medical treatment

Refuse middlemen to make the difference? !
As soon as Yu Zhiming heard this sentence, he knew that the matter was not simple, and there should be a lot of inside stories.

Although he became very curious, he didn't have time to chat now, so he asked Zhang Yong to tell the inside story to Zhou Mo, the god of ears.

Before leaving, Yu Zhiming specifically told Zhang Yong.

The surgery that his patient friend contacted, turned yellow...

Busy until nearly eleven o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming went back to the big office to replenish water and energy, and unexpectedly found that Zhang Yong hadn't left yet.

"Doctor Yu, I think it's better to tell you what happened, so that it can be more comprehensive and clear."

"also……"

Zhang Yong said frankly: "I still want to fight for the chance of an operation to save my life. Please do it, Dr. Yu."

Yu Zhiming took a few gulps of warm water from Zhou Mo, and stuffed another piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Zhang Yong saw that Yu Zhiming didn't agree, but he didn't object either, so he quickly organized his words and began to speak briefly.

"I saw his post in the patient forum, saying that it is an excellent opportunity for surgery for skull base tumors, and [-]% to [-]% hope to prolong their lives for five or six years."

"It's just that the surgical conditions are special and require high medical expenses, which need to be borne by someone else."

Zhang Yong looked at Yu Zhiming who was eating snacks again, and continued, "I contacted him with the mentality of seeking medical treatment indiscriminately."

"Afterwards, I rushed to Binhai and went to his home to talk about it in detail."

"I preliminarily ruled out that he is a liar, and signed an agreement, agreeing that I will bear all the expenses of his treatment with me."

"In order to prevent me from directly contacting the hospital, he didn't inform me of the hospital and the surgeon who performed the surgery. He just assured that it was definitely a famous hospital and a top doctor."

"And at the last moment, I can go back on my word."

Zhang Yong paused, and then said: "In order to prevent him, I also agreed that the medical expenses need to be handed over to the hospital directly, and cannot be transferred to any private account."

"He also agreed."

"Just two days ago, he said that he needed [-] yuan to clear up the relationship with the hospital, and I gave it."

"Yesterday, he told me that another patient contacted him, saying that the patient promised that in addition to covering all medical expenses, he would also pay him 30 yuan as a recovery fee."

"He also said that there are only two surgical places."

"He said it was very difficult, because it cost him 30 to [-] yuan for the operation."

While talking, Zhang Yong took out some A4 papers and a USB flash drive from the briefcase he brought with him.

"Doctor Yu, I didn't just talk nonsense and make this up. I have all the chat records with him here, as well as the recording of the call as proof."

Seeing that Yu Zhiming didn't take the paper, Zhang Yong handed the paper and USB flash drive to Zhou Mo who was beside him.

"I know, he is greedy."

"While I was perfunctory to him, I asked someone to investigate."

"After all, there are few hospitals in the whole Binhai that are certain to perform difficult operations such as skull base tumors."

"I easily found Huashan Hospital, Dr. Yu, you, and Dr. You Weixian."

Hearing this, Yu Zhiming knew the inside story.

He looked at Zhou Mo and asked, "About this matter, have you informed this Mr. Zhang of our situation?"

Zhou Mo shook his head and said, "Doctor Yu, if you didn't let me tell you, I must be tight-lipped."

"Furthermore, Mr. Zhang didn't ask me."

This surprised Yu Zhiming, who thought that Zhang Yong would do everything possible to trick Zhou Mo.

This made him feel better about Zhang Yong.

He pondered for a moment, then sighed softly: "Zhou Mo, please tell Mr. Zhang about the incident."

"I'll report what I learned from Mr. Zhang to Mr. Qi later."

Yu Zhiming turned his attention to Zhang Yong again, and said, "You leave the information on your illness to Zhou Mo."

Seeing Zhang Yong's surprised expression, Yu Zhiming said bluntly again: "Don't be so busy being happy."

"It's hard to say what the end result will be."

"Not every skull base tumor is suitable for our treatment plan."

"Even if your situation is suitable, as a collaborative operation under special treatment conditions, it may not necessarily be conditional to complete."

Zhang Yong looked grateful, leaned forward and said, "Dr. Yu, I know that you and Dr. You are both masters in their respective medical fields, and they are very busy on weekdays."

"I want to live, and I want to live longer. If there is a chance, I ask Dr. Yu to show mercy."

Yu Zhiming didn't respond to him, he drank the water in the cup, and ran back to the ward area to get busy...

After twelve o'clock at noon, Yu Zhiming returned to the big office again and found that Zhang Yong had left.

Zhou Mohui reported: "Doctor Yu, he left after listening to my narration, quite simply and neatly."

"He didn't try to please you?" Yu Zhiming asked.

Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "I'm just an ordinary administrator, and I'm not worthy of my favor."

After a pause, she asked curiously, "Hey, Doctor Yu, why are you so talkative today?"

