The most enlightened doctor

At nearly seven o'clock on Monday morning, Fang Yu came to the dining room after washing up and found that several breakfast items had been placed on the table, and her daughter was peeling hard-boiled eggs obediently.

Fang Yu sat down at the dining table, picked up a glass of milk and took a big sip.

At this time, the door of the room rang, and Fang Yu's husband came back carrying fried fried dough sticks and sesame seed cakes bought outside.

The economic foundation determines the status of the family. Fang Yu's income is high and her working hours are irregular. Coupled with the influence of Binhai's traditional customs, her husband is mainly responsible for the housework in Fang Yu's family.

"Honey, what time did you go to bed last night?"

"It's just after twelve o'clock!"

Fang Yu replied, took the sesame cake and fried dough sticks from her husband's hand, and took a big bite.

Today, she has to rush to Licorice Hall to negotiate cooperation on folk remedies for the treatment of uremia. Fang Yu knows that this cooperation is likely to involve huge interests in the amount of hundreds of millions.

She spent the whole day yesterday preparing for war, studying the terms of cooperation, and simulating possible negotiation situations.

It was rare for Yu Zhiming to trust her, and if she was given full responsibility for such an important cooperation negotiation, she couldn't afford to stretch her hips.

Fang Yu ate her breakfast and was still thinking about how to adapt the negotiations to her own rhythm after going to Licorice Hall. Her husband's voice sounded in her ears again.

"Honey, regarding the house in Xinglin Huating, I discussed it with my parents yesterday. Should we not buy it?"

When Fang Yu's husband saw his wife looking towards him, he quickly explained: "The price is 160,000 yuan, and the minimum area is 150 square meters. After selling our house, plus our savings, Considering the renovation, a loan of at least 15 million is required.”

"This is 15 million. For a thirty-year loan, we have to pay back 60,000 to 70,000 a month."

"The income of both of us is not enough even if we don't eat or drink. Wife, it's not that I don't want to buy it, it's that we really can't afford it."

Fang Yu took another sip of milk and said, "When you bought this house, you said you couldn't afford it and wanted to live with your parents."

"Looking at it now, did I buy it wrong?"

Fang Yu's husband said with a grimace: "At this moment and at that moment, house prices have clearly entered a downward channel."

"The houses in Xinglin Huating will only go up but not down."

Fang Yu replied with a strong tone, and then said: "I forgot to tell you one thing. Last night, Dr. Yu talked about buying a house."

"Dr. Yu said that if the studio and his medical team buy the house in Xinglin Huating, he will provide a loan of twenty times their annual income."

Fang Yu added in a serious tone: "Wu Xi!"

Fang Yu's husband looked surprised and said: "Twenty times the annual income? Wife, you can borrow it..."

Fang Yu replied: "Ten million. My annual income is in the same bracket as several of Dr. Yu's students, five hundred thousand."

"There is also a junior nurse category, worth 200,000 yuan. There is also a category in the middle, worth 300,000 yuan."

Fang Yu's husband calculated: "With this ten million interest-free loan, we only need a bank loan of five million, and the monthly repayment is still affordable."

He thought about something more and said: "Several of Dr. Yu's students will definitely buy the house there. Adding you and a few others with some financial strength, it will cost 70 to 80 million."

"Damn it, Doctor Yu is too arrogant, isn't he?"

He asked curiously: "Honey, how much money does Dr. Yu make in a month?"

Fang Yu glanced at him and said, "Is this something you can ask about? But I can tell you a public data. Dr. Yu owns 10% of Ning'an Group's shares."

"Based on the stock prices of Ning'an Pharmaceutical and Ning'an Real Estate, the value of Ning'an Group is at least 2 billion."

Fang Yu's husband analyzed: "The shares are just paper wealth, but these 70 to 80 million are real cash. Even a big company may not have so much cash."

Fang Yu picked up a piece of fried food and stuffed it into her husband's mouth, saying, "Eat your food! You don't study serious matters, but you just think about other things."

"Let me tell you, Dr. Yu is not short of cash, and his income is getting more and more terrible every year."

"My income will also increase. Our better days are ahead, so I must buy the house in Xinglin Huating."

"besides……"

Fang Yu warned: "Don't hold me back."

After swallowing the fried food, Fang Yu's husband quickly said: "Honey, don't worry, I will take good care of our baby daughter and the family, and won't let you be distracted."

