The next morning, when Yu Zhiming came out of the bedroom, he saw Zhou Mo lying on the sofa bed with his legs spread out, snoring loudly.
She doesn't look like a lady at all, and is far inferior to his daughter Qing Ning, but she is comparable to the fourth sister.
A girl's sleeping posture is so bold, it seems like she doesn't consider herself an outsider at all.
Yu Zhiming shook his head in disgust and went to the bathroom to wash up.
More than ten minutes later, when Yu Zhiming came out of the bathroom, Zhou Mo and Fourth Sister also got up and were making their beds.
"Doctor Yu, I spoke to Qing Ning on the phone last night. She said she'd be back today."
Yu Zhiming uttered an "oh" and then came to his senses. He asked, "Didn't you say you'd be back on Saturdays and Sundays?"
"Why is it suddenly early?"
Yu Xiangwan smiled and replied, "She said she missed you, and also said her mother's mood is stable and she doesn't need her company anymore."
Yu Zhiming said "oh" again.
Yu Xiangwan continued, "Qing Ning also said that we should use the same set of bedding that she's using now for the bed, saying that she wanted her scent to accompany you during your lunch break."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyes, but didn't object.
He changed the subject and said, "Sis, Qing Ning is back today. Is there any change to your party tonight?"
Tonight, Yu Zhiming will examine the injuries of the injured person recommended by Gu Qingran.
The injuries also need to be marked and drawn one by one to facilitate Dr. Cai and Dr. Weng in making surgical plans.
This is a lot of work and cannot be completed in two or three hours.
Therefore, Yu Zhiming had to be absent from the Yu family's regular gathering tonight.
Since Qing Ning was not at home, Yu Xiangwan and the others decided to just have a simple dinner and then go to KTV to sing some songs.
Yu Xiangwan chuckled and said, "Let's go to the Furong Women's Club instead. After dinner, I'll relax and take care of my body."
"It's the end of the year, I should treat myself..."
Today is the hospital’s welfare checkup day. Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo arrived at the hospital early and got down to work.
A little after eleven thirty in the morning, Yu Zhiming received a call from Dr. Chi Yan, director of the psychiatry department.
As soon as the call was connected, Yu Zhiming heard Dr. Chi's angry voice.
"Doctor Yu, there's a bad apple among our psychiatrists. That patient, Ms. Pan Yao, has been scammed."
"Being tricked?"
Yu Zhiming repeated it and asked with concern, "Director Chi, what exactly happened?"
Dr. Chi said angrily on the phone, "Ms. Pan provided what she said were imported special medicines for treating depression, but three of them were ineffective and were placebos made from starch."
"Only one has some effect, and it's mixed with a small amount of the antidepressant fluoxetine."
After a pause, Dr. Chi continued, "My diagnosis of Ms. Pan indicates that she is mentally normal and no longer requires medication, let alone weekly counseling."
"The psychiatrist who treated her lost the professional ethics and bottom line that a doctor should have."
"I have assisted Ms. Pan in making the report."
Yu Zhiming really didn't expect that a black-hearted psychologist would be implicated in Pan Yao.
Is this an unexpected gain?
However, Yu Zhiming was more concerned about something else.
"Doctor Chi, does fluoxetine have any side effects on color vision?"
Dr. Chi replied over the phone, "Fluoxetine does have adverse effects on vision in some people, such as blurred vision or decreased color recognition."
"If Ms. Pan's color recognition ability is impaired due to fluoxetine, then if she stops taking the drug for half a month or a month, her ability in this area should recover..."
Just after noon, Yu Zhiming received another call from cardiac transplant expert Xiong Jing.
The other party told Yu Zhiming that he had come up with a new prescription.
Yu Zhiming said that he would rush to the cardiac surgery department immediately after completing today's welfare physical examination at around 6 pm.
After finishing the call with Dr. Xiong Jing, Yu Zhiming finished examining the last patient for the morning's physical examination.
After a quick tidy up, Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo left the examination room and prepared to have lunch.
Just as the two men approached the large office, Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped.
He smiled softly to Zhou Mo beside him and said, "You will receive flowers again later."
Zhou Mo understood instantly.
She hesitated for a moment, then walked into the large office with a fearless expression.
“Surprise!”
"Momo, do you like it?"
Zhou Mo looked at Qi Zhen who jumped out from behind the door and the large bunch of blue roses in his hand, and forced a smile on his face.
“I like it, thank you!”
Zhou Mo took a breath and said slowly: "It's just that it's a bit of a waste to give these flowers to me."
"Qi Zhen, what I said to you before was not a test or a lie, nor was it a pretense of modesty. I really only have brotherly and sisterly feelings for you, not anything like that."
Qi Zhen's expression froze, then he smiled again and said, "Momo, I know that the arrangements made by the elders without telling you have made you feel resentful."
"But you won't deny that you were happy when we were together before, right?"
As he was speaking, he saw Zhou Mo taking off his white coat and putting on a going-out jacket.
