Chapter 267 The Clown

Yu Zhiming felt that time passed really fast. As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, the whole night passed, and it was Monday again.

Monday is his busiest time.

Yu Zhiming rushed to Huashan Hospital ten or twenty minutes earlier than usual to prepare for outpatient and emergency consultations.

This has some meaning of the stupid bird flying first, mainly because Yu Zhiming's diagnostic efficiency has never been improved.

Other doctors can diagnose a patient in an average of five or six minutes, but it takes Yu Zhiming eleven or two minutes.

Moreover, as each week passed, Yu Zhiming's diagnostic efficiency not only did not improve, but also showed a downward trend.

The main reason is that as time goes by, Yu Zhiming's ability and reputation have become known to more and more people, and the proportion of patients who come specifically to call him, including patients with serious illnesses, serious illnesses, and patients with difficult and complicated diseases, is getting higher and higher.

This undoubtedly increased the difficulty of diagnosis and prolonged Yu Zhiming's examination and diagnosis time.

Many patients' symptoms were difficult to diagnose for Yu Zhiming, who had limited experience and experience.

He had to carefully list and draw the patient's symptoms one by one, and then transfer the patient to the corresponding department for further diagnosis.

Usually on the next second or third day, Yu Zhiming will know the specific cause and name of the patient's disease, as well as the treatment plan, thus enriching his case library.

That’s the beauty of working in a top hospital.

It can be said that in various medical fields, there are masters and experts with rich experience and superb medical skills.

Patients of any type can basically be diagnosed and properly treated when they come to Huashan Hospital.

At the same time, Yu Zhiming was able to gain indirect guidance from seniors and experts through difficult cases one after another, so that he could grow...

Near lunch time, a registered patient walked into the outpatient room, which attracted Yu Zhiming's special attention.

This person is a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, a bun on his head, and a beard.

"Master also came to see the doctor in person?" Qiao Lei, who was standing by, asked with a hint of joking.

The middle-aged Taoist priest replied cheerfully: "If you eat whole grains and do not practice enough, you will inevitably get sick."

Yu Zhiming asked a few questions and learned that the Taoist scholar came from a Taoist temple in a small mountain range in Zhejiang Province and wandered to Binhai.

Symptoms of feeling unwell include mild headache, body aches, and mild diarrhea.

The Taoist priest said that his symptoms have lasted for two months and cannot be cured after long-term treatment.

Yu Zhiming gave him a full body examination and found that the Taoist priest was still in good health. He could be said to be in the best physical condition among all the registered patients in the morning.

There was only less serious liver and kidney damage, and there were still some small stones in the kidneys.

With long-term diarrhea, body pain, and liver and kidney damage, Yu Zhiming's first thought was chronic poisoning.

Could it be that he practiced the elixir and took it?

Yu Zhiming endured the random thoughts in his mind, wrote down his preliminary judgment, and then referred the middle-aged Taoist priest to the hematology department for a confirmatory examination.

At this time, it was past 12 noon. Yu Zhiming stopped attending the clinic and left the outpatient and emergency building to have lunch.

He did not go to the hospital cafeteria this time, but returned to the Qiyue Medical Research Center.

Zhou Mo informed him and brought him lunch...

Yu Zhiming returned to the main office and found that Zhou Mo had already laid out the food, including steamed fish nuggets, crab roe lion head, twice-cooked pork and stir-fried kale.

The soup is lotus root and pork ribs soup, and the staple food is rice.

Yu Zhiming noticed that the amount of food he had was twice that of Zhou Mo. The most obvious thing was the lion heads the size of a child's fist. There were two in his bowl, but only one in Zhou Mo's.

Moreover, the bowl of rice in front of him was a large bowl, and the rice was quite solid, at least five or six times that of Zhou Mo's small bowl of rice.

With such a huge difference in the amount of food and rice, Yu Zhiming said a little embarrassedly: "Zhou Mo, um, I can't actually eat that much!"

Zhou Mo said with a smile on his face: "Dr. Yu, this is not the first time we have dinner together."

"I still don't know how much you eat?"

"Stop being so polite in front of me and eat quickly."

Yu Zhiming smiled and started eating...

It is well known that his appetite is two or three times larger than that of his local and southern colleagues.

Even though he is from the north and is taller and taller, Qiao Lei's appetite is not as good as Yu Zhiming's.

What's strange is that although Yu Zhiming eats a lot, his body still looks a little thinner.

Yu Zhiming knew that the fact that he could eat but not gain weight was not due to hyperactivity or poor gastrointestinal absorption.

There are two main reasons. One is sleep problems, which aggravates the body's nutritional consumption.

The second is that the brain consumes a lot of nutrients.

Just like Dr. Ding Ye's cousin, he was weak and thin due to overuse of his brain and could not grow taller.

Yu Zhiming knew that he also had such a problem.

Distinguishing subtle sounds and converting the heard sounds and echoes into an intuitive three-dimensional perspective in the brain, which seems to be a natural examination process, requires the brain to make massive calculations and is naturally very expensive.

