Rogue Aventure

Yang Luo said: "Dean Jian, let's go and have a look."

Jian Zhuohong's expression kept changing, "Prime Minister! There are still a few convalescent wards, but they are all central..."

The Prime Minister waved his hand, "Put Comrade Chen Fugui there first."

Jian Zhuohong hurried to make arrangements. Since the Prime Minister said so, he would not check any wards, which was considered a room for him.

A group of people surrounded the Prime Minister and came to the convalescent ward. Yang Luo nodded in satisfaction when he saw the facilities inside.

Jian Zhuohong said: "There are four nurses here to take care of you 24 hours a day. If you have anything to do, press the red button on the bedside."

The Prime Minister said earnestly: "You are all soldiers, and you must not forget your roots. The military hospitals are there to serve the soldiers, let alone a combat hero. Without their generation, we would not have the China we have today. Today you put An old Red Army soldier was kicked out, and he was not the only one who hurt his heart, and millions of soldiers in China are watching." Speaking of this, he pointed to the general star on Jian Zhuohong's shoulder, "As a General, I don’t need to repeat this truth.”

Jian Zhuohong stood straight, "Prime Minister, I will remember your words."

The prime minister nodded: "Also! There is a big problem with the review of the recruitment of doctors in your military hospital, and such things must not be sloppy. If an unqualified doctor treats a person, if something goes wrong, it is related to human life. We cannot take the responsibility of ordinary people. Life is a joke."

Bai Penggao stood behind the crowd and his body trembled. Jian Zhuohong didn't know what the Prime Minister meant by saying this. The doctors and nurses recruited by the military hospital must be strictly reviewed.

Yang Luo handed Bai Junjie's resume to him, "Dean Jian, please take a look, this is the so-called doctor of Johns Hopkins School of Medicine, I don't know how you review it, such a person can actually It is a serious malfeasance to be a chief physician."

Jian Zhuohong's face changed drastically, "Where did this come from?"

Yang Luosen said coldly, "Where can I get such a copy?"

Jian Zhuohong really couldn't believe it, if the prime minister wasn't here, he would definitely think it was a fake.Turning to look at Bai Penggao behind the crowd, "Vice President Bai! Can you give me an explanation."

The crowd dispersed with a whoosh, and Bai Penggao walked over and said, "What can this piece of copy paper explain?" This guy is a broken pot.Now only Yang Luo can find these things at the Johns Hopkins School of Medicine, and no one else can find them if they want to.

The corner of Yang Luo's mouth curled into a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

The Prime Minister did not say anything, "Comrade Chen Baofu's condition must be treated with all your strength."

"Yes!" Jian Zhuohong replied.

The Prime Minister nodded and walked out, followed closely by the guards.

Yang Luo looked at Bai Penggao and smiled, "It's all gone."

The doctors and nurses looked at Bai Penggao gloatingly, and went back to their respective offices to discuss.

"Sister Li, what is the origin of that surnamed Yang? He actually invited the Prime Minister here." A young man in his 20s said.

A middle-aged man picked up the tea on the desk and took a sip, "Whatever his background is, our Vice President Bai and Chief Director Bai Junjie are going to be in trouble." Speaking of this, he looked at the young man, "Xiao Zhao! Going to work tomorrow to buy a few newspapers, I am really curious about what the last fax was.”

Sister Li said with a smile: "What is it? It must be something that can send the Bai family to hell."

Xiao Zhao lit a cigarette: "Member of the World Society of Thoracic Surgery, this is much scarier than the doctor of the Johns Hopkins School of Medicine. No wonder we can save people who have been sentenced to death."

Sister Li nodded: "Vice President Chi didn't even dare to perform this operation, he was the one who invited Dr. Yang here. It's also because Bai Junjie doesn't have eyes. Forget it here, the operation has been successful, and you still make trouble for others, this is self-inflicted."

The middle-aged man sighed, "Infection will follow, and the operation will be considered successful only if the patient can survive the operation for three days."

Sister Li said: "Yes! Now it depends on whether the patient can survive this hurdle."

Standing beside Yang Luo, Meng Jie said, "Bai Junjie didn't die when he fell down such a high step. It's really a fate."

Another very cute little nurse pouted and said, "That's right! Come to our duty room if you have nothing to do, and look at him and feel like vomiting. This is really a disaster that lasted for thousands of years, why didn't he fall to death."

Yang Luo rolled his eyes and squatted down to roll up Chen Baofu's trouser legs, untied the bandages on the prosthetic leg, and frowned as he looked at the wound: "Long-term chronic trauma, cysts, and the severity of inflammation need further diagnosis."

Meng Jie said worriedly: "Why don't you transfer to the orthopedics department? I don't think Bai Penggao has the guts to push people away." Yang Luo shook his head, no one dared to call himself an expert in front of Yang Luo for battlefield injuries.

Chen Baofu resolutely said: "I'm not going anywhere. This life has been handed over decades ago. Now I want to hand over this life to my comrades in arms. Even if I die, I can feel at ease." Yin Yao, Meng Jie and the little nurse became sad at the same time.

