The most enlightened doctor

It was said that Yu Zhiming took Fourth Sister and Gu Qingning shopping, but in fact it was the two of them who happily dragged Yu Zhiming into this store to take a look, and then to that store.

Yu Zhiming's legs were stretched thin, and he felt much more tired than after a busy day at work.

Fortunately, these two guys didn't get carried away and took care of Yu Zhiming's feelings.

They wandered around until 6:30 in the evening, then found a hot pot restaurant and had dinner slowly.

After dinner, the three of them stopped wandering around and headed back home carrying large and small bags.

At nearly nine o'clock in the evening, when they returned to their residence, they received a somewhat unexpected visitor.

It was at Dai Kaiwen's house that I met Zhong Lin, the young woman who fell unconscious in the kitchen a few days ago.

Zhong Lin came with large and small bags and a thick envelope. She said she was grateful for the life-saving grace.

"Zhong Lin, you are mistaken. We were not the ones who called 110 that day."

Yu Zhiming looked sincere.

Zhong Lin smiled lightly and said, "Officer Jin told me today that I was defrauded of the five thousand yuan."

"Officer Jin said that that day, one of his friends actually called and told him that he heard a child in my house was crying and felt that the situation was not good."

"Officer Jin quickly notified two colleagues on patrol nearby and asked them to come to my house to check."

"So, it wasn't 110 that called the police that day."

After a pause, Zhong Lin analyzed again: "As soon as the guy's wife fainted today, Officer Jin invited you over."

"It can be seen that Dr. Yu is Officer Jin's friend."

"Also, we live on the front and back floors, so we can hear my children crying."

"Dr. Yu, do you admit it?"

The other party had already said this, and Yu Zhiming didn't want to insult other people's intelligence, so he just smiled in acquiescence.

After a pause, Yu Zhiming turned to ask: "May I ask, your husband?"

Zhong Lin sighed softly and said, "He is a bridge engineer and is building a bridge in another place. He can't come back many days a year."

"My sister-in-law and I are the only two people at home."

After chatting for a while, Zhong Lin excused her child and left after saying that she needed to be taken care of at home.

Yu Zhiming insisted on not accepting Zhong Lin's thick envelope expressing her gratitude, but instead accepted the thank-you gift she brought.

They are some specialties such as cured duck, bacon, bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms...

Time flies by non-stop and it’s Monday, and it’s time for Yu Zhiming’s emergency appointment.

Yu Zhiming is still in the clinic on the 15th.

Step by step, he asked each registered patient about their symptoms, checked their body, drew a simplified diagram of the detected lesions, and finally filled out the treatment form or referral form...

However, at lunch time, which was approaching noon, Yu Zhiming was stumped by the last patient of the morning.

The patient is a 24-year-old woman with long flowing hair and beautiful appearance.

She came to see a doctor accompanied by a best friend.

The long-haired woman's self-reported symptoms are that in the past two or three weeks, she has had chest pain, suffocation, and shortness of breath from time to time at night, as if her heart was broken.

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiming concluded that there was a high probability of a heart problem.

But when he started to check the woman's heart, he didn't find any organic disease.

The heart of the long-haired woman is very healthy.

Yu Zhiming conducted another full-body examination on the woman, but found no physical problems worthy of concern.

This is a healthy young woman.

Yu Zhiming had no clue for a while, so he had to ask the long-haired woman again for some basic information.

"Have you made any changes in your diet and life recently?"

The long-haired woman shook her head and said, "It's still the same as before, go to work and get off work, and then go back to the rental house to stay at home."

"The diet is still the same, but my appetite has become less good and I don't eat as much as before."

Yu Zhiming asked again: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

The long-haired woman shook her head again and said, "I don't have a boyfriend yet."

The best friend on the side interrupted with shining eyes: "Doctor Yu, do you have a girlfriend?"

"If not, we can contact you more."

Yu Zhiming criticized righteously: "I am working, don't interrupt and talk about irrelevant issues."

The woman's best friend stuck out her tongue and shut up.

Yu Zhiming thought for a while and then asked the long-haired woman, "How long have you lived in that rental house?"

"Have you changed jobs recently?"

The long-haired woman replied softly: "It has been more than two years since I moved in here after graduation."

"I have never changed jobs!"

No organic disease in the body was detected, and no questionable questions about diet and environment were asked. Yu Zhiming didn't know what to do for a while.

When the body exploration, which he was most good at and relied on, found nothing this time, Yu Zhiming felt a little at a loss.

Maybe there is really nothing wrong with the woman's body?

The chest pain, suffocation, and shortness of breath she described were like symptoms of a broken heart. Is this an over-description?

Or a false description?

Or is it caused by some kind of mental stress problem?

"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu..."

Seeing Yu Zhiming's silence, the long-haired woman couldn't help but feel worried, and asked, "Is my situation serious?"

"Doctor Yu, just say it. I can bear it, I really can bear it."

Seeing the long-haired woman's face filled with worry, Yu Zhiming said bluntly: "Don't think so wildly."

"To be honest with you, the reason why I haven't given a diagnosis for a long time is because I found that your heart is very healthy and there are no problems with other organs in your body."

