medical treatment

Chapter 135 Scream
Saturday was still a busy day for Yu Zhiming. Another 120 people from Huashan Hospital were waiting for him to have a physical examination.

Also, the ten narcolepsy patients who reported yesterday will undergo a three-day round-the-clock physical monitoring starting today after a preliminary physical examination.

They will be recorded in detail about the dynamic changes of key physical signs data including brain waves during the onset of sleeping sickness, before and after the onset.

This is a data collection job, boring and cumbersome.

It is not necessary for Yu Zhiming to do it himself, and the center's interns, trainees and nurses are mainly responsible.

However, as one of the person in charge of the project, Yu Zhiming has to participate appropriately to show his participation...

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Yu Zhiming, who had finished his day's work, walked out of the examination room exhausted physically and mentally, and was hugged by a man by the waist and spun around in circles.

There are colleagues and nurses watching here, Yu Zhiming doesn't want to lose face?
"Fu Xiaobo, your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

Under the scolding, Yu Zhiming was quickly let go.

He gave Fu Xiaobo a smirking look, and while he was arranging his clothes, he asked in distaste.

"Why are you here, kid? Aren't you busy today?"

"I have to eat even when I'm busy!"

"Besides, brother-in-law, it's rare for you to bleed heavily, so please have a big meal. I'm sure everyone will come to cheer you up."

Fu Xiaobo said miserably again: "Uncle, look at me, I've been tired and thin for a while, I have to make up for it!"

Yu Zhiming squinted at him.

"I didn't see where you lost weight? It turned white a lot, which shows that you haven't worked hard during this time."

Yu Zhiming turned his eyes to the side again, and saw Zeng Yan, who was standing with Fourth Sister, Gu Qingning, and Fu Xiaoxue, who was a little reserved, nodded and smiled at her, as a greeting.

At this time, Fu Xiaobo's voice came from beside his ear.

"Beautiful sister, I'm Fu Xiaobo, Dr. Yu's nephew, we met once, remember?"

Yu Zhiming looked at the brat who was courting Zhou Mo, and had the urge to push the brat to the ground and beat him up.

"Zhou Mo, this kid has no face and no skin, he looks like a monkey with hair on his body, don't bother him."

Zhou Mole covered her mouth lightly.

Fu Xiaobo looked very hurt, "Uncle, is there a tall, strong and good-looking monkey like me?"

Yu Zhiming ignored Fu Xiaobo, who was funny, and looked at Fourth Sister, Xiaoxue and the others again.

"You go downstairs and wait for me first, I'll go to the office to tidy up and change my clothes..."

Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo went back to the big office together, knocked on the door and entered the director's office next door, and asked Teacher Qi if he had any work arrangements.

Qi Yue waved his hand and said, "You've been tired all day too, go back and rest early."

"Hey, a stomach cancer was discovered today?"

Yu Zhiming corrected: "Teacher, it's just a little suspicious. I don't feel very good. Let him go for a diagnostic examination."

Qi Yue smiled, and then turned to say: "The project of collecting indicators for very early screening of cancer has been discussed by all parties."

"There should be a large-scale project signing and launching ceremony next week, and you must attend."

"You know it first."

Yu Zhiming asked suspiciously: "Teacher, this is a project that lasts for several years and the future is not very clear."

"Is it necessary to hold a large-scale ceremony?"

Qi Yue said slowly: "This research project has a lot of investment and is of great significance. The government has focused on supporting it, and all parties have actively participated. In terms of these points alone, it is enough to spread a wave of publicity."

"Image performance project?" Yu Zhiming added.

Qi Yue was too lazy to chat with this kid, so he waved his hand in disgust and drove him away...

Nearly seven o'clock, Yu Zhiming, Yu Xiangwan, Gu Qingning, Fu Xiaoxue, and Zeng Yan took the van driven by Fu Xiaobo and rushed to the Luwei restaurant where the Yu family had visited two or three times before.

Yu Zhiming, who was not short of money and felt sorry for his niece, ordered a large table of dishes without blinking.

During the meal, Fu Xiaoxue said one thing.

Their Sino-British financial class has a traditional homework that lasts for four years, which is to open a securities account and conduct practical operations on the real stock market.

"Oh, how much money do you need?"

Fu Xiaoxue stretched out her index finger and said, "One hundred thousand. The counselor said no more or less than one hundred thousand. No increase or withdrawal of funds is allowed during the four-year operation period."

"Every school year, compare the balance of their respective accounts and select the outstanding ones."

