The most enlightened doctor

Department of Thoracic Surgery, Binda Affiliated Hospital, Dr. Lou’s Office.

"Ms. Zhou, thank you for your message!"

Dr. Lou Xinghua ended the call with Zhou Mo and looked at a middle-aged couple sitting across from each other in the reception area, as well as a middle-aged man with a bulging belly and a slicked-back haircut.

"You have all heard the content of the call. The heart malformation correction surgery can only be postponed until after the Spring Festival."

The husband of the middle-aged couple, who looked like he had experienced the vicissitudes of life, said anxiously: "Dr. Lou, didn't you say that my son's condition is a little bad, and the sooner he has surgery, the better?"

Lou Xinghua said frankly: "This is indeed the case, but regarding your son's heart condition, without Dr. Yu's assistance, the probability of my surgery being successful is less than 10%."

"Are you sure you want me to do the surgery now?"

The patient's mother looked a little helpless and said, "Can you contact Dr. Yu again?"

"We are willing to give money, give more money!"

Lou Xinghua sighed softly and said, "This is not a question of money. Dr. Yu is not short of money."

"Well, you have also heard that the decision to give up the heart donor made Dr. Yu think that the child was world-weary and had a low desire to survive."

"He was a little bit not optimistic that the child would survive the operation."

"Well, Dr. Yu's perspective on the problem is a bit unique, but I have to say that it makes some sense."

Lou Xinghua stood up and said: "I will ask a psychologist to have a good talk with your son. If this problem is not properly resolved, it will indeed affect the success rate of the operation."

"That's it for today..."

The patient's parents left the office in despair.

As soon as he left the office, the patient's father dragged the general belly man into the stairwell and questioned him in a low voice.

"Is this your arrangement?"

"If we wait for more than a week, my son may not be able to hold on and die."

The general-belly man straightened out his clothes that were a little untidy, and said slowly: "Has all the money I promised you been paid?"

"Is it missing a penny?"

"Also, is Dr. Lou the best and most powerful doctor in Binhai for correcting heart malformations?"

"As for Doctor Yu?"

The general's belly man said helplessly: "Brother, I really don't know that he went back to his hometown to celebrate the Spring Festival."

"At Dr. Yu's level, no one can force him to do anything he doesn't want to do."

The patient's father growled with red eyes: "I don't care, I don't care! No matter what method you use, make sure that Dr. Yu rushes to Binhai tomorrow."

"Otherwise, if I tell everything, my son will not survive, and neither will you."

The general's belly was cut lightly, and he said casually: "Tell me, you can break the news as you like."

"Anyway, the heart has been successfully transplanted into my eldest brother's body. Can it be dug out again?"

After a pause, he showed a mocking expression again.

"Besides, did I deceive you at that time?"

"The surgery and post-operative recovery fee is around 500,000 yuan? The annual follow-up and anti-rejection costs will be around 100,000 to 200,000 yuan?"

"Did I exaggerate on purpose?"

"Even if your son's heart deformity correction surgery has a success rate, I'll be honest, it's only about 30 to 40 percent."

"It was you who made the choice of your own initiative. You gave up the heart transplant and chose to take the risk of deformity correction surgery."

"to be exact……"

The general's belly man's gaze suddenly became sharp, piercing into the eyes of the patient's father.

"You chose money and gave up your son."

The patient's father's lips trembled, his body slowly squatted down, he covered his face and began to cry...

At nearly 12 noon, a farmhouse in Lishuiji, Liyang County, Shandong Province, thousands of miles away from the coast.

A total of eleven people including Yu's father and Yu's mother, the eldest sister's family of four, the second brother-in-law, Yu Xiangwan, Zhang Bai, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning were sitting around the square dining table, having lunch.

A total of four dishes were placed on the table.

A large pot full of braised chicken nuggets and stewed lotus root, a piece of braised crucian carp stewed with tofu, plus two vegetarian dishes: hand-shredded cabbage and parsley-fried dried tofu.

The staple food is rice.

Just eat something simple at noon. The real meal is naturally the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner.

Qing Ning, who had not eaten rice for three or four days, showed a satisfied expression after taking a few mouthfuls of rice.

Seeing this, Yu's mother hurriedly ordered: "In the future, remember to steam some rice when cooking. Don't make pasta all the time."

Yu Zhaoxia and Yu Xiangwan responded.

Qing Ning said a little embarrassedly: "Mom, after getting together with Zhiming, I have actually become accustomed to eating pasta."

"It's just that the steamed rice today was so delicious that I couldn't help but take a few more bites."

"Mom, where does this rice come from?"

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "It's just ordinary rice bought in the store. I don't think it tastes very good."

Qing Ning glanced at him sideways and said, "Mom must have added the right amount of water. It's just right. It might as well be steamed."

"That's why it tastes so delicious."

