Dr. Chung’s 90s

Ji Xueli led Zhong Yu out of the ward. After walking out of the hospital door, he apologized and said, "Don't worry about what my mother and sister-in-law said just now."

Zhong Yu turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile, "Why, in your heart, am I so petty?"

Ji Xueli shook his head, confused and said: "That's not what I meant. It's just that there are many women in the family, and it feels wrong as soon as you say a few words. You usually focus on work and have no experience in dealing with these mothers-in-law. I'm worried about you being at a disadvantage."

Zhong Yu said with a smile: "Have you forgotten that those people you call mother-in-law and mother are all your relatives, can you arrange them like this?"

Ji Xueli denied: "I'm not planning them, I'm just taking precautions before they happen. They don't have many evil thoughts. It's just that sometimes when their tempers rise, they like to prick others and are a little emotional."

Zhong Yu really couldn't refute what he said, so he patted his arm and said:

"You don't have to worry about me. I know it well. No matter whether my two sisters-in-law like me or not, I don't care. Even if we get married in the future, we won't live under the same roof for a long time, so there will be a lot less conflicts."

What she said was right. Zhong Yu continued: "I'm getting along well with them at the moment. I don't know what will happen in the future. I'm not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others. You don't have to worry too much. It's better to do it less." Let’s do this with women, so as not to affect the relationship between the three of you brothers.”

Ji Xueli wanted to say that both of his brothers were rough men who didn't love their wives, and would never have a problem with him over trivial matters between women, but he instinctively felt that Zhong Yu didn't like hearing such words, so he opened his mouth and said: " It’s all up to you, as long as you don’t feel wronged, it doesn’t matter to me.”

Zhong Yu said yes and did not continue the conversation with him. The two of them went to watch the latest movie together. Although it was a bit too retro for Zhong Yu, watching it once in a while still had a different taste.

When sending Zhong Yu back in the evening, Ji Xueli specially bought some snacks for her to take back. Although he had some objections to Wei Zi being a light bulb so that he could not stay overnight, he still had to show some kindness. After all, she was one of Zhong Yu's few Many friends.

Worried that Wei Zi would be inconvenient in the living room, Ji Xueli sent Zhong Yu to the door and left. Zhong Yu opened the door with the key. When he entered the room, he saw Wei Zi sitting cross-legged on the sofa in pajamas and watching TV. When Zhong Yu came back, he said curiously: "Didn't you go on a date with your boyfriend? Why are you back so early?"

Zhong Yu threw the snacks bought by Ji Xueli beside her and said a little tiredly: "I came back from eating and watching a movie. This is what Xueli bought for you. You can eat whatever you like, but don't overdo it. Your stomach will be uncomfortable. "

Wei Zi pulled out a piece of bread and said with a smile, "Then I'll just eat the bread. Sister Tao made me eat porridge all day, and my mouth has no taste at all. You have to criticize her. Is this how you entertain guests?"

Zhong Yu said angrily: "If she hadn't been like this, how could you be so comfortable now? You might have vomited in the hospital."

Wei Zi stuck out her tongue. She was rebellious and unruly. Not many people could stand it. Zhong Yu took care of her last night and she didn't sleep well. She didn't have time to squint during the day. She felt sleepy in the second half of the movie. She kept yawning, but Ji Xueli was considerate of her and took her out before the movie ended.

Zhong Yu yawned again, and she said with tears in her eyes: "You can play by yourself, I'm going back to the room to sleep."

Wei Zi waved her hands indifferently. They both have independent personalities and do not need company all the time. They prefer to be alone most of the time, so they are very comfortable getting along with each other.

Zhong Yu ignored Wei Zi and had a good sleep. She woke up energetic the next morning. When she left the room, Wei Zi's door was closed and there was no movement inside. Sister Tao was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. When she saw her coming out, she whispered:
"Ayu~ Wei Zi's schedule is too irregular. She was still sitting on the sofa watching videos after one o'clock last night. She is like a night owl. She will wear down her body sooner or later."

Zhong Yu poured a cup of warm water, took a sip slowly, and said quietly: "Sister Tao, Wei Zi is a star. She often shoots movies in the middle of the night. Her schedule is a bit different from ours. She comes here just to relax and relax. "Please be more considerate and don't preach to her. Just let her go. Make her some delicious food to heal her body. If you don't have enough money, tell me."

Sister Tao still knew what was appropriate. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll just whisper a few words to you. She is a guest, so I won't say anything nonsense."

Zhong Yu nodded, lowered his head and continued to have breakfast. There seemed to be no news about Guo Shaodong. Wei Zi must have been feeling sad. She couldn't do much to help, so she could only give her a safe haven to repair her wounds as much as possible.

