Chapter 679: A Small Thing (asking for monthly tickets)
The second patient with advanced cancer who made an appointment through Ning'an Hospital arrived at the central building at around 2:00 p.m.
She is a 45-year-old woman, suffering from ovarian cancer, and came in a low-key manner, accompanied only by her husband.
After examination, Yu Zhiming found that the patient's ovarian cancer had infiltrated and metastasized to the surrounding organs and tissues such as the uterus, intestines, bladder, and lymph nodes.
This surgical resection will leave half of the patient's abdominal cavity empty.
This problem is not a big deal and will not have much impact on the patient's survival and quality of life.
Her biggest problem was that she was too weak. She was only 1.66 meters tall and weighed less than 70 kilograms.
With such a small body, it is very likely that he will not be able to survive.
Yu Zhiming truthfully informed the authorities of the risks and his concerns.
However, the other party clearly stated that although the risk was great, they had no choice but to take a gamble.
Another gamble.
Yu Zhiming was speechless.
In fact, he knew in his heart that these guys said they were gambling on their luck and taking a chance, but their hearts were full of hope, believing that the so-called good luck and miracles would definitely happen to them.
Yu Zhiming had some dark thoughts in his mind.
If this wave of treatment results in total failure, it should scare away other wealthy and powerful advanced cancer patients, right?
After seeing off the middle-aged couple, Yu Zhiming received a call from Dr. Tang Jianxiong from the oncology department.
It was said that Ke Minzhi had already woken up from the post-operative anesthesia, and all vital signs were within acceptable ranges...
Yu Zhiming put down his phone. Zhou Mo, who had returned to the big office from outside, came closer with a sneaky look on his face.
"Doctor Yu, there's a tall, beautiful straight-haired beauty wandering in front of the director's office. Her figure is hidden by her clothes, so it's hard to tell. But she should be quite good."
"It's most likely a model."
Yu Zhiming glanced at the guy and said, "Isn't it normal for attractive female patients or their family members to come to see the teacher?"
"You look like you have a big melon to eat? Be careful if the teacher sees you, or your performance will be deducted."
Yu Zhiming said this, but his body honestly walked out the door and stood in the corridor for a few seconds.
Sure enough, standing at the door of the director's office was a beautiful woman with long straight hair, about 175 cm tall and delicate features.
Moreover, this beauty gave Yu Zhiming a vague sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.
Yu Zhiming didn't take it to heart when he couldn't remember it. After all, he came into contact with a lot of people every day.
You will definitely encounter this situation many times in the future where you find someone familiar but you can't remember who they are.
At this time, Yu Zhiming received a call from the dean's secretary He Yingjun, asking him to go to the comprehensive office building. There were several documents related to the charity fund that needed his signature.
More than ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming brought Zhou Mo to the comprehensive office building and entered the elevator.
There were quite a lot of people in the elevator, nine in total, including men and women.
When the elevator door closed and started to go up, Yu Zhiming suddenly heard a very familiar sound.
The sound was particularly long, and Yu Zhiming was so scared that he held his breath.
He glanced at Zhou Mo beside him, turned his eyes, and decided not to remind this guy.
The next moment, people started shouting and accusing angrily.
"Fuck, who's so unethical as to fart in the elevator?"
"Can't you hold it tighter?"
“It stinks!”
"Oh, it stinks so badly, it's almost like a biological weapon. I can't stand it anymore."
Everyone in the elevator was complaining and raging at the exit, while either covering their noses or waving their hands in front of their noses like fans.
The same is true for Zhou Mo.
Not only did she cover her nose, she also puffed up her cheeks and looked angrily at Yu Zhiming, who was standing next to her without covering his nose and seemed very content.
Yu Zhiming's outstanding performance naturally attracted the attention of others in the elevator.
A woman in her late 40s couldn't help but accuse him, "Young man, what you did is really unethical. You're such a good-looking guy."
At this time, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor. As the elevator door opened, everyone squeezed out of the elevator without exception.
Yu Zhiming, who had been holding his breath, came out of the elevator, took a deep breath, and defended himself at the same time.
"It wasn't me who farted. I just heard someone fart and I held my breath in advance."
Among these people, more than half were hospital staff, and naturally they recognized Yu Zhiming.
After hearing his explanation, a woman with a bun on her head, who looked to be around thirty years old, excitedly shouted, "Doctor Yu, we all know that you have sharp hearing and can identify locations by sound."
"Since you heard the fart, you must know who it was, right?"
When the woman with a bun asked this, she noticed that Yu Zhiming's eyes subconsciously glanced at one of them.
Next, a middle-aged fat man with a small belly became the target of thousands of eyes.
Facing the accusing gazes of the crowd, the middle-aged man stiffened his neck and asked, "Why are you all looking at me?"
"If it's not me, it's not me!"
He met Yu Zhiming's gaze, not showing any sign of weakness, and fiercely counterattacked, "Boy, do you think that I am who I am? What solid evidence do you have?"
