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Chapter 285 Please Save My Life

On Wednesday morning, Yu Zhiming arrived at the Qiyue Medical Research Center at about the same time as usual.

But his whole body looked like a frost-beaten eggplant, limp.

Yu Zhiming first went to the ward area, did a quick physical examination of the patients received by the center in recent days, and then came to the director's office.

Qi Yue, who was changing into a white coat, saw Yu Zhiming, smiled lightly and said, "Your teacher and wife told me everything about last night."

"To say that you are not chaotic in the face of danger, you have the style of a general."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Actually, I was also very panicked. Fortunately, the fire didn't really happen."

After a short pause, he turned to ask again: "Teacher, plastic surgery, do you know any specialists?"

"Plastic surgery?"

Qi Yue asked while reminiscing: "Zhiming, did a friend ask you to do plastic surgery? Or is someone going to do plastic surgery?"

"Do plastic surgery!"

Yu Zhiming pointed to his left nostril, and said, "It's a very small injury, and a part of the nostril is missing here."

"Teacher, on the way home last night, I encountered injustice. I originally acted bravely, but I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding in the end."

He didn't wait for the teacher to ask, so he just told the story of a husband chasing and beating his wife in the middle of the night with a shining spatula.

Qi Yue suppressed a smile, and asked, "Which couple finally relied on you?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "That's not true!"

"When the police came, the man also woke up."

"Those two didn't hide anything, and they told the police what they did."

"The man also took the initiative to say that he doesn't blame us."

"The police reprimanded them, saying that they deliberately created a misunderstanding and they should take full responsibility."

"If they persist, they will be held accountable for disturbing the law and order."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "I saw that the man was really disfigured, and thinking that our hospital's plastic surgery department is pretty good, I proposed to introduce them to an expert."

"Of course, I'm just responsible for the introduction, and the related expenses are still paid by them themselves."

Qi Yue nodded and said, "Plastic surgery, my relationship with one or two people is not bad."

"I'll call right now..."

After contacting a chief physician of plastic surgery, Yu Zhiming returned to the big office.

Zhou Mo, who came to work a little later than usual, came over with a smile all over his face.

"Doctor Yu, I'm really sorry, I made you tired and frightened last night, and you are still in critical condition, so I will do my best to turn the tide."

Yu Zhiming waved his hands and said generously, "No need to apologize, it was an accident last night, and you didn't think about it."

"Hey, what is the follow-up work arrangement?"

Zhou Mo sighed softly: "My mother said that a total of eight sets of clothes were prepared and five sets were photographed, which is enough."

"Those three sets, there will be no reshoots."

After a pause, she chuckled again and said, "The photographer said that this accident was due to a problem with their equipment."

"Also, Doctor Yu, you reminded me from the beginning, but you failed to attract their attention."

"So, this time it's their responsibility. To apologize, they didn't charge us for the filming."

"My mother didn't hold them accountable either."

After saying this, Zhou Mo picked up his mobile phone and tapped the screen a few times.

"Doctor Yu, your salary has been transferred."

"You accept it."

Yu Zhiming turned on his phone and looked at it.

"Ten thousand? Didn't we agree on two thousand?"

Yu Zhiming also knew that the price of [-] that was negotiated at the beginning was still a friend's price.

If you hire a small model, or a part-time model, a few hundred to one thousand can be done.

Zhou Mo explained: "Doctor Yu, what is added is our apology and gratitude."

"My mother woke up this morning and was terrified."

"Also, if it weren't for Dr. Yu to stand up in time to calm people's hearts and take charge of the overall situation, if someone fell down the stairs, the consequences would be unpredictable!"

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly, tapped on the phone screen with peace of mind, and accepted the transfer...

Last night, because of two consecutive accidents, Yu Zhiming only rested for more than three hours.

Although Yu Zhiming was a little dizzy due to lack of rest, the workload of the day did not decrease.

In addition to the established work, Qi Yue also told Yu Zhiming that four more patients would come today.

Fortunately, Yu Zhiming already has a wealth of experience in dealing with lack of sleep.

When he was fine, he looked dazed and stupefied, but when he had business to do, he seemed to be pumped with blood, and he was immediately full of energy.

This allowed Yu Zhiming to finish his morning work well.

For lunch, Zhou Mo asked his aunt to prepare it. There were steamed sea bass, shrimp and eggs, etc. He said it was to make up for Yu Zhiming's hunger last night.

Yu Zhiming, who was full of appetite, was about to have a feast when Qi Yue called him to the director's office.

Yu Zhiming saw a mother and son with red and swollen eyes in the director's office.

The son looks to be 22 or [-] years old. He is a red-haired young man with a middle-parted hairstyle, big earrings, and avant-garde attire.

He said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Doctor Yu, my father suffered a cerebral hemorrhage at the company on Monday."

"The rescue is still not out of danger."

"The neurologist said, Dr. Yu, you can use extracorporeal puncture to restore sufficient blood supply to my dad's brain and regain consciousness."

Yu Zhiming was slightly taken aback, and hastily explained: "My extracorporeal puncture is an emergency method."

