medical treatment

Chapter 219 was frightened

It was said that Yu Zhiming led Fourth Sister and Gu Qingning to go shopping, but in fact, the two of them happily dragged Yu Zhiming into this shop, and then went to that shop.

Yu Zhiming's legs were slender, and he felt much more tired than after a busy day at work.

Fortunately, these two guys didn't get carried away for a while, and they took care of Yu Zhiming's feelings.

They wandered around until 06:30 in the evening, found a hot pot restaurant, and ate dinner leisurely.

After dinner, the three of them didn't continue to hang out, and went back home with big bags and small bags.

At nearly nine o'clock in the evening, when they returned to their residence, they ushered in a somewhat unexpected visitor.

It was at Dai Kaiwen's house that she met Zhong Lin, the young woman who fell unconscious in the kitchen a few days ago.

Zhong Lin came with big bags and small bags, and also sent a thick envelope, saying that she was thankful for saving her life.

"Zhong Lin, you made a mistake. We were not the ones who called 110 that day."

Yu Zhiming has a sincere face.

Zhong Lin smiled slightly and said, "Officer Jin told me today that I was cheated out of the 5000 yuan."

"Officer Jin said that that day, it was actually a friend of his who called and told him that he heard that a child in my family had been crying, and felt that the situation was not very good."

"Officer Jin quickly notified two colleagues who were patrolling nearby and asked them to come to my house to check."

"So, it wasn't 110 calling the police that day."

After a pause, Zhong Lin analyzed again: "As soon as that guy's wife fainted today, Police Officer Jin invited you over."

"It can be seen that, Dr. Yu, you are Officer Jin's friend."

"Also, we live in the front and back buildings, and we can just hear the cries of my children."

"Doctor Yu, do you admit it?"

The other party had already said so much, and Yu Zhiming didn't want to insult his IQ, so he just smiled by default.

After a pause, Yu Zhiming turned to ask again: "May I ask, your husband?"

Zhong Lin sighed softly and said, "He's a bridge engineer, and he's building a bridge in another place, so he doesn't come back for many days a year."

"My sister-in-law and I are the only two people at home."

After chatting for a while, Zhong Lin left with the excuse that the child needs to be looked after at home.

Yu Zhiming insisted on not accepting the thick envelope that Zhong Lin expressed her gratitude to, but instead accepted the thank you gift she brought.

It is some specialty products such as cured duck and bacon, bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms...

Time came to Monday non-stop, and it was time for Yu Zhiming's emergency room visit.

Yu Zhiming is still in the NO.15 outpatient room.

Step by step, he asked one registered patient after another about their symptoms, checked their bodies, drew a simplified map of the detected lesions, and finally filled out the treatment form or referral form...

However, at lunch time near noon, Yu Zhiming was stumped by the last patient in the morning.

The patient is a 24-year-old woman with long flowing hair and a beautiful appearance.

She came to see a doctor accompanied by a best friend.

The long-haired woman's self-reported symptoms are that in the past two or three weeks, chest pains, suffocation, and shortness of breath will appear from time to time at night, as if her heart is broken.

When Yu Zhiming heard it, he judged that there was a high probability of a heart problem.

It's just that when he started to check the woman's heart, he didn't find any organic disease.

The heart of the long-haired woman is very healthy.

Yu Zhiming gave the woman another physical examination, but no physical problems worthy of attention were found.

This is a healthy young woman.

Yu Zhiming didn't have a clue for a while, so he had to ask some basic information about the long-haired woman again.

"Has there been any changes in your diet and life recently?"

The long-haired woman shook her head and said, "It's still the same as before, going to and from get off work, and then going back to the rental house."

"The diet is still the same, but the appetite has become less good, not as much as before."

Yu Zhiming asked again: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

The long-haired woman shook her head again and said, "I don't have a boyfriend yet."

The girlfriend on the side interjected with glowing eyes: "Doctor Yu, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

"If not, we can contact more."

Yu Zhiming justly criticized: "I'm working, don't interrupt and talk about irrelevant issues."

The woman's best friend stuck out her tongue and shut up.

Yu Zhiming thought for a while, then asked the long-haired woman, "How long have you lived in that rental house?"

"Have you changed jobs recently?"

The long-haired woman replied softly: "It's been more than two years since I moved in after graduation, and I haven't moved."

"I have never changed jobs!"

No organic disease of the body was detected, and no suspicious diet and environmental problems were asked. Yu Zhiming didn't know what to do for a while.

Yu Zhiming was a little at a loss when the body detection, which he was most good at and relied on most, found nothing this time.

Maybe there is nothing wrong with the woman's body?
Is her description of chest pains, breathlessness, shortness of breath, like a broken heart, an over-description?
Or a false description?

Or some kind of mental stress problem, causing it?

"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu..."

The long-haired woman looked at Yu Zhiming's silence, and couldn't help but feel worried, and asked, "Is my situation very serious?"

"Doctor Yu, you can just say it straight, I can bear it, I really can bear it."

Yu Zhiming saw the long-haired woman's face full of unresolved worries, and said bluntly, "Don't think about it."

