medical treatment

Chapter 127 High-sounding
The next morning, Yu Zhiming rode his bicycle and arrived at the shanty town about 10 minutes earlier than usual.

At a glance, he saw Luo Qing waiting at the fork in the alley, wearing a plain and elegant dress like willows in the wind.

"Morning, Luo Qing!"

"Doctor Yu, good morning!"

Yu Zhiming took over the big bag containing medical imaging films from Luo Qing's hand.

"I guess it will take a day or two before I get back to you."

Luo Qing said with a slight smile: "Doctor Yu, don't worry, I'm very patient, it's important that you do your own work first..."

Yu Zhiming hurried back to the big office of the Qiyue Medical Research Center, changed into a white coat, put on a work card, and signed in on the work tablet.

Afterwards, he sat at his desk, took out the half-written self-criticism from his briefcase, and started writing at his desk.

It was too late to return to the residence from the emergency room last night.

Yu Zhiming had no choice but to use the time he spent reading and studying this morning to write the review.

However, he had never written this thing before, so he didn't know how to write it for a while, so he had to watch a few example essays on the Internet first.

After Yu Zhiming grasped the essentials and spirit of writing from the sample essays, he made appropriate changes according to his own actual situation, and a review book with profound understanding took shape initially.

It's just the morning time, which is a little short.

After Yu Zhiming had no choice but to return to the office, he hurriedly wrote out the second half of the review before the thoughts in his mind disappeared...

He was so absorbed in writing that he lost his mind. It wasn't until he finished writing and signed his name in a fluttering manner at the end that he realized that Zhou Mo was standing beside him.

Zhou Mo looked at Yu Zhiming's self-criticism, she was still holding a rag in her right hand, and subconsciously wiped the pot of green jade tree on Yu Zhiming's desk back and forth.

Zhou Mo said, and he did it.

Nearly a month has passed, and the eucalyptus green plants given to Yu Zhiming have become more green under her care.

Yu Zhiming shook the three letters full of words in his hands, and asked, "What do you think?"

"Is your misunderstanding of yourself deep enough?"

Zhou Mo nodded, and said: "The feelings are sincere, from the bottom of my heart, understanding is in place, and the review book is excellent."

"It's just this handwriting, which is hard to describe."

Zhou Mo pointed out the shortcomings tactfully, and then suggested: "Why don't I print it out for you and sign it yourself?"

Yu Zhiming looked at his handwriting that looked like a bad boy, and said, "Handwritten is more sincere."

"There's nothing you can do about ugly characters. I didn't practice well when I was a child, and I can't correct it now."

"Anyway, the task is completed, so be it."

Yu Zhiming put away the review book, and Zhou Mo's lowered voice sounded next to his ear.

"Doctor Yu, I heard that you were diagnosed with cancer when the director of the psychiatry department, Dr. Chi Yan, gave you psychological counseling?"

"Has it spread?" Yu Zhiming asked back.

Zhou Mo nodded and said: "Well, it has spread in the work group! Doctor Chi, esophageal cancer, early stage."

"That, that, can I ask, why did you go to psychological counseling again?"

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids and glanced at her, and asked bluntly, "You still ask me what's wrong?"

"Didn't you sue Teacher Qi, saying that the way I dissected the pathological organs was abnormal and scary?"

This……

Zhou Mo immediately turned into a big red face.

She explained embarrassingly: "I'm a girl, and I'm not a medical major. I'm naturally scared when I see you chop up those human organs."

"It's not my fault."

"Although I have been working in the hospital for two years, I have never seen such a bloody and disgusting scene."

Yu Zhiming waved his hands and said, "So, I don't blame you."

"In the future, I'll be in the laboratory, and if you come to me for something else, just call me outside the door."

"I can hear you."

Zhou Mo snorted, and then asked with concern: "Doctor Yu, do you still need to go for psychological counseling?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "No need."

"The doctor Chi said that I am mentally healthy and do not need psychological counseling at all."

These words made Zhou Mo secretly heave a sigh of relief...