Suddenly, Qi Zhen realized that, except for the coat, Zhou Mo's clothes were no longer the same as he wore last night.
He already knew that Zhou Mo had not returned home all night.
Qi Zhen glanced at Yu Zhiming who was changing and packing up, then turned his gaze to Zhou Mo again.
He placed the flowers on Zhou Mo's desk and asked tentatively, "Momo, your clothes look really nice. Did you go home and change into them this morning?"
Zhou Mozhuang replied casually, "No, I often stay at Dr. Yu's house, and I have a change of clothes there."
These words made Yu Zhiming stunned.
The clothes Zhou Mo was wearing were the ones she changed into when she returned to the central building. She always had two or three sets of clothes in her locker.
Yu Zhiming's house only had one set of pajamas for her.
That was Qingning's new pajamas. After Zhou Mo wore it once, it became her exclusive pajamas.
Yu Zhiming was not foolish enough to expose Zhou Mo's lies. He strode towards the door fully prepared.
"Zhou Mo, I'm going to have lunch. I don't need you to accompany me."
"How can this be possible? What if something unexpected happens?"
Zhou Mo caught up with Yu Zhiming and said to Qi Zhen, "We only have less than an hour for lunch and rest at noon."
Seeing Qi Zhen following him, Zhou Mo said, "Qi Zhen, you go back first."
"How about this..."
Zhou Mo pondered and said, "Doctor Yu's patient tonight is a man and does not require my assistance."
"Tonight at eight o'clock, let's have dinner together. I'll treat you to a welcome dinner."
Qi Zhen, who was following Zhou Mo in quick steps, said with a smile on his face, "How can I let you treat me? I'll do it instead.
He then asked, "After I book the restaurant, should I come to the hospital or pick you up at your house?"
Zhou Mo kept walking and said, "No need to pick me up, just tell me the location and I'll go directly there."
"You go back first."
At this time, the three of them had already left the central building.
Qi Zhen slowed down his pace and looked at the backs of Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo who were walking like the wind and getting farther and farther away. His face became gloomy.
It's time for Zhou Mo to leave the hospital...
Perhaps thanks to the short nap on the lathe at noon, Yu Zhiming, who was full of energy, improved his work efficiency a lot in the afternoon.
This allowed him to complete the day's physical examinations at 5:40 pm.
Without taking a rest, Yu Zhiming rushed to the office of Dr. Xiong in the Department of Cardiac Surgery.
Yu Zhiming knocked on the door and entered, and saw Dr. Xiong Jing, whose eyes were bloodshot, with two big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked haggard, as if he had aged a year or two.
"Doctor Xiong, you haven't slept for the past two days, have you?"
"I can't sleep."
Xiong gave a bitter smile and slowly tidied up the twenty or thirty pills and capsules of different sizes, shapes and colors that were placed on the medical metal tray on his desk.
"Doctor Yu, they say that Chinese medicine prescriptions require spirituality, while Western medicine only needs to be taken according to the instructions."
Xiong Jing said slowly: "In fact, prescribing Western medicine also requires spirituality."
"We all know this Western medicine..."
Xiong actually picked up a pill and said, "There are all kinds of side effects and contraindications."
"Some medicines cannot be mixed, but some can offset each other's side effects. When they complement each other, the sum of their parts is greater than their combined effect."
"Even if it's the same drug, produced by different pharmaceutical companies, there will be slight differences in its specific efficacy and side effects."
"Also, every patient's physical condition is very different. When prescribing medication, we need to consider many factors, such as age, weight, underlying diseases, physical strength and weakness, drug tolerance, allergies, etc."
Yu Zhiming knew that what Dr. Xiong said was true.
For an internist, in addition to accurately diagnosing the disease, another important skill is prescribing medicine.
For the same person with the same disease, some medical experts can achieve immediate results with the first dose of medicine and cure the disease within three doses.
But some doctors prescribe medicines that patients don’t see much improvement after taking for a week.
The difference lies in the in-depth understanding of the medicinal properties and side effects of each drug, as well as the precise grasp of the patient's condition and physical condition.
To be honest, Yu Zhiming's ability in this area is quite poor.
For many diseases, he basically still remains at the level of reading from books and prescribing prescriptions according to the prescriptions of his predecessors.
Yu Zhiming still has too little clinical experience.
Xiong Jing sighed again and said, "For heart transplant patients, we also need to consider the long-term effects of the drugs."
"Some medications require long-term use for years, even decades."
"The difference in side effects between half a pill and three-quarters of a pill, accumulated over years, can be enough to save or extend a patient's life by several months."
While he was talking, Xiong had already packed up the pills.
"Doctor Yu, let's go to the ward..."
The heart transplant patient is still in the ICU ward and is awake this time.
He also greeted Yu Zhiming weakly.
After Dr. Xiong's two assistants gave the patient a small dose of medicine, Yu Zhiming stepped forward again to check the patient's heart function.
Nearly twenty minutes later, Yu Zhiming met Dr. Xiong's expectant gaze and gently shook his head...
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