Chapter 662: Historic Moment
At eight minutes past twelve noon, Yu Zhiming arrived at the office of Dr. Weng Yang, a plastic surgeon.
He found that Dr. Cai Yongxian, Dr. Lin from the neurosurgery department, and Dr. Hou from the microsurgery department had arrived before him.
"Dr. Weng, your office is really big."
The reason why Yu Zhiming sighed was that Teacher Qi Yue’s office was only 20 square meters, but Doctor Weng’s office was at least 30 square meters.
Such a large office is rare in Huashan Hospital, where every inch of land is valuable.
Doctor Cai chuckled and said, "Doctor Yu, this is a testament to the strength of our hospital's most profitable department."
Weng Yang laughed and said, "The most profitable department is no longer our plastic surgery department."
"Dr. Yu's ability to attract money alone far exceeds that of our entire department."
Dr. Cai, Dr. Lin, and Dr. Hou all nodded in agreement.
They all knew that the 500 to 600 million yuan in donations that the hospital received compared to previous years were all for Yu Zhiming.
"I alone can never defeat the entire department!"
Yu Zhiming said modestly and sat down on the sofa in the reception area. He saw five luxurious takeouts on the coffee table.
"Anyone else coming?"
Doctor Weng chuckled and said, "There are only four of us. I ordered an extra portion for you, Doctor Yu."
"My reputation as a good eater is well known to everyone."
Yu Zhiming said self-deprecatingly, opened the takeaway closest to him on the coffee table, and found that the dish was quite good.
There are grilled lamb ribs, braised abalone, fried eel slices, stir-fried broccoli with meat, and stir-fried winter bamboo shoots.
The staple food is rice and the soup is black chicken soup.
Yu Zhiming said with satisfaction: "Although I ate a lot during the New Year, which has led to a poor appetite, I can still eat two of this lunch box standard."
Amidst the laughter of several people, Dr. Weng said solemnly, "Dr. Yu, my friend's heart fishbone was successfully removed through surgery, and he has now returned home to recuperate."
"Thank you, Doctor Yu! If it weren't for your meticulous exploration, this could have caused serious trouble."
Yu Zhiming politely replied, "It happens to be within my area of expertise, so don't take it too seriously."
He picked up his chopsticks and asked, "Shall we eat while we talk, or should we finish talking first?"
"Of course we'll eat and talk at the same time." Doctor Weng took the lead and picked up the chopsticks to start eating.
After eating two or three mouthfuls of vegetables and rice, Weng Yang took a sip of the dried shrimp soup and swallowed the food in his mouth.
"This morning, I went to find out about the current situation of Dr. Xiang and the patient named Jian."
Weng Yang said slowly, "Their recovery is quite good. Dr. Xiang also expressed his confidence that after a period of rehabilitation training, they will be able to regain their original surgical skills."
After a pause, he glanced at several people and continued, "There are many similar surgical recovery needs in society."
"We all know that when someone suffers a serious accident, the hospital's first priority is to save their life. Other aspects are dealt with hastily because time does not allow."
"Those who are successfully rescued will still have many injuries that were not properly treated, which will have varying degrees of impact on their work and life."
Weng Yang took another sip of his soup and continued, "Faced with this kind of social need, we've formed a powerful alliance. Why don't we continue this partnership?"
He added, "Of course, this kind of work can't take up too much of our time."
"Like, once or twice a month?"
Cai Yongxian was the first to express his opinion: "I think it's possible. Putting aside other things, the income is still quite considerable."
Since Dr. Xiang's surgery was performed by one of their own people, they charged the fee as employee benefits and earned a so-called hard work fee.
But the second one, for the surgery of the man named Jian, each of them received around 100,000 yuan in surgery fees.
This single income is nothing to Yu Zhiming and Weng Yang.
But for Dr. Cai, Dr. Lin and Dr. Hou, it is quite impressive.
Even if they are both chief physicians and work in the same hospital, the difference in income is quite large.
As for Cai Yongxian, as a backbone of trauma surgery, although he has a lot of work to do, his income from each operation at Huashan Hospital is not high because of the fixed pricing.
Even including the considerable income from throwing knives, his average monthly income is only around 300,000 to 400,000 yuan.
In addition to the income reason, Cai Yongxian, who expressed his agreement, also had another little idea.
It is through this cooperative project that I have become closely connected with Yu Zhiming.
The relationships between people are built through...
Dr. Lin and Dr. Hou were not stupid either. They knew that Yu Zhiming had a bright future and this was a rare channel to maintain close contact with Yu Zhiming, so they both expressed their agreement immediately.
Next, they discussed the surgical arrangements for Yu Zhen and the female volleyball player.
Considering that their work has been relatively easy recently, they scheduled Yu Zhen's surgery for the fifth, sixth, or seventh day of next week.
