medical treatment

At nearly [-]:[-] in the morning, Yu Zhiming finished the morning physical examination and came to the ward area.

As soon as he came here, he heard the cry of "Wow, it hurts, it hurts", but at the next moment, there was another sound of smacking.

When Yu Zhiming walked into the only single ward, he saw Bao Yaoyao sitting on the hospital bed, tears as big as beans rolled down one after another, but his mouth was constantly eating a piece of pork with rice.

Bao Yaoyao, who heard the movement, raised her head, looked at Yu Zhiming with teary eyes, and then grinned.

"My head hurts, woo, it hurts..."

"They still don't let me eat enough, woo..."

Yu Zhiming persuaded softly: "It's not that I won't make you full, but I can't let you eat too much at once."

"Come, have a few sips of soup."

Yu Zhiming brought her the seaweed soup on the side.

Bao Yaoyao took it, and drank it all after a few gulps.

She looked at Yu Zhiming again and said pitifully: "My head hurts so much, flesh and blood can relieve the pain, wuwu..."

Yu Zhiming took out a few paper towels from the paper towels on the bedside table, and gently wiped away Bao Yaoyao's tears and the oily stains on the outside of her mouth.

"Take it for another two days, and the pain will stop."

Bao Yaoyao nodded half-understood, and then asked worriedly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, is there still meat to eat?"

"There is meat to eat!"

Yu Zhiming replied affirmatively and asked: "In the past, they didn't give you meat?"

Bao Yaoyao looked aggrieved, and said: "They always make me work, and when the work is done, they don't give me meat to eat."

Yu Zhiming looked at her rough hands with many calluses, sighed lightly, and asked, "When you woke up today, did any images flash through your mind?"

"What picture?" Bao Yaoyao looked confused.

Yu Zhiming thought for a while, and then described: "It's like watching TV, some familiar images flashed in your mind?"

Bao Yaoyao pretended to be working hard and thought for a while, then said "no" to Yu Zhiming with pure eyes.

Yu Zhiming also knew that he should not be impatient when his brain recovered, but this answer still made him a little disappointed.

He checked Bao Yaoyao's brain, and after finding no signs of bleeding or water accumulation, he told her to "take a good rest, you can watch TV if you're bored" and so on.

When Yu Zhiming turned to leave, he was suddenly stopped by Bao Yaoyao.

"I remember, I remember."

Yu Zhiming was full of anticipation, so he heard her crying and shouting, "There are a lot of meat, a lot of chicken legs, after waking up, they are all gone."

"Uuuuuuuuah, it's all gone..."

Yu Zhiming laughed and said: "No, I put it in the refrigerator, and you can have it when you have dinner..."

He patiently comforted him a few more words, left the single ward, and came to the general examination room.

I saw Doctor Qin, Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi surrounding a 50-year-old hospitalized patient for examination.

Zhou Luo hurriedly introduced, "Doctor Yu, this is an inpatient upstairs with Type III hypertension, which has affected organs such as the heart, kidney, and brain."

Yu Zhiming hummed lightly.

This morning, he arranged for the two people in the medical examination to come here and asked them to do a detailed examination.

Both of them also had severe hypertension.

Yu Zhiming went straight to the topic and said: "There is still some time until lunch time, let me talk about the heart sound discrimination of hypertensive heart disease, dilated cardiomyopathy, and rheumatic heart disease."

Following Yu Zhiming's words, Dr. Qin, Zhou Luo and the others hurriedly took out the recording equipment from the pockets of their white coats, pressed the recording button, and stood ready.

Yu Zhiming went on to say: "After listening to it, go practice it and see if you can identify the patients more efficiently and accurately based on what I said..."

On the seventh floor, the director's office.

Qi Yue, who just finished his morning work, is receiving Chu Yunfan, the vice president of Jingcheng Hospital.

"Dean?"

"Ask me to be the dean of the Binhai branch?"

After Qi Yue digested the shock of the news, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Chu family has a lot of talents, so you can't find a suitable person to be the dean of the Binhai branch, right?"

With a smile on his face, Chu Yunfan explained with a frank look, "To tell the truth, Director Qi, we went through our own people one by one, and there really wasn't a very suitable one."

"Either they are immersed in medicine and know nothing about management, or they have too much work to care about. There are also a few with shallow qualifications who find it difficult to convince others in the position of dean."

"The position of dean is very important. Since we couldn't find a suitable one ourselves, we simply decided to hire one from outside."

Chu Yunfan looked at Qi Yue, and said sincerely: "Director Qi, you are a well-known diagnostic expert, with great love and trust, and rich experience in department management. You ranked first among the candidates for the dean we listed."

Qi Yue laughed and said, "The main reason why I am ranked first is because I am Zhi Ming's teacher, right?"

