Chapter 73 What should I do?
At six o'clock on Monday morning, Yu Zhiming woke up before the alarm on his electronic clock rang.
After he got up and washed up, he pulled his fourth sister out of bed and pulled her to do some aerobics together...
At half past seven, Yu Zhiming, who was studying professional books in his bedroom, was called out by his fourth sister to have breakfast.
Breakfast consists of millet and rice porridge, dumplings, boiled eggs, and a small plate of pickled cucumbers and vegetables.
As Yu Zhiming expected, his fourth sister's professional attitude had clearly declined.
After all, she is my biological sister, so I can only endure it...
After Yu Zhiming finished his breakfast, took a short rest and packed up, then went out to work.
Before leaving, he gave his sister instructions.
First, select a few bicycles online that are beautiful, comfortable, durable, and priced under 1,000 yuan.
Wait until he comes back in the evening to make a decision together...
When Yu Zhiming was riding a shared bicycle through the old shantytown-like community, he once again met the girl with a ponytail walking with a guide stick.
He didn't approach...
At 8:20, Yu Zhiming rushed to Huashan Hospital.
He first went to the Qi Yue Medical Research Center, changed into a white coat, put on his work ID, and put his work tablet into the wide pocket of his white coat. He also took a gel pen, a notepad, a water cup and other items and hurried to the emergency room.
As soon as he stepped into the emergency room hall, Yu Zhiming heard a quarrel.
In the consultation and dispatch center located at the front of the hall, a man in his forties was yelling at a head nurse.
"I'm not in any pain anymore, and I've done all the necessary tests. You can't find anything wrong with me, so why won't you let me go?"
"Today is Monday and I need to go to work."
"Do you know how much work I have to do? If I don't go to work for no reason, I will be fired."
"Did you know?"
Head nurse Zhan Qi patiently persuaded, "We will give you a sick leave note and will not let you be fired."
"Mr. Zhang, just because we haven't diagnosed any problems doesn't mean there's nothing wrong with your body."
"What's more important, work or life?"
Zhan Qi softened his tone again and continued to persuade, “In less than half an hour, the boss of our department will be here.”
"Once he has reviewed your medical records and says you can leave, then you can leave."
"Mr. Zhang, could you please wait patiently for another half an hour?"
The man surnamed Zhang said fiercely, "Then I'll wait another half an hour. If you change your mind again..."
“I will file a complaint…”
When Zhan Qi saw the man turn around and walk towards the observation room, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He finally persuaded him to go back.
At this moment, a voice sounded in her ears, "Sister Zhan, why don't you let him leave?"
"Who are you? Is it permissible to ask?"
Zhan Qi, who was working the night shift and was in a bad mood, said something directly. When she turned around, she saw a handsome face that made her feel happy.
Then, Zhan Qi noticed that the handsome young man who was half-lying over the consultation and dispatch desk was wearing a white coat.
It turns out that he is one of us.
Zhan Qi, whose mood had improved a lot, explained, "He came in around midnight and said he had severe pain in his ribs."
"We did a series of tests on him but couldn't find the specific cause, so we put him in the observation room."
"Not letting him go is our boss's order..."
Zhan Qi lowered his voice and said, "Our boss said that any middle-aged man who comes to the hospital for treatment in the middle of the night, even if the examination shows that the problem is not serious or even no problem, must be kept for observation."
"The boss said that middle-aged men, with elderly parents and young children, are particularly patient. They won't come to the hospital in the middle of the night unless they are in a lot of pain or discomfort."
"Once it comes, it means that there is a high possibility that the body is hiding a serious problem. It needs to be treated with caution and not be released easily."
Yu Zhiming deeply agrees with what the boss said. These are the words of maturity and experience.
"Sister Zhan, can I go to the observation room to check on the patient named Zhang?"
"you?"
Zhan Qi questioned and saw Yu Zhiming straighten up and look at the work badge hanging on his left chest.