As for the female volleyball player, it will be the week after next...
After discussing the important matters, they started chatting.
"Doctor Yu, your treatment for advanced cancer?"
Yu Zhiming swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "This is an ideal, but the reality still needs to be verified."
Weng Yang chuckled and said, "Doctor Yu, when you take action, nothing is in vain."
"Even if the results of the advanced cancer treatment program you're leading are not as good as expected, they won't be that bad."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "I hope so."
"I would feel bad if the patients spent millions of dollars and it all went to waste."
Doctor Hou said, "It will definitely be very effective."
He then turned and asked, "Doctor Yu, have you completed your medical team?"
Yu Zhiming replied, "Almost done. The medical assistants are all here, but we're still short of a few nurses. Don't worry, just take your time finding them."
Doctor Hou then asked, "Who are these medical assistants? Could you please tell me?"
Yu Zhiming replied, "It's already this late, there's no need to keep it secret. They are Sui Chi from the Rheumatology and Immunology Department, Shen Qi from the Cardiology Department, and Zhou Luo from the Gastroenterology Department."
"Ning'an Hospital will also arrange for a young gynecologist to come here for further training."
"A doctor from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Union Hospital will also come."
Doctor Lin couldn't help but ask, "Why isn't there anyone from the Department of Neurology? Director Qi and Doctor Yu, you are both famous neurology doctors."
"The inheritance of neurology cannot be broken!"
Yu Zhiming chuckled softly and said, "I'm still in the learning and accumulation stage. In the field of neurology, I'm not yet able to teach others with ease."
"As for doctors from other departments, I'm not afraid to show my intimidation. I can exchange knowledge and experience with them and grow together."
Doctor Cai laughed heartily and said, "It's one of those things where the more you excel in a field, the more cautious you become..."
While chatting, Yu Zhiming easily finished two takeout lunch boxes with different dishes and returned to the central building at 12:50.
As he walked into the lobby on the first floor of the central building, Yu Zhiming heard someone calling him.
"Are you Dr. Yu Zhiming?"
Yu Zhiming stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a woman who looked to be in her sixties or seventies sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed over by four men and women.
"Who are you?"
The woman in the wheelchair came closer and said with a sad face, "Doctor Yu, I am Geng Guowei's biological mother."
"I only learned about his death on the second day of the Chinese New Year."
Hearing this, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but frown.
Geng Guowei’s biological mother?
Yu Zhiming looked at the woman in front of him and the two adult men and two women beside her.
"Are you all Geng Guowei's family members?"
"What do you want from me?"
A man in his early thirties replied, "Doctor Yu, I am Geng Guowei's half-brother."
"My mother is Geng Guowei's biological mother."
"Geng Guowei stopped contacting us because of some minor conflicts back then, but the blood-related bond between mother and son remains unbreakable."
The man lamented, "After my mother learned of his death, she cried and was heartbroken. Her already frail body became bedridden."
"Doctor Yu..."
The man suddenly stopped talking.
He was surprised to see Yu Zhiming squat down and stretch out his hands to hold his mother's ankles.
"Doctor Yu, what are you doing?"
Yu Zhiming stood up and said sarcastically, "Extremely weak? Still bedridden?"
"Your mother's cries of grief were feigned, and there was no sign of weakness in her breathing!"
"The blood circulation in the feet is also very strong."
Yu Zhiming looked at the old man in the wheelchair and bluntly said, "With your body, even young people might not be able to squeeze past you on the bus. So don't pretend to be weak by sitting in a wheelchair."
Seeing that they were still trying to argue, Yu Zhiming said with disdain: "Don't lie about your health problems in front of the doctor. Your mouth may lie, but your physical data will not lie."
After a pause, he added with disdain, "I know why you came to me. You just want me to say that the video will is invalid and to get Geng Guowei's inheritance back."
"If you feel you deserve his inheritance, go to court and sue him."
"I won't bear false witness to the likes of you."
Yu Zhiming called the nurses and security personnel over and told them not to let this family into the building...
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming received a call from Dr. Tang Jianxiong from the Oncology Department.
"Doctor Yu, we plan to perform CAR-T therapy on that patient with advanced cancer tomorrow afternoon."
"Will you come and witness this historic moment?"
Yu Zhiming originally thought about leaving get off work early tomorrow and going to Ning'an Hospital.
He pondered for a moment and said, "There's nothing interesting about this anti-cancer cell injection process. I won't go."
The core part of this CAR-T treatment is the laboratory cultivation of anti-cancer cells.
This injection process really doesn't require any technical skills.
However, after the injection of anti-cancer cells, the patient's physical data needs to be closely monitored continuously.
Rescue preparations must also be made.
"If any unusual and severe side effects occur and the patient doesn't make it, please inform us promptly..."
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