Chapter 539 I am not as good as you
Check it out!
Check again!
Three checks!
Yu Zhiming spent nearly half an hour conducting three consecutive examinations on Cao Xian, a patient with fever lying on the bed in the bedroom.
No inflammation was found.
No lesion was found.
The results of this inspection are no different from the last inspection in the center building.
Yu Zhiming's only gain was that he discovered that Cao Xian's intestinal system had more folds and slightly more bends.
It felt like his intestines were a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but tighten his intestines.
If Yu Zhiming had not already had a very detailed understanding of Cao Xian's body from the previous multiple examinations, he would not have discovered these slight differences in the intestinal system.
"Mr. Cao, what are you having for dinner tonight?"
Lying on the bed, Cao Xian rubbed his temples with both hands and said, "We had a buffet at the hotel."
"These past few days, I've been eating at the hotel, and dinner has always been the hotel buffet."
"The old Chinese doctor who treated me didn't allow me to eat anything I wanted, so I strictly controlled my diet."
Yu Zhiming uttered a soft "oh" and asked, "Before you developed a fever, did you experience any stomach discomfort?"
"stomach?"
Cao Xian stroked his stomach and recalled, "I remember my stomach growled twice, and I felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, but not for long, only about 10 to 20 seconds."
"I was thinking about going to the bathroom, but the discomfort quickly passed, so I didn't go."
"About half an hour later, I realized I had a fever again."
Cao Xian asked expectantly, "Doctor Yu, could my fever be related to my stomach?"
Yu Zhiming did not answer, and then asked: "Did you have any stomach discomfort before the fever attack?"
Cao Xian frowned, tried to recall for a moment, and said, "Doctor Yu, now that you ask, I actually remember that within the hour before I developed a fever, I did have several episodes of stomach pain or discomfort."
He recalled for a moment and said uncertainly, "Even if it's not eight or ten times, it's always five or six times."
This information made Yu Zhiming even more uncertain.
Just five or six times, the correlation is too small.
As he spoke, Cao Xian sat up and asked again, "Doctor Yu, is the fever really caused by gastrointestinal problems?"
Yu Zhiming spoke truthfully, "I did notice that your intestinal system has slightly more wrinkles and bends than the last time I checked it."
"Of course, this is most likely due to intestinal motility, diet, etc."
"However, considering your current situation, Mr. Cao, no doubts can be overlooked."
Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "Well, Mr. Cao, you go back first. I will contact a gastroenterologist for you tomorrow to give you a detailed examination of your intestinal system."
Noticing that Cao Xian's face was flushed with fever, Yu Zhiming said, "You can take the fever-reducing medicine now."
"I have some common medicines at home..."
Cao Xian got out of bed and stood up, saying, "Doctor Yu, I have some special fever-reducing medicine on me."
"The fever-reducing products commonly used at home now have little effect on me..."
Cao Xian took antipyretic medicine at Yu Zhiming's house, declined Yu Zhiming's offer to see him off, and took a taxi back to the hotel alone.
At this time, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was not convenient to contact the gastroenterologist.
Yu Zhiming just took a shower and went to bed...
The next morning, Yu Zhiming got up at six o'clock again.
I have to rush to Ning'an Hospital today, and my work schedule is full for the day. I also have to come back as early as possible in the evening to attend the wedding banquet hosted by Teacher Qi for his son.
Yu Zhiming and Qingning each ate a bowl of dumplings, and after half past six, they left the house.
The third and fourth sisters also got up to see her off.
Because I had to bring two New Year gifts downstairs, peanuts, millet, mung beans, sweet potato starch, pancakes, and a box of salted duck eggs, a total of nearly 120 kilograms.
Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning couldn't get it at all.
After some effort, they put the two New Year gifts into the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz. Yu Zhiming suggested, "We should also buy a two-wheeled cart like the ones supermarkets use for delivery to make it easier to deliver the New Year gifts."
Qing Ning also suggested, "Buy some large cardboard boxes and put all the New Year gifts in them so they can be easily carried."
"Okay!" Yu Zhiming replied readily!
Qing Ning gave him a charming sidelong glance and snorted, "If you move your mouth, we'll have to run ourselves to pieces."
Yu Zhiming chuckled, betrayed his lecherous appearance, and took the initiative to kiss Qing Ning on the lips...
At 7:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming, who was still on his way to Ning'an Hospital, took out his mobile phone, found Dr. Fang Chen's contact number and dialed it.
Dr. Fang Chen, senior chief physician of gastroenterology, has been confirmed as a member of the expanded center.
The phone rang three times and then was picked up.
Yu Zhiming quickly said, "Doctor Fang, good morning. I'm Yu Zhiming."
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he expressed his intention directly.
"I have a patient here. I'd like to ask if you can see him today."
The next moment, Fang Chen's cheerful voice came from the phone, "Doctor Yu, it's quite rare for you to call me specially. Even if it's inconvenient, you have to make it convenient."
He then asked, "What's the patient's condition?"
"Dr. Fang, thank you!"
