Chapter 939 Your ranking is 19th
After four operations one after another, it took Yu Zhiming five or six hours to walk out of the operating area.
Zhou Mo, who was waiting outside, felt a little bored. She went to the lounge arranged for her by the hospital, lay down on the long sofa, and watched short videos on her phone...
Suddenly, Zhou Mo heard the sound of the door being pushed open and quickly turned over and sat up.
I looked up and recognized him.
He was the middle-aged man in a suit who followed the vice president to greet Yu Zhiming and her.
In Zhou Mo's impression, this person rarely spoke, no one introduced him, and he didn't know his name or position.
Zhou Mo smiled at him friendly, then picked up his phone and started watching short videos.
The middle-aged man sat down on the sofa diagonally opposite Zhou Mo, looked at Zhou Mo, and asked, "Comrade Zhou Mo, can we chat for a moment?"
Comrade?
Zhou Mo felt a little strange about this title, so he put down his phone and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
She asked cautiously, "Before we talk, shouldn't you introduce yourself? I don't even know your name or what you do."
The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "It was my oversight. I should have introduced myself first."
As he spoke, he took out a small notebook from his inner pocket and handed it to Zhou Mo.
“This is my work ID.”
Zhou Mo reached out, took the small notebook and opened it.
The next moment, her eyes widened gradually, finally becoming as round as an owl's.
"Central...Guard...Bureau?!"
Zhou Mo turned his gaze towards the middle-aged man, and while sizing him up, he questioned, "You, a palace guard?"
"Doesn't it look like it?"
"Although I don't have much experience, I'm not that easily fooled. Just holding a work ID card, you want me to believe that you are the extremely mysterious imperial guard?"
"How is this possible?!"
The middle-aged man put away his notebook and said with a smile, "You're quite alert. So... how can you be convinced that I'm not lying to you?"
Zhou Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Officer Wei Hao from the Municipal Bureau has been in contact with Dr. Yu."
"I know he has a lot of connections, and he can even get in touch with the special departments."
"If you're not lying, you should be able to get Officer Wei to call me to verify your identity, right?"
The middle-aged man took out his phone from his pocket and nodded slightly, saying, "Not a bad verification method."
"Just to clarify, the reason Officer Wei Hao was able to contact the special unit was mainly because they wanted to get in touch with Doctor Yu through him."
Then, he dialed a number and said, "Contact Wei Hao in Binhai immediately and have him use his cell phone to contact Dr. Yu's assistant, Zhou Mo, and tell her a message."
"The person she is talking to is real."
After saying this, the middle-aged man ended the call and waited.
Two minutes later, Zhou Mo's cell phone rang.
Seeing the caller's name displayed on the phone screen, Zhou Mo couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man again and answered the call.
"Officer Wei, I'm Zhou Mo!"
"Miss Zhou, I have been ordered to tell you that the identity of the person she is talking to is real."
Zhou Mo put down his phone, sat up straight, and asked cautiously, "Leader, you came to see me specifically, is it Doctor Yu?"
The middle-aged man nodded again and said, "You have been with Doctor Yu since he came to Binhai. You must know how fast he has grown and how amazing his medical skills are."
"It's no exaggeration to say that Dr. Yu's importance cannot be matched even by five medical scholars."
"We know how important Dr. Yu is, and some hostile forces know that too. Although we have made some arrangements outside for Dr. Yu's safety, we still need someone to guard him as the last line of defense."
After a pause, he explained, "We once thought about arranging someone to be with Dr. Yu."
"Later, I discovered that you are not only a good fighter, but also have earned Dr. Yu's trust. During this time, you have been diligently doing your job of protecting Dr. Yu."
The middle-aged man met Zhou Mo's gaze and asked, "Comrade Zhou Mo, are you willing to become one of us and protect Dr. Yu full-time?"
He added: "Once you officially become one of us, you will receive systematic training, which includes the use of firearms."
"From now on, you will be authorized to carry a gun to protect Dr. Yu."
"In a critical moment, you can shoot anyone you think is a threat to Dr. Yu's safety without worrying about the consequences."
The middle-aged man waved his hand to stop Zhou Mo from speaking and said, "This is a major decision. You don't have to make your decision now. You have three days to consider it."
He said seriously, "Comrade Zhou Mo, I must tell you that once you agree, it means that your job of protecting Dr. Yu is not just a job, but a mission that you must complete even if it means sacrificing your own life."
The middle-aged man stood up and said, "Comrade Zhou Mo, our conversation today needs to be kept confidential."
"So how to decide this matter is something you need to consider on your own, and it's not good to ask others."