Chu Yunfan smiled lightly and said, "There is a reason for this, but the weight will not exceed ten points."

"We also know one thing very well. Considering the importance of Dr. Yu to Huashan Hospital and the medical community in Binhai, we cannot poach Dr. Yu."

"Relevant departments will not allow us to poach them away." After a pause, Chu Yunfan said sincerely: "It is mainly Director Qi's medical skills, qualifications and reputation that make you the number one candidate for our president." .”

"Of course, we also have the intention of deepening our relationship with Dr. Yu."

After a pause, he persuaded again: "Director Qi, please forgive my bluntness. At your current age, if you want to take another big step in your career, you have to leave Huashan."

"As for the relationship between you and Dr. Yu, the status of master and apprentice has been determined. Your departure will not affect this relationship. Perhaps, it will also make the relationship deeper."

"Oh, why do you know?" Qi Yue asked playfully.

Chu Yunfan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, saying, "Dr. Yu became famous at a young age, and it can be said that he has skyrocketed."

"I would venture to ask, how many of Dr. Yu's abilities and achievements come from your teaching, Director Qi?"

These words made Qi Yue's expression very ugly.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said in a muffled voice, "Liu Liao, let's put it this way, I just provided him with a platform to demonstrate his ability."

Chu Yunfan chuckled, and said: "Children grow up, especially when their wings have just hardened, they don't like being controlled by their parents, and they wish they wouldn't go home for a few weeks or months."

Qi Yue resisted rolling his eyelids, and asked, "Dean Chu, is this the personal experience you got from the child?"

Chu Yunfan's expression darkened, and he said slowly: "I don't have a child, and I'm afraid that giving birth to a daughter will make her suffer pain and pressure, but I can't do anything about it."

This……

Qi Yue hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't know your personal situation, I didn't mean it."

Chu Yunfan smiled again, and said, "I also know, Director Qi, you are not that kind of person."

After a pause, he turned to say: "Director Qi, our invitation is sincere and sincere, the conditions are absolutely generous, and your authority as the dean will not be hindered in any way."

"If you have other requests..."

Qi Yue waved his hand to interrupt the other party, and said solemnly: "President Chu, thank you for your high recognition of me, but I can only say sorry."

With a smile on his face, he said, "Zhiming is the biggest discovery in my life, not one of them."

"What I want to do most is to stay by his side and see how far he can grow and how much he can achieve."

"This feeling is addictive, and I don't want to leave."

Qi Yue's expression became serious again and said, "I know your little thoughts, but you have to stop it in moderation."

"Zhi Ming is actually a very easy-going person with a soft heart. If you treat him sincerely, you can get him sincere."

Chu Yunfan was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and said, "Director Qi, Dr. Yu is putting too much pressure on us."

"He made the things we maintained collapsed overnight, and many things had to be pushed forward hastily, and sometimes it was hard to think carefully."

While speaking, Chu Yunfan stood up, "Director Qi, our invitation is valid within one week..."

Speaking of this, Chu Yunfan suddenly stopped.

His face suddenly turned pale, his right hand tightly grasped the left chest area, and his body also became shaken.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yue walked around the coffee table in two steps and came to Chu Yunfan's side, and supported him.

Qi Yue supported him and slowly sat back on the sofa, while pressing his hand on his left chest.

The heart was beating wildly, and the heart rate exceeded one hundred and sixteen.

Is this a heart attack?

Qi Yue went to touch Chu Yunfan's pocket, hoping to find out the heart disease medicine he was carrying.

As soon as he rummaged through two pockets, Qi Yue heard Chu Yunfan's feeble voice.

"It's okay, I have some hypoglycemia, and these days, day and night, I'm too tired."

When Qi Yue heard this, he measured Chu Yunfan's heart again, and found that the heartbeat had dropped to around one hundred and two.

Qi Yue went back to his desk and found two pieces of chocolate to feed Chu Yunfan, and then gave him a glass of water.

In the next one or two minutes, Chu Yunfan recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face was also a little bloody.

He stood up again, moved his body, and said with a self-deprecating tone: "It's resurrected with full blood."

"I found that once a person passes fifty, his physical strength and energy will decline sharply."

"In the past, it was not a big deal to work continuously for a week at high intensity. Now, after three or four days of continuous work, I can't stand it anymore. I really can't accept my old age."

Chu Yunfan bowed to Qi Yue again and said, "Director Qi, thank you very much. After I've been busy for a while, I'll treat you."

Qi Yue replied: "The treat is free."

"What you just did, to me, looks more like a heart attack than a hypoglycemic attack."

"Let's go!"

Qi Yue walked towards the door of the office, "I'll take you to Zhiming's place and ask him to confirm whether you had hypoglycemia just now, or something went wrong with your heart..."

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