Chapter 237: Apologizing
Around 6:30 in the evening, Yu Zhiming returned to his rented villa and saw several waiters setting up dinner in the restaurant on the first floor.
The aroma of mutton rushed into my nose.
After the waiter left, Yu Zhiming, Yu Xiangwan, Fu Xiaoxue, Gu Qingning and Zeng Yan sat down at the table and started eating.
Yu Zhiming drank the delicious milky white mutton soup and recounted the experience of being taken to the big villa by Yan Ling.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xiaoxue beamed and said smugly, "That guy was smart enough to confess and take all the blame on himself."
"Hey, uncle, aren't you afraid that they will insist that it was an accident caused by mistake?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled, looking confident that he could take charge of the situation.
"As soon as I walked into the villa and saw Dr. You there, I knew they had something to ask of me."
"So, I exposed the conflict first."
"If they don't tell the truth, and others try to cover it up, then our relationship will be ruined. I won't treat people with such low standards."
Yu Xiangwan laughed and said, "That's what you call being fearless."
Yu Zhiming said with a hint of pride, "Dr. You's skills in neurosurgery are among the best in the country."
"He's here, and he called me over..."
"This shows that the problem is quite difficult. I am not absolutely necessary, but I am desperately needed."
"In this situation, I have to take advantage of the opportunity to vent my anger and take advantage of them."
Gu Qingning felt a strong sense of being protected and happy. This was Zhiming venting her anger.
She blinked her sparkling eyes and said, "That guy was quite clear-headed. He didn't act like a fool with that woman and confessed everything on his own initiative."
"Hey, did you tell me at the end what the punishment would be?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "No, he just said that he would definitely give me a satisfactory explanation."
"I guess they will still investigate and confirm the facts before taking any action."
Yu Zhiming smiled again and said, "I guess the punishment will be quite severe. If they don't satisfy me, they will definitely worry about whether I can do my best during the operation."
Gu Qingning asked again, "Zhiming, are you sure about the old man's spinal tumor?"
Yu Zhiming's expression became solemn.
"The tumor has a complex morphology and is entangled with the spinal cord and intervertebral nerves. The surgical risk is very high."
"I can only say that I will try my best, but I can't say that I am sure of it."
Gu Qingning uttered an "oh" and said softly, "If it weren't complicated or difficult, they wouldn't ask you for anything..."
After a delicious mutton dinner, Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning took the two little ones to the lakeside building complex, saying they were going to the small cinema to watch a movie.
Yu Zhiming went to the bedroom, sat at the desk, took out paper and a sketch pen, and began to draw the tumor in Mr. Cao's cervical and lumbar vertebrae.
He stayed in the big villa for more than an hour. Apart from resolving the conflict at the beginning, he spent most of the rest of the time exploring Mr. Cao's intraspinal tumor.
What Yu Zhiming is going to draw now is not the simple diagram that he used to draw, which only marks the location of the lesion.
What he wanted to draw was a three-dimensional perspective view of the tumor with as much detail as possible.
In the words of Dr. You Weixian, no matter how accurate the imaging is, it is not as accurate as Yu Zhiming's exploration.
Given the complexity of Mr. Cao's tumor and the high risk of surgery, You Weixian needed the most accurate tumor image to design and optimize the placement of the radioactive particle rod and the puncture path.
What Yu Zhiming has to do now is to draw the three-dimensional picture of the tumor that he has discovered and constructed in his mind on paper with the pen in his hand.
This is a technical and meticulous job...
Time flows by unnoticed with the subtle sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.
The sound of a glass of water being gently placed on the desk woke Yu Zhiming up, and he was shocked to find that it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.
He picked up the water glass and drank half of it in a big gulp, then glanced at Gu Qingning who was admiring his paintings.
"What movie are you watching?"
"Yang Jian, the animated film."
Gu Qingning replied briefly, then said, "Zhiming, I didn't expect you to have such amazing sketching skills."
“It’s so detailed and realistic.”
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "You don't even know what a tumor looks like, so how can you tell if it's realistic?"
Gu Qingning also smiled and said, "Through intuition."
"And your selfless devotion."
"Even the noise of me entering the room didn't wake you up. This must be unusual for you with your keen hearing, right?"
Yu Zhiming stood up and moved his wrists, shoulders, and waist in turn.
"It's mainly because they're familiar with your footsteps, breathing, and other movements. Their subconscious mind thinks they're not a threat and don't need to be alert."
"If a stranger came in, perhaps I would have noticed it as soon as he entered the villa."
Gu Qingning's mouth corners curled up happily and her eyebrows fluttered.
"Zhiming, you can draw a portrait, right? How about I be your model tomorrow and draw one for you?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "This isn't a sketch by an art student. It doesn't focus on aesthetics, but on authenticity and accurate placement."