"I've always been good-tempered and talkative!"

Yu Zhiming made a self-proclaimed sentence, and then sighed: "However, it is a life. I am a doctor. If I have spare power, I still have to save it."

"Also, it's fate that he found me. I always prefer those who work hard and don't give up."

Zhou Mo echoed, "That's true. As the old saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

She said hilariously again: "Doctor Yu, that one, deliberately designed to get close to Qiao Lei, is he trying hard and not giving up?"

Yu Zhiming snorted softly: "Many times, it is easier to achieve the goal than seeking out the middle, especially for people like me who are good at talking."

"That guy just has too many tricks, and he directly missed the chance of surgery."

Zhou Mo nodded in agreement, and handed over a large kraft paper bag.

"Doctor Yu, here is the patient's condition information."

Yu Zhiming waved his hand and said, "Take it first, let's go have lunch together."

"After the meal, you help me give it to Dr. You, just say what I said, first ask Dr. You to see if the operation is possible..."

At nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming completed the breast cancer screening of today's fifty volunteers. When he returned to the main office, he unexpectedly found You Weixian waiting for him.

"Doctor You, that patient is not suitable for surgery, you..."

Before Yu Zhiming finished speaking, You Weixian dragged him to the viewing light.

He pointed to the image of the brain on the film lamp, and said excitedly: "Doctor Yu, the patient Zhang Yong has a skull base tumor, which is very interesting."

"I suddenly thought of a surgical plan..."

You Weixian pointed to the tumor on the right side of the image and said, "We implanted a sufficient dose of radioactive particles in this tumor."

"It kills nearby tumor tissue, causing tumor collapse and displacement."

"If here, and the tumor here, is sufficiently involved, move here a little bit."

You Weixian gestured and said: "I can enter the knife from the root of the right ear, effectively avoid this place, and the sensitive brain center here, and successfully peel off the tumor."

"Doctor Yu, what do you think of my idea?"

Without waiting for Yu Zhiming to respond, he explained, "Yesterday, Mr. Shen Zhe came to the hospital for a reexamination."

"His skull base tumor is well controlled, shrinking by nearly one-fifth, and there are some displacements in various parts."

"Seeing this person's skull base tumor today, I couldn't help thinking about the shrinkage and movement of the tumor."

"Doctor Yu, do you think this idea can be realized?"

Yu Zhiming was still a little confused about what Dr. You just said, but the general meaning was clear.

First use radioactive particles to kill tumor cells, and then use the pressure in the brain to drive the position and shape of the tumor to make some changes to facilitate surgery.

Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "Only from the analysis point of view, it is feasible."

"However, a lot of luck is required."

You Weixian nodded and said: "The element of luck required is really not small."

He turned his attention to the video image taken by the film lamp, "The purpose is different, and the location where the radioactive particles are released is also different."

"If it is to kill and control tumor growth to the maximum extent, I have initially designed to implant radioactive particles into four locations here, here, and here, here!"

"It is estimated that patients can gain an additional three to five years."

"If it is to move the tumor and facilitate the next operation, it needs to be implanted in these two places..."

You Weixian withdrew his pointing hand, and said: "But luck is bad, the tumor has not moved in place, so this patient will only have a year or two at most."

"But with luck, the operation was successful, and the patient lived another 20 years, which is a high probability event."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "The two options have advantages and disadvantages, and we have to gamble our lives by chance."

"This can only be decided by the patient himself."

You Weixian nodded, and put away Zhang Yong's brain image again.

"I'll think about it when I go back tonight..."

After seeing off Dr. You, Yu Zhiming was accompanied by Zhou Mo, first went to the cafeteria for dinner, and then rushed to the gynecology building.

Ding Ye, who was waiting in the lobby on the first floor, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Yu Zhiming.

"Doctor Yu, I'm really worried that you won't come."

Yu Zhiming said with a straight face: "I am a person who keeps what I say, and I am full of responsibility."

"Since it was agreed before, I will not ignore the embryo transfer of this batch of test-tube babies."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be giving someone an excuse to attack."

Ding Ye smiled wryly and said, "Director Liu has already asked for leave to go home. Seeing so many accusations in the work group, especially not many people defending her in the department."

"This makes Director Liu very sad."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Great, she has always felt good about herself, thinking that she has done a good job and is very loved?"

Ding Ye smiled awkwardly, led Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo to take the elevator to the sixth floor again.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Yu Zhiming heard more than one person talking.

"I'm coming!"

"This time it's for real!"

"Thankfully, I don't have to worry about it at last."

Hearing these voices, Yu Zhiming suddenly felt guilty.

Although this was a personal conflict between him and Director Liu, it inevitably affected the patients.

How innocent they are!

Thinking that Liu Yun had also learned enough lessons this time, Yu Zhiming finally softened his heart.

"Dr. Ding, the second batch of test-tube babies will be arranged on Saturday night..."

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