medical treatment

Chapter 267 Jumping the beam clown
Yu Zhiming felt that the time passed really fast, as soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the night passed, and it was Monday again.

Monday is his busiest time.

Yu Zhiming rushed to Huashan Hospital one to two ten minutes earlier than usual to make preparations for outpatient and emergency visits.

This has the implication of some stupid birds flying first, mainly because Yu Zhiming's diagnostic efficiency has not been improved.

Other outpatient doctors can diagnose a patient in an average of five or six minutes, but Yu Zhiming needs eleven or twelve minutes.

Moreover, with the passage of each week, Yu Zhiming's diagnosis efficiency not only did not improve, but showed a downward trend.

The main reason is that with the passage of time, more and more people know about Yu Zhiming's ability and reputation, and the proportion of patients who deliberately come to register with him, the proportion of patients with serious illnesses, serious illnesses, and intractable diseases, is getting higher and higher.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of diagnosis and prolongs Yu Zhiming's examination and diagnosis time.

Yu Zhiming, who has limited experience and experience, is also difficult to diagnose the symptoms of many patients.

He had no choice but to list and map out the symptoms of the patients detected in detail one by one, and then transfer the patients to the corresponding departments for further diagnosis.

Usually on the second or third day after that, Yu Zhiming would be able to know the specific etiology and disease name of the patient, as well as the treatment plan, thus enriching his case database.

That's the benefit of working in a top hospital.

It can be said that in every medical field, there are experts and experts with rich experience and superb medical skills.

Patients of any type can basically be diagnosed and treated properly when they come to Huashan Hospital.

At the same time, Yu Zhiming can also obtain indirect teachings from predecessors and experts through such difficult cases one after another, so that he can grow himself...

Near lunch time, a registered patient who walked into the outpatient room attracted Yu Zhiming's special attention.

This person is a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with a bun on his head and a beard.

"Master also came to see the doctor in person?" Qiao Lei, who was standing by, blurted out a slightly joking question.

The middle-aged Taoist replied heartily: "Eating whole grains, coupled with insufficient cultivation, will inevitably lead to illness."

Yu Zhiming asked a few words, and learned that the scholar came from a Taoist temple in a small mountain range in Zhejiang Province, and traveled to Binhai.

Symptoms of physical discomfort are mild headaches, body aches, and mild diarrhea.

The Taoist priest said that his symptoms had lasted for two months, and he could not heal for a long time.

Yu Zhiming gave him a whole-body examination, and found that the head of the Taoist priest was still in good health. It can be said that he was in the best physical condition among all the registered patients in the morning.

Only the less serious liver and kidney damage, and there are some small stones in the kidney.

Long-term diarrhea, body pain, and liver and kidney damage, Yu Zhiming's first thought was chronic poisoning.

Could it be that he practiced the pill and took it?
Yu Zhiming endured the wild thoughts in his mind, wrote out his preliminary judgment, and then referred the middle-aged Taoist priest to the hematology department for a diagnostic test.

At this time, it was past twelve noon, Yu Zhiming suspended his consultation and left the outpatient and emergency building to have lunch.

He did not go to the hospital cafeteria this time, but returned to Qiyue Medical Research Center.

Zhou Mo has sent a message and brought him lunch...

When Yu Zhiming returned to the big office, he found that Zhou Mo had already arranged the meals, including steamed fish cubes, crab roe and lion head, twice-cooked pork and stir-fried kale.

The soup is lotus root rib soup, and the staple food is rice.

Yu Zhiming noticed that his dishes were twice as large as Zhou Mo's. The most obvious one was the lion's head the size of a child's fist. There were two in his bowl, while Zhou Mo's had only one.

Moreover, the bowl of rice in front of him is a big one, and the rice is quite compact, at least five or six times that of Zhou Mo's small bowl of rice.

With such a huge difference in the amount of dishes and meals, Yu Zhiming said with some embarrassment: "Zhou Mo, that, I actually don't have that much to eat!"

Zhou Mo smiled and said, "Doctor Yu, this is not the first time we have dinner together."

"Your appetite, I still don't know?"

"Don't be polite in front of me, eat quickly."

Yu Zhiming smiled and started to eat...

His appetite is almost known, and it is obviously more than two or three times larger than his local and southern colleagues around him.

Even Qiao Lei, who is also from the north and is even taller and more burly, can't eat as much as Yu Zhiming.

It's a little strange that although Yu Zhiming ate a lot, his body still looked a little thinner.

Yu Zhiming knew that he was able to eat but didn't gain weight, neither because he had hyperfunction, nor because his gastrointestinal absorption function was poor.

There are two main reasons. One is sleep problems, which aggravate the body's nutritional consumption.

The second is that the brain consumes a lot of nutrients.

It's like Dr. Ding Ye's cousin, who is weak and thin due to excessive use of his brain, and his height is not tall.

Yu Zhiming knew that he also had such a problem.

Identifying subtle sounds and converting the heard sounds and echoes into an intuitive three-dimensional perspective view in the brain, which seems to be a habitual and natural inspection process, requires the brain to make massive calculations, and naturally consumes a lot.

