Chapter 787 Don’t make a pinky promise, just bump heads
It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning when Yu Zhiming returned to the Zhizhen Building of Huashan Hospital.
He first went to the director's office on the seventh floor.
As soon as Qi Yue saw Yu Zhiming, he asked worriedly, "I heard your car had an accident?"
"Is everyone in the car okay?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled and replied, "Teacher, no one is hurt. The car wasn't hit hard, just a few scratches. It needs some sheet metal repair and painting, and it will take two or three days to repair."
He added: "Preliminary investigations indicate that the driver suffered a sudden attack of gallstones. The severe pain caused him to become unconscious for a while and he lost control of the vehicle."
Qi Yue sighed and said, "This accident, no one knows when it will happen, no one knows where it will come from, it's hard to guard against."
"Zhiming, you must pay more attention in your daily life."
Yu Zhiming hummed, then continued, "Teacher, when I modified my RV, I put a lot of effort into the power system and safety protection. It's said that it can be fine even if it flips over a few times."
As he spoke, he took two schematic diagrams of brain puncture routes from Teacher Qi Yue.
One was drawn by Yu Zhiming himself, which was a simple diagram of the puncture of Bao Yaoyao's brain blood clot. There were two puncture paths on it with some corrections made with a red pen.
The other is a simplified diagram of the delivery path of radioactive particle rod puncture for a patient's skull base tumor.
Qi Yue introduced: "Zhiming, I asked Dr. You and Dr. Chu to review the blood clot puncture path you designed."
"They said the paths you designed were all good, but that changing two of them would be less likely to cause brain damage."
After a pause, Qi Yue continued, "The other one is of the patient with skull base tumor who was transferred from Jingcheng Hospital."
"The placement point of the radioactive particle rod and the puncture path were determined jointly by Doctor You and Doctor Chu."
Yu Zhiming said, "Who is Doctor Chu?"
Qi Yue smiled and explained, "It's Dr. Chu Hong, a neurosurgeon at Jingcheng Hospital. He hopes to work with Dr. You to participate in the treatment of these two patients."
Yu Zhiming said casually, "Okay."
He pondered for a moment and said, "Let's schedule one operation this evening and the other in the evening."
Qi Yue uttered an "oh" and then said, "Two patients with advanced cancer transferred from Jingcheng Hospital will arrive this afternoon."
"Zhiming, can you put them in the center's ward and perform the surgery there?"
He further explained: "The current situation of our center is that we have a large number of medical staff and relatively few beds. We need some high-income-generating treatment projects to maintain a balance between income and expenditure."
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "No problem. From now on, I will try my best to arrange for these self-funded advanced cancer patients to stay at the center."
Qi Yue smiled with satisfaction and said, "Zhiming, let me tell you a big news that just happened."
"Jingcheng Hospital has acquired the Binhai Renai International Medical Center and is establishing the Binhai branch of Jingcheng Hospital."
Yu Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Are you coming for me?"
Qi Yue analyzed: "That should be the case. You have always been reluctant to go to the capital because of the distance and time."
"Binhai Ren'ai International Medical Center is only a 40-50 minute drive from Junshan Mansion where you live."
Yu Zhiming grinned and said, "Is it really that serious? Building a decent branch in Binhai would require at least several hundred million in investment, right?"
"They said they'd invest 600 million within three years!"
Qi Yue introduced it and said, "Jingcheng Hospital has been developing for thirty or forty years. It has such a loud reputation in the industry and has no shortage of patients. It must have had expansion plans."
"This sudden and decisive action must have been both necessary and in line with the situation..."
Around noon, Yu Zhiming received lunch from home, which was delivered by Qing Ning herself.
She first touched Yu Zhiming's arms and legs, then let out a long breath.
"I was scared to death when I heard the news that the car was hit. Fortunately, you were not in the car at the time."
Qing Ning looked at Zhou Mo, who was setting out lunch, and added, "I'm glad Momo wasn't driving at the time."
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "If Zhou Mo was driving, it should be fine. If she had driven faster or slower, she might have missed the collision with the cement mortar truck."
"Doctor Yu..."
Zhou Mo straightened up and said solemnly, "What if this incident wasn't an accident? What if the other party's purpose was to create an accident and destroy you?"
Yu Zhiming questioned, "Didn't the investigation say that the driver lost control due to a sudden attack of gallstones?"
Qing Ning reminded: "Unless it's a suicide attack, the bad guys will definitely think of a way to get away with it before doing anything bad."
Zhou Mo also said: "Doctor Yu, my main responsibility is to protect your safety. I must doubt everything related to you from the perspective of the greatest malice..."
The three of them sat at the coffee table and had lunch together.
The lunch brought by Qing Ning included braised fish fillets, stir-fried beef with green onions, boiled chicken and vegetable salad.
The soup is Cordyceps and Pigeon Soup, and the staple food is Crab Roe Fried Rice.
The three of them ate and chatted, and Yu Zhiming briefly talked about the establishment of the Binhai branch of Jingcheng Hospital.
Qing Ning frowned and said, "This incident should have a greater impact on Ning'an Hospital, which is also a private hospital."
"Zhiming, they are obviously coming for you."
Yu Zhiming stated, "Don't worry, given the relationship between us, I naturally favor Ning'an Hospital."
Qing Ning chuckled and added, "A good ironsmith must be strong himself. If Ning'an Hospital wants to compete with Jingcheng Hospital, it can't rely solely on your care, Zhiming. It also needs a group of capable doctors."
Yu Zhiming took a sip of his soup and said, "Ning'an Hospital has hired more than a dozen young and middle-aged doctors since the Spring Festival."
“How are they doing?”
