medical treatment

Chapter 807 What are you looking at?
After leaving Binhai University, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning began a stop-and-go, aimless journey.

There are many small alleys with a strong sense of life near the university. It is quite interesting to stroll around occasionally.

The two of them were eating snacks bought from a small stall in a small alley. They walked into a small alley and looked around, looking like a poor and happy student couple...

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming received a call from the county magistrate of his hometown.

"Dr. Yu, the three-day investment promotion conference has ended successfully. I would like to inform you of the results."

County magistrate Cheng's voice on the phone was excited and passionate.

"A total of seven officially implemented project investment agreements have been signed, with an agreement amount of 900 million."

"A total of eleven intention investment cooperation agreements have been signed, including the 18 billion borosilicate medicinal glass project. The total amount of the intention agreement is 3000 billion."

Yu Zhiming knew to some extent that this intention agreement was not very binding, and it was still unclear whether it would be implemented in the end.

"Dr. Yu, regarding the borosilicate medicinal glass project, when is it convenient for you to have an interview?"

Yu Zhiming thought about the work arrangements for next week for a while.

The oncology department screens cancer volunteers and performs surgery; Gu Qingran brought two experts from the United States; the Guangzhou-Shenzhen medical technology company discussed cooperation in tumor fluorescence staining.

I also met with university teachers, Teacher Qi celebrated his birthday...

Yu Zhiming said with embarrassment: "County Magistrate Cheng, I have a lot of work arrangements next week."

"If you don't mind, can we have a working lunch together at noon next Tuesday and chat while eating?"

County Magistrate Cheng replied on the phone: "I definitely won't mind. The form is not important. What is important is that I can communicate with you face to face, Dr. Yu."

"I will communicate and coordinate with Yaobao..."

After ending the call with County Magistrate Cheng, Yu Zhiming found that he and Qing Ning came to a main road with a lot of pedestrians and traffic.

"Qing Ning, where are we?"

Qing Ning said nothing, just smiled and pointed forward with her finger.

Yu Zhiming looked up and saw a very familiar gate, the gate of Binhai University.

"Fork, we went shopping for an hour or two, just circled around the university?"

Qing Ning chuckled and said, "That's it. Next, shall we take the car home? Or should we continue shopping?"

Yu Zhiming thought for a while and said, "It's past five o'clock, let's find a place to eat first, and take a rest by the way..."

Regarding where to eat, the two of them did not go to a small restaurant that students liked more, but wandered around and found a three-story Sichuan restaurant that looked quite impressive.

They had not reserved a seat in advance and there were no private rooms, so the waiter led them to a small dining table in a corner of the lobby.

In addition to the spicy rabbit head, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning ordered seven or eight non-spicy or mildly spicy dishes.

After ordering, Qing Ning took out her phone from her bag and looked through her unread messages.

"Zhiming, my brother said that they have arrived at the airport successfully and can return to Binhai tomorrow morning."

Yu Zhiming groaned, and said again: "After your brother came back, he happened to take over the negotiation with that island countryman."

"Tell your brother that he must be slaughtered to death. You don't have to be polite to them at all."

Qing Ning edited the text message and said, "Don't worry, my brother will not show mercy to the islanders."

She sent the text message and smiled: "I came back from the United States after a long journey and was busy negotiating with the islanders. How do I feel that my brother has become your wage earner?"

Yu Zhiming said seriously: "We are a family, and we do it for the common cause of making money, and for the prosperity of the country. We just have different divisions of labor."

Qing Ning smiled with her eyebrows as crescent-shaped and said, "One patient can earn millions, so my brother should do more errands."

Speaking of this, Qing Ning noticed with sharp eyes that Zhou Luo, his little girlfriend Shi Miao, and Shen Qi walked into the lobby.

Qing Ning waved to them, and the three of them walked over quickly.

"The salon is over so soon?"

Zhou Luo chuckled and said: "It was supposed to last until nine o'clock in the evening, but those gringos were so arrogant by Dr. Yu that they had no intention of communicating. Each of them hurriedly shared a little information and knowledge and left. "

"We saw that the salon was no longer interesting, so we left."

Yu Zhiming said softly and invited the three of them to have dinner.

As a result, they moved to a larger table and ordered six dishes and one soup.

After several people sat down again, Zhou Luo said again: "Dr. Yu, after you left, some people questioned whether you and the Chu family were playing a double act in terms of heart sound identification."

"Shen Qi stood up angrily and defended your reputation."

Qing Ning couldn't help but ask: "Dr. Shen, how did you defend him? You wouldn't find a few heart disease patients for you to listen to and identify, right?"

Shen Qi explained: "That's not true. I just asked them to find their own heart sounds for me to identify."

"They are all backed by a tertiary hospital. Training materials such as heart sounds for different diseases are easy to find."

