Yu Zhiming brought Ke Xixi to the psychiatric department and found that Director Chi was receiving guests.
After confirming that Director Chi was receiving a guest and not a patient, Yu Zhiming and Ke Xixi sat down in the reception area outside Director Chi's office and waited patiently.
Director Chi's assistant served the two of them hot tea and some delicious-looking pastries.
After half a cup of tea, Director Chi personally escorted the guests out.
The guest was a well-dressed lady in her thirties, who politely asked Director Chi to stay.
Yu Zhiming knows this guest.
Moreover, the memory is deep.
It was the woman who had boasted a few months ago that she would pay Yu Zhiming two million to have a heart stent implanted in her father.
A few days later, the old man died of cardiac arrest.
It was Yu Zhiming who realized that something was wrong and informed Wei Hao of the Municipal Bureau in time.
Sure enough, after some investigation, the police found out that the old man was killed by his step-wife and youngest son.
The police also found out that the woman was out of town on a date with her boyfriend at the time and had no time to commit the crime.
The woman seemed to notice Yu Zhiming's gaze. She made eye contact with Yu Zhiming, nodded and greeted him with a smile, then left leisurely.
"Doctor Yu, did you come here specifically to see me?"
Yu Zhiming withdrew his gaze from the leaving lady, looked at Director Chi, and pointed at Ke Xixi beside him.
"Two things."
"First, this is Ke Xixi. Her father is in poor health. I think she's worried too much and needs some relief."
Director Chi chuckled and said, "You've come at the perfect time. We've built a new emotional release lab."
He looked at the assistant and instructed, "Take this Miss Ke to see Dr. Jie and ask her to talk to Miss Ke."
After Ke Xixi left with the assistant, Yu Zhiming also followed Director Chi into his spacious and comfortable office and treatment room.
"Director Chi, is the lady who just left really your guest, not your patient?"
Director Chi replied, "He's a customer. He came here specifically to ask about opening a personal psychological counseling studio."
What?
Psychological counseling studio?
Yu Zhiming was very surprised. If the couch had not been so comfortable, he might have jumped up.
Director Chi handed him a glass of water and joked, "Why? You don't believe it?"
"Don't you think that as a woman, it's enough for her to have good temperament and good looks, and she shouldn't be as talented and beautiful as you?"
"Let me tell you, she was a licensed psychologist at New York-Presbyterian Hospital in the United States. She's a real talent."
"I returned home two years ago because my father was in poor health, but he passed away a while ago."
"She felt Binhai was no worse than major cities abroad, so she thought of opening a psychological counseling clinic there."
At this moment, Yu Zhiming was completely shocked by the woman's professional psychologist.
This is a profession that can see into people's hearts.
But at that time, when she asked Yu Zhiming to perform a stent implantation surgery on her father's heart, her behavior was not at all consistent with her profession.
Anyone who suddenly calls out an unusually high price would become suspicious and fear trouble.
Is she trying to get Yu Zhiming and Wang Chunyuan to reject her in disguise?
Perhaps this was her purpose, and she wanted to attract the attention of Yu Zhiming and others to this matter.
In fact, she did.
After learning that her father had died suddenly of cardiac arrest, Yu Zhiming immediately contacted her friends at the Municipal Bureau.
When I got to the morning, my imagination ran wild.
Also, it’s terrifying when you think about it.
"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu..."
Yu Zhiming withdrew his thoughts and heard Director Chi say, "What's the second thing you came to see me about?"
"Oh, just to give you a checkup!"
As he spoke, Yu Zhiming pulled out a new pair of surgical gloves from his pocket, put them on, and touched Director Chi's neck...
After three or four minutes, Yu Zhiming withdrew his hand.
“No recurrence, no metastasis!”
Director Chi sat up from the sofa and chuckled, "Hearing you say that, I can rest assured for another half a year."
"Alas, it's rude not to reciprocate."
"Doctor Yu, can you tell me, have you experienced any psychological pressure during this period of time?"
"Speak openly."
Yu Zhiming snorted softly and said, "I'm fine. I don't have any psychological problems."
"Is that really the case?" Director Chi asked with a smile.
this……
Not to mention, Yu Zhiming really had a desire to confide in others.
He lay down on the couch and moaned in comfort.
"I come from a rural area and have four older sisters. I was in poor health when I was little, and my family was very poor, so we had a very tight financial situation."
“So, I’m quite persistent in my pursuit of money.”
"But now..."
Yu Zhiming said with some distress: "It's too easy to make money. I can make 10,000 yuan by giving someone a physical examination in three to five minutes."
"If you work hard, you can earn more than one million a day."
"My current cancer treatment plan, even if it asks for 100 million, there will be people willing to give it to me."
"For wealthy people with advanced cancer, they are willing to spend all their wealth just to stay alive."
Yu Zhiming turned to look at Director Chi who was sitting next to him.
"Money comes easily, I have a house and a car, my parents and family are healthy, and my girlfriend is beautiful and good to me."
"I have everything I want, but suddenly I have no goals or motivation left."
"Director Chi, I'm afraid I might suddenly die one day."
Director Chi stood up and said, "Wait for me for a moment."
