medical treatment

The next morning, when Yu Zhiming left the bedroom, he saw Zhou Mo lying on the sofa bed, sleeping soundly.

She doesn't look like a lady at all, she's far worse than his Qing Ning, but she's on a par with Fourth Sister.

A girl's sleeping posture is so unrestrained, she doesn't treat herself as an outsider at all.

Yu Zhiming shook his head in disgust, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Ten minutes later, when Yu Zhiming came out of the bathroom, Zhou Mo and Fourth Sister also got up and were making the beds.

"Doctor Yu, I talked to Qing Ning on the phone last night, and she said she would be back today."

Yu Zhiming groaned, came to his senses again, and asked, "Didn't you say you only came back on Saturdays and Sundays?"

"Why is it so early?"

Yu Xiangwan replied with a smile: "She said she missed you, and said that her mother is emotionally stable and doesn't need her to accompany her anymore."

Yu Zhiming let out another oh.

Yu Xiangwan went on to say: "Qing Ning also said that the bedding on the bed car, with the set she is using now, is to let her smell accompany you on your lunch break."

Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids, but he didn't object.

He changed the subject and said, "Sister, Qing Ning is back today, so is there any change in your party tonight?"

Tonight, Yu Zhiming was going to check the whole body of the wounded person recommended by Gu Qingran.

It is also necessary to mark and draw the injuries one by one, so that it is convenient for Dr. Cai and Dr. Weng to make a surgical plan.

This workload is not small, and it cannot be completed in two or three hours.

Therefore, Yu Zhiming could only be absent from the regular meeting of the Yu family tonight.

Coupled with the fact that Qing Ning was not there, Yu Xiangwan and the others discussed eating something for dinner, and then went to KTV to sing.

Yu Xiangwan grinned and said, "I'm going to the Furong Women's Club instead. After dinner, take care of your body."

"It's the end of the year, you have to reward yourself..."

Today is the hospital's welfare physical examination day, Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo came to the hospital early and devoted themselves to work.

After 11:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming received a call from Dr. Chi Yan, the director of the psychiatric department.

As soon as the phone was connected, Yu Zhiming heard Doctor Chi's angry voice.

"Doctor Yu, there is a black sheep among our psychiatrists, and that patient, Ms. Pan Yao, has been tricked."

"Trapped?"

Yu Zhiming repeated it, and then asked with concern: "Director Chi, what happened?"

Dr. Chi said angrily during the call: "Ms. Pan said that the medicine she provided was imported to treat depression. There are three kinds of drugs that have no effect. They are placebos made of starch."

"Only one, which had some effect, was adulterated with a small amount of the antidepressant fluoxetine."

After a short pause, Doctor Chi continued: "Through my diagnosis of Ms. Pan, I found that she is in a normal mental state and no longer needs medication, let alone weekly psychological counseling."

"The psychiatrist who treated her lost the professional ethics and bottom line of a doctor."

"I have assisted Ms. Pan to make a report."

Yu Zhiming really didn't expect that a psychiatrist with a dark heart would be involved from Pan Yao.

Is this a windfall?
However, Yu Zhiming was more concerned about another matter.

"Doctor Chi, does this fluoxetine have side effects on the ability to distinguish colors?"

Dr. Chi replied on the phone: "This fluoxetine does have adverse effects on vision for some people, such as blurred vision or decreased ability to recognize colors."

"If Ms. Pan's decline in color recognition ability is caused by fluoxetine, then her ability in this aspect should recover after stopping the drug for half a month or a month..."

Just after twelve o'clock at noon, Yu Zhiming received another call from Xiong Jing, an expert in heart transplantation.

The other party told Yu Zhiming that he had come up with a new prescription.

Yu Zhiming said that at around [-]:[-] pm, he would rush to the cardiac surgery department immediately after completing today's welfare physical examination.

After finishing the call with Dr. Xiong Jing, Yu Zhiming checked the last examiner in the morning.

After tidying up a bit, Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo left the examination room, ready to have lunch.

Just as the two approached the big office, Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He whispered to Zhou Mo beside him, "You can receive flowers again later."

Zhou Mo understood instantly.

She hesitated for a moment, then entered the big office with an expression of death.

"surprise!"

"Momo, do you like it?"

Zhou Mo looked at Qi Zhen who jumped out from behind the door, and a large bunch of blue enchantresses in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"Like it, thank you!"

Zhou Mo took a breath and said slowly, "It's just that it's a waste to give these flowers to me."

"Qi Zhen, what I told you before was not a test to lie to you, nor was I pretending to be reserved. I really only have brother and sister feelings for you, and I don't have that kind of feeling."

Qi Zhen's expression froze, and he smiled again: "Momo, I know that the arrangement made by the elders without telling you made you feel conflicted."

"But, you don't deny that when we were together before, you were happy, right?"

As he was talking, he saw Zhou Mo take off his white coat and put on a coat for going out.

Suddenly, Qi Zhen realized that, except for the coat, Zhou Mo's clothes were no longer what he was wearing last night.

