From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Su Qingwan and Luo Qingyi carefully managed to discipline Lu Yunzhou until he obediently leaned back against the hospital bed before stopping.

"You'll have a full set of follow-up tests tomorrow. If the data is normal, you can be discharged."

Luo Qingyi closed the medical record folder, not giving him a chance to bargain.

Lu Yunzhou rubbed his ear, which had been pinched red by Su Qingwan, and nodded repeatedly: "I'll follow the doctor's instructions."

Su Qingwan picked up her bag and walked to the door, turning back to warn, "If you dare to play any more tricks, I'll have Qingyi transfer you to the intensive care unit and tie you to the bed 24 hours a day."

"I won't dare to do it again."

Lu Yunzhou watched the two leave, and as soon as the door closed, he buried himself in his pillow and let out a sigh of relief.

He lay there until his bones itched, then took out his phone to charge it; the screen was overflowing with unread messages.

Feng Qianyi asked him where he had gone, Shen Luoyan also pressed him for his whereabouts, while Mu Qingying sent a string of voice messages and angry emojis.

Lu Yunzhou replied to each one: "I had to go on a last-minute business trip, my phone had no signal, and I just arrived."

After sending the message, he stayed up for another hour before finally kicking off the covers and sneaking into the emergency room in his hospital gown.

As soon as he turned the corner in the corridor, he saw Luo Qingyi sitting in consultation room number one, examining a little girl by holding her arm.

The child was crying with snot running down his face, and the young mother stood by his side, sweating with anxiety.

Luo Qingyi comforted the child: "If the joint is dislocated, take an X-ray to confirm the angle first."

Lu Yunzhou walked over and squatted down, taking a coin out of his pocket: "Little sister, watch carefully."

The coin flipped between his fingers, and when he opened his palm again, it was gone. The little girl forgot to cry and sniffled, asking, "Where's the coin?"

"It flew behind your ear."

Lu Yunzhou pulled a coin from behind her ear, his right hand already running along her dislocated arm to her elbow.

His fingertips brushed across the bone gap, and the radial head fell into his palm.

The little girl tilted her head to look at the coin, and he supported her forearm, pressed his thumb against the joint, and gently twisted and pushed it.

With a click, the joint returned to its original position.

Lu Yunzhou gave her a thumbs-up and teased her, "Come on, pat Uncle's hand."

The little girl tried raising her arm and slapping it. The young mother was stunned: "That's it?"

"Okay, go back and don't pull her arm anymore."

Lu Yunzhou handed the coin to the child and stood up to give him some instructions.

The mother and daughter thanked him repeatedly. As the little girl was leaving, she waved to him while holding up the coin, and her crying had long since stopped.

Luo Qingyi crossed her arms, blocking his way: "When did you learn bone setting?"

Lu Yunzhou answered readily: "It's an heirloom."

"A family tradition?"

Luo Qingyi circled around him for a while, saying, "Blindly locating the location and repositioning it in one step, even the head of orthopedics might not be as skilled as you."

"Sister Qingyi, you flatter me. I was just touching things randomly."

Lu Yunzhou took a step towards the door.

Luo Qingyi shoved a chair behind his legs and pressed his shoulders to make him sit down: "Stop trying to fool me. Since you're so bored, help me with my outpatient clinic."

"I'm still a patient."

Lu Yunzhou tried to struggle.

"Here, I'm in charge."

Luo Qingyi opened the medical record and called out towards the door, "Next patient."

After that, most of the patients who came in had colds and fevers. Lu Yunzhou would only occasionally add a few words to the conversation until two family members dragged a woman in her fifties into the consultation room.

The woman's face was sallow, white foam hung from the corners of her mouth, and her legs trembled so badly that she could barely stand.

Her family helped her sit down and hurriedly explained, "My mother has been weak in her hands and feet for the past two days, and she staggers when she walks. This morning she was even foaming at the mouth."

Just as Luo Qingyi was about to examine the woman, Lu Yunzhou stared intently at her pupils and the corners of her mouth: "Auntie, could you stand up and walk a few steps along the crack in the ground?"

