The most enlightened doctor

On Wednesday morning, Yu Zhiming arrived at the Qiyue Medical Research Center at about the same time as usual.

But his whole person looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilting.

Yu Zhiming first went to the ward area, did a quick physical examination of the patients that the center had received in recent days, and then came to the director's office.

Qi Yue, who was changing into a white coat, saw Yu Zhiming and chuckled: "Your wife told me everything about last night."

"You say you remain calm in times of crisis, and you have the air of a general."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "Actually, I was also very panicked. Fortunately, the fire did not really happen."

After a moment of pause, he turned to ask: "Teacher, do you know any experts in plastic surgery?"

"Plastic surgery?"

Qi Yue asked while recalling: "Zhi Ming, is there a friend who asked me to do plastic surgery? Or is there someone who needs plastic surgery and repair?"

"Get plastic surgery!"

Yu Zhiming pointed to his left nose and said, "It's a very small injury. A piece of the nose here is missing."

"Teacher, on my way home last night, I encountered something unfair. I originally acted bravely, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a misunderstanding."

Without waiting for the teacher to ask, he recounted the story of a husband chasing his wife with a shining spatula in the middle of the night.

Qi Yue held back his laughter and asked, "Which couple ended up relying on you?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "That's not true!"

"After the police arrived, the man also woke up."

"The two men didn't hide anything. They told the police what they had done."

"The man also took the initiative to say that he didn't blame us."

"The police reprimanded them, saying that they deliberately caused misunderstandings and were fully responsible."

"If they persist, we will hold them accountable for disturbing public order."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "I saw that the man was indeed disfigured. Thinking that our hospital's plastic surgery department is quite capable, I proposed to introduce them to an expert."

"Of course, I am only responsible for the introduction, and they have to pay the related expenses themselves."

Qi Yue nodded and said, "Plastic surgery, my relationship with one or two people is pretty good."

"I'll call right now..."

After contacting a chief physician at the plastic surgery department, Yu Zhiming returned to the big office.

Zhou Mo, who came to work a little later than usual, came over with a smile on his face.

"Dr. Yu, I'm really sorry. You were tired and frightened last night, but you still tried to turn the tide in a critical moment."

Yu Zhiming waved his hand and said magnanimously: "No need to apologize, last night was an accident and you didn't want it."

"Hey, what are the follow-up work arrangements?"

Zhou Mo sighed softly: "My mother said that we prepared a total of eight sets of clothes and took five sets, which is enough."

"There will be no reshoots for those three sets."

After a pause, she chuckled and said, "The photographer said that this accident was caused by a problem with their equipment."

"Also, Dr. Yu, you reminded me from the beginning, but you failed to attract their attention."

"So, this time it was their responsibility. As an apology, they did not charge us for the filming."

"My mother didn't hold them accountable either."

After saying this, Zhou Mo picked up his phone and clicked on the screen a few times.

"Dr. Yu, your reward has been transferred."

"Take it."

Yu Zhiming opened his phone and looked at it.

"Ten thousand? Didn't you agree on two thousand?"

Yu Zhiming also knew that the price of two thousand originally agreed upon was still a friend's price.

If you hire a small model or a part-time model, you can get it done for a few hundred or one thousand.

Zhou Mo explained: "Dr. Yu, what is extra is our apology and gratitude."

"My mother woke up this morning still very scared."

"He also said that if Dr. Yu hadn't stepped forward to calm people down and take charge of the overall situation, if someone fell down the stairs, the consequences would have been difficult to predict!"

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly, clicked on the phone screen with peace of mind, and accepted the transfer...

Last night, due to two consecutive accidents, Yu Zhiming only rested for more than three hours.

Although there was a serious lack of rest and Yu Zhiming was a little dizzy, the workload of the day did not decrease.

In addition to the scheduled work, Qi Yue also informed Yu Zhiming that four more patients would come today.

Fortunately, Yu Zhiming has rich experience in dealing with lack of sleep.

When nothing happened, he looked confused and dull, but when there was something serious, he felt like he had been given a shot of blood, and he immediately became energetic.

This allowed Yu Zhiming to complete the morning's work very well.

Lunch was specially prepared by Zhou Mo by his aunt at home, including steamed sea bass, shrimps and eggs, etc. He said it was to compensate for Yu Zhiming's hunger last night.

Yu Zhiming, who was full of appetite, was about to feast when he was called to the director's office by Qi Yue.

Yu Zhiming saw a mother and son with red and swollen eyes in the director's office.

The son looks to be in his twenties or early twenties. He is a red-haired young man with a middle parted hairstyle, big earrings, and a somewhat avant-garde look.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Dr. Yu, my father suffered a cerebral hemorrhage at the company on Monday."

"As of the rescue, he is still not out of danger."

"The neurologist said, Dr. Yu, you can use extracorporeal puncture to restore sufficient blood supply to my dad's brain and restore consciousness."

Yu Zhiming was slightly startled and hurriedly explained: "My external puncture technique is an emergency method."

"It is likely to aggravate brain damage. It is not an exaggeration to say that drinking poison quenches thirst."