Yu Zhiming saw Director Chi go out of the office and heard him give instructions to the young assistant.
"I've squeezed all my morning work into the afternoon, plus lunch, and ordered two VIP sets from the He family..."
Yu Zhiming pretended not to hear Director Chi's arrangements and watched him sit down on the sofa chair next to him again.
“Our happiness lies in the process of pursuit.”
“After achieving a goal, besides the momentary excitement and satisfaction, it is normal to feel a sense of emptiness afterwards.”
After a pause, Director Chi turned and asked, "Doctor Yu, does curing illnesses and saving lives still bring you happiness and satisfaction?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "Of course."
"Seeing difficult and complicated diseases being diagnosed, seeing patients out of danger, and facing the gratitude from their families, I feel a great sense of accomplishment and can experience the joy of being a doctor."
Director Chi smiled softly and asked, "Doctor Yu, I still don't know what led you to become a doctor?"
"Given your situation, it seems like you should choose an easier major when applying to university?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and replied, "My father was once a barefoot doctor in the countryside. He must have had a subtle influence on my current career."
“The biggest influence is probably my own experience.”
"Because of my eye problems, my father took me to several major hospitals in the provincial capital and Beijing."
“But every experience was not so smooth.”
Yu Zhiming recalled and said slowly: "I clearly remember that I once went to a big hospital in the provincial capital."
"My dad took me with him and set off before dawn."
"It took us more than three hours to get to the hospital in the provincial capital, and then we waited in line for more than two hours."
"The so-called expert only glanced at my medical records and then wrote me a prescription for various tests."
"My dad asked a few more questions and was kicked out impatiently."
Yu Zhiming was silent for a moment and said, "We didn't do those inspections. We didn't have that much money at the time."
"I spent so much time and effort, and spent a lot of money, only to see that expert doctor for two or three minutes at most."
"The bottom line is, nothing has been resolved."
Yu Zhiming exhaled softly and said, "At that time, I thought that I must be rich in the future."
"Also, if I become a doctor in the future, I will never let patients go out in vain or return disappointed."
Yu Zhiming smiled bitterly again and said, "Director Chi, I feel like I've become the kind of doctor I once hated."
“I don’t like people asking.”
"Also, it doesn't matter if you don't have money. It's really not easy for ordinary people to see me for treatment."
Director Chi said softly, "Doctor Yu, you've achieved the most important thing. Whether the patients came to you for money or connections, you never let them go home disappointed."
After a pause, he continued, "Patients with money and connections are still patients, and you, Doctor Yu, are a scarce resource."
"Your current situation falls under what economists call optimal resource allocation under market regulation."
Director Chi persuaded again: "Rich patients are also patients and need our treatment."
"Besides, if your medical discoveries and research results from treating wealthy patients are promoted, ordinary patients will surely benefit."
After a pause, Director Chi said jokingly, "Doctor Yu, if you feel like you're making too much money and don't know where to spend it, or if you feel uneasy about having too much money, you can donate some to our department."
Yu Zhiming curled his lips and said, "Is your psychiatric department still short of money?"
"Those who come to you for psychological counseling are mostly wealthy people. Those who don't have money are struggling to make a living and won't let their imaginations run wild and drive themselves insane."
Director Chi laughed and said, "Doctor Yu, according to your idea, your current distress is not caused by having too much money and too little time?"
Yu Zhiming was slightly startled, then nodded, "Indeed. The wealth came too much, too quickly, and too easily. I feel like I can't control it anymore, and my ambition isn't as strong anymore."
Director Chi said in a deep voice, "Doctor Yu, I can imagine that you have been strictly self-disciplined and self-motivated over the past few years."
“That lifestyle has made you who you are today.”
"Now that you've achieved your financial goals and have your beautiful wife and family by your side, you're relaxing and enjoying yourself. However, the habits and beliefs you formed in the past are making you feel guilty."
"I think you should continue to work tirelessly to improve yourself."
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but say, "Director Chi, what you said makes a lot of sense. It seems to be the case."
Director Chi said, "There's no contradiction between striving for progress and enjoying life. There's no need to worry or weigh whether to treat wealthy patients or ordinary people."
"The most important thing is that you can get happiness and satisfaction from curing illnesses and saving lives..."
At around 12:40 in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming, who had eaten and drunk his fill, said goodbye to Director Chi and left the psychiatric department.
In the past two hours, he and Director Chi had a lot of conversations.
Now that I think about it, it was basically him who was rambling on and on, with Director Chi occasionally chiming in with a few comments.
Thinking about it again, what Director Chi said was not some enlightening or clear-headed advice. He just followed his words and said a few words that he liked to hear.
However, Yu Zhiming now feels relaxed both physically and mentally, as if he had taken off his heavy winter clothes.
"This psychological counseling is still somewhat effective."
Yu Zhiming muttered something and decided that when he was in a bad mood in the future, he would come and talk to Director Chi.
By the way, have a meal of his delicious food.
To be honest, Yu Zhiming was very satisfied with the takeaway lunch that Director Chi treated him to.
On the way back to the center building, Yu Zhiming did not forget to call Wei Hao from the Municipal Bureau and told him his guess about the psychologist...
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