Meng Jie said faintly: "My father was also a soldier. He once told me that the closest thing in this world is not the relationship between parents, brothers and sisters, but the friendship in battle."

Tears flowed down irregularly on Chen Baofu's wrinkled face, "If my brother hadn't blocked that bullet for me behind my back, I would have died long ago."

Yang Luo's heart trembled, and familiar faces appeared in his mind, and then fell down beside him one by one.That kind of taste is indeed not something ordinary people can bear.

Bei Yinyao saw that Yang Luo's expression was a little off, so she knelt down and grabbed his hand and said worriedly, "Yang Luo, what's wrong."

Yang Luo came back to his senses and said, "It's all right!" Then he picked up the signed slip and signed his name, "Meng Jie, take Mr. Chen to do a few detailed inspections, and do everything you can. This hurts the country and must be done. Responsible, whoever is not convinced and dares to drive people out, I will let him lie here for the rest of his life."

Meng Jie nodded and the little nurse helped Chen Baofu to do the examination. Yang Luo said softly: "This is the real hero. I am nothing compared to him. But it is such a hero of iron and blood, a hero of the War of Resistance, But they were treated unfairly like this. Bai Penggao and Bai Junjie, these two rubbish, let the dogs eat their hearts."

At this moment, a young doctor ran in panting, "Doctor Yang! Zhang Ye started to have a fever."

Yang Luo looked at the time, "Seven hours have passed since the operation, this kid's physical fitness is still helpful for his injury." After speaking, he walked out.

When I came to the ICU ward, I saw all the doctors and nurses participating in the operation.

Seeing Yang Luo, Li Na anxiously said, "Yang Luo! Zhang Ye has a high fever of 37°8."

Yang Luo reached out and touched Zhang Ye's forehead, and said to a nurse, "Inject antibiotics immediately, and keep an eye on him for 24 hours."

"Okay!" The little nurse hurried out.

"Dingling..." The phone rang quickly.

Yang Luo took out the phone and saw that it belonged to Old John, and pressed the answer button, "Old John, how is the matter?"

John said: "I got the medicine for you, but I can't take it out. You can find a way by yourself."

Yang Luo frowned, "Okay! Wait for my news."

Li Na asked anxiously, "How is it?"

Yang Luo didn't answer him, but after hesitating for a while, he dialed a number. After a while, a lazy voice came from the handset, "Yang! You bastard, you always bother me at this time."

Yang Luo said seriously: "Joe! Get up immediately and go to Johns Hopkins Medical School in Maryland, and find the dean to get three antibiotics. I must see you tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh...God, Yang, you'd better kill me."

"Joe! I'm not kidding you."

It seemed that Yang Luo's tone was wrong, "Yang! What happened?"

"Don't ask, these three antibacterial drugs are life-saving, but others can't bring them out, so use your private jet to bring them over."

"Okay Yang, I owe you my life. But I am a world-renowned philanthropist, and I still have to think about what I can do to help your country when I go to China."

Yang Luo pursed his lips and muttered, "You're still a philanthropist." Then he hung up the phone.

"Dingling..." Before I put the phone in my pocket, the bell rang again.

"Boss! I heard you're back?" Wei Hua's voice came from the receiver.

Yang Luo smiled: "You are always so well informed."

"It's okay to be uninformed. As soon as you come back, you will fix Li Zheng. This matter has spread in both black and white."

Yang Luo snorted coldly: "Wang Hui's trash is in Beijing?"

"Hey...he's back, I followed him when he came back. That guy wants to eat me now."

"You keep an eye on him, tell me something."

"Don't worry, he can't make any big waves with me. But this morning I found out that he and Li are together. These two guys have never dealt with each other. It's not a good thing to run together now."

Yang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Just keep an eye on them. Also, release the wind for me, and let those bezoars and dogs lie obediently in the cave. If any brat dares to Come out and I'll f*ck strangle 'em all."

"Okay! Leave this matter to me. Do you have time now, we haven't seen each other for a few years, come out for a drink and find a girl to relax."

Yang Luo said: "Something happened to Zhang Ye, and he's still hanging around in hell. I have to watch here."

"Zhang Ye?" Wei Hua was a little puzzled.

"My old man's guard, you were often repaired by him when you were young."

Wei Hua laughed dryly, "Don't mention things about my childhood, I still have things to do and see you when I have time."

"Beep beep..." Before Yang Luo could speak, a busy tone came from the receiver.

Yang Luo thought for a while and dialed a number again, "Tan Long! How's the case with Wang Fei?"

Tan Long said: "I thought you forgot about this matter."

Yang Luo rubbed his nose, if Wei Hua hadn't called suddenly, he would have really forgotten about it.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's going on?"

Tan Long sighed, "All the people involved in the case have been caught, but the fat man who is the owner of Dynasty Nightclub is dead, and the clues are cut off."

"En." Yang Luo hummed, "You tell Wang Fei to come to Beijing to find me after the Chinese New Year."