"I think you are just crying thief."
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I really don't have any evidence for such trivial matters, and it's impossible for me to collect gas for analysis."
"Whether it is true or not, the person who farted knows it clearly."
He added with disdain, "Not only can he not hold it in for such a trivial matter, but he can't even take responsibility for it. People like him might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill themselves."
"Zhou Mo, let's take the stairs. This trivial matter has already taken up too much time."
Zhou Mo smiled and followed Yu Zhiming towards the stairs.
The middle-aged man's face turned blue and red...
Entering the stairs, Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "Doctor Yu, I didn't expect you to be so sharp-tongued?"
Yu Zhiming said proudly: "Zhou Mo, you will gradually discover that I am also very good in other fields."
"It's just that I don't usually show it."
After a pause, he added seriously, "Using verbal attacks, in my opinion, is the worst way to fight back."
"Going back and forth, hurting the enemy by a thousand and ourselves by eight hundred, it's better to counterattack in other ways to get rid of the hatred."
Zhou Mo nodded gently and said, "That's right. If you curse someone ten times, they will at least curse back six or seven times."
She waved her little fist again and roared, "Next time I can fight, I'll try not to make a fuss."
Yu Zhiming quickly advised, "Don't act recklessly. Even if you're right, the price of slapping someone is too high."
Zhou Mo said with a bitter face, "Doctor Yu, I think it's necessary to set up an official fighting arena so that the two sides of trivial disputes can fight on the arena and resolve the conflict."
"In today's social atmosphere, good and honest people are forced to endure it. Once they can no longer hold back, it will become a major case."
"That makes sense." Yu Zhiming replied perfunctorily.
Zhou Mo suddenly said, "Doctor Yu, that fart just now was really stinky."
"Well, loud farts don't smell, and smelly farts don't make noises. Is there a scientific explanation?"
this……
Yu Zhiming thought for a moment and said, "When odorous gases like hydrogen sulfide increase in the intestine, their viscosity increases, and most of the gas will move in a regular pattern, thus making no sound."
Zhou Mo asked doubtfully, "I don't quite understand."
Yu Zhiming replied, "I was just reading from the script."
"I think it's mainly a matter of control. Control the force and release it slowly. There will definitely be no noise."
"Okay, let's not talk about this nasty topic anymore."
As he spoke, Yu Zhiming walked out of the stairwell and met He Yingjun who was waiting in an office on this floor.
He and Zhou Mo looked through several documents prepared by He Yingjun.
"Doctor Yu, this fund was established 25 years ago by an academician from our hospital."
"However, after his death, the fund gradually fell into silence."
"There are currently several thousand yuan in each of the fund's three bank accounts, preventing them from being closed."
He Yingjun further explained, "Doctor Yu, after you sign these documents, you still need to go to the relevant departments for approval and changes. Only after approval can the fund be renamed Zhiming Fund."
Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "Zhiming Fund? Is it appropriate to name it after me?"
He Yingjun smiled and said, "Doctor Yu, this name couldn't be more appropriate. This fund will rely entirely on your reputation to support it in the future. The more clear it is, the better."
Zhou Mo also said: "This name is very suitable..."
Yu Zhiming carefully read the relevant documents and found no problems, so he quickly signed his name.
As for submission for review and information changes, the hospital administrative department will be responsible for them, so Yu Zhiming doesn't need to worry about it.
He Yingjun said that the approval and change work of this fund can be completed in as short as one week and as long as two weeks.
Yu Zhiming and He Yingjun discussed the fund issue for more than ten minutes, left the office at 3:10 pm, and went to the elevator door with Zhou Mo to wait for the elevator.
The moment the elevator door opened, Yu Zhiming was stunned.
Whether it was because enemies meet on a narrow road or bad luck, Yu Zhiming found that the middle-aged man was also in the elevator.
In addition to this person, Vice President Tan was also present.
Vice President Tan saw Yu Zhiming in the elevator and said with a smile, "Doctor Yu, what a coincidence! We're going down together. I just happened to need you for something."
Yu Zhiming said, "Dean Tan, please come out and tell me what happened. I'm afraid I've been attacked by poison bombs again."
Vice President Tan was a little confused, but he still got out of the elevator.
What surprised Yu Zhiming was that the middle-aged man, with a complicated expression, actually followed Vice President Tan out of the elevator.
Seeing this, Yu Zhiming asked bluntly, "Do you know Dean Tan?"
Vice President Tan introduced: "This is my wife's cousin. He has been experiencing some stomach discomfort, and we haven't been able to find the exact problem. He came to our hospital for further examination."
"Doctor Yu, this is the little thing I was talking about. Could you please take the trouble to examine him?"
Yu Zhiming smiled happily and said, "Dean Tan, it's not that I don't give you face."
"It's just that he just offended me over something trivial. I'm not very sensitive. It's impossible for me to check on him..."
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