medical treatment

Time flies, and another night has passed.

Yu Zhiming woke up at six in the morning due to his biological clock. As soon as he got out of bed, his cell phone rang.

It's Ding Ye calling...

"Teacher, did I wake you up?"

"If you have something to say, just say it and don't talk nonsense!" Yu Zhiming urged.

Ding Ye on the other end of the call first chuckled twice before saying, "Teacher, I have reached an agreement with the German guy. I can select four cultural relics from the treasures he left behind. I will contact the museum's cultural relic experts tomorrow to select the cultural relics."

"Next week, I will accompany that German back to his country to receive treatment from you, teacher."

"Are you coming back too?" Yu Zhiming interrupted and asked.

Ding Ye said, "I miss home, I miss you, the delicious food in Binhai, and I want to send the cultural relics back to you. And the German guy said he will pay for the round-trip air tickets."

Yu Zhiming said, "Oh!" and suddenly thought of something, and reminded, "Since you are bringing cultural relics back with you, contact the customs and local authorities first, so as not to get into trouble due to procedural issues."

Ding Ye said, "This cultural relic is the legal private property of the German guy. There will be no problem with the procedures."

The next moment, she flattered him again: "Hey, teacher, your performance at the charity gala was very brilliant, and was no less impressive than those big-name stars."

Yu Zhiming said with a hint of pride: "It's nothing, I just performed well on the spot. I have a lot of experience in on-site rescue, and performing on the spot is my strong point."

"Hey, anything else?"

"That's all, teacher. See you next week..."

Yu Zhiming ended the call with Ding Ye and walked out of the soundproof bedroom, only to see Qing Ning still sleeping soundly on the big bed.

Without disturbing her, Yu Zhiming went to the bathroom to solve the problem, washed up, and then went downstairs to exercise...

It was not until breakfast time that Qing Ning, in her pajamas, yawned and sat down at the dining table.

"The charity gala is over, the excitement is over, and the hard work and fatigue from before seem to have all burst out at once."

To prove that what he said was true, Qing Ning yawned again.

Yu Zhiming reached out and touched her forehead. Seeing that her temperature was normal, he said, "You feel tired. Just rest at home today."

Qing Ning nodded and hummed.

Zhou Mo also said: "I also feel a little lazy and need a good rest."

"Hey, there is something I need to say. A buyer has taken a liking to the house and has made an offer."

Yu Zhiming persuaded, "Are you really determined to sell it? Your clothing business is a big hit, and your family is not short of money now."

Zhou Mo said with regret: "After all, someone died. My mother and I feel a little uncomfortable. We will move to Ning'an Lake for work next year. We might as well sell it while the market is still good."

She looked at Qing Ning again and asked, "When will the house over at Ning'an Lake go on sale?"

Qing Ning said: "It will probably be in the second half of the year."

"It is mainly for medical staff working in Huashan Second Hospital and Ning'an Hospital, and is not for sale to the public."

Zeng Yan quickly drank a sip of milk, swallowed the food in her mouth, and asked, "Aunt, with our relationship, I should be able to buy a set through the back door, right?"

Qing Ning nodded and said with a smile, "It's definitely no problem, but are you sure you want to buy it? You usually live in the school, and you can live with us during holidays."

“There’s no need to buy a house and leave it empty.”

Qing Ning advised: "As far as the coastal market is concerned, house prices should gradually decline in the next ten years."

Zeng Yan said: "My mother has sold three houses in Guangzhou and Shenzhen. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have flown to Binhai to buy a house for me some time ago."

"If we buy a house together and live in the same neighborhood as my uncle, my mother will definitely feel at ease." Qing Ning nodded, then looked at Yu Zhiming and said, "My brother said that the house we live in will be specially designed, and the sound insulation problem will be considered from the beginning of construction."

"I will make sure you live in the quietest house."

Yu Zhiming smiled and reminded, "My bedroom and study can be soundproofed."

"For other rooms, normal soundproofing is enough. If it's too quiet, you won't be able to adapt to it, and it will affect the quality of your rest."

Qing Ning smiled and said, "The designer will definitely consider what you said..."

After breakfast, Yu Zhiming left home and took a Phantom to the Binhai Armed Police General Hospital.

On the way, Yu Zhiming couldn't help thinking about the use of the charity funds raised.

These four or five billion may seem like a lot, but they can only save more than two thousand advanced cancer patients.

This is just a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of new cancer patients in our country every year.

Although life is priceless and everyone is equal, Yu Zhiming, as a doctor, knows that human life can be priced, especially in a place like a hospital.

Some people give up treatment for tens of thousands of dollars, while others can spend millions or even tens of millions just to live a few more months.

Yu Zhiming has limited charity treatment quotas, so he needs to classify applicants into different levels and select the patients with the highest relative value for treatment.

Last night, I had a discussion with my father-in-law and brother-in-law and discussed the selection criteria.

His father-in-law warned him that this standard should only be memorized in mind, not made into rules, and certainly not spread out. He just had to do it quietly.

Yu Zhiming also understood that once this standard was spread, it would definitely be attacked by everyone.

Everyone is equal before life and death. Why do you have the right to pick and choose and decide who lives and who dies?

Gu Qingran smiled and told Yu Zhiming that after a heated debate, given the limited number of places for treatment, the method that the vast majority of Chinese people finally recognized must be the one that will last forever...

Draw lots.

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but laugh. It seems that Chinese people believe that leaving everything to fate and luck is the most fair and just, and that no one should be cheated...

Last night, Yu Zhiming also questioned the cancer patients who went to block the entrance of Crowne Plaza Hotel that day.

His father-in-law told him that those people were from a hospital in the suburbs and came here at the instigation of one of them. They had all been persuaded to go back, so he didn't need to take it to heart...

At 8:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming rushed to the Armed Police General Hospital. He first examined the cancer patients to confirm that they all had opportunities for surgery, and then went to the lounge to wait for the first operation to begin.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, Yu Zhiming was suddenly called outside by the deputy director of the Armed Police General Hospital, who said there was something important.

He followed the vice president to the lobby on the first floor and was surprised to find that Yu's father, mother, eldest sister, brother-in-law and other family members were all there, as well as Qing Ning, Zhou Mo, Zeng Yan and Qi Xin.

Yu Zhiming also saw his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Gu Qingran, Dean Li Yao, Teacher Qi Yue, Doctor Wang Wu and Shui Su, and Mr. Ye from Gancaotang and others.

Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi, Duan Yi and others were also there.

Yu Zhiming saw that all his close family members and friends were there, all looking at him with smiles. He also saw several military officers, and noticed that there were several rows of soldiers with strict military discipline standing in the open space outside the building.

"Is this a military award?"

Qing Ning came to Yu Zhiming and said with a smile on her face: "You guessed it right. You will be awarded the first-class merit later. We are here together to witness your glorious moment."

Yu Zhiming smiled softly and said, "Well, there's no need to mobilize so many troops, right?"

A general laughed heartily and said, "Doctor Yu, there are not many such first-class merits awarded in the whole country each year. In the army, a grand meeting is required to award first-class merits."

"Today's first-class merit awarding ceremony is as simple as it can be..."

(End of this chapter)