At the hospital, ever since she announced the stock dividend decision, the entire working atmosphere has been unprecedentedly good, and everyone is highly motivated, so that Zhong Yu has saved a lot of workload.

As soon as she appeared, everyone greeted her warmly. She smiled and nodded in response. When she was about to go to the office, she turned around and saw a well-dressed but withered-looking middle-aged woman with an obvious sunken face sitting there in a daze. .

Zhong Yu frowned slightly and asked Sun Wenhui, who was walking over, "Why don't you guide that eldest sister to the doctor's clinic?"

Sun Wenhui said innocently: "She came here early in the morning and a nurse received her. She didn't even take her to Dr. Fang's clinic. She said she wanted to wait for you to come."

Zhong Yu is now well-known in the industry, and many patients who come here specifically want her to see a doctor. Zhong Yu doesn't ask Qiao, and usually sees the doctor. She walked up to the middle-aged woman and said in a gentle voice:
"Hello, eldest sister, I am Zhong Yu. I heard from the nurse that you are waiting for me. Sorry, I'm late."

The middle-aged woman stood up cautiously after hearing this. She straightened her short hair and said in a trembling voice:

"Dean Zhong...Hello! I have read your report...so I would like to ask you to help me with surgery to repair the depression in my forehead..."

She seemed to be very bad at dealing with people. She lowered her head when speaking and did not dare to look into Zhong Yu's eyes. With such an honest temper, Zhong Yu would naturally not embarrass her. He said considerately: "Sister, please go to the clinic with me first. I will go to the clinic today." No patient appointments.”

The middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief. She followed Zhong Yu to the consulting room step by step. Zhong Yu's consulting room was fixed. No matter whether she came to the hospital or not, someone would help her boil water and clean the table every day.

After entering the consulting room, Zhong Yu asked the middle-aged woman to sit down first. She took off her coat and put on a white coat. Then he sat opposite her. He took out his medical record and pen and said in a gentle manner: "What's your name, eldest sister?"

Perhaps because she was isolated from the probing eyes of outsiders, she was no longer so nervous and said in a low voice: "My name is Zhao Yue. I am forty years old this year."

She deliberately used her hands on the table to indicate how to write Cantonese characters. She was very considerate. After Zhong Yu wrote his name, he asked seriously: "How did you cause the depression on your forehead?"

Zhao Yue touched the depression on his forehead and said with a disappointed look on his face: "This is the depression of the frontal bone defect caused by being hit by a car nine years ago to save my wife. I had an autologous transplant repair surgery in another hospital three years ago, but The transplanted bone fragment wandered around for unknown reasons, and only a small part was absorbed, but there is still a depression and deformity. My lover said that if I continue like this, he will divorce me..." Zhao Yue's long-suppressed emotions finally came out. At this moment, she covered her face and cried bitterly. Zhong Yu looked helpless. She did not immediately comfort her, but allowed her to vent her emotions. After she calmed down a little, he handed her a tissue.

Zhong Yu didn't intend to comment on her private matters, and only said gently: "Since you are coming for repair surgery, you should relax and take good care of your body first. It is still unknown what is going on inside the forehead, so you need to go for a detailed examination first. Then we’ll discuss it.”

Zhao Yue was a little embarrassed. It was somewhat inappropriate to cry in front of a girl younger than herself. Fortunately, Zhong Yu didn't mention those sad things, which made her feel a lot more comfortable.

She took the order opened by Zhong Yu, paid the fee and went to check it immediately.

Zhong Yulu successively recruited several new doctors and moved the imaging department and laboratory department to the newly renovated floor downstairs. Due to the increase in manpower, the test results came out faster.

Zhao Yue took the report sheet and read it for a long time without understanding it, so she simply went to find Zhong Yu. Seeing Zhong Yu frowning slightly, she felt nervous and asked anxiously:

"Dean Zhong, can my sunken forehead be repaired? Please find a way for me. If I can't cure my forehead, my lover will really divorce me..."

She started crying again as she spoke, and Zhong Yu said helplessly: "I'm thinking about the surgical plan. Why can't it be cured? Don't think too much."

Zhao Yue looked at her and said, "Can it really be cured? You won't lie to me?"

Zhong Yu said calmly: "I can perform the operation on you as soon as this afternoon. You can discuss with your family about the appropriate day. However, I can only guarantee that I can perform the operation on you today and tomorrow. If something unexpected happens in the later period, It’s possible to queue up.”

Zhao Yue said without hesitation: "Let's do it today. I'll call my lover and ask him to come and take care of me."

She said it very naturally, but Zhong Yu didn't think that the man who was about to abandon her at any time would have time to take care of her. She didn't say anything more. People will never look back until they hit the wall. After suffering enough, their minds will be broken. Sober.

