medical treatment

Chapter 642 Clown baby, don't worry about throwing it away
Department of Thoracic Surgery, Binh University Affiliated Hospital, Dr. Lou's Office.

"Miss Zhou, thank you for telling me!"

Dr. Lou Xinghua ended the call with Zhou Mo, and looked at a middle-aged couple sitting opposite each other in the reception area, and a middle-aged man with a general belly and a back hairstyle.

"You all heard the content of the call. This heart deformity correction surgery can only be moved to after the Spring Festival."

The husband of the middle-aged couple, who had a vicissitudes of life, said anxiously: "Dr. Lou, didn't you say that my son's condition is a little bit bad, and the sooner the surgery, the better?"

Lou Xinghua said frankly: "The fact is true, but as far as your son's heart condition is concerned, without Dr. Yu's assistance, the possibility of success of my surgery is less than [-]%."

"Are you sure you want me to have the surgery now?"

The patient's mother looked a little helpless and said, "Can I contact Dr. Yu again?"

"We are willing to give money, more money!"

Lou Xinghua sighed softly and said, "It's not about money, Dr. Yu is not short of money."

"That, you've heard it too, the matter of giving up the heart donor made Dr. Yu think that the child is world-weary and has a low desire to live."

"He is not optimistic that the child can survive the operation."

"Well, Dr. Yu's perspective on the problem is somewhat unique, but I have to say that there is some truth in it."

Lou Xinghua stood up and said, "I will ask a psychologist to have a good talk with your son. If this problem is not properly resolved, it will indeed affect the success rate of the operation."

"That's it for today..."

The patient's parents left the office in a daze.

As soon as he left the office, the patient's father dragged the man with the general belly into the stairwell and questioned him in a low voice.

"This is your arrangement?"

"Wait another week or more, and my son will probably die if he can't hold on."

The man with the belly of the general tidied up his somewhat disheveled clothes, and said slowly, "Is all the money I promised before arriving in the account?"

"Is there a penny less?"

"Also, is Dr. Lou the best and most powerful doctor in Binhai for correcting heart defects?"

"As for Doctor Yu?"

The man with the belly of the general said helplessly: "I said big brother, I really don't know that he went back to his hometown for the Spring Festival."

"At the level of Dr. Yu, no one can force him to do things he doesn't want to do."

The patient's father growled with red eyes: "I don't care, I don't care! No matter what method you use, make sure that Dr. Yu rushes to Binhai tomorrow."

"Otherwise, I'll tell everything. My son won't live, and neither can you."

The man with the belly of the general cut lightly, and said generously: "Say, you can break the news as you like."

"Anyway, that heart has been successfully transplanted into my elder brother's body, can it be dug out again?"

After a pause, he showed another mocking expression.

"Besides, did I deceive you at that time?"

"About 50 yuan for surgery and postoperative recovery? After that, about 20 a year for reexamination and anti-rejection expenses?"

"Did I exaggerate on purpose?"

"Even if your son's heart defect correction surgery has a success rate, I'm telling the truth that it's only about [-]% to [-]%."

"It's you, the choice you made on your own initiative. You gave up the heart transplant and chose to take the risk of deformity correction surgery."

"to be exact……"

The general's belly man's eyes suddenly became sharp, piercing into the eyes of the patient's father.

"You chose money and gave up your son."

The patient's father's lips trembled, his body slowly squatted down, and he began to cry while covering his face...

It was nearly twelve o'clock at noon, a farmhouse in Lishuiji, Liyang County, Lu Province, thousands of miles away from Binhai.

A total of 11 people, including father Yu, mother Yu, the eldest sister's family of four, second brother-in-law, Yu Xiangwan, Zhang Bai, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning, sat around the square dining table and were having lunch.

A total of four dishes were placed on the table.

A large pot full of stewed lotus root with braised chicken nuggets, a piece of braised crucian carp stewed with tofu, plus shredded cabbage and parsley fried tofu two vegetarian dishes.

The main food is rice.

Just eat a little at noon, and the real big meal is naturally a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

Lime, who hadn't eaten rice for three or four days, showed a satisfied expression after eating a few mouthfuls of rice.

Seeing this, Mama Yu hurriedly ordered: "In the future, when cooking, remember to steam some rice, and don't keep making pasta."

Yu Zhaoxia and Yu Xiangwan responded.

Qing Ning said with some embarrassment: "Mom, after being with Zhiming, I've actually gotten used to eating pasta."

"It's just that the steamed rice is so delicious today that I couldn't help but eat a few more bites."

"Mom, where is this rice produced?"

Yu Zhiming laughed softly: "It's just ordinary rice bought in the store. I don't think it tastes very delicious."

Qing Ning glanced at him sideways, and said, "Mom must have added the right amount of water, just right, and it would also be good to add steam."

"That's why it's so delicious."

