Chapter 219 I was scared
It was said that Yu Zhiming took the fourth sister and Gu Qingning shopping, but in fact, the two of them happily dragged Yu Zhiming into this store to look around, and then went to that store to look around.
Yu Zhiming's legs were so thin that he felt much more tired than after a busy day at work.
Fortunately, these two guys did not lose their composure and were quite considerate of Yu Zhiming's feelings.
They strolled around until 6:30 in the evening, then found a hot pot restaurant and had a leisurely dinner.
After dinner, the three of them didn’t continue to hang around, but went home directly with their bags.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, they returned to their residence and were greeted by a somewhat unexpected visitor.
It was the young woman Zhong Lin whom I met at Dai Kevin’s house, the one who fainted in the kitchen a few days ago.
Zhong Lin came with a lot of bags and also handed over a thick envelope. She started by saying that she was thanking him for saving her life.
"Zhong Lin, you're mistaken. We weren't the ones who called 110 that day."
Yu Zhiming looked sincere.
Zhong Lin smiled faintly and said, "Officer Jin told me today that I was defrauded of the 5,000 yuan."
"Officer Jin said that on that day, it was actually a friend who called him and told him that he heard a child crying at my house and felt that the situation was not good."
"Officer Jin immediately notified two colleagues who were on patrol nearby and asked them to come to my house to check."
"So, we didn't call 110 that day."
After a pause, Zhong Lin analyzed further, "As soon as that guy's wife fainted today, Officer Jin asked you to come over."
"It turns out that you, Doctor Yu, are Officer Jin's friend."
"Also, we live in the front and back buildings, so we can hear my child crying."
"Doctor Yu, are you going to admit it?"
Since the other party had said this, Yu Zhiming didn't want to insult his intelligence, so he just smiled in agreement.
After a pause, Yu Zhiming turned and asked, "Excuse me, your husband?"
Zhong Lin sighed softly and said, "He's a bridge engineer. He's building a bridge in another place and can't come back for many days a year."
"There are only my sister-in-law and I at home."
After chatting for a few more minutes, Zhong Lin said goodbye and left, saying that her child needed to be taken care of at home.
Zhong Lin expressed her gratitude in a thick envelope, but Yu Zhiming insisted on not accepting it. However, he accepted the thank-you gift she brought.
It's some specialties like cured duck, bacon, bamboo shoots, dried mushrooms, etc...
Time passed quickly and it was Monday, and it was time for Yu Zhiming to go to the emergency room to see patients.
Yu Zhiming is still in outpatient room No. 15.
He systematically asked each registered patient about their symptoms, examined their bodies, drew diagrams of the lesions they had discovered, and finally filled out treatment orders or referral forms...
However, near lunch time, Yu Zhiming was stumped by the last patient of the morning.
The patient was a 24-year-old woman with long flowing hair and beautiful looks.
She came to see the doctor accompanied by a close friend.
The long-haired woman described her symptoms as occasional chest pain, shortness of breath, and shortness of breath at night in the past two or three weeks, as if her heart was broken.
When Yu Zhiming heard this, he judged that it was most likely a heart problem.
But when he examined the woman's heart, he did not find any organic disease.
The long-haired woman's heart is very healthy.
Yu Zhiming gave the woman another full-body examination and did not find any physical problems worthy of concern.
This is a young woman in good health.
Yu Zhiming had no idea for a moment and had to ask the long-haired woman again for some basic information.
"Have you made any changes in your diet or lifestyle recently?"
The long-haired woman shook her head and said, "It's still the same as before. I go to get off work, come home, and then go back to my rental house to stay at home."
"My diet is still the same, but my appetite is not as good anymore. I don't eat as much as before."
Yu Zhiming asked again: "Do you have a boyfriend?"
The long-haired woman shook her head again and said, "I don't have a boyfriend yet."
A friend beside her interrupted with shining eyes, "Doctor Yu, do you have a girlfriend?"
"If not, we can get in touch more often."
Yu Zhiming criticized him righteously: "I'm working, don't interrupt and talk about irrelevant issues."
The woman's best friend stuck out her tongue and kept silent.
Yu Zhiming thought for a moment and then asked the long-haired woman, "How long have you lived in that rental house?"
"Have you changed jobs recently?"
The long-haired woman replied softly, "It's been more than two years. I moved in after graduation and haven't moved since."
“I’ve never changed jobs!”
No organic disease was found in the body, and no suspicious dietary and environmental issues were raised. Yu Zhiming didn't know what to do for a moment.
When the physical examination, which he was most proficient in and relied on, yielded no results this time, Yu Zhiming was a little at a loss.
Maybe there really is nothing wrong with the woman's body?
The chest pain, breathlessness, and shortness of breath she described as symptoms of a broken heart are an exaggeration?
Or a false description?
Or is it some kind of mental stress problem?
"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu..."
The long-haired woman looked at Yu Zhiming in silence, and couldn't help but feel worried. She asked, "Is my condition serious?"
"Doctor Yu, just tell me straight away. I can handle it. I really can handle it."
Seeing the long-haired woman's face full of deep worry, Yu Zhiming said bluntly, "Don't let your imagination run wild."
