medical treatment

Chapter 860 Doctor Yu, you have made a meritorious service again

At nearly 01:30 at noon, Yu Zhiming, accompanied by Zhou Mo, hurried to the Licorice Hall.

Before Yu Zhiming got out of the car, he saw Ye Huazhang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, leading his son Ye Peng and quickly welcoming him out of the Licorice Hall.

He got out of the car and noticed a police car parked in front of Licorice Hall.

"The police are here too?"

Ye Huazhang, who came forward, explained: "When a life occurred, we called the police as soon as possible."

"After the police watched the surveillance video and examined the body of the deceased, they initially determined that it was not a criminal case, but a medical accident or accident. Let us resolve the dispute with the family of the deceased through consultation, medical accident appraisal, or judicial means."

"The deceased's family has no objection to the police's judgment."

After a pause, Ye Huazhang said quickly and softly: "Since Dr. Yu is coming to do the autopsy, we and the family of the deceased unanimously request the police to stay as witnesses."

Yu Zhiming let out a light ooh, and followed Ye Huazhang and his son quickly into the lobby on the first floor of Licorice Hall.

I saw more than a dozen medical staff in white coats, three policemen, and two men and a woman in casual clothes, who looked to be in their 40s or [-]s, gathered in the hall.

Under Ye Peng's introduction, Yu Zhiming met the man and woman who were the deceased's brother and wife respectively.

He also met Liang Qian, a female doctor who performed acupuncture on the deceased.

Dr. Liang Qian looks about 35 or [-] years old. She has a dignified appearance, long hair tied behind her head, her eye circles are red, and her lips are tightly pursed. She is obviously trying to control her emotions.

Ye Huazhang then introduced: "Dr. Yu, Liang Qian has been studying with me for 22 years, specializing in acupuncture."

"This acupuncture technique is definitely passable."

He looked at Liang Qian again and said, "Please give Dr. Yu a detailed introduction to acupuncture and the process of the incident."

"is teacher!"

Liang Qian responded and introduced to Yu Zhiming: "The deceased was 36 years old. He came to our Licorice Hall for treatment accompanied by his wife because of headache, coldness, and runny nose."

"I acupunctured several acupuncture points on him, including Hegu, Waiguan, Fengchi, and Fengfu..."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiming was a little confused.He didn't know much about acupuncture points in traditional Chinese medicine.

However, he pretended that he could understand and listened calmly to Liang Qian's continued introduction: "After leaving the needle in place for 5 minutes, when I twisted the needle handle on the Fengchi point on the right side of the deceased to destroy the needle, the deceased suddenly covered his chest and abdomen and screamed. One sound, it hurts so much."

"I hurriedly pulled out all the needles. The deceased curled up and rolled around, screaming in pain!"

"After a while, he started shaking and shaking like an epileptic seizure, then fell unconscious, refused to respond, and fell into shock."

"We tried our best to rescue him for three to five minutes, but the deceased had no vital signs."

Liang Qian added: "My entire acupuncture process, as well as the deceased's symptom onset, rescue and death process, his wife witnessed the entire process."

When the wife of the deceased saw Yu Zhiming looking over, she nodded with red eyes and said, "What Dr. Liang said is correct. I agree. I also ask Dr. Yu to find out the real cause of my husband's death."

"He just came back from overseas today, just... just..."

The deceased's wife couldn't speak anymore and started to cry.

Yu Zhiming said: "Take me to the deceased."

Ye Huazhang made an invitation gesture and said: "Doctor Yu, please come with me."

Yu Zhiming followed Ye Huazhang and Liang Qian to the westmost room on the first floor and suddenly stopped.

He turned to Zhou Mo who was following him and said, "Just wait for me in the lobby."

"There's nothing interesting about dead people."

Zhou Mo opened his mouth and wanted to say "never leave", but some horrific images appeared in his mind involuntarily, so he changed his words and said "ok" and stayed outside.

Seeing that in addition to Ye Huazhang, Liang Qian, the deceased's wife and brother, two police officers also entered the room, Zhou Mo persuaded himself in his heart: "With the police here, safety is no problem, so there is no need for my personal protection... …”

When Yu Zhiming entered the room, he felt a chill coming over him, almost like he was in a morgue.

There was a hospital bed in the room, and a person was covered with a white sheet on the hospital bed.

Yu Zhiming put on medical gloves and lifted the white sheet covering the deceased's naked upper body.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

On the face of the deceased with a dark complexion, he could see a ferocious expression, grinning teeth, and a pair of eyes that were round and slightly protruding outwards.

As the saying goes, you will never die with your eyes in peace, but that's all.

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

It was the right thing not to let Zhou Mo follow. If she saw this scary scene, she would probably have nightmares for a few more days.

He stretched out his hand and began to examine the deceased's head.

Soon, Yu Zhiming discovered the problem.

intracranial hemorrhage.

Yu Zhiming found at least [-] milliliters of bleeding in the brainstem.

Generally speaking, brainstem bleeding exceeding ten milliliters is basically a death sentence.

The amount of bleeding in the brainstem is as high as [-] milliliters. If the gods come, there is probably nothing they can do.

