medical treatment

Chapter 237
At around 06:30 in the evening, when Yu Zhiming returned to the rented villa, he saw several waiters setting up dinner in the restaurant on the first floor.

The smell of mutton rushed into his nose.

After the waiter left, Yu Zhiming, Yu Xiangwan, Fu Xiaoxue, Gu Qingning, and Zeng Yan sat down at the dining table and started eating.

Yu Zhiming drank the fresh and white mutton soup, and narrated the experience of being taken to the big villa by Yan Ling before.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiaoxue beamed and said proudly: "That guy is quite sensible, confessed, and took all the faults on himself."

"Hey, uncle, aren't you afraid that they will insist that it was an accident caused by a miss?"

Yu Zhiming chuckled, full of confidence in planning a strategy.

"As soon as I walked into the villa and saw that Dr. You was there, I knew they wanted something from me."

"So, I exploded the conflict first."

"They don't tell the truth, and other people are also sloppy. If they want to be vague, then the relationship will break up. I will not see a doctor for people who are not qualified."

Yu Xiangwan smiled and said, "You are so confident."

Yu Zhiming said with a little pride: "Dr. You's neurosurgery skills are also at the top level in the country."

"He's here, and he called me over..."

"This shows that the problem is quite difficult, and it is desperately needed, if not me."

"In this case, I have to take the opportunity to vent my anger and take advantage of them."

Gu Qingning felt full of protection and happiness, and Zhiming was venting her anger on her behalf.

She blinked her bright eyes, and said: "That man is quite clear, he didn't get stupid with that woman, and he took the initiative to confess."

"Hey, did you say at the end, how to punish?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "No, I just said that I will give me a satisfactory explanation."

"It is estimated that they will still investigate, confirm the facts, and then deal with it."

Yu Zhiming smiled again and said, "I guess the punishment will be more severe. If I am not satisfied, they will definitely worry about whether I can do my best during the operation."

Gu Qingning asked again: "Zhiming, are you sure about the tumor in the spinal canal of that old man?"

Yu Zhiming's expression calmed down.

"The shape of the tumor is complicated, and it is entangled with the spinal cord and intervertebral nerves. The risk of surgery is very high."

"I can only say, try my best, I dare not say that I am sure."

Gu Qingning snorted, and said softly: "If it wasn't complicated or difficult, they wouldn't ask for it..."

After a delicious mutton meal, Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning took the two little guys to the lakeside complex, saying they were going to watch a movie in the small cinema.

Yu Zhiming came to the bedroom, sat at the desk, took out the paper and the sketch pen, and began to draw the tumors in Mr. Cao's cervical and lumbar spine.

He stayed in that big villa for more than an hour. Except for talking about the conflict at the beginning, he spent most of the rest of the time exploring the tumor in Mr. Cao's spinal canal.

What Yu Zhiming wants to draw now is not the sketch he used to draw, which only marks the location of the lesion.

What he wants to draw is a three-dimensional perspective view of the tumor that is as detailed as possible.

In Dr. You Weixian's words, no matter how accurate the images are, they are not as accurate as Yu Zhiming's detection.

In view of the complexity of Mr. Cao's tumor and the high risk of surgery, You Weixian needed the most accurate tumor image to design and optimize the placement of radioactive particle rods, as well as the puncture path.

What Yu Zhiming has to do now is to draw the three-dimensional map of the tumor that he detected and constructed in his mind on paper with the pen in his hand.

This is a technical and meticulous job...

Time flows unknowingly in the subtle friction sound of the pen tip on the paper.

The sound of a glass of water being lightly placed on the desk woke Yu Zhiming up, and he suddenly found that it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

He picked up the water glass and drank half of it in one gulp, and glanced at Gu Lime, who was admiring his paintings.

"What movie did you watch?"

"Animated film Yang Jian."

Gu Qingning replied briefly, and then said, "Zhi Ming, I didn't expect you to have great sketching skills."

"It can be painted so detailed and realistic."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "You don't know what a tumor looks like, how do you know it's real?"

Gu Qingning also smiled and said, "By intuition."

"And your selfless devotion."

"Even the sound of me entering the room didn't wake you up. It must be unusual for you with keen hearing, right?"

Yu Zhiming stood up and moved his wrists, shoulders, and waist in turn.

"The main reason is that you are familiar with your footsteps, breathing and other movements. The subconscious mind thinks that it is not a threat, and there is no need to be alert."

"If a stranger comes in, perhaps I'll be aware of it as soon as he enters the villa."

The corners of Gu Qingning's mouth raised in joy, and the brows fluttered.

"Zhiming, do you know how to draw sketched heads? I'll be your model tomorrow, how about drawing one?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "I'm not an art student in sketching, I don't pay attention to aesthetics, I pay attention to reality and accurate position."

