Time flies and another night has passed.
Yu Zhiming woke up at six in the morning due to his biological clock. As soon as he got out of bed, his cell phone rang.
It's Ding Ye calling...
"Teacher, did I wake you up?"
"If you have something to say, just say it and don't talk nonsense!" Yu Zhiming urged.
Ding Ye on the other end of the line chuckled before saying, "Teacher, I've agreed with that German guy that we can select four artifacts from the treasures he left behind. I'll contact the museum's artifact experts tomorrow to select the artifacts."
"Next week, I will accompany that German back to his country to receive treatment from you, Teacher."
"Are you coming back too?" Yu Zhiming interrupted and asked.
Ding Ye hummed, "I miss home, I miss you, Teacher, and the delicious food in Binhai. I also want to send the cultural relics back to you. And that German guy said he will cover the round-trip air tickets."
Yu Zhiming uttered an "oh" and suddenly thought of something, reminding him, "Since you're bringing cultural relics back with you, contact the customs and local authorities first to avoid getting into trouble due to paperwork."
Ding Ye groaned and continued, "This cultural relic is the legal private property of that German. There won't be any problems with the formalities."
The next moment, she flattered him again, "Hey, teacher, your performance at the charity gala was brilliant, on par with those big-name stars."
Yu Zhiming said with a hint of pride, "It's nothing, I just performed well on the spot. I have a lot of experience in on-site rescue, and performing on the spot is my strong point."
"Hey, anything else?"
"That's all, teacher. See you next week..."
Yu Zhiming finished his call with Ding Ye and walked out of the soundproof bedroom, only to see Qingning still sleeping soundly on the big bed.
Without disturbing her, Yu Zhiming went to the bathroom to solve the problem, washed up, and then went downstairs to exercise...
It was not until breakfast time that Qing Ning, in her pajamas, yawned and sat down at the dining table.
"The charity gala is over, the excitement has passed, and all the hard work and fatigue from before seemed to burst out all at once."
To prove that what she said was true, Qing Ning yawned again.
Yu Zhiming reached out and touched her forehead. Seeing that her temperature was normal, he said, "You feel tired. Just rest at home today."
Qing Ning nodded and said "hmm".
Zhou Mo also said: "I also feel a little lazy and need a good rest."
"Hey, there's something I need to mention. A buyer has taken a liking to the house and has made an offer."
Yu Zhiming persuaded him, "Are you really determined to sell? Your clothing business is a huge hit, and your family isn't short of money now."
Zhou Mo said with regret: "After all, someone died, and my mother and I are a little upset. I have to move to Ning'an Lake for work next year, so we might as well sell it while the market is still good."
She looked at Qing Ning again and asked, "When exactly will the houses over at Ning'an Lake go on sale?"
Qing Ning said: "It will probably be in the second half of the year."
"It is mainly for the medical staff of Huashan Second Hospital and Ning'an Hospital, and is not for sale to the public."
Zeng Yan quickly drank a sip of milk, swallowed the food in her mouth, and asked, "Aunt-in-law, with our relationship, I should be able to buy a set through the back door, right?"
Qing Ning nodded and said with a smile, "Of course there's no problem. But are you sure you want to buy it? You live in school during the week, and you can stay with us during holidays."
“There’s no need to buy a house and leave it empty.”
Qing Ning advised, "As far as the coastal market is concerned, house prices should gradually decline over the next ten years."
Zeng Yan said, "My mother has already sold three houses in Guangzhou and Shenzhen. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have flown to Binhai to buy me a house some time ago."
"If we buy a house together and live in the same neighborhood as my uncle, my mother will definitely feel at ease."
Qing Ning nodded, then looked at Yu Zhiming and said, "My brother said that the house we live in will be specially designed, and sound insulation will be taken into consideration from the beginning of construction."
"I will make sure you live in the quietest house."
Yu Zhiming smiled and reminded, "My bedroom and study just need to be soundproofed."
"For the other rooms, normal soundproofing is enough. If it's too quiet, you won't be able to adapt to it, and it will affect your rest quality."
Qing Ning's eyes curved as she said, "The designer will definitely take this into consideration..."
After breakfast, Yu Zhiming left home and took a Phantom to the Binhai Armed Police General Hospital.
On the way, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but think about the use of the charity funds raised.
These four or five billion may seem like a lot, but they can only save more than two thousand advanced cancer patients.
This is just a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of new cancer patients in our country every year.
Although life is priceless and everyone is equal, Yu Zhiming, as a doctor, knows that human life can be priced, especially in a place like a hospital.
Some people give up treatment for tens of thousands of dollars, while others can spend millions or even tens of millions just to live a few more months.
Yu Zhiming has limited charity treatment quotas, so he needs to categorize applicants into different levels and select the patients with the highest relative value for treatment.
Last night, I had a discussion with my father-in-law and brother-in-law about the selection criteria.
His father-in-law warned him that this standard should only be memorized in his heart, not made into a set of rules, and certainly not spread out. He should just do it quietly.
Yu Zhiming also understood that once this standard was spread, it would definitely be attacked by everyone.
Everyone is equal in the face of life and death. Why do you have the right to pick and choose and decide who lives and who dies?
Gu Qingran smiled and told Yu Zhiming that after a heated debate, given the limited number of treatments available, the method that the vast majority of Chinese people ultimately agreed upon must be one that would last forever...
Draw lots.
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that Chinese people believed that leaving everything to fate and luck was the most fair and just thing, and that no one should be cheated...
Last night, Yu Zhiming also questioned the cancer patients who went to the Crowne Plaza Hotel and blocked the entrance that day.
His father-in-law told him that those people were from a suburban hospital and had come here at the instigation of one of them. They had all been persuaded to go back, so he didn't need to take it to heart...
At 8:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming rushed to the Armed Police General Hospital. He first examined the cancer patients to confirm that they all had opportunities for surgery, and then went to the lounge to wait for the first operation to begin.
After waiting for more than twenty minutes, Yu Zhiming was suddenly called outside by the deputy director of the Armed Police General Hospital, who said there was something important.
He followed the vice president to the lobby on the first floor and was surprised to find that Yu's father, mother, eldest sister, brother-in-law and other family members had all come, as well as Qing Ning, Zhou Mo, Zeng Yan and Qi Xin.
Yu Zhiming also saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Gu Qingran, Dean Li Yao, Teacher Qi Yue, Doctor Wang Wu and Shui Su, Mr. Ye from Gancaotang and others.
Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi and others were also there.
Yu Zhiming saw that all his close family members and friends were there, all looking at him with smiles. He also saw several military officers and noticed that there were several rows of soldiers with strict military discipline standing in the open space outside the building.
"Is this a military honor award?"
Qing Ning came to Yu Zhiming's side and said with a smile, "You guessed it right. You will be awarded the first-class merit soon. We are here together to witness your glorious moment."
Yu Zhiming smiled softly and said, "Well, there's no need to mobilize so many troops, right?"
A general laughed heartily and said, "Doctor Yu, there aren't many first-class merits awarded nationwide each year. In the military, awarding first-class merit requires a grand ceremony."
"Today's First-Class Merit Award Ceremony couldn't be any simpler..."
(End of this chapter)
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