Shen Qi looked at Yu Zhiming and said with remorse: "Dr. Yu, I am now the patient you taught about atrioventricular septal defect, mitral regurgitation, hypertensive heart disease, rheumatic heart disease, dilated cardiomyopathy, etc. The heart sound is sure, so the scope of their choice of heart sound is limited."

Yu Zhiming caught something and asked happily: "How can you master these types of heart sound identification so quickly?"

Shen Qi replied softly: "The typical heart sounds are still okay, but the symptoms are a little complicated or mild, so I'm a little unsure."

"Fortunately, the heart sounds they asked me to identify are all relatively typical, so I won't embarrass you, Dr. Yu."

Zhou Luo took the conversation, flattered him and said, "The main thing is the characteristics of heart sound recognition that you summarized, Dr. Yu, which is simple and easy to remember."

After a pause, he added: "Even I, who specializes in the digestive system, can still identify seven, seven, eight and eight." "They found a total of nine heart sounds. Shen Qi identified them all correctly. I missed a few, right. Seven paragraphs.”

Yu Zhiming boasted casually: "You are not bad either."

Zhou Luo laughed and said, "Dr. Yu, after the gringos left, many people tried to cut bananas into three equal parts."

"The results are disastrous. The gram error of the best person reached seven grams."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "This is the American's personal preference and has nothing to do with his surgical ability."

At this time, the waiter started to serve the food, and they entered the mode of chatting while eating.

As doctors, Yu Zhiming communicated with Zhou Luo and Shen Qi mainly on medical issues.

Others, the three of them have nothing in common.

Qing Ning and Shi Miao couldn't get into their conversation and couldn't understand, so they started chatting earnestly.

More than ten minutes later, a man and woman in their 30s sat down at the small table next to where Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning had been sitting.

Yu Zhiming began to feel uncomfortable.

The reason why he felt uncomfortable was because the short-haired man sitting there was always rubbing his right foot on the floor.

The sound of scraping like sandpaper across a blackboard made Yu Zhiming upset and his blood pressure rose steadily.

Yu Zhiming couldn't say anything.

This sound can only be heard by him, and it is probably just an unconscious habit of the other party.

This is not Yu Zhiming's one-third of an acre of land. He has no right to ask others, he can only endure it himself.

This is also the main reason why Yu Zhiming prefers to stay at home during his rest time rather than going out.

With his super-sensitive hearing, he can easily hear all kinds of sounds that make him physically and mentally uncomfortable.

If Yu Zhiming made a request for this reason, some people would think that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, nit-picking, and inexplicable.

Even making trouble out of no reason, deliberately finding fault.

Therefore, most of them were forced by Yu Zhiming to endure or leave.

In this situation, he could only endure it.

Forbearance is forbearance, but Yu Zhiming can't control himself, he keeps looking at the man, and he just refuses to stop, and puts his right foot there peacefully.

At the same time, he was distracted and listened to the conversation between the two of them.

I thought they were a couple, but I didn't expect them to be a brother and sister. From the moment they sat down, the woman complained to the man about her parents-in-law's pickiness and her husband's inaction.

The man was basically just listening quietly...

Yu Zhiming glanced a little too often, and inevitably caught the man's gaze.

"What are you?"

Yu Zhiming wanted to reply, "Why are you looking at you?", but the short-haired man didn't give him a chance to explain, and then said, "I noticed you looked at me several times, do you know me?"

Yu Zhiming explained: "I don't know you. I just noticed that your right foot is always moving around."

"Is it uncomfortable?"

The short-haired man reached out and touched his right thigh, his tone softened a lot, and he said, "I have a herniated disc in my waist, and my right leg is always sore and numb. I just like to move my right leg around to make it more comfortable."

"Are you a medical student? Or a doctor?"

"I am a doctor!"

Yu Zhiming replied and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I won't disturb you anymore."

When he looked away, he glanced at the face of his sister who was sitting opposite the short-haired man and looked at her.

The next moment, Yu Zhiming turned his head back and looked at the short-haired man's sister.

She has a small bump above her left nose.

He judged based on experience that it didn't look like acne.

Yu Zhiming suddenly realized that the woman's voice sounded a little uncoordinated.

He pointed at the small bulge above the woman's left nose and asked, "May I ask, is your nose there a long time ago?"

The woman touched the small bump on her nose and said, "It's been a week or two, a deep acne, and it hasn't healed."

Yu Zhiming said softly, "I suggest you go to the hospital for a checkup. Maybe it's not acne."

The short-haired man immediately became angry and said, "Hey, what's the matter with you? You are a doctor, do you think everyone is sick?"

These words made Zhou Luo, Shen Qi and the others couldn't help but speak back, but Yu Zhiming stopped them with a wave of his hand.

He apologized again to the short-haired man: "Sorry, I was too talkative. I won't bother you anymore."

"You guys continue……"

At this moment, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang, and it was Sui Chi's call.

"Doctor Yu, I'm on duty at the center. The patient Bao Yaoyao has new symptoms, including high fever, headache, auditory hallucinations..."

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