Zhou Mo, who stood up together, nodded and couldn't help asking, "Well, I want to ask, if I don't agree, will you let me leave Doctor Yu?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "No. We don't have that right. Either you leave on your own initiative, or Dr. Yu asks you to leave."
"However, for Dr. Yu's safety, we will find a way to arrange for someone to be by Dr. Yu's side for close protection..."
For Yu Zhiming, marking the resection range of cancerous tissue is a familiar process that does not require much brainpower, but he has no way to reduce the time it takes.
So, he entered the isolated operating area at around 2:30 in the afternoon and did not come out until after 8:00 in the evening.
Yu Zhiming politely declined the enthusiastic invitation to dinner from the deputy director of the Armed Police General Hospital and left with Zhou Mo on a stretcher.
Yu Zhiming sat in the back seat with his eyes closed for more than ten minutes when Zhou Mo's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Doctor Yu, I have something to ask you..."
Zhou Mo pondered and said, "Suppose one day I get a strange disease and it takes ten million, no, one hundred million, to save my life."
"Doctor Yu, would you be willing to pay this for me?"
Yu Zhiming replied readily, "I'm willing! One hundred million is a lot, but if I let go of my worries and make money, it will only take a year or two."
"Hey, why are you asking such a question all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Zhou Mo replied: "I'm fine, nothing is wrong. I just want to know how important I am to you."
"Being able to spend 100 million on me must be quite important, right?"
Yu Zhiming smiled and replied, "In order of importance, you rank nineteenth in my heart."
"Nineteen? How are they ranked?" Zhou Mo was very curious.
Yu Zhiming explained: "My parents, my eldest sister's family, my second sister's family, my third sister's family, my fourth sister and her husband, Qing Ning, Zeng Yan, and then you."
Zhou Mo thought for a moment and said, "Not bad. At least I'm ranked ahead of Director Qi and your godsister."
Yu Zhiming exclaimed, "How could I forget about them? Zhou Mo, I'm officially informing you that your ranking has dropped to 21st."
Zhou Mo gritted his teeth in anger and threatened, "Doctor Yu, aren't you afraid that if you're in danger, I'll be a little slow in saving you?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled softly and said, "Don't be afraid."
"Just like when I treat patients, no matter their height, weight, or condition, as long as I receive them, I will do my best."
"If I'm in danger, you'll definitely do everything you can to save me. I can be sure of that."
Zhou Mo snorted, "That's not necessarily true. If it's too dangerous, I might just run away."
"After all, it's your own life that's more important."
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "That's what I should do. It would be foolish of you to risk your own life to save me."
"One less death is always a good thing."
Zhou Mo asked to confirm: "Do you really think so?"
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "If I tell you the truth about something like this, will you believe it?"
"Under extreme circumstances, a person's thoughts and behavior may change significantly. Perhaps at that time, I became extremely selfish and spineless. Who knows."
Zhou Mo thought for a moment and said, "I think, Doctor Yu, you are a person who is consistent in what you say and what you do."
“That’s without encountering extreme circumstances.”
Yu Zhiming gave another example: "For example, if the two of us were stranded on a deserted island with only one portion of fresh water, either we would both die before rescue, or only one of us would survive."
"Who knows, I might even take ruthless action."
Zhou Mo said slowly: "Your life is more valuable than mine. In that case, I would sacrifice myself without you having to do anything."
Yu Zhiming said with a smile: "Talking about this now is meaningless except for self-admiration."
He asked again in confusion: "Zhou Mo, what's wrong with you? I suddenly feel that there is something strange about you."
"Are you in trouble again?"
Zhou Mo snorted lightly, "I just acted on a whim. It will take a few days for the situation to develop."
She sighed again, "It comes once a month, how annoying! It would be better if it came once every few months, or not at all."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Let me tell you, there are some girls whose cycles are once every three months or once every six months."
Zhou Mo said in surprise: "Once every three months? Once every six months? Is this true? Is this developmental abnormality?"
Yu Zhiming explained: "It is true. I met a woman in the county hospital in my hometown who had quarterly periods, four times a year."
"A small number of women experience irregular periods, lasting two or three months, or even six months. However, as long as the cycle is regular and the amount and color of the blood are normal, it is considered normal."
He smiled and said, "I once read an ancient Chinese medicine book that my father had. It said that women who have quarterly periods are gifted and are considered martial arts prodigies."
At this time, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.
It was a call from Luo Yu from the PLA General Hospital.
"Doctor Yu, my patient and I had a safe journey and have arrived safely at Huashan Hospital."
Yu Zhiming replied: "I understand. The heart cleansing surgery will begin at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning..."
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