"To be honest with you, the reason I haven't given you a diagnosis yet is because I found that your heart is very healthy, and there are no problems with other organs in your body."
"I can't find any pathological explanation for your chest pain, shortness of breath, and shortness of breath."
"Maybe it's a mental stress issue?"
The long-haired woman asked doubtfully, "I don't feel how much mental pressure I'm under."
Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and felt that he should trust his own judgment and ability.
His detection skills have been proven by countless facts, and the probability of problems occurring is extremely small.
There is a high probability that the woman in front of you is in good health.
There is a high possibility that the physical symptoms she described were either a lie or caused by mental problems.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhiming said to the long-haired woman, "How about this, I'll arrange for you to have a consultation with a psychologist first."
"If the psychologist consultation shows that you don't have any mental stress problems, come back and see me."
"Then I'll arrange for my teacher, Doctor Qi Yue, to give you a diagnosis..."
After finishing this diagnosis which made Yu Zhiming feel a little frustrated, he and Qiao Lei went to the cafeteria to have lunch.
At 12:50 p.m., Yu Zhiming returned to the outpatient clinic to begin his afternoon work...
A little after two in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming was just about to perform a physical examination on the patient lying on the examination bed when he heard exclamations and discussions coming from outside the outpatient clinic.
He ignored it, his hand already on the patient's chest, when he noticed the light in front of him dimmed and another person came into the outpatient clinic.
Yu Zhiming heard the anxious voice of the young nurse.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? In your condition, you should go to the trauma unit downstairs."
When Yu Zhiming turned around and saw the person coming, his eyes fixed on him.
This was a man in his thirties or forties, about 1.67 meters tall and a bit fat.
The man stared straight at Yu Zhiming.
In addition to the guy's somewhat creepy look, what frightened Yu Zhiming even more was that there was a fruit knife more than ten centimeters long stuck in his left shoulder.
The flowing blood had soaked the left shoulder of his light-colored T-shirt, and the bloodstains extended to his left chest.
Qiao Lei also realized that something was wrong and took two steps forward to stand in front of Yu Zhiming.
"This is the internal medicine clinic."
"In your case, you need to go downstairs."
The stabbing man grinned and said, "I'm going to the 15th diagnosis room on the second floor to see a doctor named Yu Zhiming."
He took a step to the left and looked at Yu Zhiming, who was blocked by Qiao Lei. "That Doctor Yu, should be you?"
Yu Zhiming also took a step to the left, facing the man who stabbed him with the knife, and nodded, "It's me!"
"Did you come to see me specifically?"
"Who asked you to come?"
The man who stabbed the knife hissed in pain, then grinned and said, "My mother died from your treatment last week."
"I am a motherless child now."
Hearing what he said, Yu Zhiming immediately thought of what happened in the center last week.
A patient with advanced diabetes died due to organ failure and failed rescue efforts. Her family members were clamoring for an explanation.
They also made a subtle threat that there was a psychopath recuperating in the suburbs.
It should be the guy in front of me!
Is he using self-harm to highlight his psychopathic traits, to show his determination and make threats?
Or was the murder weapon brought in this way?
Yu Zhiming knew that there were several security guards and metal detectors at the entrance of the emergency room.
Even if an ordinary person wanted to go into the emergency room to cause trouble, they certainly wouldn't be able to hide a weapon on them.
Of course, situations like the man in front of us are definitely exceptions and are allowed.
A very smart psychopath?
When Yu Zhiming thought of this, he couldn't help but feel scared. He moved to the right and hid behind Qiao Lei.
The somewhat sinister voice of the man who stabbed him rang in his ears again, "I don't have a wife, I don't have children, and now I don't have a mother."
"I can say I have nothing. Oh, not nothing. I am still sick and mentally ill."
"Doctor Yu, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. I haven't lost my mind yet."
"I just came to see you while I was treating your wound. Really, just a look..."
At this time, Yu Zhiming heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.
The next moment, three or four security guards rushed into the outpatient department.
The man who stabbed the victim did not resist and was escorted out by security personnel.
After the man who stabbed him was taken away, Yu Zhiming's body went limp and he sat down on the chair.
Yu Zhiming knew that this was a naked threat from that group of people, but it had to be admitted that the threat was very effective.
He was indeed frightened.
Just then, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It was a call from Chi Yan, director of the psychiatry department.
Yu Zhiming answered the call, and Director Chi's voice rang out, "Doctor Yu, the patient you referred is very interesting. She has broken heart syndrome."
Director Chi further explained, "This broken heart syndrome is also called stress cardiomyopathy."
"It's usually caused by a person experiencing a major external event, which can lead to extreme sadness or anger. The body then secretes excessive amounts of catecholamines, causing abnormal heart contraction."
"This can lead to chest pain, shortness of breath, and other symptoms similar to a heart attack."
Director Chi chuckled again and said, "Doctor Xiao Yu, the most interesting thing is that this woman has a second personality."
"Her personality is particularly obsessed with a star."
"Some time ago, that celebrity announced her marriage, and that's why she got Broken Heart Syndrome."
Yu Zhiming let out a long "oh".
"Director Chi, thank you for letting me know."
"Hey, Director Chi, I was frightened for a moment. Would it be helpful to consult you?"
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