Chapter 62 National Characteristics
Dinner please?
Absolutely not!
Although what Yu Zhiming heard so far was just hearsay without any real evidence.
But for things like this, it is better to believe it.
I can't just go to Teacher Qi and ask him if it's true, right?
In this case, it would be best for Yu Zhiming to keep a certain distance from Zhou Mo and avoid any contact between them.
It would be bad if it affected my relationship with Teacher Qi.
Yu Zhiming politely declined, "Zhou Mo, as you know, the experimental treatment for that patient will begin today, and I need to monitor the patient's subsequent physical changes."
"In this case, we can probably hold on for a day or two."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming asked directly: "Zhou Mo, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
"If I can help, you don't need to treat me to a meal. If I can't help, it won't help even if you treat me to a hundred meals."
Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Doctor Yu, it's nothing serious. I just want you to check my mother's body."
She further explained: "My mother has some psychological trauma towards hospitals and clinics."
"Every year, I have to force her to have a physical examination. It takes a lot of effort to get her to have one."
"Doctor Yu, your auscultation and percussion skills are unparalleled in the medical field. I was wondering if you could give my mother a physical examination in a relaxed environment like a meal."
So that’s what it is!
Yu Zhiming felt relieved and chuckled, saying, "This is a small matter. I can help."
"Since Auntie doesn't want to come to the hospital, she can find a private teahouse near the hospital, or a place with a lounge. It doesn't necessarily have to be there for dinner."
Yu Zhiming thought of something else and reminded, "Zhou Mo, do you want to do a gynecological examination?"
"If you need a gynecological examination, then private parts will inevitably be touched."
"Doing that kind of examination outside of a hospital might make the person being examined feel a little strange."
Zhou Mo was slightly startled, his face flushed, and he said, "Oh, I actually forgot about that."
"My mother is old now, so she definitely needs a gynecological examination."
"I wanted to keep this a secret and call my mother over. In that case, I would need to communicate with her in advance."
Zhou Mo said apologetically, "Doctor Yu, I'll talk to my mother first, and then confirm the time and place with you, okay?"
Yu Zhiming said casually: "No problem, just tell me in advance..."
At 8:50 in the morning, the two deputy chief physicians, two attending physicians, and Yu Zhiming of the medical center were all waiting in the big office.
In addition to them, there were more than a dozen trainee doctors, residents, interns, etc. who also came to the big office to wait.
Everyone stood quietly, without saying a word, communicating and looking at each other with their eyes.
Yu Zhiming, who appeared for the first time as a newcomer and has already been a hot topic, is undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention.
Yu Zhiming was also observing them.
Among the fifteen new people, eleven are men and four are women. The gender ratio is a bit unbalanced.
You should know that in the clinical medicine major of medical schools, the ratio of male to female students is roughly maintained at 1:1.
Then I thought about the official doctors at the Medical Research Center, they were all men, there was not a single female doctor.
Teacher Qi, are you biased or discriminating against female doctors?
While Yu Zhiming was daydreaming, he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and saw Teacher Qi in a white coat with a serious face walking in from the office next door.
He glanced around majestically, without saying a word, and walked directly towards the door leading to the corridor.
Yu Zhiming was about to raise his leg to catch up, but suddenly found that no one else moved.
Not one moved.
He quickly took emergency braking measures.
Yu Zhiming shook his upper body, but managed to stop his legs from moving forward.
He quickly turned to look at Han Shuo and Xie Jianmin, deputy chief physicians whose qualifications and status were second only to Teacher Qi.
Han Shuo met Yu Zhiming's gaze, made a "you go first" gesture, and said with a smile, "Doctor Yu, you are the director's closed disciple and the only official disciple."
"Naturally, you have to stay close to the director."
this……
Yu Zhiming really didn't expect that a problem of sequence would arise at this time.
Is this the characteristic of our national conditions?
At this time, Teacher Qi had already walked out of the big office, and Yu Zhiming had no time to be humble and refuse with them.
He walked out of the large office in quick steps, then jogged a few steps to catch up with Teacher Qi.
Behind him, Han Shuo, Xie Jianmin and others rushed up like a tide.
Yu Zhiming, who arrived at Huashan Hospital, began his first ward rounds with Teacher Qi...
There are not many inpatients at the Qi Yue Medical Research Center, only twenty-one.
For every patient, Qi Yue would kindly ask a few questions about their physical condition and sometimes even perform a physical examination.
Most importantly, he would pick out anyone around him and ask a question about the patient.
Sometimes it is a patient's physical data, sometimes it is about the patient's treatment response, and sometimes it is about asking for medication adjustment suggestions.
Basically, there are few repeated questions.
Yu Zhiming noticed that every time the question came up, almost all the young doctors who were making rounds held their breath and their tension levels rose to MAX.
The guy who was picked for questioning had sweat on his forehead and sometimes couldn't speak clearly.
Is it necessary to be so nervous? Yu Zhiming was a little puzzled.
After this round of rounds, Yu Zhiming also discovered that the inpatients here are mainly divided into two categories.
One category is patients who cannot be cured and whose main focus is on recovering their bodies and stabilizing their condition.
For example, patients with different types of lupus erythematosus, Alzheimer's disease, progeria, complex rheumatic diseases, etc.
The other category is patients with rare diseases and other difficult and complicated diseases.
For example, spinocerebellar ataxia, Fabry disease, Huntington's disease, maple syrup urine disease, severe myoclonic epilepsy of infancy, tuberous sclerosis, etc.
Yu Zhiming had only seen these rare diseases in medical books before.
Seeing so many real patients today, he felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, his eyes widened...
Coming out of the last ward, Qi Yue asked, "Patients in ward nine, do you have any new ideas?"
After waiting for a few seconds, Qi Yue saw that no one responded, so he waved his hand.
The next moment, the crowd that followed scattered.
Next, the doctor will adjust the patient's treatment plan based on the patient's latest physical condition.
Nurses and interns will examine patients and give them medicine according to the new plan.
A new day of busy work officially begins...
At 10:10 in the morning, Yu Zhiming, along with Teacher Qi and Head Nurse Yan Wenjing, came to the single room No. 9 again.
Xu Feng, a middle-aged man who is thin but in good mental state, is sitting on the hospital bed and talking to his wife and son.
Qi Yue was the first to speak: "Xu Feng, we will officially start your treatment today."
"We suspect that your intermittent, intermittent pain is caused by a specific attack of the herpes zoster virus."
"We're going to bring out the herpes virus by lowering your own immunity."
"This is an experimental treatment and carries certain risks, including the possibility of death."
"You can read the notice for the specific risks."
Following Qi Yue's words, Yan Wenjing handed Xu Feng a risk notification and a trial treatment agreement.
Seeing this scene, Yu Zhiming felt something was wrong.
Mr. Qi described the risks in a vague and general way, which may be misleading and avoiding the important issues.
Sure enough, Xu Feng got the notice, quickly read it through, and was about to sign it.
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but remind him, "Xu Feng, your next treatment will have a high risk of accidents."
"Don't you want to think about it carefully?"
Xu Feng glanced at Yu Zhiming and said nonchalantly, "When I was at the Provincial Hospital, before every treatment, they also talked about the various risks of disability or death."
"I still made it here in good health."
"Of course, the disease was not cured."
"I believe in Expert Qi. The day before yesterday, Expert Qi asked such detailed questions. I knew that Expert Qi was different from them and was truly capable."
After saying this, Xu Feng picked up the pen and signed his name on the notice and treatment agreement.
Qi Yue then ordered: "Head Nurse Yan, prepare Xu Feng and send him to the ICU ward..."
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