Yu Zhiming corrected him: "It would be more appropriate for you to praise the delicious water here."

"My mother can't steam rice two or three times a year. The level of steaming rice can be as high as..."

Suddenly noticing that his mother was looking at him a little unkindly, Yu Zhiming quickly closed his mouth and buried his head in picking up vegetables.

Qing Ning giggled and said: "Mom, I have learned how to make dumplings. If you find a chance, I will make dumplings for everyone to eat."

Mother Yu said with a smile: "Qing Ning people are kind-hearted, and the dumplings made with care will definitely be delicious."

Yu Zhiming grinned secretly.

Although the dumplings made by Li Lime seem to be the same, they are all scratch-made, and I have never had the experience of fully operating them.

Otherwise, this guy would definitely make a plate of dumplings for him to eat first.

Alas, in order to express myself, I started to exaggerate...

At this time, Xiaoxue chirped and said: "Today I sent Spring Festival couplets to several families on behalf of my grandpa, and they all praised me for looking good and beautiful."

"Brother-in-law, am I one of the best among women's eighteen transformations? Am I becoming more and more beautiful?"

Yu Zhiming nodded lightly and said, "It's true. You were really ugly when you were a child."

Xiaoxue pursed her lips and said, "Mom, was I really ugly when I was a child?"

Xiaobo chuckled and said: "Xiaoxue, you were really ugly when you were a child. I didn't even want to take you out to play."

"But, you have indeed become more beautiful now."

He sighed with regret: "Do you still remember that girl named Tingting? She was so beautiful when she was a child. I also said that when she grows up, I will marry her as my wife."

"Now he is completely disabled."

Yu Zhaoxia also sighed: "That girl was really loved by everyone when she was little. The older she gets, the more ordinary she becomes."

Yu Zhiming began to show off his science knowledge again.

"During human growth and development, the face is not enlarged in equal proportions, and the facial features also grow at different speeds. Therefore, if the face is longer, it will be out of balance."

"Therefore, there is no need to throw away the clown doll when you were young. After more than ten years, an ugly duckling like Xiaoxue may turn into a white swan."

"As for those who were good-looking in childhood, don't be too proud. There is a high chance that you will become disabled in the future."

Amidst the chuckles of everyone, Xiaobo asked: "Uncle, how do you judge whether a child will become good-looking in the future or become disabled?"

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Look at your parents."

"A child's appearance may be inherited from his parents' facial features with a probability of about 50%."

"But because some genes are dominant and some are recessive, some children's facial features are more like their father's, and some are more like their mother's."

"If the parents' appearance is not bad, there is a high probability that the child's appearance will not be disabled."

Xiaobo looked at Xiaoxue, then at his parents, and said happily: "Fortunately, Xiaoxue and I look more like our mother."

Yu Zhaoxia laughed at first, then turned serious again.

"Xiaobo, Xiaoxue, your dad was actually a pretty handsome guy when he was young. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken a liking to him."

"It's just that for so many years, he has been working hard outside and trying to make money, so he has turned black and ugly."

Xiaoxue held her father's arm and said softly: "In my heart, father has always been the most handsome and good-looking."

"Better looking than my brother-in-law."

Zhang Bai looked at the eldest brother-in-law and Yu Zhiming, and chuckled: "After a quick look, there are indeed some similarities between Zhiming and the eldest brother-in-law's facial features."

Yu Zhiming said casually: "Of course, I was brought up by my eldest sister and brother-in-law. After living together for so many years, we naturally become more and more similar as we grow older."

Zhang Bai added: "I also heard that couples who have lived together for a long time have increasingly similar looks?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "There is such a saying..."

At this moment, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang again.

He took out his cell phone and saw another call from Gu Qingran.

Yu Zhiming came to the yard with his mobile phone and answered the call.

"Dean Gu, it's best if you call this time because there is something really important or urgent."

"Zhi Ming, something is really going on."

Gu Qingran's voice on the phone was a little low.

"I have returned to my hometown. I just heard a very sad news. A friend of mine, a junior high school classmate, passed away unexpectedly some time ago."

"Please forgive me and accept the change!"

Yu Zhiming gave a perfunctory comfort, and then urged: "You'd better tell the matter directly. I'm having lunch."

"Okay, I'll tell you directly."

Gu Qingran recounted during the call: "It is said that my classmate came back from a party at night and drank a little too much."

"He was making a phone call on the balcony on the fifth floor. He accidentally climbed over the balcony railing and fell. He eventually died after resuscitation failed."

"My classmate has the habit of making phone calls and recording."

"The police inspected the accident scene and also analyzed the phone recordings at the time of the accident. No abnormalities were found and they concluded that it was an accident."

After a pause, Gu Qingran said: "Zhiming, I would like to ask you to listen to his last phone call recording."

"Use your listening skills to judge whether he fell accidentally or if there was another reason..."

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