Yu Zhiming corrected: "You might as well praise the delicious water here, which is more appropriate."

"My mother can't steam rice two or three times a year, but the level of steamed rice can be as high as..."

Suddenly noticing that his mother's gaze was a bit unfriendly, Yu Zhiming quickly shut his mouth and buried his head in picking up the vegetables.

Qing Ning giggled and said, "Mom, I've already learned how to make dumplings. I'll make dumplings for everyone when I get a chance."

Mama Yu smiled and said: "Lime people are kind-hearted, and the dumplings made with heart must be delicious."

Yu Zhiming grinned secretly.

Although the dumplings wrapped in limes look similar, they are all hands-on, and have never had the experience of overall operation.

Otherwise, this guy will definitely show off and make a plate of dumplings for him to eat first.

Alas, in order to express myself, I started exaggerating...

At this time, Xiaoxue chirped and said: "Today, I sent Spring Festival couplets to several families on behalf of my grandfather, and they all praised me for looking better and more beautiful."

"Uncle, am I one of the best among the Eighteen Changes of the Women's University, do I look better as I change?"

Yu Zhiming nodded lightly and said, "It's true, you were really ugly when you were young."

Xiaoxue pursed her lips and said, "Mom, was I really ugly when I was young?"

Xiao Bo laughed and said, "Xiaoxue, you were really ugly when you were young, and I didn't even want to take you out to play."

"However, you do look better now."

He sighed with regret again: "Do you still remember that girl named Tingting? She was so pretty when she was young. I also said that when she grows up, I will marry her as my wife."

"It's completely disabled now."

Yu Zhaoxia also sighed softly: "That girl was really cute when she was young, but she becomes more ordinary as she grows up."

Yu Zhiming started to show off his popular science again.

"In the process of human growth and development, the face is not enlarged in proportion, and the growth speed of the five sense organs is also different, so as long as it grows, it will be out of balance."

"Therefore, don't worry about throwing away the clown baby when you were young. After more than ten years, there is a possibility that an ugly duckling like Xiaoxue will turn into a white swan."

"As for the good-looking ones when you were young, don't be too complacent. The probability of becoming disabled in the future is not small."

Amidst the chuckles of the crowd, Xiao Bo asked: "Uncle, how do you judge whether a child will become good-looking in the future or will become disabled?"

Yu Zhiming laughed and said, "Look at your parents."

"The appearance of the child may inherit the facial features of the parents according to the probability of about 50% respectively."

"However, because some are dominant genes and some are recessive genes, some of the children's facial features are more like the father, and some are more like the mother."

"If the parents' appearance is not bad, there is a high probability that the child's appearance will not be disabled."

Xiaobo looked at Xiaoxue, then at his parents, and said happily, "Fortunately, Xiaoxue and I look more like my mother."

Yu Zhaoxia first chuckled, and then became serious again.

"Xiaobo, Xiaoxue, in fact, your father was quite handsome when he was young, otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen in love with him."

"It's just that for so many years, he has been working hard outside and trying to make money, so he turned black and ugly."

Xiaoxue took her father's arm and said softly, "In my heart, my father has always been the most handsome and the best looking."

"Better looking than my uncle."

Zhang Bai looked at his eldest brother-in-law and Yu Zhiming, and said with a light smile, "After such a quick look, Zhiming and his eldest brother-in-law really have some similarities between their eyebrows."

Yu Zhiming said casually: "Of course, I was brought up by my elder sister and her husband. After living together for so many years, naturally the longer I grow, the more I resemble him."

Zhang Bai continued: "I also heard that couples who have lived together for a long time tend to have similar appearances?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "There is such a theory..."

At this moment, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang again.

He took out his mobile phone and looked, it was Gu Qingran's call again.

Yu Zhiming came to the yard with his mobile phone and answered the call.

"Dean Gu, it's best that you call this time because there is something really important or urgent."

"To Ming, something really happened."

Gu Qingran's voice on the phone was a little low.

"I have already returned to my hometown. I just heard a very sad news. A friend of mine, a junior high school classmate, passed away unexpectedly some time ago."

"Let's be sad and change!"

Yu Zhiming gave a perfunctory word of comfort, and then urged: "You'd better talk about the matter directly, I'm having lunch now."

"Okay, I'll get straight to the point."

Gu Qingran said in the phone call: "It is said that my classmate came back from the party at night and drank a little too much."

"He was making a phone call from the balcony on the fifth floor. He accidentally climbed over the balcony railing and fell down. In the end, rescue failed and died."

"My classmate has the habit of recording phone calls."

"The police inspected the scene of the accident and also analyzed the phone recordings at the time of the accident. They found no abnormalities and concluded that it was an accident."

After a pause, Gu Qingran said: "Zhi Ming, I would like to ask you to listen to his last phone recording."

"Use your listening ability to judge whether he fell by accident, or there are other reasons..."

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