The most enlightened doctor

In a blink of an eye, it was Sunday. Yu Xiangwan went out for fun at Zhou Mo's invitation, and Gu Qingning disappeared after breakfast.

Yu Zhiming originally thought that he could spend a quiet day alone.

Unexpectedly, a more noisy little guy ran over.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a week. Do you miss me?"

Yu Zhiming looked at Fu Xiaoxue who was grabbing his arm and shaking him, and said matter-of-factly: "I didn't think so!"

He said with a look of disgust again: "Xiaoxue, you are already a big girl, why are you still acting like a child of six or seven years old?"

Fu Xiaoxue smiled and said, "In front of my uncle, I am just a child."

"Brother-in-law, uncle, I have only officially operated the securities account for four days, and I have made more than 1,300 yuan on my book funds."

"Am I awesome?"

Facing Fu Xiaoxue who looked for praise, Yu Zhiming did not tolerate her and said calmly: "It's just novice's luck."

"I heard that as long as you don't completely liquidate and leave the market, profits in the stock market are not considered real profits."

Yu Zhiming sat down on the sofa in the living room and asked, "Why don't you hang out with your classmates?"

Fu Xiaoxue also sat down next to Yu Zhiming, pursed her lips and said, "We can't play together with them."

"What happened?" Yu Zhiming asked concerned.

Fu Xiaoxue said with a gloomy tone: "I went out with some classmates yesterday."

"Seeing them buying this and that, eating and drinking, I feel like we are not in the same class as them."

Yu Zhiming understood somewhat.

Most of the parents of Xiaoxue's classmates are senior financial practitioners, and their families must be quite wealthy.

"Xiaoxue, reincarnation is something like this..."

Fu Xiaoxue interrupted with a smile: "Uncle, you don't need to comfort me, I can think of it openly."

"It's their business to have money in their family. I don't have to worry about food or clothing. I have parents who love me, my uncle, and my brother. I'm already very happy."

"Besides, they only have money now, or their parents' money. Who will be richer in ten years' time is still uncertain."

Yu Zhiming reached out and touched the little guy's head.

"This is my Xiaoxue."

"My uncle believes that in ten years, you will be one of the most outstanding people in our class."

Fu Xiaoxue shook her little head and said with a stern expression: "Uncle, I think so too."

She said nonchalantly: "Uncle, I made an agreement with my aunt last night, doesn't she also want to start a business and do short-term rental housing?"

"I come here to work for my aunt on weekends and holidays, and earn pocket money to buy delicious food..."

After chatting casually for a while, Fu Xiaoxue grabbed Yu Zhiming's arm again and started humming.

"Uncle, uncle, I want to eat durian."

Yu Zhiming snorted lightly and said, "When you go back to school, I will buy you a big one and you can take it home to eat."

Fu Xiaoxue shook Yu Zhiming's arm again and said softly: "But I want to eat it now."

"Uncle, I really want to eat it."

Faced with the coquettish behavior of his niece, whom he had doted on since childhood, Yu Zhiming surrendered without any resistance.

He had to change his clothes for going out and went downstairs with the jumping Xiaoxue.

Seeing the electric carport downstairs, Yu Zhiming suddenly thought of something.

"Xiaoxue, do you need the bicycle I bought in college? If so, I will send it to you another day."

Fu Xiaoxue smiled and said: "The campus is quite big, and sometimes the place where classes are held is quite far. Bicycles are still needed."

"Uncle, when I go back to school in the evening, I can just ride back. It's not very far from school anyway."

The two came to the commercial street outside the community and entered the fourth fruit shop.

The three fruit shops we passed earlier also had durian, but the quantity was not large.

This fourth fruit shop is full of durians. There are twenty or thirty durians, so there is a lot of room for selection.

The two men walked into the fruit shop and began to pat durians one after another.

Fu Xiaoxue also pretended to be an expert, imitating Yu Zhiming's example of knocking here and patting that.

The shop owner, who was about forty years old, came over.

He enthusiastically recommended: "My durians just came in this morning. They are guaranteed to be sweet and fragrant."

"Do you want a bigger one or a smaller one? I can help choose one."