After Mr. Qi's room round in the morning, Yu Zhiming went back to the big office, took out the three MRI images of Luo Qing, and glanced at them first.

He noticed that these MRI images were taken at Binhai Huiming Eye Hospital two years ago.

Yu Zhiming put the image on the wall viewing light.

He carefully examined these three sets of cranial optic nerve images, and his heart sank again and again.

The situation is very bad.

In the image, it can be clearly seen that the optic nerve is torn from the root and the brain.

There are many blood clots of different sizes that have not yet ablated at the site of the tear.

It can be seen how serious the injury in this area was at the beginning, and there are still a large number of blood clots that overflowed.

"Brain tumor?"

Yu Zhiming turned his head to look at Zhou Mo who was beside him, and replied, "No, those are blood clots, big and small."

"This image mainly shows an injury to the optic nerve, which is almost completely torn from the brain connection..."

Speaking of this, Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped.

He seemed to say the word "almost," implying that the optic nerve should still be partly connected to the brain.

Yu Zhiming turned his attention to the image again, and found that a part of the area was blocked by blood clots.

From this image, he couldn't tell whether the connection between the optic nerve and the brain was completely torn.

Suddenly, Yu Zhiming knew why he subconsciously judged that it was "almost" instead of completely torn.

Nerves are elastic.

If it is completely torn, it will shrink, not like it is now. After a few years, the length of the optic nerve in the image still remains the same.

This little discovery gave Yu Zhiming a little hope.

The possibility of Luo Qing regaining some vision has not completely disappeared.

Yu Zhiming excitedly pulled Teacher Qi over from the next office to look at the images, and told him his little discovery and analysis.

Qi Yue knew that this was Yu Zhiming's own experience, which made him have an unusual and sympathetic sense of empathy for this girl who was accidentally blind.

Although Qi Yue didn't want to extinguish this kid's hope, he still had to remind him to seek truth from facts.

"Zhiming, the optic nerve you think may still be partially connected, I agree, it does exist."

"But the girl's injury is so serious, and so many years have passed, let alone the possibility of recovering part of her eyesight, or even her sense of light, I think it is quite slim."

"I suggest you, don't waste your time."

Yu Zhiming insisted abnormally: "Teacher, as long as there is hope and possibility, you need to try."

"Blind people, especially those who are accidentally blind like Luo Qing, have a strong desire to see the light again, which is difficult for outsiders to understand."

"Unless it is [-]% hopeless, I personally think that Luo Qing will not give up treatment."

"Patients don't give up, so naturally I can't give up."

Qi Yue saw that he couldn't persuade her, so he asked instead: "Then how do you plan to help her?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment, and said, "First confirm her current optic nerve injury."

"The resolution of this nuclear magnetic image is a bit low, and it was made two years ago."

"Dean Gu boasted that Ning'an's MRI machine is the most advanced in the country. If Luo Qing agrees, I will take her to Ning'an for another examination."

"According to the inspection situation, we will make the next step plan."

Qi Yue asked again: "An important question, money."

"Does the girl and her family have enough money to receive relevant examinations and treatment?"

"Or, you generously donate to her?"

this……

Eye-related examinations and treatments are quite expensive.

Apart from other things, during the two or three years when Yu Zhiming's eyesight gradually recovered, he never stopped taking nutritional supplements and medicines.

During that time, it greatly dragged down the living standards of my family and my sister's family.

Yu Zhiming thought about it and said, "I'll ask her about her financial situation first. If it's not very good, I'll have the cheek to apply for some discounts and sponsorships for her."

"You don't pay yourself?" Qi Yue asked amusedly.

Yu Zhiming said righteously: "With my personal financial resources, I can help one or two people, but I can't help more people."

"As a doctor, working hard to improve medical skills so that more patients do not take detours, and getting a diagnosis and recovery from me is my greatest charity as a doctor."

Zhou Mo, who was standing aside, tried hard to keep his face sullen, not to laugh.

This guy thought how much he cared about the patients, but when he encountered a real problem like real money, he immediately showed his true colors and shrank back.

He also said so high-sounding, there is no one else...

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