medical treatment

Nearly six o'clock in the afternoon, in the inpatient building of the oncology department.

A young man with short short hair hurriedly rushed into the No. 11 triple room on the sixth floor, and came to the No. [-] bed next to the window in a few steps.

Sitting on the hospital bed was a middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion, weak eyes and half-closed eyes.

On the other side of the bed, a middle-aged woman with a tired face was sitting, feeding the middle-aged man apples with a small fork.

"Mom, mom, don't feed my dad fruit."

The short-haired young man lowered his voice and said anxiously, "Put on my dad's make-up first, so that my dad's face looks better."

Seeing that his parents had stopped eating and feeding, the young man looked at himself inquiringly, and leaned closer to them.

"I just got solid news..."

He lowered his voice again, almost whispering, "Wait a minute, that Dr. Yu Zhiming will come to the ward to select suitable patients for experimental treatment."

"The first condition is good physical condition, mental..."

The short-haired young man stopped talking halfway, blinked his eyes, and was surprised to see his father throw off the quilt and get out of the hospital bed, paced back and forth by the bedside, and expanded his chest.

This this……

The young man turned his head to look at his mother, and saw an expression of indescribable anger and a hint of anger.

Tired!
Really tired!
In the past few days, my mother fed my father bite by bite.Not only that, even washing feet, washing face, and brushing teeth are lying on the hospital bed, and the mother takes care of them.

The only thing that is convenient is going to the bathroom, which is carried to the bathroom by his son.

It turned out that my father was not so weak that he couldn't get up and walk independently...

At nearly [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming, who had had dinner in the cafeteria, walked out of the elevator accompanied by director Nie of the oncology department, Dr. Tang Jianxiong and more than ten medical staff, and saw an unusual scene.

It's just that in the long and narrow corridor of the inpatient building, patients in hospital gowns are showing their vibrant bodies one after another.

There are trots and jumps!

Some do radio gymnastics!
There are leg presses!

There are dancing!

And doing push-ups...

At first glance, it doesn't look like a cancer inpatient area with a solemn atmosphere. I thought it was time for school recess activities.

Director Nie was embarrassed.

The lice on the bald man's head, it was obvious that news had leaked out.

"Doctor Yu, this, this..."

Yu Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "It's pretty good, it saves a lot of trouble, just let these patients in the corridor, who are under 60 years old, come to me for examination."

In an examination room temporarily arranged in the nurse station, Yu Zhiming spent more than three hours examining 41 cancer patients.

He picked seven of them.

Four men and three women.

Two stomach cancer patients, two bowel cancer patients, and one patient each with breast cancer, cervical cancer, and ovarian cancer.

With 56 ginseng life extension pills as his confidence, Yu Zhiming was extravagant tonight.

Of course, he didn't foolishly announce the list of candidates on the spot. He left the oncology department and handed over the list of candidates to Director Nie and Dr. Tang.

Next, the two of them will sign a clinical volunteer agreement with the selected candidates and rearrange the wards.

In addition, the operation plan was arranged overnight.

Because of the need to accommodate Yu Zhiming's time, the operation schedule is two in the morning, one in the afternoon and two in the evening tomorrow.

On Wednesday morning, two...

After 10:30 in the evening, Zhou Mo drove the bed car, left Huashan Hospital, and entered the fast lane to go home.

She glanced at Yu Zhiming, who was sitting slumped in the co-pilot seat, closed her eyes and rested her mind, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you stressed?"

Zhou Mo explained again: "Doctor Yu, when you judged that a patient was not very suitable, and finally decided to give up on him, you were also struggling in your heart, right?"

"An opportunity for treatment is a hope for life."

Yu Zhiming opened his eyes, adjusted his sitting posture again, and said slowly: "Looking at your sentimental question, I know that you are not suitable to be a doctor, otherwise you will be depressed and jump off the building."

"To be a doctor, you must have a big heart, and you need to make choices about the life and death of patients."

"How can there be so much pain and struggle? It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, you don't need to think too much."

Zhou Mo hehe said: "So, now I'm just your assistant, a great doctor, in charge of handling chores."

"Hey, Doctor Yu, have you never thought about the 34 people you gave up today?"

"In order to fight for your chance of treatment, they are also trying their best to show off. Many people's faces are sweating so much that it looks like they have been washed with water."

Yu Zhiming said slowly: "I won't think about them, I will only think that today I gave those seven people hope for a lifetime."

"Zhou Mo, you have to understand that I am not omnipotent. If I save what I can, I am successful."

Zhou Mo nodded slightly and said, "This should be the difference between optimism and pessimism."

"Doctor Yu, it's my fault. I shouldn't stir up this topic to affect your mood."

Yu Zhiming said indifferently: "It's okay, if I was so easily influenced, I wouldn't be who I am now."

After a pause, he changed the subject.

"My eldest nephew Fu Xiaobo broke up with his girlfriend. If you have a suitable friend, you can introduce him."