"To tell you the truth, the reason why I didn't give a diagnosis is because I found that your heart is very healthy, and there are no problems with other internal organs of your body."

"I can't find a pathological explanation for your chest pain, breathlessness, and shortness of breath."

"Maybe it's a mental stress problem?"

The long-haired woman wondered, "I don't feel how much stress I have?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment, feeling that he should trust his own judgment and ability.

His probing technique has been proven by countless facts, and the chance of problems is extremely small.

There is a very high probability that the woman in front of me is in good health.

Then the physical symptoms she described, there is no small possibility, either a lie, or a mental problem.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiming said to the long-haired woman, "Well, I'll arrange for you to have a consultation with a psychologist first."

"If the consultation with a psychological expert shows that you have no problems with mental stress, you can come back to me."

"At that time, I will arrange for my teacher, Dr. Qi Yue, to give you a diagnosis..."

After finishing this diagnosis that made Yu Zhiming feel a little frustrated, he and Qiao Lei went to the cafeteria for lunch.

At [-]:[-] noon, Yu Zhiming went back to the outpatient room again to start the afternoon work...

After two o'clock in the afternoon, just as Yu Zhiming was about to perform a physical examination on the patient lying on the examination bed, he heard exclamations and discussions outside the outpatient room.

He ignored it, put his hand on the patient's chest, and realized that the light in front of him dimmed, and another person entered the outpatient room.

Yu Zhiming heard the anxious voice of the little nurse.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter with you? In your situation, you should go to the trauma treatment room downstairs."

Yu Zhiming turned around and saw the person coming, his eyes were fixed.

This is a man in his 40s, about 1.6 meters tall, and a little fat.

The man stared straight at Yu Zhiming.

Apart from this guy's creepy gaze, what surprised Yu Zhiming even more was that there was a fruit knife more than ten centimeters long sticking out of this guy's left shoulder.

The blood that flowed out had already soaked the left shoulder of his light-colored T-shirt, and the traces of blood also extended to the left chest.

Qiao Lei also sensed that something was wrong, so he took two steps forward to block Yu Zhiming.

"This is the outpatient room of internal medicine."

"In your case, go downstairs."

The man who inserted the knife grinned and said, "I just want to come to the NO.15 diagnosis room on the second floor to find a doctor named Yu Zhiming."

He moved a step to the left and looked at Yu Zhiming who was blocked by Qiao Lei, "That Doctor Yu should be you, right?"

Yu Zhiming also took a step to the left, facing the knife-throwing man, nodded and said, "It's me!"

"Did you come to find me on purpose?"

"Who asked you to come?"

The man who inserted the knife hissed in pain first, then grinned and said: "My mother, I was cured by you last week and died."

"I'm a motherless child now."

Hearing what he said, Yu Zhiming immediately thought of what happened in the center last week.

A patient with advanced diabetes died due to organ failure, and her family clamored for an explanation.

They also vaguely threatened that there was a psychopath recuperating in the suburbs.

It should be the guy in front of him!

Is he showing determination and threatening by self-mutilation, showing his neurotic traits?

Or in this way, to bring in the murder weapon?
Yu Zhiming knew that there were several security personnel at the door of the emergency department, and there were also metal detectors.

Even if ordinary people want to go to the emergency room to do something, they definitely can't hide the murder weapon on their body.

Of course, the situation of the man in front of him must be exceptional and allowed.

A very smart psycho?

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiming couldn't help becoming scared, and moved a step to the right, hiding behind Qiao Lei.

Next to his ears, the somewhat gloomy voice of the man with the knife came out again, "I have no wife, no children, and now I have no mother."

"I can say that I have nothing, oh, it's not that I have nothing, I'm still sick and mentally ill."

"Doctor Yu, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I haven't lost my mind yet."

"I just came to see you when I came to treat the wound, really just to see..."

At this moment, Yu Zhiming heard hurried footsteps outside.

The next moment, three or four security personnel rushed into the outpatient room.

The man who stabbed the knife did not resist, and was escorted out obediently by the security personnel.

After the man with the knife was taken away, Yu Zhiming's body softened and he sat on a chair.

Yu Zhiming knew that this was a blatant threat from that group, but it had to be said that the threat was very effective.

He was indeed terrified.

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

It was Chi Yan, the director of the psychiatric department.

Yu Zhiming answered the call, and Director Chi's voice sounded, "Dr. Xiao Yu, the patient you referred is very interesting. She suffers from Broken Heart Syndrome."

Director Chi further explained: "This broken heart syndrome is also called stress cardiomyopathy."

"It's usually caused by a person experiencing a major external event, causing extreme sadness or anger, and the body secretes too much catecholamines, which causes the heart to contract abnormally."

"As a result, chest pain, breathlessness, shortness of breath and other symptoms similar to heart disease occur."

Director Chi chuckled again and said, "Doctor Xiao Yu, the most interesting thing is that this woman has a second personality."

"With her personality, she is particularly obsessed with a star."

"Some time ago, that star announced her marriage, which made her suffer from broken heart syndrome."

Yu Zhiming let out a long cry.

"Director Chi, thank you for your notice."

"Hey, Director Chi, I was frightened for a while, so I went to your place for consultation, will it work?"

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