"Yu Zhiming?!"
“So it’s you!”
Zhan Qi smiled and jokingly said, "You are very famous now. Now that I see you, it really proves the saying that hearing about you is not as good as meeting you in person."
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just based on your looks, I support the hospital making an exception and recruiting you."
Yu Zhiming laughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Let's go, follow Sister Zhan..."
Yu Zhiming followed Zhan Qi to the observation room where the patient named Zhang was, and saw him walking back and forth while talking on the phone.
After he finished the call, Yu Zhiming asked him to lie on the examination bed and do a simple stethoscope examination.
"Auscultation? How much does it cost?"
Yu Zhiming replied softly, "It's free, and it won't cause any discomfort to your body."
Zhan Qi also echoed: "If I can't write an invoice, I naturally won't charge you."
The man surnamed Zhang was relieved and lay down as he was told.
Yu Zhiming put on surgical gloves and placed his hand on the man's left chest through his shirt.
Not long after he put his hand down, a feeling of familiarity yet mixed with a lot of strangeness arose spontaneously.
Yu Zhiming examined it carefully for a while and then withdrew his hand.
"Mr. Zhang, you won't be able to return anytime soon. Please ask your employer for... a week's sick leave."
"You have some heart issues that need to be confirmed."
Yu Zhiming looked at Zhan Qi again and said, "Sister Zhan, please arrange to transfer Mr. Zhang to the Qi Yue Medical Research Center."
Yu Zhiming walked out of the observation room while Zhan Qi and the man looked at each other in confusion, took out his cell phone and called Teacher Qi.
"Teacher, I'm in the emergency room now."
"They have a middle-aged male patient under observation. I examined him and felt that his heart was quite similar to the last person who had cardiac arrest."
"It seems that his problem is even more serious."
As soon as Yu Zhiming finished speaking, Qi Yue's excited voice came from the phone.
“That’s wonderful.”
"Zhiming, quickly transfer the patient to the center. I'll notify that guy Wang Chunyuan."
"Last time, I had a big fall with him. This time, I must try to save some face..."
After Yu Zhiming finished the call, he saw a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with a square face, big ears, deep wrinkles and a serious expression striding towards him.
He had done some research last night and knew that this person was Dr. Zhao Shan, the director of the emergency department, chief physician, and trauma expert.
Just as Yu Zhiming was about to go forward, Zhan Qi quickly passed him and came close to Zhao Shan.
"Boss..."
Zhan Qi pointed at Yu Zhiming and lowered his voice to briefly repeat Yu Zhiming's diagnosis and instructions.
Zhao Shan raised his eyelids, glanced at Yu Zhiming without emotion, and said, "Transfer the patient to Qi Yue first."
After Zhao Shan gave his instructions, he waved to Yu Zhiming.
When the man came closer, Zhao Shan said seriously, "Doctor Yu, whether you work in the emergency department for a day or an hour, you must follow our rules and obey unified dispatches. Do you understand?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "I understand. Now, you are my boss. I will definitely follow your orders."
Zhao Shan snorted softly.
"Doctor Yu, this isn't a county hospital. Our outpatient volume is very high. On average, each doctor has to see a patient every three to five minutes."
"Can you?"
Yu Zhiming replied cautiously, "Boss, I may not be able to adapt for a while. Can you give me fewer patients for now?"
Zhao Shan actually felt a little appreciative of Yu Zhiming's seemingly weak response.
Departments often send young talents with potential to him for training.
Many people start out acting all cocky, but only after being slapped in the face by reality do they learn to be humble and respectful.
"I'll let them make the arrangements as they see fit."
Zhao Shan replied, and then Yu Zhiming said, "Boss, I'm good at auscultation and percussion, so I need a quiet place."
"Can I..."
Zhao Shan interrupted impatiently, "I'll arrange it for you. I have a lot of things to do, and I have to hand over my shift."
"What should you do first..."
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