medical treatment

The next morning, Yu Zhiming got up at six as usual.

After washing up, he went out of the bathroom, and was surprised to find Gu Qingning on the sofa bed, curled up, covering his head, still sound asleep.

Driven by Yu Zhiming's perseverance, Fourth Sister and Qing Ning have formed a habit.

From Monday to Saturday, after Yu Zhiming gets up, they will also get up, and then exercise together.

Only on Sundays can they sleep in.

I didn't stay up late last night, and I still don't get up now. If something goes wrong, there must be a problem!
Yu Zhiming gently lifted the thin quilt on Qing Ning's head, and found that her forehead was sweating and her cheeks were flushed.

It's a fever!
Yu Zhiming quickly measured Qing Ning's forehead with the back of his hand.

Some hot flashes, experience judgment 39 degrees up and down.

"What's wrong with Lime?" Yu Xiangwan leaned over.

"I have a fever of 39 degrees, sister, pour me a glass of warm water."

Yu Zhiming gave Qing Ning a quick physical examination after a few words of advice.

There is no inflammation in the body, just a simple fever.

Yu Zhiming hugged Qing Ning and sat up, shaking her awake, then took the water glass handed over by Fourth Sister, and fed her water.

Gu Qingning drank a glass of water in small sips, and became more conscious.

She leaned softly on Yu Zhiming's body, her small mouth shrunk, showing a pitiful expression.

"Headache, uncomfortable!"

Yu Zhiming hugged her tightly, and comforted her: "Eat something later, take medicine, and sleep well, it will be fine."

Yu Xiangwan made another glass of honey water and brought it over.

"I'm going to cook, make vegetables and shrimp noodles?"

Yu Zhiming nodded.

Gu Qingning opened her mouth and asked: "Sister, add some pickled mustard. I don't have an appetite. I want to eat something with a stronger taste."

Yu Xiangwan hummed and went to the kitchen to get busy.

Yu Zhiming fed Lime with honey water again, and couldn't help joking: "It was freezing in the middle of the night the night before yesterday, and I just had a fever today, isn't your system lagging too much?"

Gu Qingning waved her small fist, and softly beat Yu Zhiming's chest twice.

She aggrieved: "It wasn't the night before yesterday."

"It was running around yesterday, picking up the car to repair it, and going to the market to buy vegetables and seafood. I accidentally caught a cold."

Yu Zhiming put down his half-drunk cup and said with a chuckle, "I must have had a lot of credit for being cold the night before yesterday."

Gu Qingning hummed twice, struggled to get up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom..."

There was no heating in the bathroom, so Yu Zhiming wrapped the guy in a thick coat before letting her in to wash...

It was only half a bowl of noodles with green vegetables and shrimps, served with pickled mustard, pickled cucumbers, and under Yu Zhiming's coaxing and persuasion, Gu Qingning frowned and tried hard to finish eating.

Afterwards, Yu Zhiming took one antipyretic and one painkiller from the small family medicine box, and watched Gu Qingning take it with a bitter face...

Before leaving for work, Yu Zhiming told Qing Ning who was lying on the sofa bed.

"Sleep well, wake up, drink water, eat some fruit."

"At noon, if you don't feel hungry, you have to force yourself to cook some dumplings or noodles to eat."

"Be sure to take medicine after meals!"

"If you feel physically uncomfortable during the period, please call me."

"I have surgery tonight and I won't be back until late..."

Yu Zhiming babbled a lot before going to work with his briefcase in his hands.

As soon as the door of the house was closed, Gu Qingning sat up under the quilt, and looked at Yu Xiangwan beside him with twinkling eyes.

"Sister, you were sick before, did Zhiming take care of you so considerately and patiently?"

Yu Xiangwan smiled and said, "How is that possible? At most, it's just pouring a glass of water and throwing away a bag of medicine."

"It's impossible to persuade me to take medicine."

"In his words, if you like to eat or not, it's not a big problem if you don't take medicine for this kind of minor illness. How uncomfortable it is for a few days, it can also help improve your body's resistance."

Gu Qingning looked happy, and said, "Sister, you don't need to be jealous. When you feel unwell next time, I'll take care of you in every possible way."

Yu Xiangwan gave this guy a pair of white eyes.

"You'd better talk less, lie down and sleep obediently. After you fall asleep, I will go to the small cafeteria..."

After Yu Zhiming came to the central building of the hospital, he devoted himself to busy work.

At nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming, who was doing organ dissection in the laboratory, was called out by Zhou Mo, saying that the director was looking for him.

In the director's office, apart from Teacher Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming saw a long-faced man in a white coat with short gray hair.

Yu Zhiming noticed that the work nameplate on his left chest read Tang Jianxiong, Department of Oncology.

There is also a bald man sitting in a wheelchair in the director's office, so skinny that he is almost skinny, breathing oxygen.

Beside the wheelchair, there was a middle-aged woman with a haggard face, and a man who seemed to be in his late thirties.

Yu Zhiming didn't need Teacher Qi's introduction to know that the person in the wheelchair was the terminal cancer patient mentioned last night.

He recalled the information on the patient's condition that he had seen today.

58 years old, left kidney cancer was discovered four years ago, and then left radical nephrectomy was performed.

Half a year ago, the cancer recurred and metastasized to the liver and lungs.

However, now seeing this person's physical condition with his own eyes, Yu Zhiming shook his head secretly.

This person is really too thin, it can be said that he is out of shape, with prominent cheekbones and sunken eye sockets.

