medical treatment

Chapter 676 One Minute On Stage, Ten Years Off Stage
"Doctor Yu, hello!"

"I'm Lu Yanping. I'm very, very sorry to disturb you during your rest time."

Lu Yanping, a medium-sized man with a pale face and a small back, put a thick envelope and a sea cucumber gift box on the coffee table while talking.

"This is the inspection fee."

After a pause, he explained again: "I bought this gift box in a hurry on the way here. It's my apology for bothering you."

At this time, Qing Ning took a box of medical gloves from upstairs and put them on the coffee table.

Yu Zhiming's consumption of medical gloves can be said to be the largest household in the hospital. He discards one pair after each inspection, and sometimes uses up to one or two hundred pairs a day.

At home, he also prepared a large box of medical gloves.

Yu Zhiming took out a pair of gloves, tore off the outer packaging, put them on, and asked Lu Yanping at the same time.

"Just an upset stomach?"

Lu Yanping hummed, and said again: "I had a gastroscopy and a colonoscopy, and the doctor said there was no problem."

"The doctor also said that my problem may be in the small intestine that cannot be detected by gastroscopy and colonoscopy, but B-ultrasound and CT did not find any abnormalities in the small intestine."

"My symptoms have been going on for almost a month."

"It is said that a long illness will lead to serious problems. Doctor Yu, I am very worried. I would like to ask you to see what the problem is."

Yu Zhiming let out a soft sigh, then looked at Yu's father, Yu, mother and elder sister who were sitting on the couch, and said, "Dad, mother, elder sister, please give up the sofa first."

After the couch was vacated, Lu Yanping lay down on it, and Yu Zhiming patted on his chest and abdomen.

Yu's father, Yu's mother, Yu Zhaoxia, Xiaoxue, Zeng Yan, and a few little guys all sat quietly or stood aside, watching Yu Zhiming's inspection.

After a while, they noticed that Yu Zhiming's expression became very serious, and his eyebrows were also frowned.

Lu Yanping also noticed the change in Yu Zhiming's expression, and his heart immediately rose to his throat.

He couldn't help it, and asked anxiously: "Doctor Yu, do I have cancer?"

Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "I found something wrong, but it didn't match up with all the bowel cancers I know."

Lu Yanping was slightly relieved by these words, and Yu Zhiming continued: "But I don't feel very good."

"Mr. Lu, I strongly recommend..."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming suddenly noticed that Lu Yanping's pale face had lost any color, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu..."

After Yu Zhiming called out twice, Lu Yanping recovered from his absent-minded state.

He said bitterly: "Doctor Yu, you still said the classic words that you have never made a mistake."

"It seems that I must have cancer."

Yu Zhiming said in a deep voice: "I never made a mistake, but it doesn't mean I won't make a mistake this time. I just don't feel right."

"To avoid negligence, laparoscopy or laparotomy is required. My personal recommendation is laparotomy."

"If it is found that there is a serious problem with that section of the small intestine, you can also perform the operation along the way..."

Six to seven minutes later, Lu Yanping, who had recovered a little, left Yu's house with a simple diagram of the small intestine problem logo drawn by Yu Zhiming.

Yu Zhen also followed Yu Zhiming to the sound-proof bedroom for a detailed physical examination for old injuries...

With the departure of the patient and Yu Zhiming, Yu's parents and Yu's mother gathered in the living room and other people who watched Yu Zhiming's entire examination process began to discuss heatedly.

Song Qiao tilted his head, and asked suspiciously: "Well, what did that person say, what is the classic words of my uncle?"

Xiaoxue knocked on Song Qiao's head and said, "Aren't you ashamed, you don't even know this?"

"My brother-in-law's classic words are, I don't feel very well. As soon as I say this, it means that there is no doubt that I have cancer."

Song Qiao snorted, covered his head, pursed his mouth, got up and sat down next to Qing Ning.

At this time, Qi Tao said: "My uncle patted and pressed that person's belly, and in just two or three minutes, he earned 3 yuan."

"Isn't it too easy for uncle to make money?"

"Qi Tao, do you think it's easy for your uncle to make money?" Dad Yu suddenly called him by his first name and asked very seriously.

The discussion in the living room disappeared instantly.

Qi Tao didn't dare to face Dad Yu's aggressive gaze, shrank his body, and said timidly but not convinced: "Isn't it easy?"

"Earn ten thousand in a few minutes?"

"My father and my mother worked hard for a month, and the combined salary of the two of them is less than [-]."

Father Yu questioned: "Qi Tao, do you know the truth that one minute on stage will take ten years off stage?"

At this time, Yu's mother persuaded: "Old Yu, why are you so serious? Did you scare the child without seeing it?"

"Tell the children the truth, and speak calmly and well."

Father Yu calmed down, and said slowly, "Xiaotao, your brother-in-law didn't come out of nowhere to achieve what he is today. It's because of his hard work day after day, day after day, that lasted for more than 20 years. It’s come to where it is today.”

