The round-faced middle-aged man in front of him was the imaginary friend that Cai Wei arranged for Yu Zhiming.
Yu Zhiming had seen this guy's photo at Cai Wei's place and also knew his name, Fang Yong.
But, isn’t his performance too exaggerated?
Still hugging?
As an emotionally reserved person, Yu Zhiming has never hugged anyone other than his family, girlfriend and children.
Yu Zhiming dodged and said rudely, "Go away! Don't pass on the germs to me."
Fang Yong touched his nose and explained to the people beside him awkwardly, "He's a doctor and has mysophobia."
At this time, Yu Zhiming's gaze turned to the thin, dark man who was being supported by a young man.
In addition to being dark and thin, this man also has a face full of the vicissitudes of life, looking like an old man in his sixties.
Cai Wei, surrounded by wealth and luxury, lives a life of luxury like a young woman in her thirties.
The person in front of me is a low-level scum who has been severely ravaged and exploited by time and life.
Seeing such a clear contrast, Yu Zhiming was filled with sighs and emotion.
"Come with me into the examination room..."
In the examination room, Yu Zhiming conducted a thorough examination of the patient and found that although his tumor had metastasized to the lymph nodes, lungs, and liver, his overall condition was generally good.
Clearing the lymph nodes, removing one lobe of the lung, and removing two lobes of the liver are all within the body's tolerance.
In addition, the patient's esophagus needs to be completely removed, and a section of jejunum needs to be transplanted as the esophagus.
"I need to remove my lungs, liver, and esophagus, and I also need to transplant a section of small intestine. Doctor, will that cost a lot?"
The patient said worriedly, "If it costs too much, I won't get treatment. We don't have much money."
Yu Zhiming replied, "You're lucky. You can join my trial project for treating advanced cancer."
"It's free, you don't need to spend a penny on treatment."
"You can go to the oncology department to complete the hospitalization procedures..."
Yu Zhiming sent away the patient's family and the fake friend Fang Yong, and then welcomed the female volleyball player Wu Shuang.
Her surgery to recover from an old injury was scheduled for this Friday night and would last until Sunday.
Yu Zhiming took Wu Shuang to the stretcher and, using the sound insulation inside the stretcher, performed a detailed NDT inspection on her.
Then, he returned to the large office in the center's small building and drew the injuries on Wu Shuang's body that needed repair.
He kept painting and painting until nearly 3:30 in the afternoon.
Compared with the injuries that Yu Zhen had repaired, the injuries on Wu Shuang were simpler and fewer.
Yu Zhiming looked at the time and praised himself as a master of time management who made perfect use of time.
He asked Zhou Mo to send the injury map he had drawn to Dr. Cai Yongxian of the Trauma Surgery Department, while he himself rushed to the Oncology Department to perform the third cancerous tissue removal surgery of the day...
In this way, Yu Zhiming only got some time to rest at 6:20 in the evening when it was time for dinner.
In the center's large office, Yu Zhiming was enjoying a delicious takeout meal while asking, "Zhou Mo, who delivered the takeout tonight?"
"The delivery man." Zhou Mo, with his mouth full of food, replied vaguely.
"What I'm asking is, who paid for it?"
Zhou Mo took a sip of the black chicken and sea cucumber soup, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "I paid for it, but in the final analysis, it's still your money, Doctor Yu."
"Qing Ning told me that you've worked hard these past few days, so I must make sure you have good food and drink."
Yu Zhiming was slightly stunned. It turned out that it was not a gift from someone else, but he bought it himself.
This takeaway meal costs several hundred yuan.
He instantly felt that the deliciousness of the takeaway had dropped a level.
"Zhou Mo, we can eat on our own. There's no need to order such luxurious takeout. Although the food in the cafeteria is a little lacking in taste, it's hygienic and nutritious enough."
Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "Have you noticed? You're quite generous to others and willing to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars."
"Why are you being so stingy with yourself?"
"The director hasn't been to the cafeteria in ages. He either eats out or has the restaurant cook and deliver."
"Your current income is much better than the director's."
Yu Zhiming smiled softly and said, "This must be a petty habit that has been developed over a long period of time."
He recalled, "As the only boy in the family, I have always been treated the best since I was young."
"It's just that, knowing that our family is poor, we can't be extravagant and wasteful, right? We have to be frugal if we can."
Zhou Mo nodded and said, "I can feel that the sisters are very good to you. And you are even better to the sisters."
"I envy the family love and atmosphere in your family. I wish I had brothers and sisters too."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "You can have your own child to make up for the regret of being an only child."
Zhou Mo rolled his eyes at him.
After a pause, she turned and said, "Hey, Qiao Lei also sent you an invitation. It's a wedding invitation."
"Next Saturday."
Yu Zhiming groaned and said, "It was pretty quick. They got married right away."
"I heard she's a rich lady?"
Zhou Mo nodded and said, "He said he used to run an online store and made a lot of money. Now he's doing new media and live streaming to sell goods."
Yu Zhiming uttered an "oh" and said with a smile, "Qiao Lei has finally figured it out. He can save twenty or thirty years of hard work all of a sudden. That's great."
Zhou Mo curled his lips with a look of disdain.
Yu Zhiming said happily: "Isn't it about gender equality now? Girls can be with rich men, and boys can naturally be gigolos and find rich women."
Zhou Mo snorted twice, then said, "Yesterday, Qi Zhen went to my mother to make big promises."
"He said he could help run my mother's studio and make her the best in China in terms of Chinese-style wedding dresses. By then, it would be possible for a single dress to sell for millions or even tens of millions."
"We can also attract venture capital and strive to go public within five years."
Yu Zhiming ate a piece of tender beef and asked, "Did you believe his tricks, Auntie?"
