The most enlightened doctor

At six o'clock on Monday morning, Yu Zhiming woke up before the alarm on the electronic clock rang.

After he got up and washed up, he pulled the fourth sister up from the bed and pulled her to do aerobics together...

At half past seven, Yu Zhiming, who was reading professional books and studying in the bedroom, was called out by his fourth sister to have breakfast.

Breakfast is porridge cooked with millet and rice, dumplings, boiled eggs, and a small plate of pickles and pickles.

As Yu Zhiming expected, his fourth sister's professional attitude has declined significantly.

Who makes her his biological sister? I can only endure it...

Yu Zhiming finished breakfast, took a short rest and tidied up, and then went out to work.

Before leaving, he warned his sister.

First, select several bicycles online that are beautiful, comfortable, durable, and cost less than 1,000 yuan.

Wait until he comes back in the evening to make a decision together...

When Yu Zhiming rode a shared bicycle through the old shantytown-like community, he once again met the pony-tailed girl walking with a guide stick in hand.

He didn't come forward to strike up a conversation...

At 8:20, Yu Zhiming rushed to Huashan Hospital.

He first went to the Qiyue Medical Research Center, put on a white coat, put on his work ID, put the work tablet into the wide pocket of the white coat, and brought a gel pen, sticky notes, water glass and other items, and hurried there Outpatient and emergency services.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby of the outpatient and emergency department, Yu Zhiming heard the quarrel.

In the consultation and dispatch center located directly in front of the hall, a man in his forties was yelling at a head nurse.

"I don't feel any pain now, and I've done the necessary examinations. You can't find anything wrong, so why don't you let me go?"

"It's Monday and I need to go to work."

"Do you know how many things are waiting for me to do? If I don't go to work for no reason, I will be fired."

"do you know?"

The head nurse Zhan Qi patiently persuaded you: "We will issue you a sick leave note and we will not let you be fired."

"Mr. Zhang, just because we haven't diagnosed the problem doesn't mean there's really nothing wrong with your body."

"Is work more important, or life?"

Zhan Qi softened her tone again, and then persuaded, "In less than half an hour, the boss of our department will be here."

"When he sees your physical examination information and says you are ready to leave, you can leave."

"Mr. Zhang, please be patient and wait for another half hour, okay?"

The man surnamed Zhang said with a fierce attitude: "Then I will wait another half an hour. If you change your mind again..."

"I will complain..."

Zhan Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the man turning around and heading towards the observation room, and finally persuaded him to go back.

At this time, a voice sounded in her ear, "Sister Zhan, why don't you let him leave?"

"Who are you? Can I ask?"

Zhan Qi, who had been working the night shift and was not in a very pretty mood, just snarled, and when she turned her head, she saw a pleasant and handsome face.

Then, Zhan Qi noticed that the handsome young man, half-lying on the consultation desk, was wearing a white coat.

It turned out to be one of our own.

Zhan Qi, who was in a much better mood, explained: "He came here at nearly 12 o'clock in the middle of the night and said he had severe pain in his ribs."

"We did a series of tests on him, but failed to find the specific cause, so we sent him to the observation room."

"If we don't let him go, it's because our boss has an explanation..."

Zhan Qi lowered her voice and said: "Our boss said that all middle-aged men who come to the hospital for treatment in the middle of the night, even if the problem is not serious or even fine, will be kept under observation."

"The boss said that middle-aged men are older and younger. They are particularly tolerant. Unless their bodies are in pain or uncomfortable to a certain extent, they will not easily come to the hospital in the middle of the night."

"Once it comes, it means that the body may be hiding a big problem, and it needs to be treated with caution, and people cannot be released easily."

Yu Zhiming deeply believed in the boss's words. These were mature and prudent words, speaking from experience.

"Sister Zhan, can I go to the observation room to check on the patient named Zhang?"

"you?"

Zhan Qi questioned and saw Yu Zhiming straightened up and looked at the work badge hanging on his left chest.