Yu Zhiming knew that the patient's body was so thin that he couldn't last much longer.

Perhaps, a small inflammation, a small cold, can send people away.

Because his body was already in a dry state and could not provide extra energy, he continued to fight.

Many terminal cancer patients died because their body energy was exhausted and their viscera stopped functioning.

Yu Zhiming looked at Teacher Qi Yue and Doctor Tang, and found that both of them had serious expressions on their faces.

Obviously, they, who are more experienced, can also see at a glance that the patient's condition is very bad.

In the silence, the patient in the wheelchair was the first to speak out of breath: "Master Yu, I have to work hard for you."

Yu Zhiming hurriedly said modestly: "I dare not call it a miracle doctor, I am just a young doctor with some special skills."

"Compared to many medical predecessors, I am still far behind."

The wheelchair patient took a few breaths of oxygen, and said a little excitedly, "Dr. Yu, we are too late to know."

"If my wife and son had been a little more attentive and had known Dr. Yu a few months earlier that you had great skills in treating cancer, maybe I would be able to go out for a walk by myself now."

He talked too much in one breath, and the wheelchair patient was a little out of breath.

While coughing, he quickly inhaled oxygen.

Yu Zhiming heard what this person said, so he couldn't explain it carefully. He didn't have the ability to treat cancer, but he was just assisting oncologists in the treatment.

Yu Zhiming has seen many patients like wheelchair patients.

They desperately long to be alive.

They don't let go of any opportunity to grasp at straws, believing that miracles will happen to them after all.

Yu Zhiming waited for the wheelchair patient to regain his composure. Seeing that he still wanted to speak, he said first, "Let's get down to business first. Let's go to the examination room for a physical examination..."

In the examination room, the wheelchair patient's son gently picked him up and put him on the examination bed.

Yu Zhiming put on surgical gloves and examined him from head to toe.

"Doctor, how am I doing?"

Facing the patient who couldn't wait to inquire, Yu Zhiming comforted and said: "It's not bad, except for the existing lesions, no other cancerous parts have been found."

The patient said vividly: "That is to say, I can still be saved, right?"

"Doctor Yu, please worry about it."

"Treat me as you want, don't worry about the cost. I still have a house under my name, worth 600 million yuan, which has already been listed."

"I'm not short of money!"

Yu Zhiming nodded slightly, and said, "Next, I need to go back to the director's office to discuss your next treatment plan with my teacher and Dr. Tang."

After saying this, he winked at the patient's son and left the examination room first...

Yu Zhiming returned to the director's office, met the eyes of Teacher Qi Yue and Doctor Tang, and shook his head.

"The lungs are still slightly better, but the residual function of the liver is weak, and there is a possibility of complete collapse at any time."

"The functions of other viscera also remained at an extremely low level."

"As far as the patient's body is concerned, he simply cannot bear some drastic treatments."

Yu Zhiming said bluntly: "Teacher, there is no possibility of treating him in this situation. At most, he can take some medicine and he will recover for a few days and let him eat a few more good meals."

Qi Yue hummed lightly.

At this time, the patient's son knocked on the door and entered.

Yu Zhiming didn't hold back or be tactful, and told him what he said just now.

The patient's son said bitterly: "When we were treated in the first hospital in the city, the attending doctor said the same thing."

"After leaving the hospital and returning home, relatives and friends came to visit one after another, and someone mentioned you, Dr. Yu."

"My dad can't wait anymore, he must make a fuss."

He looked at Yu Zhiming, and asked, "Doctor Yu, is there really nothing we can do? If there is hope, we must try to cure it."

Yu Zhiming said truthfully: "Spend tens of thousands, even 10,000+ a day, just to live an extra month or two?"

"Are you willing to bear this price?"

The patient's son said with a mournful face: "Although my father still has a house under his name, we have owed several million in debt for the treatment of the disease in the past few years."

"My dad's situation, Director Qi, Expert Tang, Doctor Yu, do you have any other suggestions?"

Qi Yue said slowly: "Similar to comfort treatment, it will make your father's physical condition look much better."

"But it's only for a few days."

"In a few days, you understand."

After a moment of silence, the patient's son gritted his teeth and said, "Director Qi, I choose this kind of comfort treatment..."

Nearly seven o'clock in the evening, You Weixian, Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming, Zhou Mo and others had dinner together, and took two cars to the JB District Public Security Bureau.

Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming, and Zhou Mo took Yu Zhiming's Mercedes-Benz, and Zhou Mo drove.

Nearly 07:30, Yu Zhiming, who was still on the way, received a call from Wang Mu, the first hospital in the city.

"Doctor Yu, I have a pregnant woman with severe heartache who is nine weeks pregnant and urgently needs interventional cardiovascular surgery."

"Doctor Yu, pregnant women are not allowed to have X-rays, can you please come over and have a hard time?"

Yu Zhiming replied: "Dean Wang, I will assist Dr. You Weixian in the operation of skull base tumor later, and I can't make it."

"You guys have to find another way."

After a while, Wang Mu's voice chased after him, "Skull base tumor surgery, isn't it urgent?"

"Doctor You, please postpone it, or how about another day?"

"The situation of the pregnant woman is very urgent. The father of the pregnant woman said that he would double the compensation for the loss caused by the postponement of the operation."

Qi Yue took the phone and said, "For tonight's operation, we prepared for ten days and built a temporary operating room, with a total investment of nearly one million."

"Do you still want double compensation?"

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