The most enlightened doctor

"Hello, Dr. Yu!"

"I'm Lu Yanping. I'm very, very sorry for disturbing you during your break."

Lu Yanping, who was of medium height, slightly pale, and with a short buzzcut, put a thick envelope and a sea cucumber gift box on the coffee table while talking.

"This is the cost of the inspection."

After a pause, he explained: "I bought this gift box in a hurry on the way here, so I apologize for disturbing you."

At this time, Qing Ning brought down a box of medical gloves from upstairs and placed them on the coffee table.

Yu Zhiming's consumption of medical gloves can be said to be the largest in the hospital. He throws away one pair after one inspection, and sometimes uses one or two hundred pairs a day.

He also prepared a large box of medical gloves at home.

Yu Zhiming took out a pair of gloves, tore open the outer packaging, put them on, and asked Lu Yanping at the same time.

"Just an upset stomach?"

Lu Yanping hummed and said, "I had a gastroscopy and a colonoscopy, and the doctor said no problems were found."

"The doctor also said that my problem may lie in the small intestine, which cannot be detected by gastroscopy and colonoscopy, but they did B-ultrasound and CT and found no abnormalities in the small intestine."

"My symptoms have lasted for almost a month."

"They say that long-term illness will cause serious problems. Doctor Yu, I am very worried and want you to find out what the problem is."

Yu Zhiming made a soft noise, then looked at Yu's father, mother, and eldest sister who were sitting on the couch, and said: "Dad, mom, eldest sister, please give up the sofa first."

After the couch gave way, Lu Yan lay down on it, and Yu Zhiming patted his chest and abdomen.

Dad Yu, Mom Yu, Yu Zhaoxia, Xiaoxue, Zeng Yan, and a few little ones all sat or stood quietly aside, watching Yu Zhiming's inspection.

After a while, they noticed that Yu Zhiming's expression became very serious and his eyebrows frowned.

Lu Yanping also noticed the change in Yu Zhiming's expression, and his heart immediately rose to his throat.

He couldn't help it and asked anxiously: "Dr. Yu, do I have cancer?"

Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "I found something wrong, but it is inconsistent with all the intestinal cancers I know."

These words made Lu Yanping feel a little relieved, and Yu Zhiming continued: "But I feel a little bad."

"Mr. Lu, I strongly recommend..."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming suddenly noticed that Lu Yanping's already pale face had lost all color, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu..."

Yu Zhiming called twice, and Lu Yanping recovered from his dazed state.

He said with a bitter look on his face: "Dr. Yu, you still said the classic words that you have never made mistakes."

"It seems that I definitely have cancer."

Yu Zhiming said solemnly: "I've never made any mistakes. It doesn't mean that I won't make mistakes this time. I just don't feel right."

"To avoid negligence, laparoscopy or laparotomy is necessary. My personal recommendation is laparotomy."

"If it is found that there is a serious problem with that section of the small intestine, the surgery can be performed at the same time..."

Six or seven minutes later, Lu Yanping, who had recovered somewhat mentally, left Yu's house with a simple diagram of small intestine problems drawn by Yu Zhiming.

Yu Zhen also followed Yu Zhiming to the soundproof bedroom for a detailed physical examination of old injuries...

As the patient and Yu Zhiming left, a group of people gathered in the living room, including Yu's parents and Yu Zhiming, who had watched Yu Zhiming's entire examination process, started a heated discussion.

Song Qiao tilted his little head and asked doubtfully: "Um, what is my uncle's classic saying that that person said?"

Xiaoxue knocked Song Qiao on the head and said, "Are you ashamed? You don't even know this?"

"My brother-in-law's classic words are, I feel a little bad. As soon as he said this, it means that there is no doubt that he has cancer."

Song Qiao groaned, covered his little head, pursed his lips, stood up and sat down next to Qing Ning again.

At this time, Qi Tao said: "My uncle patted and pressed on that man's belly. In just two or three minutes, he made ten thousand yuan."

"Is it too easy for my uncle to earn this money?"

"Qi Tao, do you think it's easy for your uncle to make money?" Dad Yu suddenly called him by his first name and asked seriously.

The discussion in the living room disappeared instantly.

Qi Tao did not dare to face Father Yu's aggressive gaze, shrank his body, and said timidly but unconvinced: "Isn't it easy?"

"You made ten thousand in a few minutes?"

"My father and my mother have worked hard for a month, and their combined salary is less than 10,000 yuan."

Dad Yu asked: "Qi Tao, do you know that one minute on stage will take ten years of hard work off stage?"

At this time, Yu's mother began to persuade: "Lao Yu, why are you so serious? Are you scaring the child if you don't see it?"

"Tell your children the truth, and do it calmly and well."

Dad Yu calmed down and said slowly: "Xiao Tao, your uncle is not able to achieve this step out of thin air. It is his hard work day after day, day after day, which lasted for more than 20 years." It took years to get to where we are today.”