"I can't find a pathological explanation for your chest pain, suffocation, and shortness of breath."

"Maybe it's a matter of mental stress?"

The long-haired woman asked doubtfully: "I don't feel how much mental pressure I'm under?"

Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and felt that he should trust his own judgment and ability.

His detection skills have been proven by countless facts, and the chance of problems is extremely small.

There is a high probability that the woman in front of her is in good health.

There is a high possibility that the physical symptoms she described were either lies or caused by mental problems.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhiming said to the long-haired woman: "Well, I will arrange for you to have a consultation with a psychological expert first."

"If consultation with a psychological expert shows that you have no mental stress problems, you can come back to me."

"At that time, I will arrange for my teacher, Dr. Qi Yue, to give you a diagnosis..."

After this diagnosis, which made Yu Zhiming feel a little frustrated, he and Qiao Lei went to the cafeteria for lunch.

At 12:50 noon, Yu Zhiming returned to the clinic again to start his afternoon work...

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming was just about to perform a physical examination on the patient lying on the examination bed when he heard a burst of exclamations and discussions outside the clinic.

He ignored it and put his hand on the patient's chest. He noticed that the light in front of him dimmed and another person entered the outpatient room.

The anxious voice of the little nurse rang in Yu Zhiming's ears.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? In your case, you should go to the trauma treatment room downstairs."

Yu Zhiming turned around and saw the person coming, but his eyes were fixed.

This is a man in his thirties or forties, only about 1.67 meters tall, and somewhat obese.

The man stared straight at Yu Zhiming.

In addition to this guy's somewhat scary gaze, what shocked Yu Zhiming even more was that there was a fruit knife more than ten centimeters long stuck in this man's left shoulder.

The blood that flowed out has soaked the left shoulder of his light-colored T-shirt, and the blood traces have also extended to the left chest.

Qiao Lei also noticed that something was wrong and took two steps forward to block Yu Zhiming.

"This is the internal medicine clinic."

"In your case, you have to go downstairs."

The man inserting the knife grinned and said, "I just want to come to Diagnostic Room No. 15 on the second floor to find a doctor named Yu Zhiming."

He took a step to the left and looked at Yu Zhiming, who was blocked by Qiao Lei, "That Dr. Yu should be you, right?"

Yu Zhiming also took a step to the left, faced the man with the knife, nodded and said: "It's me!"

"Did you come to see me specially?"

"Who asked you to come?"

The man who inserted the knife first hissed in pain, then grinned and said, "My mother died because of your treatment last week."

"I am a motherless child now."

After hearing what he said, Yu Zhiming immediately thought of what happened at the center last week.

A terminally ill diabetic patient died due to organ failure and her family members clamored for an explanation.

They also made vague threats about a psychopath recuperating in the suburbs.

It should be this guy in front of me!

Is he using self-mutilation to demonstrate his neurotic traits, show determination and make threats?

Or bring the murder weapon in this way?

Yu Zhiming knew that there were several security personnel at the door of the outpatient and emergency departments, as well as metal detectors.

Even if the average person wants to go to the outpatient and emergency department to cause trouble, they certainly can't hide a murder weapon on their body.

Of course, situations like the man in front of me are definitely exceptions and allowed.

A very smart psycho?

When Yu Zhiming thought of this, he couldn't help but become frightened. He moved a step to the right and hid behind Qiao Lei.

In his ears, the somewhat eerie voice of the man inserting the knife sounded again, "I have no wife, no children, and now I have no mother."

"I can say that I have nothing. Well, it's not that I have nothing. I am still sick and mentally ill."

"Doctor Yu, you don't have to be afraid. I won't hurt you. I haven't lost my mind yet."

"I just came over to see you while I was treating the wound. I really just came to see..."

At this time, Yu Zhiming heard rapid footsteps coming from outside.

The next moment, three or four security personnel rushed into the clinic room.

The man who inserted the knife did not resist, and the security personnel escorted him out obediently.

After the man with the knife was taken away, Yu Zhiming's body softened and he sat on a chair.

Yu Zhiming knew that this was a naked threat from that group of people, but it had to be said that this threat was very effective.

He was indeed frightened.

At this moment, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.

It was a call from Chi Yan, director of the psychiatry department.

Yu Zhiming answered the call, and Director Chi's voice rang out, "Dr. Xiao Yu, the patient you referred is very interesting. She has broken heart syndrome."

Director Chi further explained: "This broken heart syndrome is also called stress cardiomyopathy."

"Usually it's because people experience a major external event that causes them to feel extremely sad or angry, and the body secretes too many catecholamines, causing the heart to contract abnormally."

“As a result, chest pain, suffocation, shortness of breath and other symptoms similar to heart disease may occur.”

Director Chi chuckled again and said, "Dr. Xiao Yu, the most interesting thing is that this woman has a vague second personality."

"Her personality is particularly obsessed with one star."

"Some time ago, the star announced her marriage, which made her suffer from broken heart syndrome."

Yu Zhiming let out a long oh.

"Director Chi, thank you for informing me."

"Hey, Director Chi, I was scared for a moment. I want to go to your place for consultation. Is it helpful?"

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