Zhou Mo said sarcastically, "How is that possible? He's already bankrupted with my mom."
"My mom said, thank goodness I didn't let appearances fool me and insisted on not being friends with him, otherwise I would have fallen into a trap..."
As they ate and talked, it was already 7:10 in the evening. Yu Zhiming finished up the remaining food and rushed to the oncology department to start the fourth and fifth operations.
Yu Zhiming was busy until nearly 10:30 in the evening before he finished his work for the day.
He had just walked out of the oncology building accompanied by Zhou Mo when a figure walked out of the darkness and stopped them.
"Doctor Yu, if you don't want your medical talent to be wasted, and you seem to be so glorious, but in reality you're just doing the work of a low-level assistant, you'd better stop and listen to me."
Yu Zhiming looked at the newcomer and snorted coldly, "Is my brain filled with water to listen to the advice of an enemy?"
The person who came was Yang Xi, the chief physician of oncology who had once worked with Luo Qingqing to frame him.
Seeing that Yu Zhiming kept walking, Yang Xi quickly caught up with him.
"Doctor Yu, the one who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy."
"Qi Yue, Tan Ying, Li Yao, Yang Mai, Wang Chunyuan, Tang Jianxiong, and the others are all well aware of the serious problems you face. However, as vested interests, they are feigning ignorance and will not warn you."
Yang Xi quickened his pace and said quickly, "Doctor Yu, you have unparalleled medical talent, but think about what you have done since coming to Huashan Hospital."
"I perform physical examinations, adjust pregnant women's positions, perform IVF embryo transfers, perform first aid for wound detection, screen very early-stage cancer patients, assist You Weixian with skull base tumor surgery, assist Xie Jianmin with vasculitis research, and assist Qi Yue and colleagues at the center in diagnosing diseases."
"I assisted colleagues from other departments in performing surgeries, and even helped Xiong Jing adjust the medication for heart transplant patients."
"Now, you're tinkering with advanced cancer treatment."
Yang Xi said so much in one breath that he had to pause and take a few breaths.
"Doctor Yu, you should be studying with Qi Yue in the neurology department, but look at what you have done in the past six months. It involves outpatient and emergency medicine, gynecology, oncology, hepatobiliary medicine, gastroenterology, general surgery, neurosurgery, cardiopulmonary surgery, trauma surgery, etc."
"Human energy is limited. No attending physician would dare to spread his energy so thinly."
"Most importantly..."
Yang Xi, who was walking briskly after Yu Zhiming, took another deep breath and said in a serious tone, "Your role in this is to use human CT and human MRI, plus some hands-on work."
"In the eyes of Qi Yue, Tan Ying, Wang Chunyuan, Tang Jianxiong and others, these are all jobs done by machines and assistants."
Yang Xi said word by word: "Doctor Yu, in their eyes, you are just a tool."
"They're praising you in all sorts of ways now, but it's just a trick to get you to work harder so they can produce more research results."
"I can assert that when the results of your very early-stage cancer project and your late-stage cancer treatment project come out, you definitely won't be the biggest contributor."
"Also, medical technology is advancing rapidly these days. Wait until sophisticated medical equipment comes out that can replace you. They'll definitely abandon you and forget about you."
These words seemed to convince Yu Zhiming.
He finally stopped and waved his hand to stop Zhou Mo from speaking. He slowly said to Yang Xi, "According to your idea, what should I do?"
Yang Xi said with a gleam in his eyes, "Doctor Yu, your medical talent is rare in the world. You are definitely capable of doing what others cannot and accomplish something that will shock the world medical community."
"My advice is to use your talents and focus all your energy on conquering an incurable disease."
Yang Xi said with a dreamy look on his face, "Doctor Yu, imagine that in a few years or even ten years, you have completely conquered one of these diseases, such as AIDS, diabetes, epilepsy, hypertension, or liver cirrhosis. What a great honor that would be."
"Even ten Nobel Prizes in Medicine wouldn't be enough to honor your contributions."
She continued earnestly, "Doctor Yu, medical research requires the ability to endure loneliness."
"You may seem to be bustling with activity and glory now, but you're digging shallow holes here and there, and your personal improvement is extremely limited."
Yu Zhiming chuckled twice and said sarcastically, "Doctor Yang Xi, you are really good at hiding your evil intentions."
"AIDS, diabetes, epilepsy, hypertension, cirrhosis? So many medical experts around the world have been researching for decades, even centuries, with no progress, and I figured it out in just over a decade?"
"You think too highly of me, don't you?"
"besides……"
Yu Zhiming said coldly, "I'm twenty-seven now, not thirty-seven. I'm in the stage of accumulating strength and improving myself in many aspects, but you want me to plunge into a single research project."
Yang Xi said with a straight face, "With your medical talent and intelligence, you can definitely skip the long period of learning and accumulation and conduct research while studying."
"As for incurable diseases like AIDS, diabetes, epilepsy, hypertension, and cirrhosis, they will one day be conquered. This is an indisputable fact."
"Of course, if you don't have the confidence and courage, you can also choose a disease that is less difficult."
Yang Xi put on a sincere expression again and said, "I know you don't trust me and think I have evil intentions."
"But as a doctor, I can't bear to see you being fooled and exploited by others. In ten or twenty years, you will still be a tool, making things easier for others."
"Doctor Yu, I don't expect you to believe me. I just hope that what I said will make you think and examine it more."
“Everyone is selfish.”
"Are those who seem to be very good to you really good to you wholeheartedly?"
After saying this, Yang Xi turned around and left leisurely.
Zhou Mo said anxiously, "Yang Xi is..."
Yu Zhiming raised his hand again to stop her from speaking.
"Zhou Mo, I have my own judgment. I know who is good to me and who is not."
"Okay, let's go back early..."
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