Although a small incident occurred, it did not affect Yu Zhiming's work and mood.
After all, he has experienced many ups and downs in his life, and he has worked for many years and encountered even more bizarre patients. Mentally, he is still strong.
They worked until after noon, when Gu Changyan came over to say that lunch was ready, and Yu Zhiming finished his morning work.
A total of seventeen people were examined physically.
Because most of the patients are in their sixties and seventies, the problems found are mostly due to aging of body functions, three highs, or functional degeneration or damage of internal organs and tissues caused by chronic underlying diseases.
Lunch was arranged in a large private room with elegant decoration on the second floor of the dome building.
In addition to Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning, and Zhou Mo, there were also Yu Xiangwan and Zhang Bai, who arrived at around 11 o'clock in the morning.
Gu Changyan was accompanied by Dr. Zhang, Dr. Chen, Dr. Tang, and one of his assistants.
Lunch is a whole lamb feast.
There are dishes such as grilled lamb chops, hand-pulled lamb, braised lamb trotters, cumin lamb, and braised lamb tongue.
The soup is milky white whole lamb soup.
The staple food is sesame cake.
Yu Zhiming first drank a few mouthfuls of mutton soup to make his stomach feel more comfortable, and then he started eating.
Because he was in a hurry to work, he really didn't have time to take it out and eat while chatting.
Under Yu Zhiming's strong demonstration and drive, everyone at the table basically ate without saying a word.
As the host, Gu Changyan couldn't just eat without saying anything.
He followed the dining atmosphere of the private room, ate half his fill, and then opened his mouth softly.
"We have a fairly comprehensive range of leisure and entertainment facilities here, including a heated swimming pool, a spa with professional masseuses, a beauty salon, a gym, a game room, a small cinema, a KTV hall, a dance hall, and more."
After a pause, Gu Changyan continued, "I have already made arrangements. All projects are open to you free of charge."
"Qing Ning, feel free to bring your friends with you. Don't be shy."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Uncle, except for Zhiming who is here for work, the rest of us are here to relax and have a vacation, so we definitely won't be polite."
Zhang Bai continued, "Mr. Gu, both the internet and the news say that this sanatorium is a rising industry."
"Excuse me, are you here?"
Gu Changyan sighed softly and said, "As you can see, all the buildings here were built from scratch."
“This initial investment is huge.”
"Daily operational costs are also high, requiring a staff of skilled professionals such as doctors, nurses, professional chefs, nutritionists, masseuses, lifeguards, fitness trainers, beauticians and hairdressers, as well as a large number of nursing staff."
He took a sip of tea and continued, "My place is designed to accommodate 500 elderly people. But it's been open for nearly five years, and it's never been full."
"During this period, we took advantage of Dr. Yu's visit to the hospital for a physical examination and did some publicity and promotional activities. The number of elderly people who signed up to stay in the hospital has now reached a record high of over 400."
Zhang Bai nodded and couldn't help but think about it.
Assuming a full staff of 500 people, and assuming each person earns 10,000 yuan per month, the annual income would be 60 million yuan.
Can these elderly people spend 10 million yuan a year on other expenses here?
The gross profit margin should be around 60% to 70%.
I just wonder how much money it would cost to build this whole complex? Two or three hundred million? Or five or six hundred million?
However, Zhang Bai knew a little better in his heart.
The most difficult thing is not funding, but obtaining government approval to build a sanatorium in this beautiful place.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Yu Zhiming who was still eating and drinking, and shook his head secretly.
People should not be too greedy.
First, work with Xiang Wan to build the small canteen and short-term rental apartments. Once we have relatively strong financial strength, we will have the confidence to develop in other directions.
At this time, Dr. Zhang from the Internal Medicine Department suddenly spoke.
"Our charging standards here are considered to be above average in Binhai."
"Logically speaking, the quality of the elderly who spend so much money to retire here should be quite high, right?"
Doctor Zhang sighed, "I can say responsibly that there is a certain percentage of elderly people who are unreasonable and vexatious."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "It's not that the old people have become bad, it's that the bad guys back then have grown old."
Doctor Zhang nodded and said, "The old man who wanted Doctor Yu to look at his medical records this morning was trying to take advantage of others."
"Every time she eats, she uses more than a dozen napkins."
"Every time her son comes to visit her, he brings back lots of napkins and toilet paper."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but ask, "Is it really that serious? I've already paid tens of thousands of yuan a month for my pension. How much can this little bit of tissue paper be worth?"
Gu Changyan chuckled and said, "This is a habit I've developed since childhood. You could even call it a personality quirk. If I don't take advantage of an opportunity, I'll feel uncomfortable all over."
Just then, a young nurse knocked on the door and came in, reporting crisply: "Director, Doctor Zhang, that Mr. Liu is here again, and he's overeating again."
"He said he had a severe stomachache."
These words made Gu Changyan and the others at the table look speechless.
"This Uncle Liu has a strange habit of eating without counting the food. It's like he has no idea where to eat next. He often eats too much."