"Yu Zhiming?!"

"It turns out it's you!"

Zhan Qi smiled all over her face and said jokingly: "You are famous now. Now that I see you, I really agree with you. Being famous is not as good as meeting you."

"Not to mention anything else, just because of your good looks, I will support the hospital in bringing you in as an exception."

Yu Zhiming laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Let's go, follow Sister Zhan..."

Yu Zhiming followed Zhan Qi to the observation room where the patient surnamed Zhang was, and saw him walking back and forth while talking on the phone.

After he finished the call, Yu Zhiming asked him to lie on the examination bed and do a simple auscultation examination.

"Auscultation? How much does it cost?"

Yu Zhiming replied softly: "No money, it's free, and it won't cause any discomfort to your body."

Zhan Qi also echoed: "If I don't know how to write an order, I won't charge you."

The man surnamed Zhang was relieved and lay down as instructed.

Yu Zhiming put on surgical gloves and put his hand on the man's left chest through his shirt.

Not long after he put down his hand, a familiar feeling mixed with a lot of strangeness arose spontaneously.

Yu Zhiming inspected it carefully for a while and then retracted his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, you won't be able to go back in a short time. Please ask your work unit for... a week of sick leave."

"There is something wrong with your heart that needs to be confirmed."

Yu Zhiming looked at Zhan Qi again and said, "Sister Zhan, please make arrangements to transfer Mr. Zhang to Qiyue Medical Research Center."

Yu Zhiming walked out of the observation room while Zhan Qi and the man looked at each other, took out his mobile phone and dialed Teacher Qi's number.

"Teacher, I am in the outpatient department now."

"They have a middle-aged male patient under observation. I checked and felt that his heart was quite similar to the previous one who had a cardiac arrest."

"It seems that his problem is more serious."

As soon as Yu Zhiming finished speaking, Qi Yue's excited voice came after him from the phone.

"That's great."

"Zhiming, please transfer the patient to the center quickly, and I'll notify that guy Wang Chunyuan."

"He and I suffered a big setback last time. We must find some face to come back this time..."

After Yu Zhiming ended the call, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a square face, big ears, deep Sichuan lines, and a serious expression striding over.

He did some homework last night and knew that this person was Dr. Zhao Shan, director of the outpatient and emergency department, chief physician, and trauma expert.

Just as Yu Zhiming was about to meet him, Zhan Qi quickly passed him and came to Zhao Shan.

"Boss..."

Zhan Qi pointed at Yu Zhiming and briefly explained Yu Zhiming's diagnosis and explanation in a low voice.

Zhao Shan raised his eyelids, glanced at Yu Zhiming without emotion, and said, "Transfer the patient to Qi Yue first."

After Zhao Shan finished his instructions, he waved to Yu Zhiming.

When this guy came closer, Zhao Shan said with a serious face: "Doctor Yu, whether you work in the outpatient and emergency department for a day or an hour, you must follow our outpatient and emergency department rules and obey the unified dispatch, do you understand? "

Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "I understand, now, you are my boss, and I will resolutely obey your command."

Zhao Shan snorted lightly.

"Dr. Yu, ours is not a county hospital. The outpatient volume is very large. On average, each doctor has to see one patient every three to five minutes."

"Can you?"

Yu Zhiming replied cautiously: "Boss, I may not be able to adapt to it for a while. Can you allocate fewer patients to me first?"

Zhao Shan actually appreciated Yu Zhiming's seemingly weak reply.

His department often sends young talents with potential for training.

Many people start out looking awesome and coaxing, but only after being slapped in the face by reality do they learn to be humble and awe-inspiring.

"I'll leave it to their discretion."

Zhao Shan replied, and then heard Yu Zhiming speak again: "Boss, I am good at auscultation and percussion, and I need a quieter place."

"Can you..."

Zhao Shan interrupted impatiently: "I will make arrangements for you. I have to take over the shift and have a lot of things to do."

"What should you do first? Go ahead..."

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