"It is likely to aggravate brain damage. It is not an exaggeration to say that drinking poison quenches thirst."

The red-haired young man showed sadness on his face, and said, "My dad's attending doctor also said that in my dad's situation..."

"The possibility of actively waking up is very slim, and it won't last long."

"My mother and I just want to have a good talk with my father and say goodbye to my father."

Speaking of this, the red-haired youth burst into tears.

He wiped his eyes vigorously, and said with a sob in his voice: "At this time, I realized that I still have a lot to say to my father."

"Doctor Yu, please help us!"

While talking, the red-haired young man and his mother bowed to Yu Zhiming.

Yu Zhiming did not respond immediately with a feverish head, but said in a deep voice: "This extracorporeal bypass surgery is a risky and emergency method. It may not succeed, and even if it succeeds, it may not necessarily wake the patient up."

"You two, do you understand?"

The red-haired young man wiped his eyes again, and said, "Understood, we know, this is a risk, and we may not get what we want."

"Doctor Yu, don't worry, no matter what the consequences are, we will accept them."

Seeing the red-haired young man's statement, Yu Zhiming was ready to agree and follow them to the neurology department.

Qi Yue suddenly said, "Do you know the 48-hour rule?"

The red-haired young man and his mother looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "Uncle Qi, we don't know what 48 hours is. Is there any special rule?"

Seeing Qi Yue looking towards him, Yu Zhiming understood and explained to the mother and son: "These 48 hours are a regulation for work-related injuries in our country."

"During the working hours, working place, sudden illness, and death within 48 hours after rescue fails, it shall be regarded as a work-related injury."

"More than 48 hours, it is not considered a work-related injury."

Qi Yue said quietly: "Whether it counts as a work-related injury or not, there is a big difference between the compensation fee and the subsequent treatment."

When Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue were talking, the mother and son had already taken out their mobile phones and started searching.

Yu Zhiming and Teacher Qi glanced at each other, silently silent, and waited quietly.

A few minutes later, the red-haired young man who made eye contact with his mother a few times said with embarrassment: "Doctor Yu, since this extracorporeal bypass surgery is drinking poison to quench thirst, I want to discuss it with my mother and think about it."

"This is what it should mean. It really needs careful consideration and careful decision!" Yu Zhiming replied blankly.

When the mother and son left the director's office, Yu Zhiming couldn't hold back his expression.

He said angrily: "Just now, he still looked like he was deeply in love and sad."

"But in a blink of an eye..."

Yu Zhiming stopped talking, let out a long breath, and sighed: "In the face of real interests, the relationship between father and son, and the relationship between husband and wife are as fragile as tofu."

"Teacher, this society is becoming more and more realistic."

Qi Yue seemed not surprised, and said: "This is a difference of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of interests."

"It's an irresistible temptation for ordinary families."

"In particular, it is not the dying man lying on the hospital bed who decides, but the profiteer."

Qi Yue snorted lightly, and said sarcastically, "This 48-hour limit is a test of human nature."

"On the one hand, the employer has asked the hospital to actively rescue the patient regardless of the cost. As long as they survive for 48 hours, they will not care about their life or death afterwards."

"On the other hand, when the deadline is approaching, the family members will give up the rescue and ask the hospital to stop the life support system."

"Zhi Ming, don't tell me about such a case, you haven't experienced it before?"

Yu Zhiming replied softly: "When I was working in the county hospital, I really didn't encounter any family members who voluntarily gave up."

"The main reason is that there are not many formal units in our county, and there are even fewer insurance companies. There are very few such special patients."

Qi Yue snorted, and warned solemnly: "Zhi Ming, don't test human nature."

"Everyone has a price, including you and me. The reason why you don't betray is only because the price offered by others is not high enough..."

There was still a lot of work in the afternoon, but fortunately Yu Zhiming finally made it through.

After six o'clock in the evening, after completing the rapid screening of fifty very early stage cancer project volunteers, he returned to the big office with a relaxed mind and body.

Surprisingly, someone was waiting for him.

It was the man who chased his wife last night.

Yu Zhiming looked at his bandaged left face and nose, and asked, "Is the repair done?"

The man replied honestly: "It was done in the morning, thank you, Dr. Yu, for the expert you recommended."

Yu Zhiming noticed the hesitation in this guy's eyes, and said impatiently, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

He warned again: "If you want compensation, don't talk about it. I did nothing wrong about what happened last night."

"If you are not convinced, you can go to court to sue."

While waving his hands, the man said, "Doctor Yu, I absolutely have no intention of asking for compensation."

"I have something else to tell you, Dr. Yu..."

He looked at Qiao Lei and Zhou Mo in the office, and said, "Doctor Yu, is it convenient for us to talk in private?"

"What I want to talk about is very important and needs to be kept secret."

Yu Zhiming's face turned cold, and he said, "If you want to talk about it, talk about it now, it's impossible to talk about it in private."

"I still have a job, so let me know if I have something to say."

The man struggled for a moment, and the next moment, he bent his legs and knelt down in front of Yu Zhiming.

"Doctor Yu, please save my life..."

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