Doctor Zhang introduced the procedure, then stood up and said, "Enjoy your time. I'll go back to the clinic and take a look..."
After more than ten minutes, Yu Zhiming finally had enough to eat and drink.
He didn't plan to go back to the bed car for a nap. He planned to sit in the private room for a while, digest the food, and then start working.
"Zhou Mo..."
Yu Zhiming looked at Zhou Mo, who was holding the soup bowl and sipping mutton soup, and then said, "You don't have to accompany me to work."
"For the next two days, just relax here with my sister and Qing Ning."
Zhou Mo put down the soup bowl, sat up straight and said, "How can this be possible? I'm your assistant and I can't leave your side."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "This is a nursing home. All of them are quite elderly. How could anyone threaten me?"
"Besides, there are doctors and nurses in the clinic to assist me with my work, so you don't have to worry about it."
Zhou Mo thought about it and became a little hesitant.
Seeing this, Gu Qingning started to persuade her, "Momo, it's a rare opportunity for you to come out, and it's vacation time, so don't keep thinking about work."
"My uncle's place is safe..."
Yu Zhiming suddenly turned his gaze towards the door of the private room. A few seconds later, Dr. Zhang hurriedly pushed the door open.
She said helplessly, "Mr. Liu ate too much and kept groaning in pain."
"Inducing vomiting in him has no effect."
"I wanted to massage his abdomen to restore his gastric motility, but as soon as I started, he started screaming in pain."
"I'm at my wit's end."
The old emergency doctor, Dr. Tang, who was sitting nearby, stood up and said, "I'll go over and take a look."
Yu Zhiming also stood up and said, "I'm quite interested. Let's go and take a look together."
As Yu Zhiming walked out of the private room, everyone at the table stood up and followed him.
After a while, everyone arrived at the medical center on the first floor.
I saw an old man in his sixties with a plump body and a short flat head, who was walking back and forth with a painful look on his face and groaning constantly.
Yu Zhiming walked straight up to the old man without stopping, and patted his chest and abdomen a few times with his hands.
The next moment, he was secretly clicking his tongue.
You've eaten too much!
The stomach is an organ with great elasticity. When we are fasting, our stomach is about the size of our fist.
After drinking or eating, the stomach can expand tenfold.
However, Yu Zhiming found that the old man's stomach had expanded more than fifteen times.
The space in the chest and abdominal cavity is almost entirely occupied by a swollen and deformed stomach.
The expansion of the old man's stomach volume obviously exceeded the physiological state, causing him severe discomfort.
What was most worrying was that Yu Zhiming found that there was not even a single movement in the old man's stomach wall.
This means that the elderly person's stomach has completely lost its gastric motility. If this situation continues for a long time, the stomach will be damaged.
"Lie on your side on the examination bed."
"Bring the trash can."
Perhaps Yu Zhiming's expression and tone were too serious, the old man stopped grumbling and lay obediently on his side on the examination bed.
A young nurse held a trash can and stood in front of the old man, ready to catch his vomit.
Yu Zhiming directly pressed the old man's abdomen.
“It hurts… ah… it hurts so much…”
“Stop it now…”
The old man cried out in pain and twisted his body, not wanting Yu Zhiming to massage him.
Yu Zhiming said coldly: "If you don't want to have severe gastric bleeding and don't want to have to eat liquid food for the rest of your life..."
"No matter how much it hurts, you have to bear it!"
Perhaps it was the severe gastric bleeding or the fact that Yu Sheng was eating liquid food that frightened the old man, but he no longer struggled to avoid Yu Zhiming's massage.
The price was that the old man grimaced in pain, his face distorted and covered in sweat.
Fortunately, his pain was not in vain. After a while, the old man vomited violently with a "vomit" sound.
For a moment, the complex and unpleasant smell of vomit filled the room.
The pungent smell made Qing Ning, Yu Xiangwan and others cover their noses and want to leave.
Zhou Mo suddenly shouted, "Blood, vomiting blood!"
Gu Qingning stopped and saw bright red in the vomit that the old man kept spitting out.
Doctor Zhang explained: "Eating so much will definitely damage the gastric mucosa. This is gastric mucosal bleeding."
"Judging from the current amount of bleeding, it's not serious."
The old man vomited almost a full trash can before he stopped vomiting. Then he lay flat on the examination bed, gasping for breath.
Yu Zhiming came near the old man's head and put his hand on the top of his head.
It is surprising that an old man of such age eats so much. It is said that he often ate too much in the past.
Do you have so no self-control?
If he had such bad habits since childhood, Yu Zhiming doubted whether he could live healthily until now.
Yu Zhiming had reason to believe that the old man was suffering from bulimia nervosa, or perhaps there was something wrong with his brain that affected his appetite control.
A minute or two later, Yu Zhiming actually made a discovery.
There was a significant change in the position of the capillaries in the abdomen of the elderly man's brain, near the subthalamic sulcus.
Suspected to be forced displacement...
"It is recommended to send him to the hospital for a brain CT scan..."
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