medical treatment

Chapter 128 This Is a Misdiagnosis

Yu Zhiming took Luo Qing's image again and went to consult an ophthalmologist at the hospital.

He gave a judgment similar to Qi Yue's.

There is still a possibility that Luo Qing's optic nerve is connected to part of the brain, but the possibility of some restoration of vision is quite low.

Yu Zhiming still firmly believes that no matter how low the possibility is, it also means that there is hope of success.

For Luo Qing, if there is hope, it is worth trying...

Yu Zhiming sent the written self-criticism to the medical office during lunch time.

Only this time, he made a fool of himself, Guan Yue and Director Yang were both absent.

Yu Zhiming handed the self-criticism to another staff member who was still in the office of the medical office...

Not a while after lunch, Yu Zhiming accidentally received a healthy-looking human liver specimen from the liver disease research center of the hospital.

The young doctor who sent the specimen said that the liver specimen came from a general physiology teacher who died of uterine cancer not long ago.

Yu Zhiming has full authority to dispose of this specimen.

This made Yu Zhiming very happy, and he locked himself in the laboratory with the liver specimen...

After 06:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming, who had once again had a study addiction, returned to the big office, and saw Zhou Mo who hadn't left work to greet him.

"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu, your self-criticism has been spread to the hospital's work group."

Yu Zhiming was slightly taken aback, and said casually, "I've written all the review papers, so are you afraid that others won't see it?"

"Even if I am asked to read the review in public at the staff meeting of the whole hospital, I can deal with it neither humble nor overbearing."

He whispered again: "Zhou Mo, don't forget..."

"I am a strong man who has been scolded by millions of netizens and is still standing. I have long been as shameless as a city wall, and I am invincible."

Zhou Mo didn't expect that this guy was so free and easy, he didn't care about face at all.

She realized that she was worrying in vain.

Zhou Mo still couldn't help reminding: "Doctor Yu, the most talked about in the work group is actually not the content of the review, but your handwriting."

"Let's put it this way, there are all kinds of yin and yang strange words."

When Yu Zhiming heard this, he didn't care anymore.

"My calligraphy is ugly, my friends and classmates all know it, and this kind of thing can't be hidden."

"If they want to discuss it, let them go, anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat on my body."

Zhou Mo was completely convinced by Yu Zhiming. At such a young age, he could not only see, but also think.

This broad-mindedness is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

In fact, what Zhou Mo didn't know was that Yu Zhiming had a big heart, which was also cultivated since he was a child.

As a disabled person, it is inevitable to be talked about and gossip.

But his ears are super sensitive.

Those people with sore tongue thought they were whispering, but Yu Zhiming could hear them clearly.

If he hadn't allowed himself to broaden his mind and pretended not to hear, he would have been pissed off by those vicious words many times.

Yu Zhiming changed his clothes, tidied up his desk, and left the big office with Zhou Mo who was waiting for him.

Yu Zhiming went downstairs while paying attention to keeping a distance of at least half a meter from the other party.

He thought of a topic at random, and asked, "Well, is Head Nurse Yan's son looking for you again?"

Zhou Mo nodded lightly and said: "I came to look for it once, and I told him more implicitly that he is not my type."

"I also heard that he is very busy with work now, and he is as tired as a dead dog all day long."

"Even if he doesn't want to give up in his heart, he doesn't have the energy and time to come to me, hehe..."

Yu Zhiming let out a soft sigh.

After the two walked out of the small central building, they went to the main entrance of the hospital together.

He suddenly remembered that Zhou Mo said that the parking space in the hospital was tight, and her car was parked in the shopping mall diagonally opposite the hospital.

What about the car parking problem after he bought the car?
This is not only a problem of parking in the hospital, but also in the community, which is also a troublesome thing...

"Doctor Yu, what are you thinking?"

Yu Zhiming sighed, and said, "Teacher Qi suggested that I buy a car, and I'm also tempted, and I'm going to buy it."

"It just suddenly occurred to me that the parking problem is difficult."

Zhou Mo snorted and said, "Doctor Yu, you are different from me. With your current status, if you apply for a parking space from the hospital's logistics department, you will definitely be properly arranged as soon as possible."

"Really? That would be wonderful."

What made Yu Zhiming happy was that his face was full of joy, and he didn't have any scruples about Zhou Mo's uncomfortable mood.

At this time, the two were passing by a small square for medical staff and patients to rest and relax.

Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In the northwest corner of the small square, in a relatively remote location near the trash can, there were three men and a woman, all of whom seemed to be in their 30s and [-]s, crowded on a bench.

What made Yu Zhiming quite angry was that these four guys were puffing like no one else there.

Ya quite, do not know this is a hospital?
With a sense of responsibility, Yu Zhiming immediately changed direction and strode towards the four guys who had no sense of public morality.

Zhou Mo, who had already taken two or three steps forward, suddenly realized that Yu Zhiming hadn't followed, turned his head and followed Yu Zhiming's direction, and saw those smoking youths.

She quickly turned around and trotted to catch up with Yu Zhiming.

There were still three or four meters away from the four young men, and Yu Zhiming couldn't help but questioned loudly.

"Hey, you guys, don't you know that this is a hospital?"

"How can you smoke here?"

Before he could finish his words, a tall, thin young man with flushed cheeks and short red hair jumped up from the bench.

He took a puff of cigarette at Yu Zhiming, and said angrily, "I just want to smoke, can you control me?"

"I'm going to beat myself to death, cough...cough..."

Before the red-haired guy could finish his sentence, he coughed violently, so much that he even bent over.

The other three youths also stood up.

Seeing this, Zhou Mo's face tightened, and at the same time, he rushed forward and protected Yu Zhiming behind him...

Subsequent development did not lead to a bad situation.

The three opponents immediately stifled the cigarettes in their hands.

The young woman among the three of them patted the back of the red-haired young man who kept coughing, as if trying to ease his pain.

Among them was a young man wearing a tennis cap who greeted Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo with a smile.

"My friend, forgive me, please forgive me!"

"We also have reasons for smoking."

The young man in the tennis cap who approached lowered his voice and continued to explain: "My younger brother has just been diagnosed with lung cancer."

"We came here to persuade him to receive treatment. He was a little emotionally broken and wanted to beat himself to death."

"We can't persuade him for a while, and those who are in a hurry can only smoke one with him first, so as to calm him down."

The words of the young man in the tennis cap made Yu Zhiming's anger fade away quickly.

Patients who suddenly learn that they have cancer have a variety of reactions at the beginning.

There are those who doubt and do not believe, and more people are afraid and panic.

It's not so uncommon for a self-destructive patient like the one in front of me who got lung cancer to smoke himself to death.

At this moment, the red-haired young man finally stopped coughing, crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, and burst into tears.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuu, I'm not the worst smoker, and I'm not the oldest..."

"Woo...why am I the only one who has lung cancer?"

"It's not fair, it's so fucking unfair, woohoo..."

Yu Zhiming said in his heart, no matter rich or poor, young or old, there is no fairness in this matter of illness.

However, you cry so loudly, and you are full of energy, you don't look like someone who has lung cancer.

Yu Zhiming, who had some doubts in his heart, took a step forward, and came to the red-haired young man who was squatting on the ground, hugging his head and crying loudly.

As if comforting the red-haired young man, he bent down and reached out to pat him on the back.

After a dozen taps in succession, Yu Zhiming's expression became strange.

"Lung cancer?"

"I don't feel like it. What about his examination data, lung image, show me!"

Following Yu Zhiming's words, the young man in the tennis cap brought over the CT image that was placed on the bench.

Yu Zhiming took out the image map, looked at the evening sun, and immediately discovered the problem.

Many of the lung features on the image are indeed highly similar to lung cancer, especially in the lower part of the right lung, where there are abnormally obvious tumor agglomerates.

However, Yu Zhiming did not find this tumor agglomerate in the lung examination just now.

Could it be that the film was taken by mistake?

The possibility of such a low-level mistake occurring in Huashan Hospital cannot be said to be non-existent, but the probability is quite low.

Yu Zhiming said to the red-haired young man who was still squatting on the ground: "You, get up and lie on the bench for me."

"Let me check the front for you."

The young man in the tennis cap seemed to have noticed something. When the red-haired young man was in a daze, he called his companions, put the red-haired young man back on the bench together, and pressed him flat...

Yu Zhiming patted and pressed the red-haired young man's right chest a few times, and when did he understand the problem.

"You have a mediastinal tumor."

"The mediastinal tumor, superimposed on your current pneumonia, causes your lung image to show high lung cancer characteristics."

"You don't have lung cancer, it's a misdiagnosis."

Yu Zhiming added: "Most mediastinal tumors are benign, and your problem is not serious, but you need to check to confirm..."

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