Zhou Mo hummed, and then said with a chuckle: "There are many beautiful little nurses in the hospital. As long as he poses as your nephew, he will definitely attract many people to pursue him..."

When Yu Zhiming returned to Junshan Mansion's home, it was nearly 11:30 in the evening, and unexpectedly found that the eldest sister and Qing Ning were not asleep, and were waiting for him while making dumplings.

Yu Zhiming felt warm in his heart.

"Big sister, Qing Ning, it's too late in the future, so you don't have to wait for me. I'm not a child anymore. I can take care of myself."

Yu Zhaoxia stood up and said, "I'm not waiting for you on purpose, as there are not many dumplings left in the refrigerator."

"Fifth, what stuffing do you want to eat?"

Yu Zhiming glanced at the small pots of stuffing on the coffee table, and said, "Let's have beef with green onions."

Yu Zhaoxia picked up a curtain of dumplings and went to the kitchen.

Lime also got up and began to clean up the basin, rolling pin and other items on the coffee table.

"Zhiming, I brought my car here. There are two cars at home, so it's always more convenient."

Yu Zhiming hummed.

Qing Ning went on to say: "I persuaded my eldest sister to learn to drive, but my eldest sister said that she is too old to learn."

"Zhiming, if you persuade me, the eldest sister will definitely listen to you."

The eldest sister is only 46 years old this year, and she still has a lot of time to enjoy.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiming came to the door of the kitchen, looked at the busy elder sister, and said, "Eldest sister, after you learn to drive, I will have something to do with Qing Ning in the future. Wherever you want to go, or where your parents want to go, you can drive by yourself."

Yu Zhaoxia replied: "Driving is no different than other things. It is a very dangerous thing. If I don't learn well, it will be a crime to hit someone else."

"Sister, do you really not want to learn?"

"I really don't learn!"

Yu Zhiming saw that the elder sister's attitude was a little firm, so he didn't continue to persuade her.

He turned to look at Qing Ning, and saw this guy curl his lips in disgust, and opened his mouth and whispered: "You really don't know how to persuade people."

Yu Zhiming gave her a pair of supercilious eyes...

Ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning ate delicious dumplings.

A big bowl of Yu Zhiming and a small bowl of lime.

Yu Zhaoxia didn't have the habit of eating late at night, so she tidied up the kitchen before going back to the upstairs bedroom to sleep.

After eating two dumplings, Qing Ning suddenly remembered something and said, "Zhi Ming, German Medical Group on Wednesday?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "I know."

"What specific arrangements does your brother have? When will I show my hand and shock the Germans?"

Qing Ning laughed and said, "Let's put it this way, the visit of this German medical group was made possible by the efforts of Ning'an Group for nearly three years."

"The purpose is to let Ning'an Hospital get rid of the state of not being able to go up or down, and to be able to support itself at least."

"However, this time is another time."

Qing Ning suddenly reached out and touched Yu Zhiming's face, and said proudly: "Because of my man, that is, Zhiming, you were born out of nowhere, and Ning'an Hospital has developed rapidly in the past half a year."

"Ning'an Hospital's goal of supporting itself has already been achieved, and a broader future is not far away."

"So, the cooperation with the German medical group is dispensable."

"Of course, my brother said that the conditions are suitable, mutual benefit, and cooperation that is icing on the cake can still be carried out."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "So, if the hospitality is downgraded and the terms of cooperation are renegotiated, I don't have to show up?"

Qing Ning giggled and said, "It's almost like this."

"However, my brother also said that you still have to show up and shock the Germans, let them know that I am a majestic Chinese capable person."

"It's best to let them ask us to cooperate in turn. In this way, they can get a lot of good things."

"My brother said that their country's medical equipment, equipment, and medicine are quite powerful."

Yu Zhiming nodded and sighed: "Let's not talk about the others, even conventional surgical instruments such as scalpels and surgical scissors are not as good as those produced in our country."

Qing Ning put on an expression of worrying about the country and the people, and reached out to pat Yu Zhiming on the shoulder.

"There is a long way to go, Comrade Yu Zhiming, the future of my country's medical industry depends on you."

Yu Zhiming stretched out his hand and flicked the guy's forehead.

"Eat well."

Qing Ning smiled, and said again: "Zhi Ming, have you noticed that there is anything different at home?"

"What's the difference?"

Yu Zhiming said while looking around.

It really made him see something different. There were more calligraphy and paintings on the walls around the living room.

"Calligraphy and painting, did you bring them from your home?"

"My brother gave it to me."

Qing Ning explained: "My brother promised years ago that he would collect some calligraphy and paintings of famous people for us."

"During the Chinese New Year, he went back to his hometown to pay New Year's greetings, and asked for it from many elders."

"Although they are not masterpieces by famous artists, they are all works of historical figures with textual research and records."

Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "When I see your brother, I will thank him personally."

"Hurry up and eat..."

During this period of time, the weather was so hot that I couldn't sleep well at night, and I was also groggy during the day, my mind was like a paste, and I was a little bit Calvin.