Chapter 293 I'm busy now
Saturday is also the welfare physical examination day at Huashan Hospital.
Yu Zhiming arrived at the central building early in the morning and worked like a workhorse until noon.
After he finished the lunch Zhou Mo brought, he rushed to the Department of Neurology with Teacher Qi Yue who had come specially.
When Yu Zhiming followed Teacher Qi into a single ward, he saw Dr. Zhang Zhengping, the famous director of the Department of Neurology, playing chess with an old man who looked thinner than Dr. Zhang and had a more extensive bald spot.
"Get on the horse!"
"Chief!"
"Sideways!"
"Pad the car!"
The two men played fast chess. As soon as the sound was made, the chess pieces in their hands were also placed in place, leaving little time for thinking.
For Yu Zhiming, he only has a basic understanding of chess, which is at the level of an elementary school student. He has no time to study it.
Now seeing these two people fighting back and forth with great momentum, neither of them giving in, Yu Zhiming felt that it was like a battle between two masters.
"Teacher, how is your level?" Yu Zhiming asked softly.
Qi Yue twitched the corner of his mouth and said somewhat insincerely: "Not bad, a master in the community square."
Yu Zhiming uttered a soft "oh", knowing that the two's chess skills were not up to Teacher Qi's standards.
In other words, the chess skills of these two people are not up to par.
However, for an Alzheimer's patient, being able to play chess is quite impressive.
What's more, he can dominate the community competition, which can be described as amazing and eye-catching.
Of course, this is based on the assumption that he really has Alzheimer's disease.
Director Zhang and the old man seemed not to notice Yu Zhiming and Qi Yue coming in. They continued playing chess on their own and soon entered the fierce middle game stage.
Yu Zhiming stood quietly by, carefully observing the old man's facial expressions and body movements.
He found that the man had a clear gaze and his body reactions were quite quick, with no signs of slacking off.
No matter how you look at it, he is an energetic old man, without any symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.
After a minute or two, the battle between Director Zhang and the old man ended in a draw.
Director Zhang stood up and pointed at Yu Zhiming, introducing him, "Mr. Ji, this is Dr. Yu Zhiming, our hospital's medical genius, proficient in the art of physical examination."
Mr. Ji said enthusiastically, "Hello, Doctor Yu. I've heard of you a long time ago."
"It's true that heroes emerge from youth."
Speaking of this, Mr. Ji couldn't help but reveal a look of pain.
He raised his hand and rubbed his temple, explaining, "For the past couple of years, I've had these random headaches, like needles pricking me, and they're getting more and more frequent."
"Only intellectual entertainment like playing chess can temporarily relieve me from the pain."
Mr. Ji said with anticipation, "I hope that Dr. Yu can find out the cause of my headache."
Yu Zhiming replied cautiously, "Mr. Ji, I can only say that I will do my best."
Then, Mr. Ji lay flat on the hospital bed as requested and let Yu Zhiming perform a physical examination.
Yu Zhiming first examined him physically and found that he had some common problems among the elderly, such as cardiovascular problems, prostate problems, and weak gastrointestinal function.
In addition, he also found that the old man had kidney stones, but the stones were relatively small and had not caused obvious symptoms.
However, the problems discovered by Yu Zhiming had nothing to do with the old man's headache and Alzheimer's disease.
Next, Yu Zhiming placed his hands on the old man's head to check his brain condition...
After a careful investigation, he found that the image was indeed not deceptive.
The old man's brain did show quite obvious signs of atrophy, and some other detailed features were also highly consistent with the characteristics of Alzheimer's disease.
According to the brain condition of the old man that Yu Zhiming examined, he should be in the middle to late stages of Alzheimer's disease.
Not to mention playing chess, it is quite amazing that he can remember all the relatives around him.
This is seriously inconsistent with objective facts and the cognitive laws formed by Yu Zhiming.
Not only did this make him feel uncomfortable, it also aroused a strong desire for knowledge and a desire to win, and he was eager to find out.
What kind of abnormal situation caused this abnormality that goes against common sense?
However, the environment in this ward is too noisy.
This made Yu Zhiming feel helpless.
He withdrew his hand and faced the expectant gazes of Teacher Qi, Director Zhang, and Mr. Ji, and said frankly, "It's too noisy here, with too many distractions, to investigate further and in greater detail."
"The only thing we found that was of some value was that Mr. Ji's cerebral blood flow rate was significantly higher than that of his peers."
Yu Zhiming specifically explained to Mr. Ji: "This will allow your brain cells to get more oxygen and nutrients, and gain greater vitality."
Mr. Ji asked excitedly, "Is this the reason why I haven't had an episode of Alzheimer's?"
Director Zhang shook his head and said, "The increased oxygen and nutrient supply alone is not enough to offset the shrinkage of your brain."
"There must be another reason."
"Somewhere quieter?"
Director Zhang muttered to himself, then looked at Qi Yue and asked indifferently, "Director Qi, do you have any suggestions?"
Qi Yue pondered and said, "I know what Zhiming wants is an absolutely quiet place."
"In our hospital, there really isn't..."
Qi Yue suddenly stopped and said, "Zhi Ming, your private office has been under renovation for over a month."
"The foundation work, such as concrete, should have been completed."
"It should be okay to use that area temporarily for a physical examination, right?"
Yu Zhiming agreed: "You can go over and give it a try."
Qi Yue made the final decision and said, "Then let's set it at 7 o'clock in the evening and go there together."
"During the day, there is still construction there..."