Zhao Yue borrowed the hospital's phone number to notify his family, and then went to go through the hospitalization procedures. Zhong Yu first designed the surgical plan, and then prepared the surgical materials. It turned out that there was a lack of patch material. This material is reinforced and is not very common. , even if you purchase it right away, you won’t be able to get it today.

Zhong Yu thought about Zhao Yue's condition and was afraid that she would have random thoughts again, so he simply called Ji Xueli and asked them if there was one in the hospital. If he didn't go to Cheng Yuan to find a solution, luckily Ji Xueli had one. He said he would drive the car himself later. send over.

Ji Xueli was reliable in his work, and Zhong Yu was not worried about mistakes on his part. Just as she was about to reorganize the surgical materials, she was disturbed by a rapid knock on the door. Zhong Yu raised his voice and said: "The door is unlocked, please come in." !”

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man who looked a little refined came in. He was a little anxious when he came, with sweat on his forehead. Before Zhong Yu could ask, he took the initiative:

"Hello, Dean Zhong, I am Zhang Wenming, Zhao Yue's lover. She called me and said that you are going to perform an operation on her today. I am not very relieved, so I want to ask what the success rate of the operation is."

Zhong Yu's face turned cold when he heard what he said. This man was actually a polite scum. He opened his mouth to ask about the success rate of the operation. He must not have wanted her to recover normally so that he could get a divorce with good reasons.

Zhong Yu would still worry about her emotions when talking to Zhao Yue, but she was not so polite to Zhang Wenming. She mocked: "Sister Zhao said that if her face cannot be cured, you will divorce her, so you came to ask me if the operation was successful." What’s the purpose of it? Do you want her to be cured or not?”

Zhong Yu's eyes were a bit aggressive, as if he was treating him as a betrayer. Zhang Wenming was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his lips slightly raised, thinking how protective the young dean was of his wife and how grateful he was to her, he said in a gentle voice :
"The dean has misunderstood. No matter whether my wife's surgery is successful or not, I will not divorce her. The reason why I said such drastic words is just to stimulate her to get out of the house. I don't want her to shut herself in a closed space and give up on herself. She was in a car accident to save me. She suffered so much later but still hasn't been repaired successfully. I'm worried that it won't be repaired again this time, so I'm very confused..."

Zhong Yu was a little surprised and couldn't help but feel ashamed for taking it for granted. She said sheepishly: "I'm really sorry, Comrade Zhang, I misunderstood you..."

Zhang Wenming waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile:

"The dean is also a kind-hearted person, and your protection of patients is also a blessing to our family. In fact, I know very well what dean Zhong is capable of, otherwise I would not have led my lover to come to you, but the success or failure of the operation will affect the rest of my lover's life." In terms of living conditions, she was originally a confident and cheerful music teacher who was loved by students. After the car accident, she no longer had the courage to stand on the podium... If she fails again..."

Zhong Yu understood his unfinished words immediately. She did not praise Haikou without knowing the importance of it, but said sternly: "Sister Zhao's surgery has a high success rate. Comrade Zhang doesn't need to worry too much."

Zhang Wenming knew that doctors would never speak with absolute certainty. She could say this, which showed that she was very confident. Zhang Wenming felt relieved at once. He said sincerely:
"Then I'll leave my wife's illness to the director. I'll go out and take care of her first, so I won't disturb you."

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the office, Zhong Yu couldn't help but remind him:

"You'd better not let my eldest sister enter the operating room with worries and panic. Why don't you tell her your good intentions."

Zhang Wenming paused, nodded and said: "I understand, thank you, Dean, for reminding me!"

Zhong Yu watched Zhang Wenming leave in a daze. When did she become so pessimistic about marriage? It was really inappropriate for her to make assumptions out of thin air after hearing Zhao Yue say such meaningless words. Fortunately, nothing serious happened.

Zhong Yu didn't know how Zhang Wenming communicated with Zhao Yue. When she entered the operating room, she was incredibly calm. Zhong Yu didn't ask any more questions, and directly signaled the anesthesiologist to inject anesthesia, and then started to get busy.

She had to make an incision within the hairline, first remove the bone that was originally transplanted from the frontal bone defect, then take a thickened patch material and use a scalpel to carve and shape it to make the edge of the material natural. Tightly symmetrical sutures with silk threads were used, holes were drilled around the frontal bone defect, and the implant was fixed with sutures.

The seemingly simple step-by-step operation process, but the doctor would not be able to achieve perfection without super high-level surgical skills. Zhao Yue is the greatest luck in her life to meet Zhong Yu! (End of chapter)