medical treatment

Chapter 2 Fortune and Misfortune
At this time, Yu Zhiming's face was covered with bruises, and more than half of his face was swollen. Not to mention ugly, he was a little scary.

He couldn't keep his handsome appearance, and he really didn't want to meet guests.

But the other party had already entered the door, and he was still the head of the hospital, so Yu Zhiming had no choice but to stand up politely to greet him.

Yu Xiangwan, lying motionless on the hospital bed, covered half of his face with a thin quilt, closed his eyes and pretended to be a dead dog.

"Xiao Yu, sit down quickly!"

"You are still injured, you are not feeling well, how can you get up and move around!"

The hairline moved back to the top of the head, and Dean Wu, who was a little fat, spoke first, and took two quick steps to push Yu Zhiming on the accompanying cot.

"Xiao Yu, how do you feel now?"

Facing the leader who showed unexpected enthusiasm and concern, Yu Zhiming was flattered and decided to tell the truth.

"It's just a few flesh wounds. Apart from feeling a little painful, there is no other problem."

At the end, he remembered to add: "Thank you, Dean, for your concern. It's so late and you don't care about taking a break to come and visit."

Dean Wu chuckled and said, "This is what it should be!"

"Xiao Yu, you are now the star and signboard of our hospital, and you suffered such a big accident today."

After a pause, he said again with a serious face: "Xiao Yu, don't worry, the hospital will definitely seek justice for you, and the guys who beat you will be severely punished."

After Dean Wu finished his statement, he noticed that Yu Zhiming's gaze had shifted to the two people beside him, so he introduced it instead.

"Xiao Yu, let me introduce you."

"they are my friends……"

The man who came with Dean Wu was a handsome 60-year-old uncle with a scrupulous back hair, well-dressed, slightly thin, and quite refined temperament.

This person met Yu Zhiming's scrutinizing gaze, and took the words of Dean Wu.

"Doctor Yu, hello!"

"I'm Qi Yue, and Qi is Qi with two horizontal lines and one vertical line."

Qi Yue pointed to the slim, clean and transparent 30-year-old woman beside her, and continued to introduce.

"This is my niece Yin Wenzhu!"

Qi Yue then confessed his intentions, "Doctor Yu, we came here specially from other places."

"I heard that you, Doctor Yu, are particularly good at auscultation and percussion. You are known as humanoid CT. You can accurately diagnose physical diseases without the help of modern medical equipment."

"I want you to check up on my niece."

"I wonder if Doctor Yu is convenient for you now?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhiming was a little speechless.

Sure enough, something happened!

So I can't expect too much from Dean Wu, I've been beaten like this, and I don't know how to be considerate at all.

Yu Zhiming resisted the urge to complain, stood up again, and cast his eyes on Yin Wenzhu who was at the side.

She has a slender figure, her long hair is elegantly and neatly gathered behind her head, and her plain face is slightly pale.

Yu Zhiming also noticed that on Yin Wenzhu's left forehead, there was a five-centimeter suture scar that had not completely faded, extending into his hair.

He asked directly, "Ms. Yin, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Yue replied first: "Doctor Yu, if possible, please give my niece a comprehensive physical examination first, and let me have a good look at your auscultation and percussion skills."

Yu Zhiming felt a little displeased when he heard the meaning of the examination of medical skills revealed in the other party's words.

Although it is possible to get through the dean's back door, the master-slave relationship between doctors and patients cannot be reversed!

And, what qualifications do you guys have to judge my medical skills?

Yu Zhiming's eyes sank, and he was about to refuse, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Dean Wu was secretly winking at him.

Is this something else?

Yu Zhiming pressed his thoughts, and said calmly: "In this case, please ask Ms. Yin to use this escort cot as a temporary examination bed and lie on it. I will go outside to get examination gloves..."

When he came back from the nurse's station with surgical rubber gloves, he was surprised to see Yin Wenzhu laying a glittering outdoor first aid blanket on the accompanying crib.

This……

Qi Yue explained with a little embarrassment: "Well, she has a slight obsession with cleanliness, please understand!"

