The most enlightened doctor

After seven o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming returned to his home in Junshan Mansion and met Gu Qingran again.

"Sister-in-law hasn't forgiven you yet?"

Gu Qingran gave a light sigh and said: "I have forgiven you a long time ago. I came here for something. Hey, didn't you ask me to check on Daniel Lin's situation? There is news."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo was slightly startled, first glanced at Yu Zhiming beside him, and then chuckled at Gu Qingran: "Dean Gu, please worry about it. I actually want to know about that person's situation."

"He's doing pretty well there, right?"

Gu Qingran nodded and said: "Not only did he do well, he is now a multi-millionaire. In RMB terms, he is a billionaire. He is another inspirational representative of the American dream."

Yu Zhiming interrupted: "Get ready for dinner first, and then talk slowly at the dinner table..."

A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning, Gu Qingran, Zhou Mo, Zeng Yan, Qi Xin, and Aunt Qiu sat down in the restaurant.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Gu Qingran cleared his throat first and then said slowly: "Daniel Lin, formerly known as Lin Huan, is from Zhejiang Province. He once worked at Binhai Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine. He went there twenty-six years ago. Study in the United States.”

"Less than a year after I went to the United States, I married a local white woman and obtained the qualification to stay in the United States..."

Hearing this, Qing Ning, Zeng Yan, Qi Xin and others all curled their lips, showing expressions of contempt.

Gu Qingran went on to say: "After successfully staying in the United States, he worked as a black doctor to support himself while studying to obtain the medical qualifications in the United States."

"In the third year, the white woman died unexpectedly in a shooting, and he received hundreds of thousands in insurance claims."

Qi Xin couldn't help but ask: "Is it because of these hundreds of thousands of insurance compensation that he succeeded in business?"

Gu Qingran shook his head and said: "That's not true. With this money, he can concentrate more on his studies."

"In his sixth year in the United States, he finally succeeded in qualifying to practice medicine."

"Also, when he was a resident doctor in the United States, he met someone who made him transcend social classes. He was the daughter of an investor in Oxford Health Insurance Company in the United States."

Gu Qingran took a sip of the soup and then introduced: "They got married two years after they met, and soon after that, he also joined Oxford Medical Insurance."

After a pause, he introduced: "There are thousands of medical insurance companies of various types in the United States. Oxford Health Insurance is one of the top ten largest medical insurance companies in the United States."

"This Lin Huan is now a director of the Oxford Medical Insurance Company and is also responsible for physician networking and other work."

Qing Ning said sarcastically: "After all, this guy only relied on women to get to the top, which is really disgusting."

Zhou Mo listened with a calm expression.

Zeng Yan asked curiously: "Uncle Gu, he is in the United States. Does he have any children?"

Gu Qingran saw Zhou Mo looking towards him again and said softly: "He and his first white wife have no children."

"With second white wife, two sons."

"but……"

Gu Qingran paused deliberately before continuing: "Four years ago, his wife and youngest son died in a traffic accident. And his eldest son..."

Qi Xin blurted out and asked: "No more?"

Gu Qingran nodded and said: "I got a strange disease. I committed suicide this year because I couldn't bear the torture of the disease."

Qi Xin let out a sigh of surprise and said: "If God has retribution, why doesn't it come to him, but to his family? This is too unfair."

"He has no children now. Could it be that he came to see Sister Momo because there was no one to take care of him in his old age?"

Yu Zhiming said: "Okay, we have a preliminary understanding of this person, so there is no need to discuss his matters."

"Eat well..."

Halfway through dinner, Gu Qingran talked about work again.

"In the young doctor skills competition held by Jingcheng Hospital, Ling Yuchuan and I recruited twenty-three people and twenty-one people respectively."

"These people belong to the fields of internal medicine and surgery, facial features, medical technology and other fields. Among them, there are nine and seven people respectively who are suitable for learning and training by your side."

"Zhiming, do you see?"

Yu Zhiming just grinned and said, "There are too many people, right? How can I bring them here?"

Gu Qingran said with a flattering look on his face: "The main thing is to let them stay with you to improve their knowledge and educate them. Learning mainly depends on themselves."

"The chief physicians at the university-affiliated hospital each have as many as 20 or 30 students. Apart from treating illnesses and saving lives, they have little time to teach students. They all rely on students to take the initiative to learn."

Yu Zhiming said: "Once again, it will take up to one year, mainly relying on their self-study."

"Of course, I will do my best."

Gu Qingran said with a smile on his face: "Then it's settled, let them come and report next week, how about it?"

Yu Zhiming thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

He turned to ask: "How many foreign cancer patients will come in these two days?"

Gu Qingran said: "There are two people on the German side, two people on the island country, and one person on the American side."

"The two cases sent by the relevant departments have also been contacted, but it will not be until next week at the earliest."

Gu Qingran continued with an embarrassed look: "Also, there are three people in the country, so I really can't turn them away."

Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "I understand, we can't just treat foreigners and ignore domestic patients."

"So there are eight people in total..."

Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "All scheduled for this Saturday and Sunday morning. As for the time on Sunday afternoon, I have arranged it."

Zhou Mo explained for Yu Zhiming: "On Sunday afternoon, the patient brought by British doctor Zike Rein will undergo a heart surgery."

"And this Friday night, the German patient brought by Doctor Ding Ye will undergo a cardiac interventional surgery."

When Gu Qingran heard the arrangement, he said worriedly: "Zhiming, why is it so tight? You still have to take care of your health. There is no need to work so hard."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "These are all operational tasks that are easy to get started with. They just take time and don't require much brainpower. For me, this is not much different from rest. Less."

"What really worries me is the diagnosis and treatment of some difficult and complicated diseases. Sometimes I have a headache thinking about it."

Seeing that Gu Qingran, Qing Ning, and Zeng Yan were still worried, he said, "The longevity exercises that I insist on doing every day, and the ginseng health pills I take every day, are not in vain. I obviously feel that my physical strength and energy are much more abundant."

"I know what I can do!"

Gu Qingran still persuaded, "No matter what, you still have to combine work and rest, and you have to have rest time."

Yu Zhiming waved his hand and said, "It's just that there is a backlog of work due to the charity ceremony. I just need to catch up during this period..."

After dinner, Gu Qingran said goodbye and left.

Yu Zhiming returned to the soundproof bedroom upstairs to draw a plan for Lou Xiaoxiao's plastic surgery.

At nearly nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming received a call from Qi Yue.

"Zhiming, you will go to the chief physician review tomorrow. I heard that all the internal medicine review experts in Binhai are actively striving to be your review experts."

"I guess tomorrow, you are likely to meet a large review expert group."

Yu Zhiming asked: "According to the regulations, aren't there five to eleven review experts for the defense? There are only eleven at most."

Qi Yue laughed and said: "Everyone knows that your defense this time is just a formality, so the number of reviewers may be an exception."

"If I hadn't had to avoid it, I would definitely apply to join your defense review."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly, and Qi Yue's voice came from the phone again.

"Zhiming, a Chinese American named Daniel Lin came to me in the evening and said he was Zhou Mo's father..."

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