medical treatment

Chapter 679 Something Bigger Fart

The second terminal cancer patient who made an appointment through Ning'an Hospital arrived at the central building at nearly two o'clock in the afternoon.

She is a 45-year-old woman with ovarian cancer who came here in a low-key manner only accompanied by her husband.

Yu Zhiming's examination found that the patient's ovarian cancer had already destroyed the surrounding uterus, intestinal tract, bladder, lymph and other organs and tissues through invasion and metastasis.

With this surgical resection, it can be said that the lesser half of the abdominal cavity of this patient is about to be emptied.

This problem is not big, and it will not have a great impact on the patient's survival and quality of life.

Her biggest problem is that her body is too weak. She is 1.6 meters tall and weighs less than [-] catties.

Such a small body may not be able to survive.

Yu Zhiming told the truth about the risks and his worries.

The other party made it clear that although the risk is high, they can only choose to take a gamble.

Another bet.

Yu Zhiming was speechless.

In fact, he knew in his heart that these guys talked about betting on luck and taking a chance, but they were full of hope in their hearts, thinking that the so-called good luck and miracles would definitely happen to them.

Yu Zhiming had dark thoughts in his heart.

If this wave of treatment results in annihilation of the entire army, it should be able to scare away other wealthy and powerful terminal cancer patients, right?

After sending the middle-aged couple away, Yu Zhiming received a call from Dr. Tang Jianxiong from the oncology department.

It is said that Ke Minzhi has awakened from the postoperative anesthesia, and the vital signs are still within the allowable range...

Yu Zhiming put down his phone, and Zhou Mo, who had returned to the big office from the outside, approached him with a sneaky look on his face.

"Doctor Yu, there is a straight-haired beauty hovering in front of the director's office. She is tall and beautiful. Her figure is hidden by her clothes. She can't be seen, but she should be pretty."

"There is a high probability that it is a model."

Yu Zhiming glanced at this guy and said, "Isn't it normal for a good-looking female patient or patient's family to come to the teacher?"

"You look like you have a big melon to eat? Be careful if the teacher sees it, and your performance will be deducted."

Yu Zhiming said so, but walked out of the door honestly, and stood in the corridor for a few seconds.

Sure enough, at the door of the director's office, there was a beautiful woman with long straight hair who was around [-] in height and had exquisite facial features.

Moreover, this beauty gave Yu Zhiming a vague sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

I couldn't think of it, and Yu Zhiming didn't take it to heart, after all, he has a lot of people in contact with every day.

Seeing some familiar but can't remember who the other party is, I will definitely encounter many in the future.

At this time, Yu Zhiming received a call from He Yingjun, the president's secretary, asking him to go to the general office building. There were several documents related to the charity fund that he needed to sign.

More than ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming brought Zhou Mo to the general office building and got into the elevator.

There are a lot of people in the elevator, there are nine men and women.

When the elevator door was closed, Yu Zhiming suddenly heard a very familiar voice at the beginning of the upward journey.

The sound was so long that Yu Zhiming quickly held his breath in fright.

He glanced at Zhou Mo beside him, rolled his eyes, and decided not to remind this guy.

The next moment, someone shouted angrily and accused him one after another.

"Fuck, who is so immoral, farting in the elevator?"

"Couldn't it be tighter?"

"So smelly!"

"Oh, it smells so bad, it's almost like biochemical weapons, I can't take it anymore."

When everyone in the elevator complained and attacked, they either covered their noses, or made fans with their hands and waved them in front of their noses.

The same is true for Zhou Mo.

Not only did she cover her nose, but she also puffed up her cheeks, looking angrily at Yu Zhiming, who was not covering her nose, and looked more contented.

Yu Zhiming's outstanding performance naturally attracted the attention of other people in the elevator.

A woman who was nearly forty years old couldn't help criticizing: "Young man, it's too wicked of you to do this. It's really useless that you look so good-looking."

At this time, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor, and as the elevator door opened, everyone squeezed out of the elevator without leaving.

Yu Zhiming, who had been holding his breath all the time, came outside the elevator, took a quick breath, and defended himself at the same time.

"It wasn't me farting, I just heard someone farting and held my breath earlier."

More than half of these people are hospital staff, so they naturally recognize Yu Zhiming.

Hearing his explanation, a woman in a bun who looked about 30 years old excitedly shouted: "Doctor Yu, we all know that you have a keen sense of hearing and can distinguish your position by hearing."

"Since you heard the sound of farting, you must know who it is, right?"

When the bun-haired woman asked, she noticed that Yu Zhiming's eyes were subconsciously aimed at one of them.

Next, a fat middle-aged man with a small belly became the object of thousands of eyes.

Facing everyone's accusing eyes, the middle-aged man straightened his neck and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"It's not me, it's not me!"

He met Yu Zhiming's gaze, without showing any weakness at all, and counterattacked aggressively, "Boy, do you think it's me? What evidence do you have?"