The male shopkeeper said again with a sincere face: "I promise to choose one with thin skin and lots of meat for you."

"If the meat yield rate does not reach 30%, I will replace it with one of greater weight."

The shop owner is just bullying people who don't understand.

The average meat yield of durian is 40%, and only a few durians with poor development have a meat yield of less than 30%.

He pretended to make a selection, and if he picked any durian at random, it would basically meet his standards.

Fu Xiaoxue said with a showy face: "Boss, my brother-in-law is a master at picking durians. We can just pick them ourselves."

The smile on the shop owner's face became even brighter. He liked this kind of self-righteous customer the most.

"No problem, you can choose whatever you want."

"But you have to agree first. The durians you choose yourself, no matter how little meat they produce, you can't do without."

While the shopkeeper and Xiaoxue were talking, Yu Zhiming had already slapped all the durians, and then pointed his finger at an ugly durian.

Fu Xiaoxue picked up the durian excitedly and shouted: "Boss, we want this one..."

Put it on the electronic scale and weigh it, 11.3 pounds.

"It's eleven pounds. Do you want to open it and take out the pulp?"

The shop owner generously added a zero and emphasized: "Once again, this is your choice. Unless it is broken, it cannot be returned or exchanged once it is opened."

Yu Zhiming nodded towards the shopkeeper, then noticed that the shopkeeper's face was a little pale and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Physical discomfort?"

The shopkeeper forced a smile and explained: "I am undergoing treatment for kidney stones."

He broke open the durian forcefully, took out several transparent plastic boxes, put on disposable gloves, and began to take out the pulp.

After taking it for a while, the shopkeeper was secretly surprised.

Three boxes of durian pulp have been taken out, and a small half of the durian petals are still unopened...

"I'm really blind. You are indeed a master at picking durians. I admire you."

The shopkeeper complimented him and placed six boxes filled with fruit pulp on the electronic scale.

"Five pounds and five taels, the meat yield is nearly 50%. Ah, such a high meat rate is really rare, very rare."

The shop owner had an exaggerated expression of surprise.

Fu Xiaoxue sneered again: "Boss, I'm not going to lie to you, am I? My uncle is very good at picking durians and watermelons."

The shopkeeper hit the snake on the stick and asked, "Would you like to choose another watermelon?"

"The watermelons I have here are also very sweet."

Yu Zhiming smiled and shook his head, paid for the durians with his mobile phone, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, from the corner of his eye, he saw the shopkeeper frowning and covering his lower abdomen with his right hand.

The area covered is not the area where the kidney hurts!

Out of duty, habit and sensitivity, Yu Zhiming turned his body back and said, "I'm a doctor. Boss, I see you have severe abdominal pain."

"Do you want me to check you out?"

The shop owner really felt pain in his abdomen, and with the thought of seeking medical attention, he immediately accepted Yu Zhiming's suggestion and sat on the recliner at the door for examination.

Yu Zhiming patted his abdomen seemingly casually a few times, and his expression turned serious.

"Boss, your abdominal pain is not caused by kidney stones, but by celiac artery dissection."

"This arterial dissection..."

Yu Zhiming saw the shop owner's face turn pale instantly, knowing that this man knew a thing or two about the dangers of arterial dissection.

He stopped explaining and said directly: "Your situation is very dangerous. It is strongly recommended that you go to Huashan Hospital for treatment immediately."

Next, the shop owner spoke to the owner of the store next door and didn’t even clean up the fruit shop. He hailed a taxi and left without a trace...

While eating durian, Fu Xiaoxue chuckled and said, "Uncle, if you come to this store to buy fruit in the future, you probably won't have to spend money."

Yu Zhiming flicked her forehead and said, "It's eleven o'clock now. Now that we're out, let's go back after lunch."

Fu Xiaoxue said: "Uncle, there should be some dumplings made by my mother at home, right?"

"I'm craving for the dumplings made by my mother."

"Uncle, let's go back and eat, I'll cook..."

Yu Zhiming still couldn't eat the dumplings cooked by his niece for lunch.

Emergency calls came from the hospital's outpatient and emergency department...

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