medical treatment

Chapter 1569: No Self-Assumption
It was nearly eleven o'clock on Wednesday morning, and Yu Zhiming met the young patient who was introduced by Fu Xiaobo.

The little patient, who was only twelve years old, looked thin and small with a dark complexion sitting in a wheelchair.

Obviously there is a lot of sun exposure.

After Yu Zhiming looked at the little patient, he looked at the little patient's mother a few more times.

Although she is in her thirties and fine wrinkles can be seen at the corners of her eyes and mouth, she is a very charming woman.

Although her facial features are not stunning, they are calm and pleasing, like the sound of a flowing spring, which makes people unable to help but listen and appreciate.

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but mutter to himself...

The reason why Fu Xiaobo agreed to act as a matchmaker was not because of the little patient, but because of the little patient's mother.

After taking a quick look, Yu Zhiming didn't say much and pointed to the examination bed next to him.

What surprised him was that the little patient did not seek help from his mother. Instead, he supported himself on the examination bed with his hands and used the strength of his arms and waist to move himself onto the bed nimbly.

From this, we can see that the little patient does a lot of exercise in his daily life, and Fu Xiaobo is not exaggerating.

Yu Zhiming's hand first placed on the little patient's calf.

I haven't walked for five or six years, and my leg muscles have inevitably atrophied.

However, the degree of atrophy was much lighter than Yu Zhiming had expected, which showed that the little patient was well taken care of, with leg massage and related passive exercises being done without fail.

"You have feeling in your legs, but no strength?"

The patient replied in Cantonese with a lisp, "Yes, I can feel it, but it's a little numb compared to the upper body, like scratching an itch through a shoe, not that clear."

He punched his thigh with his fist and said, "My legs are like noodles. I can't use any strength at all."

Sensational, but powerless...

Yu Zhiming initially judged that there were two possibilities. One was that the nerves controlling the legs were damaged, causing problems in the transmission of nerve information.

It is like the six bidirectional pipes that originally transmitted information back and forth smoothly, but because of that accident, not only did some of the pipes become narrower, but some of them were directly blocked.

Another possibility is that there is a problem with the conversion hub in the spinal cord that processes information from the lower limbs.

Yu Zhiming hopes it is the first possibility.

If there is a problem with the spinal cord, because the spinal cord belongs to the central nervous system, the damage is generally irreversible and the possibility of recovery is very slim.

Yu Zhiming massaged the little patient's legs, checking the nerves in his legs while moving up little by little...

There are multiple nerves that control the movement of the legs, such as the sciatic nerve, femoral nerve, etc.

They differentiate like branches, controlling the large and small muscles of the legs. As they go up, the nerves gather and merge, and finally gather in the vertebral foramen of the lumbar vertebrae, connecting with the spinal cord...

Yu Zhiming spent nearly ten minutes checking the patient's leg nerves and lumbar spinal cord and found no major problems.

In addition to several tiny broken nerves, there were also several small bone fragments that were wrapped in human tissue and not absorbed.

These minor problems would not cause the young patient's legs to become weak, so Yu Zhiming simply ignored them.

After a short rest, he began the second inspection.

This time, Yu Zhiming focused on examining the little patient's lumbar vertebrae and intervertebral nerves.

This is where problems are most likely to occur...

Yu Zhiming was immersed in the inspection. After an unknown number of minutes, he finally made a suspicious discovery.

The two left and right nerves coming out of the second lumbar vertebra felt a little stiff to Yu Zhiming, not as soft and elastic as other nerves.

Is it these two nerves that are the cause? Yu Zhiming drew the two intervertebral nerves and asked Sui Chi to take the little patient to the Department of Neurology for a confirmatory examination.

Feeling tired, he returned to the soundproof office and met the Poison King Liu.

"Zhiming, bad news. The two lupus patients we treated last Monday both failed treatment."

Yu Zhiming said, "It's not all bad news. This means that the body has reached 60% of its limit. There is no treatment effect and it cannot stimulate the body to produce immune mutations."

"Future treatments will be controlled at about 80% of the patient's tolerance limit."

Old Liu sighed and said, "Eighty percent, or ten percent, it depends on whether you can understand it clearly."

"But for us, in order to achieve a successful treatment, we can only push the patient to his or her limit."

Yu Zhiming ate a piece of chocolate and drank a glass of water before he spoke: "Experience is gained through trial and error. Do more experiments and summarize more, and you will get a feel for it."

Mr. Liu sighed, "This is the only way."

He stood up and said, "I'm not in a good mood, so I won't have lunch at your place. We'll see you at the treatment in the evening..."

After seeing Mr. Liu off, Yu Zhiming washed up quickly and started to have lunch with Zhou Mo.

Yu Zhiming ate and drank for a while, and when his pace slowed down, Zhou Mo's voice rang in his ears.

"Doctor Yu, the doctor who chose the small house last night, is from Tiantan Hospital, 47 years old, and the chief physician of orthopedics."

"He went to the United States for further studies and exchanges many times, and just divorced his wife last month."

Zhou Mo took a sip of soup and continued, "The house, car and children all belong to my wife, so I've left with nothing."

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "This should explain why he chose the small house. He was left with nothing and no money."

"Hey, he made a mistake and cheated?"

Zhou Mo shook his head and said, "Gudian said that the reason for the divorce was a breakdown in their relationship and they parted ways peacefully. There were no bad rumors coming from the Tiantan Hospital."

After a pause, she continued, "This can only explain why he chose the small house, but it cannot explain why he chose the small house in Building 15. We need to investigate further."

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Don't be too sensitive. Don't be so paranoid and imagine that everyone is against me."

Zhou Mo insisted: "It is better to be suspicious and have a false alarm than to miss it due to negligence."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "It's up to you. But be careful not to offend others."

Zhou Mo nodded in response.

After a pause, she continued, "Tonight, Ding Ye, Zhou Luo and the others are going to choose a room."

"They are targeting small houses of more than 200 square meters or more than 100 square meters, so the possibility of choosing the house they like is very high."

Zhou Mo suggested again: "Doctor Yu, maybe we can let one of them become that guy's neighbor?"

Yu Zhiming quickly stopped him and said, "Don't act on your own and ask them to do this explicitly or implicitly."

"A house is a lifelong thing, and we can't let them choose a house they don't like just because of unfounded suspicion."

"Zhou Mo, did you hear that?"

Seeing Yu Zhiming suddenly become serious, Zhou Mo could only nod and say, "I understand. I won't act on my own."

She sighed again, "I must say that they are blessed to have a teacher like you in their entire lives..."

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