Thursday is another physical examination day every other week.

After Yu Zhiming got up, he first went to the oncology department and conducted a detailed physical examination on the two terminal cancer patients.

He found that although the patient maintained a high temperature of over thirty-nine degrees, the feeling of strangulation and resistance everywhere in his body yesterday had subsided significantly.

Yu Zhiming knew that the strangulation war of cancer cells in the body was over, and the remaining power of the ginseng pill should be enough to support the patient to win the remaining battle.

In other words, two ginseng pills are enough for patients with moderate to high risk of advanced cancer.

High-risk patients will need three pills.

This dosage is consistent with the previous predictions of Wang Wu and Yu Zhiming.

He returned to Zhenlou, exercised a bit, had breakfast with Qing Ning and others, and then got into the physical examination.

In the morning, there were physical examinations from the hospital’s donation unit.

These people exercise less, are pampered, and most of their physical problems are cardiovascular and cerebrovascular.

After 11 o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming performed a physical examination on a middle-aged man with short back hair who was over forty and had two obvious moles on his face.

At the beginning of the head inspection, Yu Zhiming quickly discovered a problem.

"Have you had plastic surgery in your early years?"

"I did it after I graduated from college."

The little man with the slender hair replied, and explained: "Back then, I was short and ugly. I was rejected many times when I was looking for a job. I got angry and went for plastic surgery and heightening."

"It's been nearly twenty years now."

Yu Zhiming has already discovered through examination that this guy not only underwent intraoral cheekbone reduction surgery, but also raised the bridge of his nose, narrowed his forehead, and had his double eyelids cut.

He looked at the facial features of the little man with a small forehead, a small forehead, double eyelids, a somewhat flat face, and a bulge in the middle of the bridge of his nose.

With this dignified appearance, Yu Zhiming couldn't help complaining that the results of your plastic surgery are really not that good.

Was it because you were too ugly back then?

Or is it that after these twenty years of torture, the plastic surgery results are no longer the same as before, and have made people look ugly?

While Yu Zhiming was examining the man's body, he couldn't help but be curious in his mind and began to restore the man's previous appearance.

The forehead becomes wider!

Double eyelids become single eyelids!

The bridge of your nose becomes straight!

Raised cheekbones......

Yu Zhiming's checking hands stopped involuntarily, mainly because the facial features restored in his mind were somewhat handsome, many times more handsome than the guy in front of him.

Is this because he has a unique aesthetic and deliberately made himself look ugly? Or was the plastic surgery a failure back then?

"Doctor Yu...Doctor Yu..."

Yu Zhiming was pulled out of his deep thoughts by the voice of the little man with a back hair, and he hurriedly joked: "I thought there was some problem with your intestines, so I felt it carefully."

"It turns out I was worrying too much, it's okay!"

The little man with the slingback exhaled exaggeratedly and said, "It's no problem. Doctor Yu, you looked thoughtful just now, but it scared me."

"It is said that I am not afraid of the sky or the earth, but I am afraid of Dr. Yu's sudden pause and frown."

Yu Zhiming smiled and continued to examine the man.

When he checked his legs, he found that this guy had indeed undergone bone augmentation surgery, not once, but twice.

This guy is really cruel to himself.

Every time a broken bone increases, there is a certain risk of paralysis of the lower limbs and a lot of pain.

However, judging from this guy's height of about 1.77 meters, the heightening effect of broken bones should be good.

After Yu Zhiming finished the examination, he took back his hand and said: "There is no big problem with your body, but your stomach needs to be taken care of and your diet needs to be regular."

"There is also a need for some restraint in married life."

The little man with a slumped back stood up and said with a sneer on his face: "Doctor Yu, I must pay attention to taking care of my stomach and my married life. I must be in moderation."

"that……"

He requested again with a sincere look on his face: "Dr. Yu, my plastic surgery and heightening were a spur-of-the-moment impulse when I was young. Now my colleagues and friends don't know about it."