Yu Zhiming politely thanked him and introduced himself, saying, "The patient is a Chinese American. For the past six months, he has had frequent, unexplained fevers, at least once a week."
"Examinations and treatments in the United States were fruitless. Last month, I returned to China for traditional Chinese medicine treatment, which has had some results."
"I gave him a detailed physical examination last night and found that there might be some problems with his intestinal system."
"Just maybe, I can't be sure."
After a deliberate pause, Yu Zhiming said in a deep voice, "I'd like to ask Dr. Fang to give him a bowel system check."
"Okay, challenge accepted..."
After finishing his call with Dr. Fang Chen, Yu Zhiming called Cao Xian and told him to go to the gastroenterology department to see Dr. Fang Chen at nine o'clock this morning...
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming rushed to Ning'an Hospital.
He and Qing Ning first went to a detached villa near Ning'an Lake and performed heart and physical examinations on the old man.
In Yu Zhiming's perception, the heart beats strongly, like a young man full of energy, without a trace of old age.
This shows that Dr. Xiong Jing's medication was very successful and completely stimulated the energy of the heart.
After the inspection, Yu Zhiming left the villa accompanied by the Gu brothers and sisters.
Gu Qingran said slowly, "We clearly felt that Grandpa had become much happier, as if he had become twenty years younger."
"I'm not just talking too much, I've also suddenly started liking music."
Gu Qingran chuckled and said, "Some studies say that a heart transplant may change a person's personality and preferences."
“I witnessed it with my own eyes.”
Yu Zhiming said softly, "Grandpa Gu is still Grandpa Gu, this will never change."
After a two-second pause, Yu Zhiming continued, "Dean Gu, I brought you a New Year gift, a local specialty from my hometown."
"It's just a small token of my appreciation. Don't despise me. Qing Ning will take you to get it later."
Gu Qingran laughed and said, "Zhi Ming, even if it's just a goose feather, I will treasure it."
Yu Zhiming chuckled...
Next, Yu Zhiming conducted detailed physical examinations on eleven terminally ill cancer patients.
It was already past ten in the morning when I finished this work.
Yu Zhiming was just about to go out to relieve himself when five more people, including Gu Qingran, rushed into the room.
The leader was a short-haired man who looked to be about sixty years old, tall and thin.
Accompanying him was a silver-haired old man who looked to be in his seventies and was in good spirits.
The other two were men in their thirties, taller than Yu Zhiming, with serious expressions on their faces.
Gu Qingran spoke first and introduced the short-haired old man.
"Zhiming, this is one of my elders. He is passing through our Ning'an for something."
"Knowing you're here, I came here specially to ask you to give me a physical examination."
This was specially brought by Gu Qingran, so Yu Zhiming definitely gave him face and let the short-haired old man lie on the examination bed.
After this examination, he actually found the problem.
Suspected stomach cancer.
Yu Zhiming asked the nurse to bring paper and a pen, and quickly drew a diagram of the stomach structure on the paper with simple strokes, clearly marking the suspected location of cancer.
Finally, don’t forget to sign your name in a flamboyant manner and the date.
"Old man, your stomach doesn't feel well."
"This is the possible location of your stomach lesion. I strongly recommend you go to the hospital for a detailed examination."
The silver-haired old man next to the short-haired old man reached out and took the paper handed over by Yu Zhiming.
He looked at the contents drawn on the paper, then looked up at Yu Zhiming with a complicated expression. He said with emotion, "Doctor Yu, your reputation is well-deserved."
"I must admit that I'm not as good as you when it comes to diagnosing the specific location of the internal organs that cause the problem."
Yu Zhiming politely replied, "Thank you for the compliment, old sir."
At this time, the short-haired old man also took the initiative to shake Yu Zhiming's hand and said kindly, "Doctor Yu, thank you!"
"You are young and promising, and have achieved great success. I hope you will stay calm and keep moving forward in the medical field to achieve more."
"Thank you for the encouragement." Yu Zhiming blurted out.
These people came quickly and left quickly.
After they left, Yu Zhiming hurried to the bathroom to solve the problem.
When he came back, he found Gu Qingran waiting outside.
"Gone?"
"Let's go!"
Gu Qingran replied, and then asked with a lively tone: "Zhiming, do you know who that person is?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "From the tone of his voice, does he sound like a government official?"
Gu Qingran didn't want to ruin Yu Zhiming's mood, so he asked, "Do you know who that silver-haired old man is?"
"Old Chinese doctor?"
Gu Qingran nodded and said, "You guessed right."
"He's the renowned Mr. Qin in the capital. He's not only a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, but also a master of traditional Chinese medicine. My grandfather was fortunate enough to have him take his pulse."
Gu Qingran clicked his tongue again, "When you said you weren't feeling well, they didn't show any expression of surprise or shock."
"It's clear that they knew they had stomach cancer long ago."
"Mr. Qin must have detected the stomach cancer through Chinese medicine methods like taking the pulse, but he couldn't pinpoint the exact location of the cancer like you did."
"That's why he said, he's not as good as you."
Yu Zhiming thought of another point and said, "That is to say, the master of traditional Chinese medicine can also detect early cancer..."
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