Chapter 186 - 185: Only Open to Members

Chapter 186: Chapter 185: Only Open to Members

Qi Yue Medical Research Center, the main office.

Ge Yunlun stood before Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming, as well as Han Shuo, Xie Jianmin, and a dozen or so of the center’s medical staff, his face filled with gratitude and sincerity.

He announced in a clear voice, "Director Qi and Dr. Yu, you put aside our past disagreements and spared no effort, using your unparalleled medical skills to pull my child back from the brink of death. You are fully deserving of the praise: ’Great Physicians, Sincere and Noble.’"

"Director Qi, Dr. Yu, thank you!"

As he said this, Ge Yunlun gave a deep bow to Qi Yue and Yu Zhiming.

Qi Yue quickly stepped forward and made a gesture to help him up.

At the same time, Qiao Lei and Zhou Mo took the framed calligraphy of "Great Physicians, Sincere and Noble" and presented it to Qi Yue, Yu Zhiming, Han Shuo, and the others.

Though every pore on Qi Yue’s face radiated joy, he spoke humbly to Ge Yunlun.

"This praise is far too generous. We are not worthy of it."

Just then, Han Shuo, the second-oldest doctor at the center after Qi Yue, suddenly exclaimed, "This calligraphy, this calligraphy... Is this the work of Mr. Chang Ding?"

Yu Zhiming glanced at the signature and seal on the calligraphy and asked curiously, "Doctor Han, is this Mr. Chang Ding famous?"

Han Shuo practically pressed his face against the glass, admiring the calligraphy as he enlightened Yu Zhiming and the others.

"Mr. Chang Ding is a great master in the world of calligraphy, a titan of the art. He’s the vice president of our country’s Calligraphy Association."

"Let me put it this way..."

Han Shuo switched to a simpler explanation. "A single large character written by him starts at one hundred thousand at auction."

"But Mr. Chang is very protective of his reputation, so his work rarely circulates on the market."

"Mr. Ge, this piece...?"

Ge Yunlun gave Han Shuo a warm look. ’Finally, someone who knows what they’re looking at,’ he thought. ’My efforts weren’t wasted after all.’

Otherwise, it would have been a bit unnatural for him to bring up the calligraphy himself.

Ge Yunlun said with a touch of modest pride, "This Mr. Chang was an old friend of my late grandfather."

"I went to him to request a piece of his work. When I told him about Director Qi and Dr. Yu, Mr. Chang gladly agreed and wrote this phrase for you on the spot."

Qi Yue laughed heartily. "So it’s the work of a great master! We were too blind to see it."

"Mr. Ge, you’ve really put a lot of thought into this!"

Then, he instructed Doctor Han and Doctor Xie Jianmin to take the center’s interns on their rounds.

Afterward, Qi Yue invited Ge Yunlun into his director’s office.

Yu Zhiming joined them.

The three of them sat down in the reception area of the director’s office, and Qi Yue asked with a look of concern,

"Mr. Ge, how is your son now?"

Ge Yunlun’s expression was one of lingering fear, but also relief, as if a great weight had been lifted. He said, "After these past few days of targeted treatment, he’s eating more and more each day, and some color has returned to his face."

"They all say the most dangerous period is over."

"Of course, his recovery will still be a very long process. But this time, we finally have hope. We feel at ease now, no longer panicked and helpless."

"This is all thanks to Director Qi and Dr. Yu."

As he spoke, Ge Yunlun took a thin envelope from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table between them.

"This is just a small token. It can’t possibly express the immense gratitude of the entire Ge Family, but I hope you won’t refuse it."

Qi Yue politely gestured to refuse it. "Mr. Ge, there’s no need. That six hundred thousand you gave us last time..."

Ge Yunlun looked ashamed and said, "Director Qi, that money... we agreed at the time that it was an apology for my offense."

He sighed again, his face full of self-reproach. "I was the one who listened to someone else, and my child was the one who suffered for it."

"Thankfully, you both have the character of truly great doctors and didn’t hold my previous crudeness and offense against me."

Qi Yue said slowly, "In any case, as doctors, we can’t just stand by and watch someone die..."

The two sides exchanged a few more pleasantries before Ge Yunlun took the initiative to leave.

Qi Yue and Yu Zhiming saw Ge Yunlun’s party out of the center’s building, then returned to the director’s office together.

Qi Yue noticed Yu Zhiming’s eyes darting toward the envelope on the coffee table from time to time and said with a faint smile, "Don’t hold back. Just open it and see what’s inside."