After leaving the Department of Neurology, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, did you and Director Zhang have any unpleasant experiences?"
Qi Yue raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "That guy is just a petty person."
"When I left neurology and founded the research center, he was always envious and resentful of me."
Yu Zhiming knew he had asked a stupid question.
I actually forgot this. The teacher also graduated from the Department of Neurology.
There is also competition within the hospital...
Yu Zhiming returned to the center's small building and continued his afternoon physical examination.
After examining only a few people, he found a patient with a special condition.
This was a 43-year-old man. When he noticed Yu Zhiming's suspicious look, he realized that his situation had been discovered.
His face turned red as he rubbed it.
"I'm usually under a lot of pressure, and I've developed this habit without realizing it. I promise I'll change it and won't continue."
He pleaded, "Doctor Yu, please don't tell anyone else, okay?"
Yu Zhiming found more than a dozen coins in the man's stomach.
Such a large number of coins is enough to prove that they were not swallowed accidentally.
This guy has pica.
Yu Zhiming nodded slowly and said, "I will keep it a secret for you, but you have to promise me to get psychological counseling?"
The man replied anxiously: "Doctor Yu, I will go for psychological counseling after I leave here..."
The subsequent physical examination was carried out step by step and lasted until nearly six o'clock in the evening.
After having dinner in the hospital cafeteria, Yu Zhiming returned to his large office and rested his eyes for more than half an hour.
Afterwards, he left the central building with the returning teacher Qi Yue.
Nearly two months later, Yu Zhiming once again came to the seven-story old building located behind the hospital, which still looked old.
In front of the building, he met Director Zhang and Mr. Ji who had arrived earlier.
This time, several people walked into the building and took the elevator directly to the third underground floor.
When I got out of the elevator, the first smell that hit me was the smell of cement concrete. There was no more moldy smell or formaldehyde smell.
With the help of incandescent light, Yu Zhiming could see that the floor and walls of this underground space had been re-treated.
The originally large empty space has been divided into several parts of different sizes.
Yu Zhiming felt the quietness here and nodded gently. "Although it's much worse than the underground bunker, it's much better than the ward."
“You can give it a try!”
Qi Yue introduced: "During the later renovation, we will also do special sound insulation treatment. By then, the quietness will be at least one or two times higher than it is now."
Yu Zhiming walked around several cubicles, chose the second to last cubicle, and brought Mr. Ji in.
He found a relatively clean small wooden board and asked Mr. Ji to sit cross-legged on it and relax as much as possible.
"Is it like sitting in meditation?" Mr. Ji asked.
Yu Zhiming said perfunctorily: "You can understand it that way!"
At this time, one incandescent lamp after another in the outer compartment began to go out one after another.
Director Zhang's puzzled voice sounded, "Director Qi, why did you turn off the lights?"
"This incandescent lamp also makes noise. Just because we can't hear it doesn't mean Zhiming can't hear it."
Qi Yue's voice jokingly rang out, "Director Zhang, you're not afraid of the dark, are you?"
Along with the sound, the incandescent light in the compartment where Yu Zhiming was was also turned off.
The entire third underground floor was plunged into pitch-black darkness.
Yu Zhiming adjusted his physical and mental state, as well as his breathing and heartbeat, and put his hand on Mr. Ji's head.
"Relax, don't breathe too fast..."
Yu Zhiming reminded Mr. Ji again, and tried hard to clear his mind of all distractions, concentrating on probing for subtle abnormalities in Mr. Ji's brain...
Yu Zhiming was immersed in his work and didn't notice the passage of time. A vivid and detailed three-dimensional perspective of the brain had already appeared in his mind.
The blood vessels in the brain are clearly visible, and even blood is flowing inside.
However, Yu Zhiming did not show any joy in his heart.
He also found obvious anomalies...
Before he knew it, Yu Zhiming was sweating profusely. Such a full-scale investigation was extremely exhausting both physically and mentally.
There was a faint pain in my head.
Yu Zhiming knew that he was reaching his limit and needed to end it first.
Just then, he suddenly heard a strange sound.
The sound was very slight, like a small bubble bursting in a calm lake.
But the sound was too soft, and Yu Zhiming was not sure whether it was an auditory hallucination or noise coming from somewhere else.
He gritted his teeth and prepared to hold on a little longer.
After all, we finally found a clue.
Suddenly, the erhu music "Smiling Proudly in the World" suddenly sounded.
In such a silent basement, the sound was as terrifying as thunder in dry land.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"ah!"
"ah!"
Frightened Yu Zhiming was the first to shout.
The other three shouts were made by Mr. Ji, Director Zhang, and Qi Yue almost at the same time.
The next moment, the basement was lit again.
Yu Zhiming adjusted to the light, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and found that the call was from an unfamiliar number.
"Is there still signal on the third basement floor?"
Yu Zhiming was puzzled and answered the call angrily, asking, "Who? What's going on?"
"Hello, Doctor Yu! I'm Ye Huazhang..."
Ye Huazhang?
Yu Zhiming had no impression and replied in a bad tone: "No matter who you are, is it a matter of life and death?"
"If not, just hang up. I'm busy now."
Yu Zhiming waited for two seconds, but the other party did not respond, so he hung up the call.
Then, he said to Qi Yue and Director Zhang who had come closer, "I have a small, uncertain discovery..."
PS.
The cough has eased a bit, I have a runny nose, and my temperature has basically returned to normal. The biggest problem is that my appetite is still not very good, and my appetite is like chewing wax.
I can only try to force myself to eat more.
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(End of this chapter)
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