"Also, many colleagues, relatives and friends knew that you were working for Dr. Yu and wanted to ask me to seek medical advice from Dr. Yu. I also listened to you and refused to accept any of them."

Fang Yu nodded with satisfaction and added, "Don't refuse too harshly. Tell them that what Dr. Yu can do now are intractable diseases and serious illnesses that other doctors and experts cannot solve."

"Their minor problems are not worth bothering Dr. Yu. If their physical problems are serious, they can be introduced to Dr. Yu's students for diagnosis and treatment first. If they can't solve them, Dr. Yu will take over."

"Honey, is this okay?" Fang Yu's husband asked in confirmation.

Fang Yu nodded and said: "Dr. Yu and several of his students also have outpatient clinics every week. I still have some respect for introducing a few patients..."

At nearly nine o'clock in the morning, Fang Yu, together with the studio's HR and Administrative Specialist and Assistant, rushed to the Licorice Hall headquarters in a high-spirited manner and were taken to the reception room in the backyard.

Ye Peng handed an A4 piece of paper to Fang Yu and said with a chuckle: "Director Fang, these are the terms of cooperation we have drawn up. Take a look at it. If there is anything inappropriate, we can discuss it again."

After reading the nine cooperation conditions on the paper, Fang Yu felt like she was punching in the air and had nowhere to put her efforts.

this……

This negotiation is too simple. There is no room for improvement. Yesterday's hard work was in vain.

Since the other party is so sincere...

Fang Yu thought for a moment and said: "Dr. Ye, you asked for 30% of the profits of Licorice Hall. To be honest, Dr. Yu gave me a minimum, no less than 46%, you six and I four..."

Monday is Yu Zhiming’s outpatient day.

At nearly ten o'clock in the morning, with a concerned word, "Be careful, I'll help you," the two walked into the soundproof examination room.

Yu Zhiming looked up and saw a pregnant woman being helped in.

This pregnant woman looked to be in her thirties, with a swollen belly, and her gestational age looked to be three or four months.

The person supporting her was a young woman in her early twenties, with short hair, good looks, and dressed like a man. She looked like a man at first glance, but she was actually a tomboy.

The pregnant woman touched her belly and said, "Doctor Yu, I am thirty-one years old and I am three months pregnant with triplets."

"During the pregnancy test, the doctor advised me to have a fetal reduction surgery. I couldn't bear to do it. I would like you to check it out. With my physical condition, do I need to have a fetal reduction surgery?"

Yu Zhiming didn't talk nonsense and pointed to the examination bed next to him.

The pregnant woman walked to the examination bed. The young woman quickly reached out to support her and said with concern: "Honey, slow down, I'll help you!"

Wife? !

Yu Zhiming felt that his knowledge had been impacted, and looked at the tomboy, asking: "Are you hers?"

The tomboy replied: "My lover, the father of my child."

"Are you a man?" Yu Zhiming blurted out.

The pregnant woman sitting on the examination bed couldn't help laughing and said: "Dr. Yu, although he looks a bit like a boy and a girl, he is indeed a boy. I can testify."

The young man also blushed and said displeasedly: "Doctor Yu, I am a man. Do you want me to show you my ID card?"

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but wonder if his super-sensitive hearing had finally suffered a terrible deterioration.

The reason why he thought this young man was a tomboy and a girl was not based on the person's appearance or dress, but based on the words he said when he entered the door, "Be careful, I'll help you."

After adulthood, men's voices and women's voices sound different due to differences in their physiological structures and pronunciation.

This difference is as clear as day and night to Yu Zhiming, and he has not yet missed it.

Even if some men's voices are feminine and women's voices are hoarse and rough, like rough old men speaking, Yu Zhiming can easily tell the difference between men and women.

Why did you make a mistake in judgment today?

Yu Zhiming doesn't believe in evil. If he doesn't believe it, he is wrong.

He looked at the young man in front of him and found that his Adam's apple was not obvious, but this did not prove anything. Some men just had an unclear Adam's apple.

It seems that the only way to be sure is to check it.

For Yu Zhiming, whether the person in front of him is a man or not is not up to his wife or him, and his ID card cannot prove it.

Only Yu Zhiming personally inspected it to determine whether it was male or female.

Yu Zhiming allowed himself to politely say to the tomboy: "Compared with your wife and your body, I feel it is necessary to do a check-up first..."