The woman nodded, helped her family member to their feet, and managed to walk straight for the first three steps, but veered to the right with her fourth step, her toes trailing in an arc.

The family members quickly helped the person up, and Lu Yunzhou then asked, "Have you been choking on food lately, especially when drinking water?"

"I choked twice while drinking porridge the day before yesterday and coughed for a long time."

The woman's speech was slurred and her tongue was not fluent.

Lu Yunzhou asked, "Does your head hurt? Which side hurts?"

The woman raised her hand and pressed it against her temple: "It's been a dull ache on the left side for several days now."

Lu Yunzhou turned to Luo Qingyi: "Start with a cranial CT scan, and then get a color Doppler ultrasound of the neck vessels."

Luo Qingyi looked at him: "What do you suspect?"

"Gait deviates to the right, choking when swallowing, weakness in the right limbs, and unilateral headache."

Lu Yunzhou tapped the woman's feet, "There's a problem with blood supply to the brainstem or cerebellum. It's probably blocked in the vertebrobasilar artery. If it's delayed any longer, it could lead to a large-scale infarction."

Luo Qingyi's expression changed, and she immediately used a flashlight to check the woman's pupils. She then asked the woman to stick out her tongue, and sure enough, the tip of her tongue was deviating to the right.

She pressed the call button: "Urgent CT scan, notify the radiology department, suspected posterior circulation infarction, prioritize treatment."

The family member turned pale: "Doctor, has my mother had a stroke?"

Luo Qingyi helped the woman sit up: "There are already danger signs, but it hasn't developed into a large-scale infarction yet. Luckily, we came today."

After the nurse took the person for examination, she turned to her and asked, "You could tell just by watching her walk?"

"Walking is just one place."

Lu Yunzhou leaned back in his chair. "When she came in, she had mild nystagmus. When she looked to the right, the nystagmus was asymmetrical. The white foam at the corner of her mouth came from a weakened swallowing reflex, which is different from epileptic foam. With these symptoms combined, the direction became clear."

Luo Qingyi stared at him for a moment, then pushed the new medical record in front of him: "You can continue sitting. I've also looked at the patients behind you. If you have any thoughts, just say so."

"Sister Qingyi, I really am a patient."

Lu Yunzhou shrugged.

"Who you are is up to me."

Luo Qingyi had already called the next person.

A dozen minutes later, the test results were sent back to the examination room. The color Doppler ultrasound showed severe stenosis of the left vertebral artery, and the CT scan indicated early ischemic lesions in the blood supply area of ​​the posterior inferior cerebellar artery.

The lightbox lit up, revealing the ischemic lesion. If it had been any later, the consequences would not have been limited to just one scan.

Exactly.

Luo Qingyi stood in front of the lightbox for a long time, holding the film, and her expression was complicated when she turned around.

"Lu Yunzhou".

"exist."

"I'll believe your old saying for now."

She stuffed the film back into her bag, walked over and sat down in front of him, her knees almost touching his legs. She leaned closer and lowered her voice, "But let me tell you, it's a waste of your talent to be stuck in that bodyguard job."

"Sister Qingyi, I'm just a rough man trying to make a living."

"Can a brute forcefully reposition a patient? Can a brute force judge posterior circulation ischemia based on gait?"

Luo Qingyi poked his chest with her index finger. "If you're interested, I can open a special expert position for you anytime."

Lu Yunzhou smiled and brushed her fingers away: "We'll talk about this later. I need to finish up this first."

Luo Qingyi snorted and got up to walk towards the door.

He suddenly stopped halfway through the walk, turned to the side, and said, "By the way, come find me to sign the discharge papers tomorrow after your check-up. Don't run away."

"receive."

Luo Qingyi's footsteps faded into the distance.

Lu Yunzhou sat in the emergency room, sunlight streaming in through the window.

"Ding-dong~"

A notification sound rang on my phone.

Just as Lu Yunzhou was about to pick it up and look at it, the door was pushed open again.