He already knew that Zhou Mo did not return overnight.

Qi Zhen glanced at Yu Zhiming who was changing clothes and tidying up, and then turned his gaze to Zhou Mo again.

He put the flowers on Zhou Mo's desk, and asked tentatively: "Momo, your clothes are so beautiful, did you go home and change them this morning?"

Zhou Mozhuang replied casually: "No, I often stay overnight at Dr. Yu's house, where I have prepared a change of clothes."

These words made Yu Zhiming startled.

Zhou Mo's clothes were changed when she returned to the central building, and she always kept two or three changes in her locker.

Yu Zhiming's house only has her pajamas.

It was still Qing Ning's new pajamas, after Zhou Mo wore them once, it became her special pajamas.

Yu Zhiming was not foolish enough to expose Zhou Mo's lies, he strode towards the door when he was well prepared.

"Zhou Mo, I'm going to have lunch, I don't need you to accompany me."

"How can this work? What if an accident happens."

Zhou Mo followed Yu Zhiming, and said to Qi Zhen, "We only have less than an hour for lunch and rest at noon."

Zhou Mo saw that Qi Zhen had also followed, and said, "Qi Zhen, you should go back first."

"How about this……"

Zhou Mo pondered and said, "Dr. Yu's patient tonight is a man, and he doesn't need my assistance."

"At eight o'clock tonight, let's have dinner together. I invite you to welcome you."

Xiao Kuaibu followed Zhou Mo's Qi Zhen, and said with a smile on his face: "How can I let you treat me, I'll come.

He asked again: "After I book the restaurant, come to the hospital, or pick you up at your home?"

Zhou Mo kept walking and said, "Don't come to pick me up. After you tell me the location, I'll go directly."

"You go back first."

At this time, the three of them had already left the small central building.

Qi Zhen slowed down his pace, looking at the backs of Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo who were walking like the wind and walking side by side, his face became gloomy.

It's time for Zhou Mo to leave the hospital...

Perhaps it was the credit of taking a nap on the bed car at noon, the refreshed Yu Zhiming improved his work efficiency a lot in the afternoon.

This allowed him to complete the full-day physical examination at [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

Without taking a break, Yu Zhiming rushed to Dr. Xiong's office in the Cardiac Surgery Department without stopping.

Yu Zhiming, who knocked on the door and entered, saw a doctor Xiong Jing with bloodshot eyes, two big dark circles, haggard, as if he was a year or two older.

"Doctor Xiong, you haven't slept for the past two days, have you?"

"I can't sleep."

Xiong Jing smiled wryly, and slowly cleaned up the twenty or thirty pills and capsules on the desk, placed in a medical metal tray, of different sizes, shapes and colors.

"Doctor Yu, they all say that Chinese medicine requires spirituality in prescribing prescriptions, while western medicine only needs to be taken according to the instructions."

Xiong Jing said slowly: "Actually, prescribing western medicine also requires spirituality."

"We all know this western medicine..."

Xiong actually picked up a pill and said, "There are various side effects and contraindications."

"Some medicines cannot be mixed, but some medicines can offset each other's side effects. When they complement each other, one plus one is greater than two."

"Even if the same drug is produced by different pharmaceutical companies, its specific efficacy and side effects will be slightly different."

"Also, the physical condition of each patient is also very different. When prescribing medicine, age, weight, underlying diseases, physical strength and weakness, drug resistance, allergic substances, and many other factors need to be considered."

Yu Zhiming knew that what Dr. Xiong said was true.

For a physician, in addition to accurately diagnosing the disease, another major skill is prescribing medicines.

For the same person with the same disease, there are medical experts who can achieve immediate results after taking the medicine for the first time and be cured after taking the medicine for three times.

However, some doctors prescribed medicines, and the patients did not see much improvement after taking the medicines for a week.

The difference lies in the in-depth understanding of the medicinal properties and side effects of each drug, as well as the fine grasp of the patient's condition and physical condition.

To be honest, Yu Zhiming's ability in this aspect is quite poor.

For many diseases, he basically still stays at the level of following the scriptures and prescribing prescriptions according to the books and the prescriptions of his predecessors.

Yu Zhiming's clinical experience is still too little.

Xiong Jing sighed again: "For heart transplant patients, the long-term effects of the drugs also need to be considered."

"For some drugs, they need to be taken for years or even decades."

"Half a pill and three-quarters of a pill, the difference in side effects accumulated over the years is enough to make the patient live longer or lose a few months."

Between the words, Xiong had already packed up the pills.

"Doctor Yu, let's go to the ward..."

The heart transplant patient, who was still in the ICU, was conscious this time.

He also greeted Yu Zhiming weakly.

After Dr. Xiong's two assistants gave the patient a small dose of medicine, Yu Zhiming stepped forward again to check the patient's heart function.

Nearly 10 minutes later, Yu Zhiming met Dr. Xiong's expectant gaze and shook his head gently...

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