medical treatment

Chapter 293 I'm Busy Now

Saturday is also the welfare physical examination day of Huashan Hospital.

Yu Zhiming came to the central small building early in the morning, humming and humming like an old scalper until twelve o'clock at noon.

After finishing the lunch brought by Zhou Mo, he rushed to the Department of Neurology with Teacher Qi Yue who came here specially.

Yu Zhiming walked into a single ward with Teacher Qi, and saw Dr. Zhang Zhengping, the well-known director of neurology, playing chess with an old man who looked thinner than Dr. Zhang and had a wider range of baldness.

"Get on the horse!"

"Scholar!"

"Horizontal cannon!"

"Pad car!"

The two played fast chess, the sound fell, and the chess pieces in their hands fell into place, so there was not much time to think.

For Yu Zhiming, chess is only a little knowledge, which is only at the level of a primary school student. How can he have time to delve into it.

Now seeing these two people coming and going with a lot of momentum, you cannibalize me, and I kill you, and they refuse to give in to each other. Yu Zhiming feels that they are quite like masters.

"Teacher, how is your level?" Yu Zhiming asked softly.

Qi Yue twitched the corner of his mouth, and said insincerely: "Not bad, master of the community square."

Yu Zhiming let out a soft sigh, knowing that the chess skills of the two of them still couldn't catch Teacher Qi's eyes.

In other words, the chess skills of these two people are not good.

But for a dementia patient, being able to play chess is pretty impressive.

What's more, he can kill the Quartet in the community competition, which can be described as amazing eyeballs.

Of course, the premise is that he really has dementia.

Director Zhang and the old man didn't seem to see Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue coming in, they played chess on their own, and soon entered the tragic stage of fighting in the middle game.

Yu Zhiming stood quietly at the side, carefully observing the old man's expression and physical reactions.

He found that this person's eyes were clear and his body reactions were quite quick, and there was no sign of slowing down.

No matter how you look at it, he is a hale and hearty old man, without any symptoms of dementia.

One or two minutes later, the battle between Director Zhang and the old man ended in a draw.

Director Zhang stood up, pointed at Yu Zhiming, and introduced: "Mr. Ji, this is the medical genius of our hospital, Dr. Yu Zhiming who is proficient in physical examination."

Mr. Ji said enthusiastically: "Doctor Yu, hello, I've heard of you a long time ago."

"Sure enough, a hero born a boy."

Speaking of this, Mr. Ji couldn't help showing a painful expression.

He raised his hands and rubbed his temples, explaining: "In the past two years, I have always had headaches from time to time, like needle pricks, and the attacks are becoming more and more frequent."

"Only intellectual entertainment like playing chess can free me from pain for a while."

Mr. Ji said with anticipation again: "I hope you, Dr. Yu, can discover something and find out the cause of my headache."

Yu Zhiming replied cautiously: "Mr. Ji, I can only say that I will do my best."

Then, as required, Mr. Ji lay flat on the hospital bed and asked Yu Zhiming to do a physical examination.

Yu Zhiming first checked his body and found that he had some common problems of the elderly, such as cardiovascular problems, prostate problems, and weak gastrointestinal function.

In addition, he also found that the old man had kidney stones, but the stones were relatively small and did not cause obvious symptoms.

However, the problems Yu Zhiming discovered have nothing to do with the old man's headache and dementia.

Next, Yu Zhiming put his hands on the old man's head to check the condition of his brain...

After careful investigation, he found that the image map was indeed not deceiving.

The old man's brain did show quite obvious symptoms of atrophy, and some other detailed features are also highly consistent with the characteristics of Alzheimer's.

According to the brain condition of the old man detected by Yu Zhiming, he should be in the middle and late stages of dementia.

Not to mention playing chess, it is quite remarkable that he can remember all the relatives around him.

This is seriously inconsistent with the objective facts, and there is also the cognitive law formed by Yu Zhiming.

Not only did this make him uncomfortable, but it also aroused a strong thirst for knowledge and a sense of victory, eager to find out.

What abnormal situation happened to cause this unreasonable abnormality to occur?

It's just that the environment in this ward is too noisy.

This made Yu Zhiming really powerless.

He withdrew his hand, faced the expectant eyes of Mr. Qi, Director Zhang and Mr. Ji, and said frankly: "It's too noisy here, too much interference, and I can't investigate more and more detailed."

"The only thing that found some value is that Mr. Ji's brain blood flow rate is significantly higher than that of his peers."

Yu Zhiming specifically explained to Mr. Ji: "This will allow your brain cells to obtain more oxygen and nutrient supply, and gain greater vitality."

Mr. Ji asked excitedly: "Is this the reason why I have never developed dementia?"

Director Zhang shook his head and said, "The increased supply of oxygen and nutrients alone is not enough to offset the shrinkage of your brain."

"There should be other reasons."

"A quieter place?"

Director Zhang said something to himself, looked at Qi Yue, and asked calmly: "Director Qi, do you have any suggestions?"

Qi Yue murmured and said, "I know what Zhiming wants is an absolutely quiet place."

"In our hospital, there is really no..."

Qi Yue stopped suddenly, and said instead: "Zhi Ming, your dedicated office has been renovated for more than a month."

"Foundation works such as concrete should have been completed."

"It's okay to use that place temporarily for a physical examination, right?"

Yu Zhiming agreed, "You can go over and have a try."

Qi Yue made a final decision: "Then set it at seven o'clock in the evening, let's go there together."

"During the day, there is still construction..."