Yu Zhiming continued the examination, and when he examined the deceased's stomach, he couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

He was shocked to find that most of the deceased's gastric mucosa had serious signs of burning and peeling.Such serious gastric mucosal injuries could not be the deceased's old injuries, and even the Iron Man could not bear it.

Thinking of what Dr. Liang had just said, the deceased suddenly covered his chest and abdomen and cried out in pain. It seemed that it was at that moment that the deceased's injuries suddenly occurred in a large area.

Then the extreme pain caused brain stem hemorrhage?

While Yu Zhiming was thinking and exploring carefully, he found suspicious items in the stomach of the deceased.

An object the size of a walnut with a smooth surface...

A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming finished the body examination of the deceased, retracted his hand, and faced the nervous eyes of Ye Huazhang, Dr. Liang, and the deceased's family members.

"The deceased had brainstem hemorrhage, twenty milliliters."

When Yu Zhiming said this, he noticed that the tense expressions on the faces of Ye Huazhang and Dr. Liang relaxed.

He continued: "This should not be the initial cause of the deceased's death. There was a large amount of burning and shedding of the gastric mucosa of the deceased, and there were foreign objects in the deceased's stomach."

"I suspect that the deceased had ingested corrosive substances or toxic substances that could delay the onset of the attack."

Yu Zhiming looked at the police again and said: "There are serious doubts about the cause of death of the deceased. I recommend an autopsy."

As soon as his voice fell, the deceased's wife objected: "If we don't do an autopsy, I don't want to see my husband's body being dissected to pieces, and my husband will have no peace after his death."

At this time, the elderly police officer said: "The cause of death is suspicious and there is a possibility of a criminal case. According to our country's laws, a compulsory autopsy must be conducted without the consent of the family..."

The next thing is taken over by the police.

Yu Zhiming declined Ye Huazhang's offer to stay, drove out of Licorice Hall, and returned to Huashan Hospital.

There is still a lot of work waiting for him in the hospital...

At nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming rushed back to the Zhizhen Building of the hospital and once again saw Dr. Dong Zhe and a man in his fifties or sixties, of medium height and with a slightly stout crew cut.

Before Dr. Dong could introduce him, the man with a flat head took the initiative to step forward and introduced himself: "Dr. Yu, I am Huang Zhaoxin."

"Thank you for being so generous, thank you! Thank you!"

Yu Zhiming looked at this guy who looked kind-hearted, and said lukewarmly: "You don't need to come here to apologize."

"You paid a lot, and I got what I wanted. We are now settled."

Huang Zhaoxin said with a sincere look: "Dr. Yu, you can think this way, but I have to express my opinion."

"The whole thing was my fault. No matter what, I should come over and apologize."

Huang Zhaoxin can be said to have experienced the biggest crisis in his life the day before yesterday, and he still has lingering fears.

Although he was politely invited to drink tea by the police, a well-informed friend who he had known for many years in the mainland came to warn him.

He had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and if he couldn't deal with it as soon as possible, his life would be over.

Only then did Huang Zhaoxin realize that the Dr. Yu in front of him turned out to be an outstanding figure that national leaders had paid attention to and had instructed to take more care of him.

He actually kicked the steel plate.

Fortunately, he got some advice, fell in love with him, promised a gift, and got Yu Zhiming's forgiveness, so things turned around.

Huang Zhaoxin leaned forward again and said: "Doctor Yu, because it takes some time to collect ginseng, my subordinates will have to arrive here tomorrow morning with ten wild ginseng trees that are over 50 years old."

"Ten trees?"

Yu Zhiming corrected him: "Didn't we agree on six trees? So many trees were added at once. Do you have other things to do?"

Huang Zhaoxin replied honestly: "Dr. Yu, you are so sharp-eyed. You do have other things to ask for."

"My friend who is pregnant and has a brain aneurysm, the risk increases as the baby grows older."

"I'll find a way to get her here."

"I don't know..."

Huang Zhaoxin carefully looked at Yu Zhiming's expression and said, "If it's inconvenient for you, Dr. Yu, then forget it."

"If you have ten ginseng trees, I will give you a few more."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Since you have a way to send her here, then send her here."

"However, let's be honest, any problems that occur along the way are yourselves."

Huang Zhaoxin said with joy on his face: "Thank you, Dr. Yu, for not disregarding the past, thank you!"

"I understand that any problems along the way are naturally our own responsibility."

Yu Zhiming said rudely: "I still have work to do, so I won't accompany you..."

Working non-stop until 06:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming received a call from Wei Hao of the Municipal Bureau.

"Doctor Yu, you have made a meritorious service again."

"The man who died in Licorice Hall, the forensic doctor found high-purity drugs wrapped in a safety suit in his stomach."

"The condom was punctured by bone fragments that were eaten into the stomach. Not only was the excessive amount of drugs absorbed by the stomach, it also caused serious damage to the stomach, which led to his death."

"The Anti-Narcotics Brigade has urgently arrested several people based on the clues left behind this person."

"I estimate there will be a lot of gains this time..."

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