"It must be strange to draw a sketch head with my habit, so let's avoid it."

Gu Qingning gave a light oh, but didn't insist, and said instead: "Zhiming, we brought back some food, do you want to eat some with us?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "I will complete this tumor sketch by adding some details."

"Sleep right away."

He couldn't help teasing again: "You all are afraid of getting fat, but you can't control your mouth."

"Don't you know that horses have no night grass and are not fat?"

Gu Qingning smiled and said, "Doesn't someone like the feeling of being fleshy?"

"Look at me, have I gained a lot of flesh?"

As she spoke, Gu Qingning tightened her blouse to the back, and her rather sizable chest was straightened out.

Yu Zhiming glanced at it, and then another.

Needless to say, after careful examination, Yu Zhiming really found that, compared to the previous memory appearance, Gu Qingning's body has really grown some flesh.

At least, the rib marks are no longer visible.

Yu Zhiming commented objectively: "There is some progress, but overall it is still a bit thin."

"Hey, do you have a belly?"

"Hey, don't breathe..."

Yu Zhiming wanted to check it out, but Gu Qingning had already rushed out...

Fu Xiaoxue ran in again, with a greasy mouth, and a roasted pig's trotter in her hand.

"Uncle, do you really not want to eat?"

Yu Zhiming said with a look of disgust: "It's time to go to bed, and you still eat so greasy?"

Fu Xiaoxue said with a grin, "Uncle, I'm just letting loose these few days. When I go back to school, I eat in the cafeteria every day, and I have heavy study tasks every day. I will definitely lose weight."

After a while, the smile disappeared from her face.

"My brother asked me to pay more attention to the situation of my roommate Liu Yiyi. She told me tonight that her father and mother have separated and are preparing for a divorce."

Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "Divorce is a normal and common thing now. I heard that the number of divorced people every year will catch up with the number of married people!"

Fu Xiaoxue pursed her lips and said, "If you get married and get divorced, it's better not to get married."

She took another bite of the pig's trotter and asked vaguely, "Uncle, will you marry Sister Qingning?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "I don't know now."

He waved his hand again and said, "Go out to eat, I want to work..."

The next morning, Yu Zhiming got up at six o'clock habitually.

After washing up, Yu Zhiming came to the flat open space outside the villa, breathing fresh air while doing aerobics.

He was halfway through the aerobics, and Zeng Yan ran out fully dressed, and followed him to do the aerobics.

"Why do you get up so early?"

"Uncle, since I decided to study medicine, I must develop good self-discipline habits."

"I decided to get up at six o'clock every day, no matter whether it is cold or hot, going to school, or on vacation!"

Zeng Yan said with high spirits: "If you can't do this well, how can you cope with the heavy medical school study and the heavy hospital work in the future?"

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether you can study medicine or not, and you can develop good self-discipline habits, it will be beneficial and harmless."

Zeng Yan hummed, and then said softly: "Uncle, after I discuss it with my parents, I will drop out of school and go home to take the college entrance examination again."

"Strive to be admitted to Jiaotong University School of Medicine next year."

This made Yu Zhiming stop the aerobics, and asked in confirmation, "Are you deciding to drop out of school?"

Zeng Yan also stopped exercising, and said breathlessly: "Uncle, if you don't drop out of school and take the college entrance examination again, how can you get into medical school?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment, and said, "Don't drop out of school impulsively, wait until you really understand the ups and downs of doctors, and then get the strong support of your parents..."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming heard footsteps.

He turned his head to look, and saw three people walking towards the villa more than ten meters away, turning out of the shade of the trees.

Zeng Yan also saw them, and couldn't help opening her small mouth.

The next moment, she rushed into the villa.

"Auntie, Sister Qingning, Xiaoxue, get up quickly, those people are here to apologize..."

It's really a guilty plea.

Women with delicate makeup, as well as tall and thin men and short and fat men with bare upper body, all have five or six fresh branches with leaves tied behind their backs.

Especially the tall and thin man, with walnut-sized red or blue spots all over his body one after another.

It looked like a small cupping had been done all over the body.

When they got closer, Yu Zhiming could see clearly that the red or blue spots turned out to be skin bruises.

Is this a way of dealing with a person, hitting him with a golf ball?
When the three guys came to the villa with their heads down, Yu Xiangwan, Gu Qingning, and Fu Xiaoxue also rushed out of the villa in their pajamas and slippers.

The tall and thin man who came to the front looked up at Yu Zhiming and the others, his face was flushed, and he bent down.

"I, Ding Shaoyong, come to apologize for yesterday's mistake and offense..."

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