The most enlightened doctor

At nearly 6:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming returned to the rented villa and saw several waiters setting up dinner in the restaurant on the first floor.

The aroma of mutton rushes into your nose.

After the waiter left, Yu Zhiming, Yu Xiangwan, Fu Xiaoxue, Gu Qingning, and Zeng Yan sat down at the dining table and started eating.

Yu Zhiming drank the delicious milky white mutton soup and recounted the experience of being taken to the big villa by Yan Ling.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiaoxue smiled brightly and said with pride, "That guy knew what was going on. He confessed frankly and took all the blame on himself."

"Hey, uncle, aren't you afraid that they will insist that it was an accident caused by a mistake?"

Yu Zhiming chuckled, looking confident and strategizing.

"As soon as I walked into the villa and saw Dr. You there, I knew they were asking for something from me."

"So, I broke out the conflict first."

"They didn't tell the truth honestly, and other people also tried to evade the matter, trying to evade it. Then the relationship would break up. I will not treat people without quality."

Yu Xiangwan smiled and said, "You are confident."

Yu Zhiming said with a hint of pride: "Dr. You's ability in neurosurgery is among the top in the country."

"He was here, and he called me over..."

"This shows that the problem is quite difficult. Even if I don't have to do it, it is also extremely necessary."

"In this case, I have to take the opportunity to vent my anger and give them a thumbs up."

Gu Qingning felt full of protection and happiness. This was because Zhiming was venting her anger on her behalf.

She blinked her bright eyes and said, "That man is still able to handle things clearly. He didn't act foolishly with the woman. He took the initiative to confess."

"Hey, did you say how to punish me at the end?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "No, I just said that I would be given a satisfactory explanation."

"I guess they will still investigate, confirm the facts, and then deal with it."

Yu Zhiming smiled again and said, "I guess the punishment will be more serious. If they can't satisfy me, they will definitely worry about whether I can do my best during the operation."

Gu Qingning asked again: "Zhiming, are you sure about the old man's spinal canal tumor?"

Yu Zhiming's expression became calm.

"The tumor has a complex shape and is entangled with the spinal cord and intervertebral nerves. The risk of surgery is very high."

"I can only say that I will try my best, but I can't say that I am sure."

Gu Qingning snorted and said softly: "If it wasn't complicated or difficult, they wouldn't ask for anything..."

After a delicious mutton dinner, Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning took the two little ones to the lakeside buildings, saying they were going to watch a movie in a small cinema.

Yu Zhiming came to the bedroom, sat in front of the desk, took out paper and a sketch pen, and began to draw the tumors in Mr. Cao's cervical and lumbar spine.

He stayed in the big villa for more than an hour. Except for talking about the conflict at the beginning, most of the remaining time was spent exploring Mr. Cao's spinal canal tumor.

What Yu Zhiming wants to draw now is not the simple diagram he often drew before, which only identifies the location of the lesion.

What he wanted to draw was a three-dimensional perspective view of the tumor that was as detailed as possible.

In the words of Dr. You Weixian, no matter how accurate the image is, it is not as accurate as Yu Zhiming's exploration.

In view of the complexity of Mr. Cao's tumor and the high risk of surgery, You Weixian needed the most accurate tumor imaging map, design and optimization of the placement position of the radioactive particle rod, and the puncture path.

What Yu Zhiming has to do now is to use the pen in his hand to draw the three-dimensional diagram of the tumor that he has detected and constructed in his mind on paper.

This is a technical and meticulous job...

Time flows unconsciously in the subtle friction sound of the pen tip on the paper.

The sound of a glass of water being gently placed on the desk woke Yu Zhiming up, and he suddenly realized that it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

He picked up the water glass and drank half of the water in one gulp, then glanced at Gu Qing Ning, who was admiring his painting.

"What movie did you watch?"

"Animated movie Yang Jian."

Gu Qingning replied briefly, then said: "Zhi Ming, I didn't expect you to have very powerful sketching skills."

"The painting can be so detailed and realistic."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "You don't know what a tumor looks like, how do you know it's realistic?"

Gu Qingning also smiled and said: "Through intuition."

"And your selfless devotion."

"Even the sound of me entering the room didn't wake you up. This must be unusual for you with your keen hearing, right?"

Yu Zhiming stood up and moved his wrists, shoulders, and waist in sequence.

"The main reason is that I am familiar with your footsteps, breathing and other movements, and my subconscious mind thinks that they are not threats and do not need to be alert."

"If a stranger comes in, maybe I will notice it as soon as he enters the villa."

The corners of Gu Qingning's mouth raised happily, and her eyebrows danced.