After leaving the Department of Neurology, Yu Zhiming couldn't help asking: "Teacher, did you and Director Zhang have any unpleasant experiences?"

Qi Yue twitched his lips, and said mockingly: "That guy is just a narrow-minded person."

"When I left the Department of Neurology and founded a research center, he was always envious of me and hated me."

Yu Zhiming knew that he had asked a stupid question.

He even forgot this, the teacher also came out of neurology.

Inside the hospital, there is also competition...

Yu Zhiming returned to the central building to continue the physical examination in the afternoon.

After a few physical examinations, he found a patient with a special situation.

This is a 43-year-old man. He noticed Yu Zhiming's suspicious gaze and realized that his situation had been discovered.

His face turned red when he rubbed it.

"I'm usually under a lot of pressure, and I developed a habit without knowing it. I promise to change it and not continue."

He begged, "Doctor Yu, please don't tell anyone else, okay?"

Yu Zhiming found more than a dozen coins one after another in the man's stomach.

So many coins are enough to illustrate a problem, which is not swallowed by mistake.

This guy has pica.

Yu Zhiming nodded slowly and said, "I will keep it secret for you, but you have to promise me to receive psychological counseling?"

The man hurriedly replied: "Doctor Yu, I will go to psychological counseling after I leave here..."

The next physical examination was carried out step by step and lasted until nearly six o'clock in the evening.

After Yu Zhiming had dinner in the hospital cafeteria, he went back to the main office and closed his eyes to rest for more than half an hour.

Afterwards, he left the small central building together with Teacher Qi Yue who had returned.

After nearly two months, Yu Zhiming once again came to the seven-story old building behind the hospital, which still had an old appearance.

In front of the building, he met Director Zhang and Mr. Ji who had arrived earlier.

This time, several people walked into the building and took the elevator to the third basement floor.

When I got out of the elevator, the smell of cement concrete came to my face, no more musty smell, and the smell of formalin.

With the help of incandescent light, Yu Zhiming could see that the ground and walls of this underground space had been reprocessed.

The originally empty large space has been divided into several parts of different sizes.

Yu Zhiming felt the quietness here, nodded slightly and said: "Although it is much worse than the underground bunker, it is much better than the ward."

"You can try it!"

Qi Yue introduced: "In the later stage of the decoration, sound insulation will be specially done, and the quietness will be at least two times higher than now."

Yu Zhiming browsed through several compartments, selected the penultimate compartment, and brought Mr. Ji in.

He found a fairly clean small board and asked Mr. Ji to sit cross-legged on it, trying to relax as much as possible.

"Like sitting in meditation?" Mr. Ji asked.

Yu Zhiming said perfunctorily: "It can be understood in this way!"

At this time, the incandescent lamps in the outer compartment began to go out one after another.

Director Zhang's puzzled voice sounded, "Director Qi, why are you turning off the lights?"

"This incandescent lamp also produces noise. We can't hear it, but it doesn't mean Zhiming can't hear it."

Qi Yue's playful voice sounded, "Director Zhang, you don't have a phobia of the dark, do you?"

Following the sound, the incandescent lamp in Yu Zhiming's cubicle was also turned off.

The entire three underground floors were plunged into darkness that could not be seen.

Yu Zhiming adjusted his physical and mental state, as well as his breathing and heartbeat, and stretched out his hand to press on the top of Mr. Ji's head.

"Relax, don't be short of breath..."

Yu Zhiming reminded Mr. Ji again, tried his best to let himself get rid of distracting thoughts, and concentrated on investigating the subtle abnormalities of Mr. Ji's brain...

Yu Zhiming, who was immersed in his work, did not know the passage of time, and a lifelike and detailed three-dimensional perspective view of his brain had already appeared in his mind.

The blood vessels in the brain can be said to be finely detailed, and there is even blood flowing inside.

However, Yu Zhiming didn't see any joy in his heart.

He also found obvious anomalies...

Before he knew it, Yu Zhiming was sweating profusely. It was a very exhausting thing to investigate with all his strength.

Faintly, there was already a pain in his head.

Yu Zhiming knew that he was reaching his limit and needed to end it first.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

The sound was very slight, and it sounded like the popping sound of a small bubble in a calm lake.

It's just that the voice was too low, and Yu Zhiming wasn't sure for a while, whether it was an auditory hallucination, or a noise from other places.

He gritted his teeth, ready to hold on a little longer.

After all, it was hard to find a clue.

Suddenly, the erhu song "Smiling Proud Jianghu" suddenly sounded.

In such a silent basement, the sound was as terrifying as thunder on dry land.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

Yu Zhiming, who was frightened, yelled first.

The other three calls were made by Mr. Ji, Director Zhang and Qi Yue almost at the same time.

The next moment, the basement was back to light.

Yu Zhiming adjusted to the light, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and found that it was a call from an unfamiliar cell phone number.

"Is there still a signal on the third floor of the basement?"

Yu Zhiming was puzzled, then answered the call angrily, and asked, "Who? What's the matter?"

"Doctor Yu, hello! I'm Ye Huazhang..."

Ye Huazhang?
Yu Zhiming had no impression, and replied in a bad tone: "No matter who you are, is it a matter of life and death?"

"No, just hang up, I'm busy now."

Yu Zhiming waited for two seconds, but the other party didn't respond, so he hung up the call directly.

Then, he said to Qi Yue and Director Zhang who came up to him, "I have a little uncertain discovery..."

PS.
The cough has eased a little, some runny nose, and the body temperature has basically returned to normal.The biggest problem is that the appetite is still not very good, tasteless.

Just try to force yourself to eat more.

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