Yu Zhiming chuckled, his movements unusually swift as he snatched up the envelope and pulled out the checks inside.

There were two of them, both for six hundred thousand.

"Teacher, is this one for each of us?"

Yu Zhiming asked tentatively, "Teacher, it wouldn’t be right for us to just pocket these checks, would it?"

Qi Yue nodded. "Although this was a ’flying knife’ case for us—freelance income, essentially—this case is widely known, and the amount on the checks is not small."

"Especially you, Zhiming. There’s no telling how many people are watching you, both openly and secretly."

"To avoid any potential trouble, it’s best to have this money go through the proper channels, through the hospital’s finance department."

Yu Zhiming nodded in agreement. "I’ll do as you say, Teacher."

Qi Yue nodded in satisfaction and added, "When it goes through the hospital’s finance department, they’ll take a significant cut, and with taxes on top of that, the final amount will be reduced by nearly half."

He then offered a piece of advice, "Zhiming, don’t worry too much about money. With your skills and abilities, you’ll never be short of it in the future."

"Perhaps in three to five years, money will just be a number to you."

Yu Zhiming grunted in acknowledgment, then confessed, "Teacher, you might not believe this, but I’ve earned more in the past month than I did in the past several years combined."

"It’s actually making me a little uneasy."

Qi Yue laughed heartily. "As long as you’re not stealing, robbing, or cheating, and you’ve earned the money with your own skills, you can accept it with a clear conscience."

"But you still have to pay the income tax you owe. Don’t get yourself reported in the end."

Yu Zhiming giggled. "That won’t happen. I’ve always been a law-abiding citizen..."

When he returned to the main office, Zhou Mo and Qiao Lei gathered around him, looking as if they shared in his glory.

Zhou Mo said with a beaming smile, "Dr. Yu, the story of the calligraphy Mr. Ge gave you is already spreading through the doctors’ circles."

Qiao Lei added excitedly, "The version of your and the Director’s diagnostic process currently making the rounds is..."

"Dr. Yu feels the patient and says it’s like two people pieced together; Director Qi ponders for a moment and declares, ’Human chimerism!’"

"They’re also saying that the diagnosis took less than a minute, cracking a case that had stumped over a dozen medical experts."

Yu Zhiming chuckled. "Since it’s just a rumor on the grapevine, of course it’s going to be wildly exaggerated. It wasn’t that easy."

"The saying ’a minute on stage takes ten years of practice offstage’ applies to us, too."

Yu Zhiming adopted a serious expression. "Before I went, I studied the child’s medical history and treatment records from over the years several times."

"That’s equivalent to standing on the shoulders of the many medical experts who came before me."

"They eliminated all the other possibilities for us, which is why we were able to hit the bullseye when we happened upon a discovery."

Zhou Mo went "Oh," and nodded lightly. "Dr. Yu, that makes a lot of sense. Nothing is ever accomplished without effort."

Just then, a voice drifted in from the hallway.

"Dr. Yu, don’t be so modest."

Following the voice, Dr. You Weixian from Neurosurgery walked into the main office with a cheerful smile.

"Everyone knows that your discovery—the part about him feeling like two people pieced together—was the key to diagnosing the cause of the child’s illness."

"Without that discovery, which no one else could make, it wouldn’t have mattered how many more medical experts you brought in. It would’ve been useless."

Zhou Mo realized Yu Zhiming had been pulling her leg and shot him a sharp glare.

You Weixian chuckled softly and tossed a small object to Yu Zhiming.

Yu Zhiming caught it easily and saw it was a matte black metal card.

"Mr. Shen Zhe has been discharged."

"This is a membership card for the Lake and Mountain Lodge that he sent for you. Consider it a thank-you gift from him."

Yu Zhiming examined the card in his hand, which was engraved only with a subtle pattern of a lake and mountain scene, along with a string of numbers.

"Doctor You, is the Lake and Mountain Lodge a place for dining and leisure? Does this card mean I don’t have to pay when I go there?"

"Or does it just get me a really big discount?"

You Weixian said, affecting an air of mystery, "It’s a place for both dining and leisure, and a place many people want to go but can’t."

"Because it’s open to members only."

"Dr. Yu, as for the card’s other uses, you’ll find out once you’ve been there."

After a brief pause, he changed the subject. "Dr. Yu, do you have a moment? There’s a patient with a brain tumor who needs a puncture biopsy..."