At half past seven, Yu Zhiming came out of the bedroom. When he saw the breakfast on the dining table, he couldn't help but roll his eyelids.

Dumplings, boiled eggs, pickles, seaweed dumpling soup.

Gu Qingning smiled and said: "I am not prepared today, and I will definitely not be so perfunctory tomorrow."

"Let's make do with a meal today..."

Academician Tan Ying's international medical exchange will start at ten o'clock in the morning, and Yu Zhiming first came to Qiyue Medical Research Center.

As soon as he entered the big office, he was told by Qiao Lei that Rao Yi's friend was already waiting for him in the examination room.

It was only half past eight in the morning when Yu Zhiming checked, which was enough time to check one patient before the ward round.

He came to the examination room and saw a man with long hair, a ponytail, and an artistic atmosphere.

It's just that this person is walking with a limp on a single crutch, which slightly damages his image.

Yu Zhiming has learned that this person's name is Zhang Yue, he is 32 years old and is good at violin playing and arranging music.

Zhang Yue told Yu Zhiming that his left leg was damaged when he accidentally hit a lamppost while riding a motorcycle.

"Sister Yi has the utmost respect for Dr. Yu."

"You say your probing skills are unparalleled, but my situation is like child's play in your hands..."

Yu Zhiming was not in a good mood today and glanced at Zhang Yue blankly.

"Don't talk, just lie on the bed."

Zhang Yue could clearly feel that the young doctor in front of him was in a very unhappy mood.

He closed his mouth and lay on the examination bed obediently. Then he noticed a hand pressing on his left knee...

Two or three minutes later, Yu Zhiming ended the inspection.

"There are indeed bone fragments in the left knee joint, three small pieces, the particles are small, and they have been embedded in the cartilage."

"I can use a puncture needle to take it out."

"It will hurt a little..."

Zhang Yue said hurriedly: "Doctor Yu, I am not afraid of pain, and I also know that long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain."

Yu Zhiming smiled slightly and asked Qiao Lei to get the puncture needle...

After three punctures, Yu Zhiming neatly took out three small bone fragments about the size of half a grain of rice.

Seeing Zhang Yue sweating in pain, Yu Zhiming felt a sense of joy in his heart.

"Zhang Yue, you still have four small fragments of bone in your left calf. I can also help you take them out."

Zhang Yue asked timidly: "It still hurts?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "You need local anesthesia."

Zhang Yue breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, okay. If I don't bother the two masters, I'll just bother Dr. Yu..."

After Yu Zhiming finished dealing with Zhang Yue's problem, and then followed Teacher Qi Yue to check the room, it was already nine forty.

He hurried to the Liver Research Center and saw Academician Tan Ying leading a dozen or two people chatting enthusiastically with two or three foreigners in front of the center building.

Yu Zhiming also saw an acquaintance beside the foreigner.
Chapter completed!