"Xiao Tao, do you know why your uncle successfully entered university after only three years of study after his eyes healed?"

After a pause, Dad Yu said again: "Don't tell me, it's because your brother-in-law is smart."

"Let me tell you, during those three years, your uncle went to bed at 11pm and got up at 6am every day. This was also the case during the Chinese New Year."

"In three years and nearly 1,100 days, your uncle has not slept a single day. Apart from eating and a little physical exercise every day, almost all of his time is spent on studying."

"The most important thing is that no one supervises him at all. This is all done by your uncle's conscious self-discipline."

Dad Yu took the tea handed over by Qing Ning, took a sip, and then said: "Xiao Tao, and you little ones..."

"If you were half, let alone half, one-fifth as diligent and self-disciplined as your brother-in-law, your parents wouldn't have to worry about your future at all..."

In the soundproof bedroom, Yu Zhiming sat at his desk and finally drew a sketch of the last injury on Yu Zhen's body. He put down the pen in his hand and glanced at the electronic clock next to him.

11:16 p.m.

It was so late without realizing it.

Yu Zhiming stood up and moved his neck, waist, arms and legs for a while.

He gently opened the bedroom door and found that Qing Ning had not rested yet. He saw her sitting on the bedside, reading quietly with the help of the light of the bedside table lamp.

On the other side of the bed, there was a little guy holding a Mickey Mouse doll, sleeping soundly with his body almost lying sideways.

"Why did Xiaoqiao fall asleep here?"

Qing Ning put down the book and replied softly: "I said I came to see you for something, so I fell asleep while waiting."

"I have already told my eldest sister that Xiaoqiao will sleep with me tonight."

She asked again: "Are you done?"

Yu Zhiming hummed, and then said: "Yu Zhen has a lot of old injuries that need to be recovered. Especially his left knee joint. The injuries are complicated and need to be drawn clearly and carefully."

"It took a lot of time."

Qing Ning got out of bed and took Yu Zhiming's arm.

"I'll accompany you to wash up. By the way, dad gave us an ideological and political education class tonight."

"What happened?" Yu Zhiming was confused.

In the spacious bathroom, while Yu Zhiming was washing up, he listened to Qing Ning's argument about his father's theme argument that one minute on stage would lead to ten years of success off stage.

Yu Zhiming rinsed his mouth and spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, and said with a chuckle: "The conditions at home were not good at that time. For us rural children, there were only two ways out, to enter college or to serve in the army."

"Based on my situation at the time, going to college was the best option. I could only study hard."

Qing Ning nodded and asked, "Zhi Ming, I have a little question that I haven't figured out yet."

"With your intelligence and your young age at the time, if you repeat your studies for one year, it shouldn't be a problem to get into a prestigious university."

"Why did you go to a third-rate medical school like Jishui Medical College back then?"

Yu Zhiming pretended to be mysterious and said: "Of course there is an important reason for this. I really want to know?"

"Of course I do."

Qing Ning hugged Yu Zhiming's waist from behind, shook her body, and said delicately: "Tell me, tell me..."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "First, there are financial constraints. If you repeat one more year, you will have to spend one more year's money."

"The most important thing is that I can't hold it any longer."

He recalled for a moment and sighed: "I studied every day for three years, starting from early in the morning and working late at night. Even the donkeys of the production team couldn't stand it."

"At that time, I felt that if I continued like this, I might collapse, so I rejected the suggestion of repeating my studies and went directly to college."

"For now, my choice at that time was considered a wise move."

Qing Ning hugged Yu Zhiming tightly and said, "The suffering in the past and every decision have made you what you are now."

"Especially for me who is holding you now and feeling extremely happy, every decision you made in the past, no matter how small, was the wisest and most correct, hehe..."

Qing Ning suddenly sighed and said, "I thought of what a doctor said at Uncle Tang's nursing home in Changyan on New Year's Day last year..."

She recalled: "The hardship of physical strength, the hardship of independent thinking and mental strength, the hardship of restraint and patience, the hardship of self-discipline, the hardship of study and loneliness, and the hardship of being able to bend and stretch, and the hardship of dignity."

"These kinds of suffering divide people into different levels."

"Zhi Ming, I suddenly discovered today that you have basically suffered all these kinds of hardships."

Yu Zhiming sighed: "I originally had nothing, so if I want to develop, I have no other choice but to endure hardship."

"Unlike you, you were born with a golden key in your mouth."

Qing Ning argued unconvinced: "We just have better material conditions and more opportunities. If we want to get ahead, we have to work hard, okay?"

Because it was late and there was still a lot of work to do tomorrow, Yu Zhiming finished washing up, had a little intimacy with Qing Ning, and then went back to the soundproof bedroom alone.

He lay on the bed, glanced at his phone, and found two messages from Gu Qingran.

The first message stated that Meng Fan had been consulted by an expert group at Huashan Hospital and was advised to undergo CAR-T treatment within the next three days.

The second message said that inspection experts from the German Medical Group will arrive in Binhai next Wednesday...

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