"I think you're just calling out for a thief."

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "I really don't have evidence for such a fart thing, and it's impossible to collect gas for laboratory analysis."

"Yes or no, the person who farts knows the truth."

He also said with contempt: "I can't hold back talking about big things, and I can't bear it. This kind of person is really better than buying a piece of tofu and killing him."

"Zhou Mo, let's take the stairs, this fart thing has been delayed for too much time."

Zhou Mo pursed her lips and smiled, followed Yu Zhiming to the stairs.

The face of the middle-aged man was blue and red...

After entering the stairs, Zhou Mo chuckled lightly and said, "Doctor Yu, I didn't expect you to be quite venomous?"

Yu Zhiming whispered: "Zhou Mo, you will gradually discover that I am also very good in other fields."

"It's just that I don't usually show it."

After a pause, he said in a serious manner: "Using verbal attacks, in my opinion, is the last way to fight back."

"Back and forth, one thousand wounds to the enemy, eight hundred self-damages, it is better to fight back in other ways to get rid of hatred."

Zhou Mo nodded lightly and said, "You're right, if you curse at someone ten times, the other party will return six or seven."

She waved her small fist again, and roared: "In the future, if I can do it, I will try not to make any noise."

Yu Zhiming quickly persuaded him, "You can't act recklessly. Even if you take the lead and take the lead, the price of slapping someone is too high."

With a bitter face, Zhou Mo said, "Doctor Yu, I think it is necessary to set up an official arena where trivial disputes can be fought to resolve conflicts."

"Just like the current social atmosphere that makes good and honest people hold back, once they can't help it, it will be a big case."

"It makes sense." Yu Zhiming replied perfunctorily.

Zhou Mo suddenly said again: "Doctor Yu, that stinky fart just now really stinks."

"Well, loud farts don't smell bad, stinky farts don't sound loud, is there a scientific explanation?"

this……

Yu Zhiming thought for a while and said: "When the smelly gas like hydrogen sulfide in the intestine increases, the viscosity will increase, and most of the gas will make regular movements, so there will be no sound."

Zhou Mo wondered, "I don't really understand."

Yu Zhiming replied: "I also follow the script."

"I think, the main thing is to control the problem, control the intensity, and release it slowly, there will definitely be no sound."

"Okay, don't talk about this tasteful topic."

While talking, Yu Zhiming walked out of the stairwell and met He Yingjun who was waiting in an office on this floor.

Together with Zhou Mo, he looked through the documents prepared by He Yingjun.

"Doctor Yu, this fund was set up by an academician of our hospital 25 years ago."

"It's just that after his death, the fund gradually fell silent."

"Currently, there are thousands of dollars in each of the fund's three bank accounts to keep the accounts from being canceled."

He Yingjun explained again: "Dr. Yu, after you sign these documents, you still need to go to the relevant department for approval and modification. After approval, the fund can be renamed Zhiming Fund."

Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "Zhiming Fund? Is it appropriate to name it after me?"

He Yingjun smiled and said, "Doctor Yu, this name couldn't be more appropriate. This fund will be fully supported by your reputation in the future. The more clear it is, the better."

Zhou Mo also said: "This name is very suitable..."

Yu Zhiming read the relevant documents carefully, and after finding nothing wrong, he signed his name.

As for the submission for review and information changes, the hospital administrative department will be responsible for it, so Yu Zhiming doesn't need to worry about it.

He Yingjun said that the approval and change of this fund can be completed within one week or as long as two weeks.

Regarding the fund, Yu Zhiming and He Yingjun discussed for more than ten minutes, and left the office at [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and went to the elevator door with Zhou Mo to wait for the elevator.

The moment the elevator door opened, Yu Zhiming was startled.

I don't know whether it's the narrow road to Yuanjia or bad luck, but Yu Zhiming discovered that the middle-aged man was also in the elevator.

Besides this person, Vice President Tan was also there.

Vice President Tan in the elevator saw Yu Zhiming, and said with a smile, "Doctor Yu, what a coincidence, we're going down together, and I happen to have a little trouble with you."

Yu Zhiming said: "Dean Tan, come out and talk about it, I'm afraid I'll be attacked by poisonous bombs again."

Vice President Tan was a little confused, but he got out of the elevator anyway.

To Yu Zhiming's surprise, the middle-aged man with a complicated expression followed Vice President Tan out of the elevator.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhiming asked bluntly, "Dean Tan, do you know each other?"

Vice President Tan introduced: "This is my wife's cousin. He has some stomach discomfort. He has not been able to find out the exact problem. He came to our hospital for further examination."

"Doctor Yu, this is the trivial thing I just said, can you please work hard and give him a checkup?"

Yu Zhiming smiled happily and said, "Dean Tan, it's not that I don't give face."

"It's just that he pissed me off because of the big shit just now. I'm not careful. It's impossible to check..."

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