"Xiaotao, do you know why your brother-in-law was admitted to university after only three years of study after his eyesight healed?"

After a pause, Father Yu said again: "Don't tell me, it's because your uncle is smart."

"Let me tell you, in those three years, your uncle went to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening and got up at six o'clock in the morning, and it was the same during the Chinese New Year."

"Three years, nearly [-] days, your little uncle has never slept in for a day. Except for eating and a little physical exercise, he spends almost all his time studying."

"The most important thing is that no one urged him at all. This is all done by your uncle consciously and self-disciplined."

Father Yu took the tea that Qing Ning handed over, took a sip, and said, "Xiaotao, there are a few of you..."

"If you have half, let alone half, one-fifth of your uncle's diligence and self-discipline, your parents won't have to worry about your future at all..."

In the soundproof bedroom, Yu Zhiming sat at the desk, and finally drew a sketch of Yu Zhen's last injury, put down the pen in his hand, and glanced at the electronic clock next to him.

Eleven sixteen in the evening.

It was so late without realizing it.

Yu Zhiming stood up and moved his neck, waist, arms and legs for a while.

He gently pushed open the bedroom door and found that Qing Ning hadn't rested yet. He saw her sitting on the bedside, reading a book quietly by the light of the bedside table lamp.

And on the other side of the bed, there was a little guy hugging a Mickey Mouse doll, sleeping soundly with his body almost horizontal.

"Why did Xiao Qiao fall asleep here?"

Qing Ning put down the book, and replied softly: "I said I came to see you for business, so I fell asleep while waiting."

"I've already told my elder sister that Xiao Qiao will sleep in my bed tonight."

She asked again: "Are you done?"

Yu Zhiming hummed, and then said: "Yu Zhen has a lot of old injuries that need to be recovered. Especially his left knee joint, the injury is complicated, and it needs to be drawn clearly and meticulously."

"It took a lot of time."

Qing Ning got out of bed and took Yu Zhiming's arm.

"I'll accompany you to wash up. By the way, Dad gave us an ideological and political education class tonight."

"What happened?" Yu Zhiming was at a loss.

In the spacious bathroom, Yu Zhiming was washing up while listening to Qing Ning talk about his father's demonstration on the theme of ten years of work off stage for one minute on stage.

Yu Zhiming rinsed his mouth to spit out the toothpaste foam in his mouth, and said with a light smile: "At that time, the family conditions were not good. For us rural children, there were only two ways out, going to college or serving in the army."

"Based on my situation at the time, going to university was the best choice, and I could only study hard."

Qing Ning nodded, and asked, "Zhi Ming, I have a little question, which I haven't figured out."

"With your intelligence and your young age at the time, if you repeat your studies for a year, you should be admitted to a prestigious university."

"Why did you go to a third-rate medical school like Jishui Medical College?"

Yu Zhiming pretended to be mysterious and said: "Of course there is an important reason for this. I really want to know?"

"Of course I did."

Qing Ning hugged Yu Zhiming's waist from behind, shook her body, and said Jiao Didi, "Tell me, tell me..."

Yu Zhiming laughed and said, "One is the economic constraints. Repeating one year of study will cost you an extra year."

"The most important point is that I can't hold it anymore."

He recalled for a moment, and sighed softly: "Three years of studying every day from dawn to dusk, even the donkeys of the production team can't hold on."

"At that time, I thought that if this continued, I might collapse, so I rejected the suggestion to repeat my studies and went directly to university."

"As far as I am concerned, my choice at the time was still a wise move."

Qing Ning hugged Yu Zhiming tightly, and said: "The sufferings in the past, every decision, made you who you are now."

"Especially for me who is holding you and feeling very happy now, every decision you made in the past, no matter how small, was the wisest and most correct, hehe..."

Qing Ning suddenly groaned, and said, "I thought of what a doctor said in Uncle Changyan's nursing home on New Year's Day last year..."

She recalled: "Physical suffering, independent thinking suffers from brain power, restraint and patience suffers from self-discipline, reading and learning suffers from loneliness, and what else can be bent and stretched to suffer from dignity."

"These kinds of suffering divide people into different levels."

"Zhiming, I suddenly discovered today that you have basically suffered all these kinds of hardships."

Yu Zhiming sighed softly: "I originally had nothing, so I have no choice but to suffer."

"Unlike you, who were born with a golden key in their mouth."

Qing Ning argued a little unconvinced: "We have better material conditions and more opportunities. If we want to get ahead, we have to work hard, okay?"

Because it was late, and there was still a lot of work to be done tomorrow, Yu Zhiming washed up, made a little intimacy with Qing Ning, and went back to the soundproof bedroom alone.

Lying on the bed, he glanced at his phone and found two messages from Gu Qingran.

The first message said that Meng Fan was consulted by the expert team of Huashan Hospital and recommended CAR-T treatment within the next three days.

The second message said that experts from the German Medical Group will arrive in Binhai next Wednesday...

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