The most enlightened doctor

Monday is Yu Zhiming's outpatient day.

Yu Zhiming arrived at Zhizhen Building at about the same time as usual and met his little fan Guo Xin who was waiting in the corridor on the third floor underground.

"Doctor Yu, the guy I mentioned before who couldn't control himself and beat people randomly when his illness broke out, even his family members, is unwilling to come to see you for treatment."

Yu Zhiming saw Guo Xin's face full of frustration, and said with a smile: "There is nothing to regret. It is his big loss not our loss if he is unwilling to come."

Guo Xin nodded and said: "I think he is probably pretending to be sick. He knows that you are very capable and is afraid of being exposed by you, so he makes excuses and dares not come."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly, and heard this guy say the word "make excuses", and persuaded: "There is a saying in our industry that doctors don't knock on doors, and medicine can't cure fatal diseases. Buddha saves people with predestined relationships, and generally will not take the initiative to treat people."

"Don't be too enthusiastic."

Guo Xin said embarrassedly: "Doctor Yu, I understand. I didn't do well. I made myself look like a medical scalper."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said again "Guo Xin, the disease you mentioned even hits family members when it breaks out. I remember an article I read before, that person may have alien hand syndrome."

"Alien hand syndrome?"

Guo Xin repeated, his eyes widened, and asked excitedly: "Doctor Yu, what is this disease?"

Yu Zhiming explained: "This is an unusual neurological disease. The patient's hand seems to be controlled by another person, and the hand will have its own independent behavior without control."

Guo Xin asked for confirmation: "Can you hit others without your own control?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "Not only hitting others, but also hitting yourself and strangling yourself..."

This alien hand syndrome, to put it simply, is a problem with the "communication" between the two hemispheres of the brain, causing one side of the brain, usually the non-dominant side, to "privately" issue orders, causing the corresponding limbs to perform various strange behaviors.

People with this symptom often feel that their body and hands are not connected, and feel as if the hand is not part of their body.

Therefore, patients are not aware of some complex movements that the alien hand sometimes produces, such as unbuttoning clothes or using tools to tear clothes into pieces.

Clinically, patients often make "cross-purpose" movements, which are manifested as extremely uncoordinated movements of the left and right hands, and sometimes they often sing the opposite tune.

For example, when the patient tightens the faucet with the right hand, the left hand can't help but loosen it; when the right hand opens the door, the left hand will close the door.

Guo Xin said excitedly: "If that person is not pretending, it is really possible that this disease."

"Doctor Yu, can this disease be cured? Is it easy to cure?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "This disease is usually caused by brain infection, or the sequelae of stroke or brain surgery. It is occasionally seen in patients with brain trauma, cerebrovascular disease, brain tumors and dementia."

"At present, there is no effective way to treat this alien hand syndrome. The best solution is to provide this alien hand with something to play with, so that it can be distracted and avoid doing anything harmful to the patient or others."

Guo Xin said, "Doctor Yu, I will tell that person about your judgment."

After a pause, she asked expectantly, "Doctor Yu, I am on vacation now. Can I stay here as a volunteer?"

"I can do anything. I am not afraid of hardship or fatigue."

Yu Zhiming declined politely, "Our work here is highly professional. Similar work will be done by interns."

"You should still follow your original summer vacation plan and travel to see the scenery and culture of various places..."

Yu Zhiming sent the little fan away and was about to start outpatient work when he received a call from Yu Shiquan.

"Doctor Yu, after careful consideration, I decided to accept your invitation and work at Huashan Second Hospital next year."

This news naturally made Yu Zhiming very happy, but there were also some small regrets.

If he had made an invitation at that time, the other party would have readily accepted it, which showed his extraordinary personal charm, or the relationship between the two sides, and they were also at a certain level.

Now Yu Shiquan accepted the invitation after careful consideration, which can only be the result of weighing the pros and cons.

However, Yu Zhiming also knew that he was being hypocritical.

It is not realistic to ask a successful middle-aged man to make decisions emotionally like a young man.

Yu Zhiming expressed his joy and warm welcome to Dr. Yu Shiquan on the phone.

He naturally accepted Dr. Yu's request to perform a tumor examination on a patient with an intraspinal tumor in the cervical spine.

After ending the call with Dr. Yu, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but think of a patient with an intraspinal tumor some time ago.

At that time, the patient's daughter came to ask him to help contact Dr. Sakurada, but in the end the other party gave up on his own, and the neurosurgeon of Huashan Hospital performed the operation.

Yu Zhiming checked the hospital system on his tablet and found that the patient's operation failed and he had not woken up after the operation. Ten days later, his condition worsened and his family gave up treatment...

At twelve o'clock noon, Yu Zhiming finished his morning outpatient work and returned to the soundproof office for lunch.

Zhou Mo came forward and asked with a burning gaze: "Doctor Yu, do you want famous paintings by Monet and Picasso, original works by Wu Daozi, and various gold objects that were stolen from our country weighing no less than ten kilograms?"

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and asked: "What kind of beautiful dream are you having? If I want it, others will give it to me?"

Zhou Mo said with a smile: "That's about right. The treasures I mentioned are in a private museum in France. As long as you, Doctor Yu, are willing to sell them, they will all be yours."

Yu Zhiming raised his eyelids and looked at Zhou Mo, signaling this guy not to keep him in suspense and to speak quickly.

Zhou Mo said with a smile: "I accidentally searched for this news today. The owner of these treasures claims to have the safest safe in the world."

"He publicly announced three years ago that whoever can open the safe by non-violent means can take all these treasures worth hundreds of millions of dollars without paying a penny."

"Doctor Yu, this should be a piece of cake for you, right?"

Yu Zhiming said with a snort: "You believe this? This is obviously a gimmick to attract tourists."

"If someone can really open the safe, who would be willing to give up such a valuable thing?"

Zhou Mo said with a smile: "This should be an open contract. Aren't those guys in the West pretending to abide by the spirit of the contract? We open the safe in public. If the owner breaks the contract, If I take him to court, will the court still cover up for me?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "I think it's risky. Isn't there a challenge to take gold from a glass cabinet with one hand?"

"I heard that someone practiced hard and finally completed the challenge, but the gold was not given to him."

Zhou Mo tempted, "Doctor Yu, don't you really want to give it a try? These are many treasures worth hundreds of millions. The original work of Wu Daozi alone is a national treasure of our country."

She continued, "You don't have to show up for this matter. You can control it remotely."

"Also, we can ask a more prestigious person to show up so that the other party dare not break the contract at will!"

"Furthermore, we can also create momentum on the Internet and make things bigger so that they dare not break their promises."

Yu Zhiming stretched out his hand and knocked on the coffee table, saying, "Let's eat first. I have work in the afternoon..."