The red-haired young man had a sad look on his face and said, "My dad's doctor also said that with my dad's situation..."

"The possibility of actively waking up is very slim, and it won't last long."

"My mother and I just wanted to have a good talk with our father and say goodbye to him."

At this point, the red-haired young man shed tears.

He wiped his eyes vigorously and said with a choked voice: "At this time, I realized that I still have many, many things I want to say to my father."

"Doctor Yu, please help us!"

As they spoke, the red-haired young man and his mother bowed towards Yu Zhiming.

Yu Zhiming did not respond immediately with a hot head, but said in a deep voice: "This extracorporeal bypass surgery is a risky emergency method. It may not be successful, and even if it is successful, it may not revive the patient."

"You two, do you understand?"

The red-haired young man wiped his eyes again and said, "Understood, we know that this is a risk and may not necessarily pay off."

"Dr. Yu, please rest assured, no matter what the consequences are, we will accept them."

Seeing the red-haired young man's attitude, Yu Zhiming was ready to agree and go with them to the neurology department.

Qi Yue suddenly said: "Do you know the forty-eight hour rule?"

The red-haired young man and his mother looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "Uncle Qi, we don't know about forty-eight hours. Is there any special rule here?"

Yu Zhiming saw Qi Yue looking towards him and explained to the mother and son in an understanding manner: "These forty-eight hours are a regulation for the identification of work-related injuries in our country."

"During working hours and at the work place, if a person suddenly becomes ill and dies within 48 hours after rescue fails, it will be regarded as a work-related injury."

"If it exceeds forty-eight hours, it is not considered a work-related injury."

Qi Yue said quietly: "Whether it counts as a work-related injury or not, there is a big difference in the compensation and subsequent treatment."

While Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue were talking, the mother and son had already taken out their mobile phones and started searching.

Yu Zhiming and Teacher Qi looked at each other, and in tacit agreement, they said nothing and waited quietly.

A few minutes later, the red-haired young man, who made eye contact with his mother several times, said with an embarrassed expression: "Dr. Yu, since this extracorporeal bypass surgery involves drinking poison to quench thirst, I would like to discuss it with my mother again and consider it."

"This is what it should be. You really need to consider it carefully and make a decision carefully!" Yu Zhiming replied expressionlessly.

When the mother and son left the director's office, Yu Zhiming couldn't hold back his expression.

He said angrily: "Just now, I still looked like I was deeply in love and grieving."

"But in a blink of an eye..."

Yu Zhiming stopped talking, took a long breath, and sighed: "In the face of real interests, the relationship between father and son, and the relationship between husband and wife are as fragile as tofu."

"Teacher, this society is becoming more and more realistic."

Qi Yue looked unperturbed and said, "This is an interest difference of hundreds of thousands, or even millions."

"It's an irresistible temptation for ordinary families."

"Especially, the person who makes the decision is not the dying person lying on the hospital bed, but the profiteer."

Qi Yue chuckled softly and said with a sarcastic tone: "This forty-eight-hour restriction is a test of human nature."

"On the one hand, the employer asks the hospital to actively rescue the patient regardless of the cost. As long as he survives 48 hours, they will not care about his life or death after that."

"On the other hand, family members will give up resuscitation and ask the hospital to stop the life support system when the deadline is approaching."

"Zhi Ming, don't mention such an incident. Have you never experienced it before?"

Yu Zhiming replied softly: "When I was working in the county hospital, I never encountered any family members giving up on their own initiative."

"The main reason is that there are not many formal units in our county, and there are even fewer insurance companies. There are very few patients with such special circumstances."

Qi Yue said oh, and warned solemnly: "Zhi Ming, never test human nature."

"Everyone has a price, including you and me. The reason why we don't betray is just because the price offered by others is not high enough..."

There was still a lot of work in the afternoon, but fortunately, Yu Zhiming finally got through it.

After six o'clock in the evening, after completing the rapid screening of fifty volunteers for the very early stage cancer project, he returned to the big office relaxed physically and mentally.

Unexpectedly, someone was waiting for him.

It was the man who was chasing his wife last night.

Yu Zhiming looked at his bandaged left face and left nose and asked, "Has the repair surgery been done?"

The man replied honestly: "It was done in the morning. Thank you Dr. Yu for recommending the expert."

Yu Zhiming noticed the hesitation in this guy's eyes and said impatiently: "If you have anything to do, just say it!"

He also warned: "If you want compensation, don't talk about it. I didn't do anything wrong about what happened last night."

"If you are not convinced, you can go to court and sue."

The man waved his hand and said, "Dr. Yu, I have absolutely no intention of asking for compensation."

"I have something else to tell you, Dr. Yu..."

He looked at Qiao Lei and Zhou Mo in the office and said, "Dr. Yu, is it convenient for us to talk in private?"

"What I want to talk about is very important and needs to be kept confidential."

Yu Zhiming's face turned cold and he said, "If you want to talk, let's talk now. It's impossible to talk in private."

"I still have a job. If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."

The man struggled for a moment, and the next moment, he bent his legs and knelt in front of Yu Zhiming.

"Doctor Yu, please save my life..."

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