Yu Zhiming said solemnly: "Don't worry, plastic surgery and heightening are your personal privacy, I will not leak it."

"Thank you...thank you..." The little man with the back of his head kept saying thank you and left.

Seeing the man's back as he left, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but mutter in his heart, did someone really make him look ugly?

Out of curiosity, Yu Zhiming reached out and picked up the person's information sheet and took a few glances at it.

Yu Zhiming felt that a number in the table was very annoying.

The number in the age column is "41".

Yu Zhiming has checked the bodies of so many people. He knows exactly what age and physical performance they are.

Nowadays, Yu Zhiming basically doesn’t ask the patient’s age. Once he starts to explore, he can tell how old the patient is.

The age of this little man with a back-shouldered head was found by Yu Zhiming to be forty-six or seventeen years old.

This is a huge age gap from what he wrote himself.

With a gap of at least five years, Yu Zhiming would not think that there would be such a big error in his investigation.

In addition, this guy deliberately made his appearance ugly...

Yu Zhiming felt a chill in his heart.

At this time, the next medical examiner entered the examination room.

Yu Zhiming suppressed the doubts in his heart and devoted himself to work again.

It was not until nearly twelve o'clock in the morning that Yu Zhiming completed his morning physical examination, returned to the soundproof office, and couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and dial Wei Hao of the Municipal Bureau.

"Officer Wei, there is a suspicious situation that I need to report to you..."

Yu Zhiming briefly described the situation of the little man with a bald head on the phone, and then said: "Not only did this man undergo plastic surgery and increase his height, he also deliberately changed his age by five or six years."

"I think this is very suspicious of the ugly plastic surgery and the change of age. It's very suspicious."

The next moment, Wei Hao's voice came from the mobile phone, "Doctor Yu, do you have his ID number?"

“Or a social security number?”

Yu Zhiming reported the social security number while recalling the information on the little man's information sheet.

"Wait a minute, let me check him and his social connections..."

Yu Zhiming heard a sound of typing on the keyboard, and the next moment, Wei Hao's suddenly high-pitched voice came over.

"Dr. Yu, do you think this man's actual age should be forty-six or seventeen years old?"

Yu Zhiming said solemnly: "It should be this big."

"My investigation will not go wrong. I am confident that he will definitely not be the 41 years old written on his watch."

Wei Hao said with excitement: "Doctor Yu, this guy's ex-wife had a brother who killed his girlfriend twenty-five years ago and has been on the run. He has not been arrested yet."

"That man is forty-seven years old now."

Yu Zhiming was slightly startled and asked: "Officer Wei, do you mean he is that person?"

"Doesn't that mean that he married his own sister?"

After a while, Wei Hao's voice rang from the phone again.

"This guy's first marriage only lasted a year and five months, and he had no children."

Wei Hao, who was on the other end of the call, roared with excitement: "Damn it, it's such a daring and evasive design, it's absolutely amazing, it's absolutely amazing."

"Returning to his parents as a son-in-law, the family is happy, and others automatically ignore the possibility that he is a criminal."

"Yes or no, we will know by taking a DNA test..."

After Yu Zhiming had lunch, he rushed to the oncology department to conduct a physical examination on the two patients.

It was found that although the body temperatures of the two patients were still above 39 degrees, the fighting in their bodies had basically subsided.

Yu Zhiming returned to Zhenlou and saw Qu Chang waiting in the lobby on the first floor.

"Doctor Yu..."

Yu Zhiming saw that this guy was smiling all over his face and asked, "Have you done it?"

Qu Chang's face bloomed with a smile like a flower, and he said: "I will officially come to report tomorrow. I come to say something to you first."

"Dr. Yu, thank you for your strong support!"

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "I don't have strong support. The main reason is that you ran down by yourself."

Qu Chang said sincerely: "You gave me the opportunity and allowed me to gain the approval of Dean Li. This is strong support."
To be continued...