"Zhi Ming, can you draw a head portrait? I will be your model tomorrow. How about I draw one?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "I am not an art student sketching. I don't pay attention to beauty, but to truth and accurate positioning."

"The sketched head drawn using my habit must feel strange, so I'd better avoid it."

Gu Qingning made a soft sound, but did not insist, and then said: "Zhiming, we also brought back some food. Do you want to eat some with us?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "My tumor sketch will be complete if I add some details."

"I'll just go to sleep then."

He couldn't help but tease: "You are all afraid of gaining weight, but you can't control your mouth."

"Don't you know that horses don't get fat without night grass?"

Gu Qingning said with a smile, "Don't you like the feeling of flesh?"

"Look at me, have I gained a lot of fat?"

As she spoke, Gu Qingning tightened her shirt behind her back and straightened out her considerable breasts.

Yu Zhiming glanced at it, and then another.

Not to mention, after careful inspection, Yu Zhiming really found that Gu Qingning really had some flesh on his body compared to his previous memory appearance.

At least, no rib marks can be seen.

Yu Zhiming objectively commented: "There has been some progress, but overall I am still a little thin."

"Hey, do you have a belly?"

"Hey, don't breathe in..."

Yu Zhiming wanted to check it out, but Gu Qingning had already ran out...

Fu Xiaoxue ran in again, with a greasy mouth and a roasted pig's trotter in her hand.

"Uncle, do you really not want to eat?"

Yu Zhiming said with a look of disgust: "You are about to go to bed, and you are still eating so greasy?"

Fu Xiaoxue said with a smile: "Uncle, I just indulged myself these days. When I go back to school, eat in the cafeteria every day, and have heavy study tasks every day, I will definitely lose weight."

After a while, the smile disappeared from her face.

"My brother asked me to pay more attention to my roommate Liu Yiyi. She told me tonight that her father and mother are separated and are preparing for divorce."

Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "Divorce is a normal and common thing now. I heard that the number of divorces every year is catching up with the number of marriages!"

Fu Xiaoxue pursed her lips and said, "It's better not to get married after getting married and divorced."

She took another bite of the pig's trotter and asked vaguely, "Uncle, will you marry Sister Qing Ning?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I don't know now."

He waved his hand again and said: "Go out to eat, I have to work..."

The next morning, Yu Zhiming still got up at six o'clock as usual.

After washing, Yu Zhiming came to the flat open space outside the villa, breathing fresh air and doing aerobics.

When he was halfway through the aerobics, Zeng Yan ran out fully dressed and started doing aerobics with him.

"Why did you get up so early?"

"Uncle, since I have decided to study medicine, I must develop good self-discipline habits."

"I decided to get up at six o'clock every day, no matter whether it is cold or hot, going to school or on vacation!"

Zeng Yan said with high spirits: "If you can't do this well, how can you cope with the heavy medical school studies and the heavy hospital work in the future?"

Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "Whether you can study medicine or not, developing good self-discipline habits is beneficial and harmless."

Zeng Yan hummed and then said softly: "Uncle, after my parents and I have discussed it, I will drop out of school and go home to take the college entrance examination again."

"Try to be admitted to the School of Medicine of Jiaotong University next year."

These words made Yu Zhiming stop the aerobics and asked confirmingly: "Have you decided to drop out of school?"

Zeng Yan also stopped exercising and said breathlessly: "Uncle, if you don't drop out of school and take the college entrance examination again, how can you get into medical school?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and said: "Don't drop out of school impulsively. Wait until you truly understand the ups and downs of being a doctor and gain strong support from your parents..."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming heard footsteps.

He turned around and saw three people walking out of the trees and walking toward the villa more than ten meters away.

Zeng Yan also saw them, and her little mouth couldn't help but open.

The next moment, she rushed into the villa.

"Auntie, Sister Qing Ning, Xiaoxue, get up quickly, those people are here to apologize..."

It's really an apology.

There were women with exquisite makeup, as well as tall, thin men and short, fat men with bare upper bodies. They all had five or six fresh branches with leaves tied on their backs.

Especially tall and thin men, there are red or cyan patches the size of walnuts all over their bodies.

It looked like a small cupping had been done all over the body.

When they got closer, Yu Zhiming could see clearly that the red or blue patches turned out to be skin bruises.

Is this a way to treat others the way they are treated, by hitting them with golf balls?

When these three guys lowered their heads and slowly arrived in front of the villa, Yu Xiangwan, Gu Qingning, and Fu Xiaoxue also wore pajamas and slippers and rushed out of the villa huffing and puffing.

The tall, thin man who came closer looked up at Yu Zhiming and the others, his face turned red, and he bent down.

"I, Ding Shaoyong, come to apologize and apologize for yesterday's mistakes and offenses..."

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