Chapter 1348 I suggest you accept this challenge
The next day, Thursday, Yu Zhiming arrived at the Zhizhen Building of Huashan Hospital ten minutes earlier than usual and met Ning Lan who was already waiting in the big office.
"Good morning, Dr. Yu!"
Yu Zhiming looked at Ning Lan who stood up to greet him. She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but she looked more nervous than yesterday. Even her voice was trembling when she greeted him.
"Follow me in!"
Yu Zhiming took Ning Lan into the soundproof office, and then they sat on the sofa in the reception area, acting as host and guest.
"Hold on, I need to check your hand!"
Ning Lan was stunned for a moment before she understood and quickly stretched out her right hand.
"Both hands!" Yu Zhiming said it more clearly.
Ning Lan nervously stretched out her left hand.
Yu Zhiming examined Ning Lan's hands. The proportions and shape of her hands were good, but they were a little thin.
He put on medical gloves, held Ning Lan's hands and began to massage them.
Yu Zhiming found that Ning Lan's hand muscle fibers were thicker than those of ordinary girls, and her hand bones were denser, which showed that she had done a lot of light physical work in the past.
This made Yu Zhiming somewhat satisfied.
With Ning Lan's strength in her hands, if she works harder to train, she should be able to perform tasks such as abdominal exploration and bone massage.
Yu Zhiming also noticed that Ning Lan's hands had some old cuts.
He let go of Ning Lan's hand and asked, "How did you get those old cuts on your hands?"
Ning Lan withdrew her hands and explained in a low voice, "Our handmade bamboo weaving is quite famous. These cuts were caused by learning bamboo weaving during the years when my eyesight was not good."
She added, "Later, as I became more skilled, I didn't get hurt that often. Doctor Yu, I can weave beautiful katydid cages, small flower baskets, and pen holders with my eyes closed."
"Everything I say is true and can be compiled on the spot."
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "I believe you have this ability."
After a pause, he asked again, "Your ability to sense appearances through your hands, is it innate?"
Ning Lan hesitated and said, "I don't know if it's congenital. During the years when I was blind, I used my hands to feel for things. I felt as if I saw the things I touched, and I could form images in my mind."
She added, "But the image of touching someone's face was a little blurry at first. It only became clearer later."
"Of course, the time of touching needs to be longer."
Yu Zhiming said "oh" and asked, "How do you feel about your learning ability?"
Ning Lan bit her lip and said, "It's just okay. I learned painting before the accident."
"After my eyes recovered, I picked up painting again and studied for four years. I took the college entrance examination as an art student, but my grades were terrible. For a junior college like mine, anyone with a decent score in the college entrance examination could enroll. I was thinking of getting a diploma first and then upgrading to a bachelor's degree."
Ning Lan hummed twice, then whispered, "I realized I overestimated myself. I haven't been able to concentrate on my studies this past year at university."
"Doctor Yu, I must tell you that I am probably a little stupid and my learning ability is not very good."
Looking at Ning Lan who lowered her head, Yu Zhiming said softly, "Although we have requirements for learning ability here, what we value most is hands-on practical ability."
Ning Lan quickly raised her head and said, "Doctor Yu, I'm confident in my ability to do it. There's absolutely no problem."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "It's just that you need qualifications to work in the medical field. At the very least, you have to be a nurse."
“So, learning is a must.”
Yu Zhiming looked at Ning Lan, whose expression was frozen, and said, "I will arrange for you to attend nursing school, and you won't have to pay for the tuition. You don't have to take the general courses offered by the nursing school, but there is one subject that you must master."
He emphasized: "It takes great proficiency."
"What knowledge?" Ning Lan asked.
Yu Zhiming said slowly, "The physiological structure of the human body is what many people understand as anatomy."
Ning Lan's eyes widened immediately, and she asked timidly, "Do I need to deal with corpses every day?"
Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "If you want to learn this knowledge well, you must interact with the cadaver teacher frequently."
"Anatomy teacher?" Ning Lan asked in confusion.
Yu Zhiming explained: "'Da Cadaver Teacher' is our respectful name for corpses that can teach us medical knowledge."
He continued, "You have a thorough understanding of the human body. Combined with the sensitivity of your hands, you should be able to perform tasks such as bone massage and adjusting the fetal position of pregnant women."
"If we go further and explore the injuries, it's possible."
Yu Zhiming stood up and said seriously, "Ninglan, I must tell you that this is not an easy road, nor is it a shortcut to life. It requires a lot of hard work and dedication."
"Another possibility is that even if you work hard and make sacrifices, you still don't meet my expectations, and the most precious three to five years of your life will be wasted."
Seeing Ning Lan about to speak, Yu Zhiming waved his hand to stop her and continued, "This is not a small decision. Think about it carefully and go home to discuss it with your family."
"If you are willing to accept this challenge..."
Yu Zhiming pointed at Zhou Mo beside him and said, "This is my assistant Zhou Mo. Just contact her before the end of this month..."
Ning Lan followed Zhou Mo out of the soundproof office and couldn't help asking, "Sister Zhou Mo, I have some questions..."
Zhou Mo interrupted, "Ning Lan, let's add each other. You can send your questions to my phone and I'll get back to you when it's convenient."
She then persuaded him, "I have a suggestion for you: accept this challenge. Even if you fail to meet Dr. Yu's expectations in the future, Dr. Yu will not abandon you and will arrange for you to work in a good medical institution or company."
"The premise is that you really work hard and make sacrifices."
Zhou Mo warned, "This is extremely important. Doctor Yu is a hardworking person himself and cannot bear to see others wasting time and studying perfunctorily."
Ning Lan nodded vigorously and said, "Sister Zhou Mo, thank you for your advice. I'll remember it..."
At nine o'clock in the morning, a skinny teenager, a middle-aged man, and several doctors in white coats appeared on the big screen in Yu Zhiming's soundproof office.
The skinny boy was Jian Che, who had previously suffered a throat injury and had his throat repaired by Dr. Adenauer.
Jian Che recovered in Huashan Hospital for a week and was then transferred back to his home hospital for rehabilitation.
Because his throat surgery was quite serious, it took him nearly four weeks to recover, and he only spoke for the first time today.
Yu Zhiming personally confirmed Jian Che's voice recovery through a remote video conference.
"Hello, Dr. Yu!"
"Doctor Yu, hello!"
"Good morning, everyone!"
Yu Zhiming responded to everyone on the screen with one sentence, and then said, "Let's get started."
After he said this, everyone, including Yu Zhiming, turned their attention to the young man Jian Che.
Jian Che was visibly nervous. Not only did he clench his fists, but sweat also broke out on his forehead.
He was both looking forward to and afraid of today.
Because he was worried about affecting his recovery, he strictly followed the doctor's advice and never spoke without permission.
Today was the first time he spoke after the operation.
Jian Che moved his throat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly opened his mouth...
“…”
There was air flowing out of Jian Che's mouth, but no sound was made.
Jian Che knew that he was too scared and too cautious. Seeing his father looking at him worriedly, he quickly increased the force of his exhalation.
The force was too strong, and there was a sharp pain in the throat, and at the same time, there was a "ah" sound...
This voice sounded so strange to Jian Che, like an outsider whispering in his ear, and it was a bit rough and not pleasant at all.
Jian Che looked at the handsome young man in a white coat on the big screen, and his vision suddenly became blurred.
This sound is okay, he listens to it himself...
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