Yu Zhiming let out a light oh, without much reaction.

After working in the County People's Hospital for four years, Yu Zhiming has come into contact with a lot of patients of all kinds, including some strange patients, so he has seen a lot.

Relatively speaking, cleanliness is his favorite special hobby.

Who doesn't like patients to be refreshed and clean?

After Yin Wenzhu laid out the first aid blanket and lay down on the small bed, Yu Zhiming put on surgical gloves without using a stethoscope, and directly pressed the front of his right hand lightly on the upper center of Yin Wenzhu's chest.

Then, Yu Zhiming ordered: "Take a deep breath!"

"Breathe..."

"Exhale..."

As Yin Wenzhu inhaled and exhaled vigorously, Yu Zhiming's hand on her chest, under the gaze of Qi Yue and Dean Wu, also naturally rose and fell with the expansion and contraction of her chest.

At the same time, Yu Zhiming's left hand patted Yin Wenzhu's chest and ribs from time to time.

Qi Yue's eyes sparkled, staring at the movements of Yu Zhiming's hands and his facial expression.

It's a pity that Yu Zhiming has a swollen face with a pig's head, the skin is too tight, and the eyes are also narrowed into a line, which lacks the slightest expression!

What Qi Yue didn't know was that the gas that Yin Wenzhu breathed into his body rushed into the left and right lungs through the trachea, bronchi, and bronchioles. His hand, arm, was clearly transmitted to his eardrum, and then transmitted to the brain.

All kinds of complicated but not chaotic sounds converged in Yu Zhiming's brain.

Like magic, they converge into a real-time reproduction of a three-dimensional dynamic simulation map of double lungs that expands and contracts continuously, and is transparent inside and out.

Not only that, as more and more feedback sounds came in, the details of the three-dimensional dynamic picture of the lungs simulated in Yu Zhiming's mind became more and more clear...

Yu Zhiming's ability is not a special supernatural ability that is inexplicably descended from the sky.

It is actually a physical abnormality.

To be more precise, it is a physical disease, a clever application achieved through passive environmental adaptation, plus long-term exploration and exercise.

Yu Zhiming suffers from sound hypersensitivity.

This is a rather rare disease, which can allow Yu Zhiming to hear very subtle sounds, making him perceive and distinguish sounds hundreds of times better than ordinary people.

It even allows Yu Zhiming to hear the sound of blood flowing in other people's bodies at close range.

Yu Zhiming didn't know that his hyperacusis was born with it, and it was the result of a serious accident in his childhood.

From the day he can remember, he has had this hypersensitive hearing, and at the same time, he has the darkness in front of him.

His family told him that when he was more than two years old, he suffered a serious accident.

The accident nearly killed him and left him with a blood clot in his brain, which in turn affected the optic nerve center and caused blindness.

Yu Zhiming sometimes thinks that perhaps this is why God always opens a window when he closes a door.

Although he is blind, he has hypersensitive hearing.

During his long life of blindness, he used his hypersensitive hearing to equip himself with bat-like hearing and position recognition, as well as the ability to distinguish the shape of objects based on sound reflections.

With the help of the echolocation function extended by his super-sensitive hearing, and under the care of his family, he lived smoothly during the more than ten years of blindness.

So much so that in the daily study and life of Yu Zhiming's blindness, some people who met him were very surprised and said that they would not be able to recognize Yu Zhiming as a blind person if they hadn't pointed it out or observed carefully.

Fortunately, at the age of 13, the blood clot in Yu Zhiming's brain finally loosened and ablated, and his vision gradually recovered.

His hyperacusis did not go away.

After successfully graduating from medical school and becoming a doctor, Yu Zhiming put his super-sensitive hearing ability to good use in curing diseases and saving lives, and became a humanoid CT with accuracy and clarity far surpassing that of medical equipment...

After Yu Zhiming checked Yin Wenzhu's lungs, he moved his right hand down a little and began to explore her heart...

　Like a bat that uses echoes to locate and shape objects, in reality, such people really exist.

　　There is a foreign blind man who can echolocate by whistling and ride a bicycle.

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