medical treatment

Chapter 1299: Do You Want Treatment?

"Is there anything abnormal in the physical examination data?!"

Yu Zhiming knew his physical condition well and was quite confident. He was known for his ability to see the big picture from the small details. It would be ridiculous if he couldn't even grasp his own physical condition.

"Teacher, is it an endocrine problem?"

Yu Zhiming was unable to directly detect data in this area. He could only wait until the situation became serious enough and had obvious effects on all aspects of the body, and then detect it from the side.

Qi Yue nodded and said, "It's this problem. The dopamine and adrenaline levels in your body are obviously too high."

"Of course, the measurement data may have been affected by unexpected factors. We need to test it again tomorrow morning. We also need to do a detailed inspection of endocrine-related items."

Yu Zhiming let out a light "oh" and thought to himself that he would have to have his blood drawn on an empty stomach again tomorrow morning.

"still have a question……"

Qi Yue glanced at Qing Ning, who was lying on the bed with a worried look on her face. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Zhi Ming, your reproductive ability, or more precisely, your mirror, is weak."

This surprised Yu Zhiming very much.

Why is the mirror weak? This is one of the main causes of male infertility.

Qi Yue saw Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning, and Zhou Mo staring at him with wide eyes, and explained: "It's just slightly weaker than the normal level, and it hasn't reached the level of low vitality defined by the medical definition."

Low mirror activity, also known as asthenospermia, refers to a normal number of mirrors with forward moving mirrors less than 32%.

Yu Zhiming asked: "Teacher, how many forward-moving mirrors were detected?"

Qi Yue said softly, "About thirty-five."

Well, this is very close to number thirty-two. Yu Zhiming's expression drooped and he looked very depressed.

Qi Yue turned his gaze to Qing Ning and further explained: "The low vitality of this mirror will affect fertility, but it does not mean that women cannot conceive. It just makes the probability of women getting pregnant lower."

Qing Ning let out a long sigh and said, "I understand now. Others can succeed once in ten times, but Zhi Ming may need thirty or fifty times."

"It's no big deal. If the quality isn't good enough, then we can make up for it with quantity. It's not like our Zhiming doesn't have the ability to do so."

Yu Zhiming grinned when he heard this.

Qing Ning is really confused due to the fever. Why is he saying such big truths?

Qi Yue laughed, expressed some concern about Qing Ning's sandfly fever, and then left.

Shen Yiyi stayed.

"Doctor Yu, Dr. Zeke Rein of Cambridge Hospital said that in addition to the little girl's heart deformity correction surgery, he would like to have more medical exchanges and cooperation with you."

"For example, the heart removal surgery with cardiac lavage. Also, he has a few patients that he would like you to examine."

At this time, Yu Zhiming was still thinking about the weak vitality of his mirror, and did not think much about what Shen Yiyi said. He replied perfunctorily: "Okay, discuss the specific arrangements with Zhou Mo."

Shen Yiyi smiled and said, "Doctor Yu, the director has seen your physical examination data and said that the data is quite good overall."

"Especially your kidney function, it's really strong."

Shen Yiyi looked at Qing Ning and said with a joking smile: "So, I know that what you said is not an exaggeration. Doctor Yu does have absolute strength in that area."

Yu Zhiming's expression suddenly became serious, and he asked, "Doctor Shen, is there anything else?"

"No more, no more." Shen Yiyi replied with a smile, and quickly left the office tactfully.

Yu Zhiming lowered the head of Qingning's bed a little and arranged some pillows for her.

"You need to rest more and talk less now."

Qing Ning pursed his lips and said, "I'm not exaggerating. I'm just telling the truth. And it's a compliment."

Yu Zhiming was a little speechless. He looked at Zhou Mo who was trying to hold back his laughter and said, "Zhou Mo, you can go back. Qingning's condition is not serious. You don't need to stay by her side all night." Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "I'll talk to Qingning and help her relieve some of her physical discomfort."

"Besides, I have to come back tomorrow morning. It's not troublesome enough. And I also brought a set of change of clothes and toiletries when I came here this time."

When Yu Zhiming heard her say this, he didn't insist anymore.

It was not yet eight o'clock in the evening. Seeing that Qing Ning did not need any special care, Yu Zhiming sat behind his desk and picked up a medical journal to read...

At this moment, Qi Yue, who had left Zhizhen Building earlier, did not go home, but was in a small conference room in the Department of Neurology, consulting with several medical experts in the hospital on Yu Zhiming's physical examination data.

Dr. Zhang Zhengping, director of the Department of Neurology, tapped the conference table with his fingers and said, "Abnormalities in endocrine secretions such as dopamine and adrenaline are not a big deal compared to Dr. Yu's old brain injury."

"Everyone, please take a look..."

Doctor Zhang pointed to several faintly visible marks on a set of CT images of the brain.

"This is a brain scan of Dr. Yu using the hospital's latest ultra-high-definition CT scan."

"From this CT scan, we can clearly see the injuries that Dr. Yu suffered in the accident in his early years."

Zhang Zhengping pointed to a dozen or so small bright spots on the image and continued, "We can also see that there are still blood clots in Dr. Yu's brain that have not yet resolved."

"Judging from the remaining marks, Dr. Yu was seriously injured in his early years. I think it is a miracle that Dr. Yu survived without any sequelae of brain injury."

An endocrinologist said, "How come there are no sequelae? Doctor Yu has been blind for more than ten years."

He speculated, "Perhaps Dr. Yu's hypersensitivity to sound is also a sequelae of that accident?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Zhang Zhengping pointed to an area on the brain image and said, "There are actually two traces of injury in Dr. Yu's auditory center. So, it is possible that his super-sensitive hearing is the sequelae of that serious accident."

The endocrinologist who had just spoken smiled and said, "This is probably a blessing in disguise. Doctor Yu got a blessing in disguise."

Qi Yue said in a deep voice: "Director Zhang, if you have any findings, just tell us directly. Zhiming is not here."

Zhang Zhengping said slowly: "That serious accident made Dr. Yu's brain much more fragile than other people's."

"The reason why Dr. Yu doesn't drink is not because he doesn't know how to drink, but because he can't drink and doesn't dare to drink."

Zhang Zhengping picked up a marking pen and marked several places on several brain images.

"From the marks of injury and blood clots from these past few times, it seems that Doctor Yu's brain and blood vessels have been seriously damaged and are quite fragile."

"There is a possibility of rupture and bleeding again."

"The point is this..."

Zhang Zhengping pointed to a boldly marked area in the auditory center and said, "Based on the images here and my experience, I guess that there is a high probability that the small blood vessels in the area that Doctor Yu found are distorted."

"Are you talking about the abnormal vascular mass?" Qi Yue's expression froze.

Zhang Zhengping nodded and said, "It's quite possible. I suggest that Dr. Yu undergo a cerebral angiography."

After a pause, he said with a worried look on his face, "Doctor Yu's brain is already fragile, and angiography has certain side effects."

“That’s not the most important thing…”

Zhang Zhengping said slowly: "If small vascular malformations are found as I guessed, should they be treated?"

"This area is Dr. Yu's auditory center. If Dr. Yu loses his super-sensitive hearing ability after treatment..."

Zhang Zhengping stopped talking halfway.

The small conference room immediately became quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop...

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