Qing Ning replied, "My brother said that their foundation and abilities are good, but they are limited by their previous experience and there is still a lot of room for improvement."
"First, let them work in the hospital for a period of time to test their character, and then gradually arrange for them to go abroad or to Huashan Hospital or Jiaotong University Affiliated Hospital for further studies for a period of time..."
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It was a call from Wei Hao from the Municipal Bureau...
"Doctor Yu, the mortar truck driver did have gallstones, and they've been removed through surgery."
After a pause, Wei Hao continued on the phone, "After our investigation, we found that the route you take to work is not the normal route of the mortar truck. It was just that a rear-end collision occurred on the mortar truck's original route this morning, causing the road to be blocked."
"The mortar truck driver decided to take a detour at the last minute and ended up driving on the road you take to work."
Hearing this, Yu Zhiming said softly: "Every accident is often the result of a series of small accidents and small oversights."
"The rear-end collision caused traffic jams and detours, and there was also a sudden attack of gallstones, but so far, everything is still within normal limits."
Wei Hao continued, "We also found out that the mortar truck driver stopped by the roadside and inspected the truck for more than ten minutes."
Hearing this, Yu Zhiming felt something was wrong.
This morning, because of the child who took the wrong medicine, Yu Zhiming went out nearly twenty minutes later than usual.
The mortar truck driver's stop for maintenance seemed more like a way to buy time and wait for Yu Zhiming's ride to arrive.
"Doctor Yu, not only us, but also comrades from other units are investigating this matter."
"We will definitely investigate thoroughly."
At the end of the call, Wei Hao told Yu Zhiming that the man's wife had not been found to be a suspect in the death caused by cardiac arrest after beating his chest and falling unconscious...
After four o'clock in the afternoon, two cancer patients transferred from Jingcheng Hospital rushed to the Zhizhen Building of Huashan Hospital.
Accompanied by oncologist Dr. Tang Jianxiong, Yu Zhiming performed physical examinations on the two people in a soundproof examination room.
One of them had a recurrence of stomach cancer at the age of 53, and the other had a recurrence of intestinal cancer at the age of 61.
The two of them are in pretty good physical condition, still have some fat on their bodies, and can still walk.
The examination results are pretty good and both patients have the opportunity for surgery.
The surgery for these two people is scheduled for tomorrow, and the specific surgical arrangements will be handled by Dr. Tang.
When Yu Zhiming came out of the soundproof operating room, he saw nurse Jian Qin and the timid young nurse Yuan Youlin coming towards him.
"Doctor Yu, Bao Yaoyao is missing."
Yu Zhiming frowned and asked, "What do you mean by 'can't find'? How can a living person disappear?"
Yuan Youlin said with a bitter face, "Doctor Yu, the surgery is going to be in the evening, so she can't eat or drink."
"She was like a child, with no self-control, so I took away all the food and drinks in her cupboard. Not only that, I also visited her in the ward from time to time."
"Just a few minutes ago, I went to the ward and found that she was gone."
"Our place is so small, I looked for her twice but couldn't find her."
"I guess she might have gone upstairs."
Yu Zhiming glared at Yuan Youlin and criticized her, "You can even let a living person run away just because you're looking at him. You're really something."
As he spoke, he walked towards the ward area.
There are three wards on the third underground floor, namely a single room, a double room and a triple room, for a total of six wards.
Bao Yaoyao was arranged in a single room, and the other two wards are now occupied by patients.
Yu Zhiming first took a look at the empty single room, and then came to the public toilet area.
This is the only place where people can hide.
Yu Zhiming pushed the door open and entered the women's bathroom. He looked up at the door as he heard the sound of his heartbeat.
Holy shit…
At the corner of the ceiling, Bao Yaoyao was supporting herself with her hands and feet on one wall each, with her body tucked into the angle formed by the two walls and the ceiling.
How did she do it?
Monkeys can’t do that either, right?
Yu Zhiming also noticed that she was still biting a small, unopened cake in her mouth.
Jian Qin and Yuan Youlin, who followed Yu Zhiming in, couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene.
Just as they were about to speak, Yu Zhiming stopped them by waving his hand and asked them to leave first.
Yu Zhiming could see the tension and fear in Bao Yaoyao's eyes, and tried to make his voice gentle.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
"Can you please come down first?"
Bao Yaoyao stared at Yu Zhiming hesitantly for a while, then moved her hands and feet and climbed down the wall like a gecko to the ground.
She hid the cake behind her and said with a timid and pleading look on her face, "They won't let me eat."
“I’m hungry!”
"I'm strong and not afraid of getting tired. I can do any work. Just let me eat, okay?"
These words made Yu Zhiming feel an indescribable bitterness.
He asked softly, "Do you believe me?"
Bao Yaoyao hesitated for a moment and said, "You didn't hit me, nor did you steal my food. You're not a bad person."
Yu Zhiming smiled and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Bao Yaoyao licked her lips and said, "I want to eat meat, chicken legs, lots of meat, lots of chicken legs."
Yu Zhiming said softly, "Let's be patient and not eat for now. Then I'll take you to eat lots of meat and chicken legs."
"OK?"
"Really?" Bao Yaoyao's eyes lit up.
Yu Zhiming stretched out his hand and said, "Really? We can make a pinky promise."
Bao Yaoyao bit her lip and said, "Don't make a pinky promise, touch your head."
"Okay, let's meet."
Yu Zhiming didn't know what forehead-touching was, but under Bao Yaoyao's guidance, he and Bao Yaoyao touched their foreheads three times.
Then, Bao Yaoyao handed the small cake to Yu Zhiming with great trust, and took his hand and left the bathroom together...
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