Therefore, Yu Zhiming not only eats a lot, but also gets hungry quickly.It also got him into the habit of eating and storing treats.

In the drawer of his desk, there are a lot of peanuts, walnuts, sweet potato sticks, chocolate, etc...

The meal that seemed to be enough for two grown men was quickly wiped out by Yu Zhiming like a whirlwind.

Zhou Mo, who had only eaten half, smiled lightly and said, "It seems that I have to bring some more food for tomorrow."

"no, I'm fine!"

Yu Zhiming quickly refused, "I'm a little full from today's meal."

"The reason why I eat fast is because I have to rush to the emergency room, so it's not easy to keep patients waiting for a long time."

He drank the remaining half of the soup in the soup bowl in one gulp, then took out two paper towels and wiped his mouth.

"The taste of this meal is indeed much better than that in the cafeteria."

"Zhou Mo, there is no need to increase the amount of food for tomorrow, it would be better if it is a little less than today's."

"I'm going to the emergency room first..."

After 12:30 noon, Yu Zhiming hurried to the No. 15 outpatient room, and found that Qiao Lei and Wang Li, a nurse arranged by the outpatient and emergency department, were already waiting.

He took a sip of water first, and asked the little nurse Wang Li who was guarding outside the outpatient room to call people in the order of registration...

Nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming suddenly heard Wang Li outside the door arguing with someone.

"Hey, you two don't have numbers, so you're not allowed in."

Then, a man's voice sounded, "Little nurse, are you new here? Don't you know who I am?"

"I take people to see a doctor, and I never need to register."

Yu Zhiming heard Wang Li's angry voice again: "I don't know who you are, and I don't need to know who you are. If you want to see Dr. Yu, you have to follow the rules."

"If you don't have a number, you won't be allowed in."

At this time, the voice of Qiao Lei who went out to check the situation sounded.

"This is a place to see a doctor, no noise is allowed."

"Since you don't have a number, go to the registration window downstairs to register, so as not to affect other people's medical treatment."

At this time, Yu Zhiming heard that the man's voice became lower, almost whispering.

"It seems that you really don't know me."

"I'm telling you, I'm Meng Fangyue, and your Dean Li is my uncle, can I come in?"

Hearing these words, Yu Zhiming looked towards the door and met Qiao Lei's questioning gaze.

Yu Zhiming made a gesture of disgust to drive him away.

Qiao Lei, who understood the meaning, turned his head away.

"This is an outpatient clinic. You have to follow the rules of the outpatient clinic and call the number to see a doctor. There are so many people watching, you can't break the rules."

"Young Master Meng, if you really need to see a doctor, please register or make another appointment."

After more than ten seconds of silence, Yu Zhiming heard the so-called Mr. Meng and his companions leave.

The order of the outpatient room was restored, and Yu Zhiming continued to see a doctor...

Nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Lei, who went out to inquire about the news for more than ten minutes, returned to the outpatient room.

"Doctor Yu, I found out that the man named Meng Fangyue is really the nephew of Dean Li's wife."

"Deputy Director Liu told me that he doesn't often take patients to see a doctor, on average, he only visits once or twice a month."

"It's true that he didn't register. The outpatient and emergency department and the outpatient experts just turned a blind eye because of Dean Li's face."

Yu Zhiming let out a light...

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming completed the diagnosis of 50 people in the outpatient and emergency department, and hurried back to the examination room of the Qiyue Medical Research Center, and began to perform a quick liver and stomach examination on fifty volunteers from the very early stage cancer project. .

At around 06:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming finished the rapid cancer screening of 50 people, dragged his exhausted body, and came to the hospital cafeteria for dinner.

After finishing the meal, he and Qiao Lei found a secluded dining table and sat down, eating slowly while resting.

After a while, a 30-year-old man with an ordinary-looking oval head and a small braid on the pot head sat down on the seat opposite Yu Zhiming.

Qiao Lei approached Yu Zhiming and whispered, "Meng Fangyue."

Meng Fangyue smiled at Yu Zhiming, "Doctor Yu, we know each other now."

"Next time, if I bring the patient over again, I won't be turned away again, will I?"

Yu Zhiming ignored this guy, bowed his head and continued to eat.

An angry look flashed across Meng Fangyue's face, but it was quickly replaced by a forced smile.

"Doctor Yu, we can work together to earn a small amount of money. Your expert registration fee is one hundred and twenty, and it's only sixty or seventy for you."

"How about this, I will give you one hundred for every patient I take, and pay directly in cash."

"how?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhiming got a little angry.

Is this guy in front of me not smart enough, I don't know what to say, or is he deliberately humiliating himself?

As a well-known doctor, would he be short of this hundred yuan?

Yu Zhiming quickly finished the food without saying a word to Meng Fangyue, got up and left with an empty plate.

He still has to rush to the gynecology department to perform an endometrial cancer resection operation with Director Liu Yun. He really doesn't have the time and energy to deal with such a clown...

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