"It's definitely going to look weird if I draw a portrait using my usual sketching habits, so I'd better forget it."
Gu Qingning uttered a soft "oh" but didn't insist. She then said, "Zhi Ming, we brought back some food. Would you like to eat with us?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "I just need to add a few more details to complete my sketch of the tumor."
"Just go to sleep then."
He couldn't help but tease, "You're all afraid of getting fat, but you can't control your mouths."
"Don't you know that a horse cannot grow fat without night grass?"
Gu Qingning smiled and said, "Doesn't someone like the feeling of fleshy flesh?"
"Look at me, have I gained a lot of weight?"
As she spoke, Gu Qingning tightened her shirt at the back and straightened her fairly impressive chest.
Yu Zhiming took one glance, and then another.
It's true, after taking a closer look, Yu Zhiming actually discovered that compared to his previous memory, Gu Qingning had indeed grown some flesh.
At least, there are no visible rib marks.
Yu Zhiming objectively commented: "There has been some progress, but overall she is still a little thin."
"Hey, are you feeling a little tummy-y?"
"Hey, don't breathe..."
Yu Zhiming was about to check it out, but Gu Qingning had already run out...
Fu Xiaoxue came running in again, her little mouth greasy and a roasted pig's trotter in her hand.
"Uncle, you really don't want to eat?"
Yu Zhiming said with a look of disgust: "It's almost time to go to bed, and you're still eating such greasy food?"
Fu Xiaoxue chuckled and said, "Uncle, I've only been indulging myself these past few days. Once I'm back at school, eating in the cafeteria every day, and having heavy study loads, I'll definitely lose weight."
After a moment, the smile disappeared from her face.
"My brother asked me to pay more attention to my roommate Liu Yiyi. She told me tonight that her father and mother have separated and are preparing for a divorce."
Yu Zhiming groaned and said, "Divorce is a normal and common thing nowadays. I heard that the number of divorces every year is almost catching up with the number of marriages!"
Fu Xiaoxue pursed her lips and said, "Getting married and then getting divorced, it's better not to get married at all."
She took another bite of the pig's trotter and asked vaguely, "Uncle, will you marry Sister Qing Ning?"
Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I don't know now."
He waved his hand again and said, "Let's go out and eat. I have to work..."
The next morning, Yu Zhiming got up at six o'clock as usual.
After washing up, Yu Zhiming came to the flat open space outside the villa and did exercises while breathing fresh air.
He was halfway through his aerobics when Zeng Yan ran out, neatly dressed, and started doing aerobics with him.
"Why are you up so early?"
"Uncle, since I have decided to study medicine, I must develop good self-discipline habits."
"I decided to get up at six o'clock every day, no matter if it's cold or hot, or if I'm in school or on vacation!"
Zeng Yan said with high morale: "If I can't do this well, how can I cope with the heavy workload of medical school and the arduous hospital work in the future?"
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Regardless of whether you can become a doctor or not, developing good self-discipline habits will be beneficial and not harmful."
Zeng Yan hummed, and then said softly: "Uncle, after discussing with my parents, I will drop out of school and go home to retake the college entrance examination."
"I will try to get into Jiaotong University School of Medicine next year."
Yu Zhiming stopped his calisthenics and asked, "Have you decided to drop out of school?"
Zeng Yan also stopped exercising and said breathlessly, "Uncle, if I don't drop out and take the college entrance exam again, how can I get into medical school?"
Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and said, "Don't drop out of school impulsively. Wait until you truly understand the ups and downs of being a doctor and have your parents' strong support before you do so..."
As he said this, Yu Zhiming heard footsteps.
He turned his head and saw three people coming out from the cover of trees about ten meters away and walking towards the villa.
Zeng Yan also saw them and her little mouth couldn't help but open.
The next moment, she rushed into the villa.
"Auntie, Sister Qingning, Xiaoxue, hurry up and get up! Those people are here to apologize..."
He really was asking for forgiveness.
There were women with delicate makeup, tall and thin men with bare upper bodies, and short and fat men, all of whom had five or six fresh branches with leaves on their backs tied.
Especially tall and thin men, their bodies are covered with walnut-sized red or blue patches.
It looks like a small cupping treatment has been done all over the body.
Only when they came closer did Yu Zhiming see clearly that the red or blue patches were actually skin bruises.
Is this a case of giving someone a taste of their own medicine by hitting him with a golf ball?
When these three guys came to the front of the villa with their heads down and reluctantly, Yu Xiangwan, Gu Qingning and Fu Xiaoxue also rushed out of the villa in their pajamas and slippers.
The tall and thin man who came closer looked up at Yu Zhiming and the others, his face flushed red, and he bent down.
"I, Ding Shaoyong, come here to apologize for yesterday's mistakes and offenses..."
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