Therefore, Yu Zhiming not only eats a lot, but also gets hungry quickly. This also got him into the habit of eating and storing snacks.

In his desk drawer, there are a lot of peanuts, walnuts, sweet potato sticks, chocolates and other food...

The meal that seemed to be enough for two grown men was quickly wiped out by Yu Zhiming like a whirlwind.

Zhou Mo, who had only eaten half of his meal, chuckled and said, "It seems that I need to bring more food for tomorrow."

"no, I'm fine!"

Yu Zhiming quickly refused: "Today's meal has already made me full."

"The reason why I eat quickly is because I have to rush to the outpatient and emergency department, so I don't want to keep patients waiting."

He drank the remaining half of the soup in one gulp and took out two tissues to wipe his mouth.

"This food really tastes much better than the food in the cafeteria."

"Zhou Mo, there is no need to increase the amount of food for tomorrow. It would be better if it is slightly less than what we have today."

"I'm going to the outpatient and emergency department first..."

At half past twelve o'clock at noon, Yu Zhiming hurried to the outpatient clinic No. 15 and found Qiao Lei and Wang Li, the nurse assigned to the outpatient and emergency department, already waiting.

He took a sip of water first and then asked Wang Li, the young nurse standing outside the clinic, to call people in the order of registration...

At nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming suddenly heard Wang Li arguing with someone outside the door.

"Hey, you two don't have numbers, so you're not allowed in."

Then, a man's voice sounded, "Little nurse, are you new here? Don't you know who I am?"

"When I take people to see a doctor, I never have to register."

Yu Zhiming heard Wang Li's angry voice again: "I don't know who you are, and I don't need to know who you are. When you see Dr. Yu, you have to follow the rules."

"If you don't have a number, you're not allowed in."

At this time, Qiao Lei's voice came out as he went out to see the situation.

"This is a place for medical treatment. No noise is allowed."

"Since you don't have a number, go to the registration window downstairs to register. Don't affect other people's medical treatment."

At this time, Yu Zhiming heard the man's voice become lower, almost whispering.

"It seems you really don't know me."

"Let me tell you, I am Meng Fangyue, and your Dean Li is my biological uncle. Can I enter?"

Hearing these words, Yu Zhiming looked towards the door and met Qiao Lei's questioning gaze, which turned around.

Yu Zhiming made a disgusting gesture to drive away.

Qiao Lei, who understood the meaning, turned his head.

"This is an outpatient clinic. You must follow the rules of the outpatient clinic and call the number to see the doctor. There are so many people watching, so you can't break the rules."

"Mr. Meng, if you really need medical treatment, please register or make an appointment at another time."

After more than ten seconds of silence, Yu Zhiming heard the so-called Mr. Meng and his companions leaving.

Order in the outpatient room was restored, and Yu Zhiming continued to see patients...

At nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Lei, who had gone out to inquire about news for more than ten minutes, returned to the outpatient clinic.

"Doctor Yu, I found out that the man named Meng Fangyue is really the nephew of Dean Li's wife."

"Deputy Director Liu told me that he doesn't often bring patients to see a doctor, only once or twice a month on average."

"It is true that he did not register. The outpatient and emergency department and outpatient specialists looked at Dean Li's face and turned a blind eye."

Yu Zhiming said softly...

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming completed the diagnosis of fifty people in the outpatient and emergency department, and hurried back to the examination room of Qiyue Medical Research Center, where he began to perform rapid liver and stomach examinations on fifty volunteers in the very early stage cancer project. examine.

At nearly 6:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming finished the rapid cancer screening of fifty people and dragged his exhausted body to the hospital cafeteria for dinner.

He prepared the meal and found a secluded dining table to sit down with Qiao Lei, eating slowly and resting at the same time.

After a while, an ordinary-looking man with an oval head, about thirty years old, with a pot head and pigtails, sat down opposite Yu Zhiming.

Qiao Lei approached Yu Zhiming and whispered, "Meng Fangyue."

Meng Fangyue smiled at Yu Zhiming and said, "Doctor Yu, now we know each other."

"Next time I bring patients here, I won't be turned away again, right?"

Yu Zhiming ignored this guy, lowered his head and continued eating.

Meng Fangyue's face flashed with anger, but it was quickly replaced by a forced smile.

"Dr. Yu, we can work together to make a little money. Your expert registration fee is one hundred and twenty, and it will only be sixty or seventy if you get it."

"Let's do this, I'll give you one hundred for each patient, paid directly in cash."

"how?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhiming became a little angry.

Is this guy in front of me not smart enough to know what is being said, or is he deliberately humiliating himself?

As a well-known doctor, would he lack this one hundred yuan?

Yu Zhiming finished the food quickly, and without saying a word to Meng Fangyue, he stood up and left with the empty plate.

He also had to rush to the gynecology department to perform an endometrial cancer resection surgery with Director Liu Yun. He really didn't have the time or energy to deal with such a clown...

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