At around 6:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming and the Qin brothers and sisters rushed to Studio No. 3 of the Binhai Satellite TV Building.
As soon as he entered, Yu Zhiming's head started buzzing, and the beeping sound began to sound non-stop. Swelling and pain followed one after another, and his head seemed to be about to explode.
Yu Zhiming covered his ears and retreated at an unprecedented speed.
"Doctor Yu!"
Sun Lin reacted the fastest. He immediately retreated to Yu Zhiming's side and supported Yu Zhiming, whose face turned pale as paper and whose body began to shake.
The Qin siblings took a step forward before noticing something was wrong and turned around to look.
"Doctor Yu, what's wrong with you?"
With the support of Sun Lin, Yu Zhiming walked seven or eight meters away from the entrance of the studio before stopping.
Although the buzzing sound in his head was gone at this moment, he still felt swollen and painful. At the same time, he felt a warm current flowing out of his nostrils.
When I reached out and touched it, my fingers were covered in bright red.
"Doctor Yu, you have a nosebleed."
"What's the problem?"
Yu Zhiming stood up straighter and looked at Qin Qiushi and Qin Jingmo, brother and sister, who came to him with concerned expressions.
"I was careless."
Yu Zhiming explained: "The studio is filled with countless lights and wires, and there's a dense concentration of radiation and electrical noise. You can't hear it, but it's unbearable for me."
When Yu Zhiming opened his mouth, Qin Qiushi held his left wrist and took his pulse.
Yu Zhiming wiped the blood from his nose as he finished explaining, and Qin Qiushi withdrew his hand.
"The pulse is bean-shaped, indicating shock."
The pulse Qin Qiushi felt was not serious, but he did not dare to be careless. After all, the man in front of him was a medical genius rarely seen in a century, and he could not afford to make any mistakes.
"Doctor Yu, let me take you to a quiet room and let my dad examine you again."
"Need not!"
Yu Zhiming, who had recovered somewhat from the sudden shock, waved his hand and continued, "It was just like a cannon going off right next to my ear. I was just startled. No need to mobilize a large force. I'll be fine after a night's rest."
Qin Jingmo couldn't hide his worry and said, "But your complexion looks good, and you have a nosebleed."
Yu Zhiming said: "Compared to the last time I lost my hearing due to the explosion, this time is much milder."
He forced a smile that reassured the Qin brothers and sisters, and said, "I know my own body very well."
"It's nothing serious, just a few hours of recovery."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming continued, "Tell Mr. Qin and Mr. Ye for me that the studio is too noisy and I can't stay here any longer. I have to go back and watch their live broadcast..."
The Qin siblings escorted Yu Zhiming out of the Binhai Satellite TV building. Seeing him comfortably get into the Phantom, they felt a little relieved and returned to the studio...
More than half an hour later, Yu Zhiming, who was sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed to rest and recover a little, opened his eyes and looked outside the car.
"Isn't this the way home?"
Sun Lin, who was driving, explained softly, "Doctor Yu, we are on our way to Huashan Hospital. I think it is necessary to do a detailed examination of your body."
Yu Zhiming said with an unhappy look on his face: "I've already told you that I know my body very well. You don't need to make decisions on your own."
"Go home instead!"
After a moment of silence, Sun Lin said, "Yes, Doctor Yu!"
Yu Zhiming stopped talking and closed his eyes again.
His mood at the moment was not very good.
This unexpected accident once again made Yu Zhiming realize that his body was as fragile as porcelain.
The smooth sailing during this period almost made him forget his own shortcomings.
Alas, nothing is perfect...
After 7:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming, whose complexion had recovered a lot, finally returned to his home in Junshan Mansion.
"Old Five, why are you back? Didn't you go to the live broadcast venue of the Three Halls Competition?"
Facing his eldest sister's questioning and his fourth sister's concerned gaze, Yu Zhiming said with a depressed expression, "I just came back from the live broadcast studio. It was too noisy in there, and I couldn't sit still."
Yu Chaoxia and Yu Xiangwan suddenly said "oh" and did not doubt this explanation.
Given Yu Zhiming's special circumstances, this is a very reasonable reason.
Yu Zhaoxia consoled him, "Then just watch the live broadcast at home. It's just as good as being there."
Yu Zhiming said, "I won't even watch the live broadcast. I'll just find out the results tomorrow morning."
He went on to explain, "On the way back, I learned that a patient's condition was quite serious. If we delay any further, it might be dangerous. I need to diagnose his condition as soon as possible."
"I'm going back to my room..."
Yu Zhiming returned to the soundproof bedroom upstairs and lay directly on the bed.
His head still felt very uncomfortable.
For him, the best way to recover is to sleep...
I don’t know how long it took, but in a daze, Yu Zhiming vaguely felt someone coming in front of him and touching his forehead with his hand. The feeling was very familiar, as if he was back in his childhood.
"I have a fever..."
Yu Zhiming drank some water in a trance, felt better, and fell into a deep sleep again...
It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and the lights in the Yu family's living room were still brightly lit, with many people gathered in the living room.
In addition to the eldest son and the fourth son of the Yu family, Qing Ning, Jiang Feng, Zhou Hao, Zhou Mo, Wang Shuisu, and Feng Sisi, they include Gu Changxuan, Gu Qingran, the traditional Chinese medicine masters Ye Lao, Bai Lao, and Liu Lao, Ye Peng and Liang Qian from Gancaotang, as well as Li Yao, Qu Chang, Zhou Luo, Duan Yi, and others from Huashan Hospital.
Although there were many people, they were very quiet. They all looked nervously at Old Qin and Qi Yue who were walking down from the second floor.
Dean Li Yao took two steps forward, looked at Elder Qin and Qi Yue, and asked in a low voice with a serious face, "Are you sure there is no problem?"
Qin Lao and Qi Yue looked at each other and said, "It's just a low-grade fever caused by fear. It's not a big deal."
Qi Yue saw Li Yao looking at him again and said, "Apart from a low-grade fever, the heart rate is stable, and there are no signs of cerebral hemorrhage."
He added, "I know Zhiming well. He's not someone who doesn't know what's going on. He's very concerned about his health. If he realized something was wrong, he wouldn't just go home."
Li Yao let out a long breath and said, "I can't afford to be cautious. Doctor Yu is too important and matters too much. It's no exaggeration to say that even a sneeze from him can make many people nervous for a long time, not to mention that he even had a nosebleed tonight."
Li Yao turned around and looked at everyone, saying, "We've confirmed that Doctor Yu is fine, so let's not disturb him."
"Let's all go back."
Li Yao turned around and looked at Qin Lao and Qi Yue again, "To prevent any accidents..."
Qi Yue took over and said, "I will stay."
Qin Lao also expressed his opinion: "I will stay too..."
A lot of people left, but quite a few stayed. In addition to Qi Yue and Old Qin who had important responsibilities, there were also Zhou Mo, Wang Shuisu, Feng Sisi, and Gu Qingran.
There were too many people and the Yu family couldn’t accommodate them all.
Zhou Mo took the initiative to speak: "My house can sleep three or five people if we squeeze in..."
(End of this chapter)
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