately, and Zhou Mo was busy making tea.

Doctor Feng looked around the office, and then at the large high-definition screen decorated as a window.

"Although it is a basement, the air is fresh and refreshing. It is more comfortable and pleasant than the office on the ground."

Yu Zhiming laughed and said, "It's mainly the results of the painstaking efforts of the hospital leaders and the logistics department, and I just sit back and enjoy the fruits."

Seeing that the color of the tea soup was almost ready, Zhou Mo picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Dr. Feng and Yu Zhiming each.

Doctor Feng picked up the teacup and smelled it, then nodded slightly and said, "Top Dahongpao, good tea."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "I'm not particular about tea, this tea is from the teacher upstairs."

Doctor Feng took a sip of tea and put down the cup.

"I'm very envious of Director Qi. I can receive a genius like you, Dr. Yu, as a student."

He met Yu Zhiming's gaze, and said, "Doctor Yu, your time is precious, and I'm also working, so I have something to say."

"Doctor Yu, I'm here to ask you to cooperate."

Yu Zhiming said: "Doctor Feng, please explain in detail."

Dr. Feng said in a deep voice: "Dr. Yu, although there is not much experimental data on your treatment plan for advanced cancer, the effect is outstanding. It is already affirmed and certain."

"The key to this treatment plan is to completely remove the solid cancer through Dr. Yu's investigation."

"Doctor Yu, I want to ask, are you willing to be trapped in one cancer after another for the rest of your life?"

"Are you willing to promote this cancer treatment plan to benefit more advanced cancer patients?"

These two questions from Dr. Feng hit Yu Zhiming's concerns.

This treatment plan is limited by Yu Zhiming's unique ability to detect cancer, so it cannot be promoted.

Yu Zhiming really didn't want to do the same job over and over again for the rest of his life.

He pondered and asked: "Doctor Feng, you came here to find me on purpose, do you have a solution?"

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