Yu Zhiming said generously: "It's only a hundred thousand, if you need it someday, just tell your fourth aunt."

"She'll turn you around."

Fu Xiaoxue said with a smile on her eyebrows: "Uncle, I will definitely work hard and try to pay you back 30 in four years."

"The highest record of the Chinese-English class is to use 80 yuan to earn more than [-] yuan in the stock market."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Xiaoxue, don't aim too high. After four years, if you can outperform the bank wealth management products by four or five points, I will be quite satisfied."

"Only four or five points of annual income?"

Fu Xiaoxue looked like a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, and said proudly: "Uncle, don't you underestimate me?"

"We are studying the best financial major in China. If we operate with our eyes closed, the rate of return must be higher than this."

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but said happily: "After half a year, or a year later, you can talk to me about the income with your real money results!"

"It's a deal!" Fu Xiaoxue looked confident...

Their meal lasted from seven o'clock in the evening to nearly nine o'clock in the evening. Although they ordered a lot of dishes, they only drank a few cans of beer and drinks, and the final bill was just over six thousand.

Before leaving school, both Fu Xiaoxue and Zeng Yan asked their counselors for leave, and they didn't have to go back to the dormitory tonight.

They were full of wine and food, after leaving Luwei Restaurant, Yu Xiangwan wanted to take them to continue HAPPY.

Go to KTV to sing.

As for Yu Zhiming, he returned to his residence alone.

Seeing that Yu Zhiming wanted to go back alone, Zeng Yan couldn't bear it and said, "Should we not go to sing?"

"Leave uncle alone..."

Fu Xiaobo explained: "It's okay, my uncle doesn't like noise very much, and my uncle also likes to be alone and do what he likes, such as reading a book or being in a daze."

"He's used to it, and we're all used to it."

At this moment, a group of them were standing on the sidewalk outside the Luwei restaurant, hailing a taxi for Yu Zhiming.

This is a street full of restaurants.

Because the weather is still quite hot, several restaurants still set up a few tables in the small open-air courtyard facing the street, allowing diners to enjoy the night while drinking with friends.

Many diners clinked glasses, chatted and shouted, making this street sound very lively.

After waiting for a few minutes and failing to hail a taxi, Yu Zhiming said to Yu Xiangwan and Fu Xiaobo, "You don't have to stay with me here, take the van and go to the singing place."

"I'm slowly waiting..."

Yu Zhiming hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there were panic and panic shouts from the small courtyard next door.

He turned his head and saw a person rolling around on the ground, surrounded by five or six young men and women jumping and screaming, looking panic-stricken.

Well, Conan's physique broke out again...

Yu Zhiming, who was depressed in his heart, couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye to this situation.

He threw the briefcase in Fu Xiaobo's arms, and jumped into the small courtyard next door as fast as he could.

The sight in front of him was really shocking.

The man with pot-shaped hair lying on the ground curled up into a ball and kept rolling, spitting blood out of his mouth one after another.

Most of his body was stained red with blood...

"I am a doctor!"

Yu Zhiming yelled, stepped forward and used his legs and feet to control the man with pot-covered hair on the ground, preventing him from moving around.

He freed his right hand and pressed it on the man's chest.

The next moment, Yu Zhiming's eyes involuntarily doubled in size.

There was actually a living creature rampaging in the man's stomach.

"What did he eat?" Yu Zhiming raised his head and asked loudly, several young men and women standing beside him.

With a crying sound, a young woman timidly replied: "A loach, it's alive."

"We don't know, it will happen like this..."

Yu Zhiming kept "fucking" in his heart, he was so good, he dared to eat anything.

The gastric mucosa is quite delicate and easily damaged.

The man with the jar head kept vomiting blood, it must be because the gastric mucosa was constantly damaged by the struggling loach.

The most urgent task is to stop the loach and prevent it from moving around.

Judging from the man's current vomiting blood situation, it is not far from the bleeding in the stomach.

Once the stomach bleeds heavily, the man will die...

Yu Zhiming's eyes suddenly stopped at his feet, where there was a thin bamboo stick.

Seeing this stick, Yu Zhiming's hand movements were faster than his thoughts, and he reached out and took it like a conditioned reflex...

He didn't forget to wipe the bamboo stick on the man's body.

The next moment, Yu Zhiming held up the stick and slammed it down under the left chest of the man with the pot head...

Seeing this scene, the women and two men next to them covered their eyes in horror and screamed...

"what……"

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