medical treatment

Chapter 1348 I suggest you accept this challenge

The next day, Thursday, Yu Zhiming arrived at the Zhizhen Building of Huashan Hospital ten minutes earlier than usual and met Ning Lan who was already waiting in the big office.

"Good morning, Dr. Yu!"

Yu Zhiming looked at Ning Lan who stood up to greet him. He saw that she was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but she was more nervous than yesterday, and even her voice was trembling when she greeted him.

"Come in with me!"

Yu Zhiming took Ning Lan into the soundproof office, and then they sat on the sofa in the reception area, acting as host and guest.

"Hold out your hand, I need to check your hand!"

Ning Lan was stunned for a moment before she understood and quickly stretched out her right hand.

"Both hands!" Yu Zhiming said it more clearly.

Ning Lan nervously stretched out her left hand.

Yu Zhiming looked at Ning Lan's hands. The proportions and shape of her hands were good, though they were a little thin.

He put on medical gloves, held Ning Lan's hands, and began to massage them.

Yu Zhiming found that Ning Lan's hand muscle fibers were thicker than those of ordinary girls, and her hand bones were denser, which showed that she had done a lot of light physical work in the past.

This made Yu Zhiming somewhat satisfied.

With the strength in Ning Lan's hands, if she works harder to train, she should be able to perform tasks such as abdominal exploration and bone-setting massage.

Yu Zhiming also noticed that Ning Lan's hands had some old cuts.

He let go of Ning Lan's hand and asked, "How did you get those old cuts on your hands?"

Ning Lan withdrew her hands and explained in a low voice: "Our handmade bamboo weaving is quite famous. These cuts were caused by learning bamboo weaving during the years when my eyesight was not good."

She added: "Later, I became more skilled at it and didn't get hurt that often. Doctor Yu, I can weave beautiful katydid cages, small flower baskets, and pen holders with my eyes closed."

"Everything I say is true and can be compiled on the spot."

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "I believe you have this ability."

After a pause, he asked again: "Your ability to sense appearance through your hands, is it innate?"

Ning Lan hesitated and said, "I don't know if it's congenital. During the years when I was blind, I used my hands to feel for things. I felt as if I saw the things I touched, and I could form images in my mind."

She added: "But the image of touching a person's face was a little blurry in my mind at first. It became clear later."

"Of course, the time of touching needs to be longer."

Yu Zhiming said "oh" and then asked, "How do you feel about your learning ability?"

Ning Lan bit her lip and said, "It's just so-so. I learned painting before the accident."

"After my eyes recovered, I picked up painting again and studied for four years. I took the college entrance examination as an art student, but my grades were terrible. For my junior college, you can go to school as long as you have a good score in the college entrance examination. I wanted to get a diploma first, and then upgrade to a bachelor's degree."

Ning Lan hummed twice, and then whispered: "I found that I overestimated myself. I couldn't learn anything in this year of college."

"Doctor Yu, I have to tell you that I am probably a little stupid and my learning ability is not very good."

Looking at Ning Lan who lowered her head, Yu Zhiming said softly: "Although I have requirements for learning ability here, what I value most is hands-on practical ability."

Ning Lan quickly raised her head and said, "Doctor Yu, I am confident in my ability to do it. There will be absolutely no problem."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "It's just that you need qualifications to work in the medical field. At least you have to be a nurse."

“So, learning is a must.”

Yu Zhiming looked at Ning Lan, whose expression was frozen, and said, "I will arrange for you to attend nursing school, and you don't have to pay for the tuition. You don't have to learn the general courses set by the nursing school, but there is one knowledge that you must master."

He stressed: "It takes a lot of proficiency."

"What knowledge?" Ning Lan asked.

Yu Zhiming said slowly: "The physiological structure of the human body is what many people understand as anatomy."

Ning Lan's eyes widened immediately and she asked timidly, "Do I need to deal with corpses every day?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "If you want to learn this knowledge well, you must deal with the cadaver teacher frequently." "Cadaver teacher?" Ning Lan asked puzzledly.

Yu Zhiming explained: "The term cadaver teacher is a respectful name for corpses that can teach us medical knowledge."

He went on to say, "You have a thorough understanding of the human body structure. With the perception of your hands, you should be able to do massage and bone setting, and adjust the fetal position of pregnant women, etc."

"If we go further, it may be possible to investigate the injury."

Yu Zhiming stood up and said seriously: "Ning Lan, I must tell you that this is not an easy road, nor is it a shortcut to life. It requires a lot of hard work and dedication."

"Another possibility is that even if you work hard and make sacrifices, you still fail to meet my expectations in the end, and the most precious three to five years of your life will be wasted."

Seeing Ning Lan wanted to speak, Yu Zhiming waved his hand to stop her and continued, "This is not a small decision. Think about it carefully and go home to discuss it with your family."

"If you are willing to accept this challenge..."

Yu Zhiming pointed at Zhou Mo beside him and said, "This is my assistant Zhou Mo. Just contact her before the end of this month..."

Ning Lan followed Zhou Mo out of the soundproof office and couldn't help asking, "Sister Zhou Mo, I have some questions..."

Zhou Mo interrupted, "Ning Lan, let's add each other's contact information. You can send your questions to my phone and I will get back to you when it's convenient."

She then persuaded him, "I have a suggestion for you. Accept this challenge. Even if you cannot meet Dr. Yu's requirements in the future, Dr. Yu will not ignore you. He will arrange for you to work in a good medical institution or company."

"The premise is that you really work hard and make sacrifices."

Zhou Mo warned: "This is very, very important. Doctor Yu is a hard-working person and cannot bear to see others wasting time and studying perfunctorily."

Ning Lan nodded vigorously and said, "Sister Zhou Mo, thank you for your advice. I will remember it..."

At nine o'clock in the morning, a skinny teenager, a middle-aged man, and several doctors in white coats appeared on the big screen in Yu Zhiming's soundproof office.

The skinny boy was Jian Che, who had previously suffered a throat injury and had his throat repaired by Dr. Adenauer.

Jian Che recovered in Huashan Hospital for a week and was then transferred back to his home hospital for rehabilitation.

Because the surgery on his throat was quite serious, it took him nearly four weeks to recover, and he only spoke for the first time today.

Yu Zhiming personally confirmed Jian Che's voice recovery through a remote video conference.

"Hello, Dr. Yu!"

"Doctor Yu, okay!"

"Good morning, everyone!"

Yu Zhiming responded to everyone on the screen with one sentence, and then said, "Let's get started."

Following his words, everyone, including Yu Zhiming, turned their eyes to the young man Jian Che.

Jian Che was visibly nervous. Not only did he clench his fists, but sweat also broke out on his forehead.

He was both looking forward to and afraid of today.

Because he was worried about affecting his recovery, he strictly followed the doctor's advice and never spoke without permission.

Today was the first time he spoke after the operation.

Jian Che moved his throat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and slowly opened his mouth...

"..."

There was air coming out of Jian Che's mouth, but no sound came out.

Jian Che knew that he was too scared and too cautious. Seeing his father looking at him worriedly, he quickly increased the force of his exhalation.

The force was too great, and there was a sharp pain in the throat, and at the same time, there was a "ah" sound...

This voice sounded so strange to Jian Che, as if an outsider was whispering in his ear, and it was a little rough and not pleasant at all.

Jian Che looked at the handsome young man in a white coat on the big screen, and his vision suddenly became blurred.

This sound is okay, he listened to it himself...

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