White armor

Chapter 124 Professor Luo, please (Part )

Luo Hao felt a little complicated when he saw this scene.

I probably knew what Fan Dongkai was thinking, but Li Qiubo was asking for trouble.

But he couldn't let his uncle lose face. Li Qiubo's face had to be maintained.

"Old Fan...Old Fan, please get in the car first." Luo Hao said, walking up to Li Qiubo, "Dean Qiubo, I'm leaving now."

"Why so early? Have you had breakfast?" Li Qiubo asked with concern.

"Eat, eat, I have a few surgeries today and hold a small academic conference. Fan...Old Fan returned to China to exchange surgery for maxillofacial hemangioma and related experiences and insights."

"It's really a rush." ​​Li Qiubo said with emotion.

"There is no way. Academic meetings are always held. Let's sit down and exchange experiences together, so as not to encounter similar patients who don't know what to do."

After chatting with Li Qiubo for a few words, Luo Hao waved goodbye and drove away with Fan Dongkai.

Watching Mark 307 leave, Li Qiubo's smile grew thicker and thicker. Lin Yuming was really envious of him for having such a good nephew.

"Ah."

"Master, during the Chinese New Year, I went to see Dean Qiubo. He said we would wait for two months. It has been more than a month. Please give me a few words. I will die if I stay here any longer."

"The top is so cold that it freezes the bones, and the bottom is as hot as a stove. I feel like I'm just a pancake. I don't know when it will be ready."

He didn't do it himself.

"Master, I really can't bear it anymore. I am also fifty this year and my bones are weak. At night, no matter how many mattresses are laid on the fire bed, my bones will be bruised. I can't sleep well night after night."

Wang Guohua stood waiting at the door of Dean Qiu Bo's office like a sculpture, scouring his old face.

Wang Guohua stood silently at the door of Dean Li Qiubo's office and waited.

This matter was Wen Youren's fault. Luo Hao slapped him in the face. In addition, the big bosses in God City rushed to Donglian to put pressure on him, so Wen Youren had no choice but to leave.

"Thank you, master, thank you, master. It's really Luo Haotai who bullies others, woo woo woo."

Wang Guohua was distraught and hung up the phone.

"Youren, are the conditions there so bad?" Wang Guohua held his cell phone, feeling a little embarrassed.

Not here, Wang Guohua thought for a moment, but did not leave. Instead, he stayed at the door of Li Qiubo's office and waited.

"Director Guohua, morning."

Sometimes, when a new director comes up, he will shut out the old director and erase all the marks left by the old director.

When Wang Guohua was still young, he almost starved to death. It was Wen Youren's parents who gave him a mouthful of food, so Wang Guohua always took good care of Wen Youren. Wang Guohua believed that he had a clear conscience.

"Look for Dean Qiubo to sign, but he's not here."

……

With a flash of lightning in his mind, Li Qiubo instantly understood what Wang Guohua was doing to come to him.

"Okay..." Wang Guohua replied hesitantly.

If we don’t say that poverty alleviation and border support will bring certain benefits, it is indeed a hardship.

Maybe Wang Guohua has seen these facts countless times with his own eyes, and he doesn't want to choose any one.

Although I am old, I cannot rely on my old age to show off. If it's your own business, it's easy to say whatever you want, but isn't this Wen Youren's business?

If Luo Hao were his nephew, his ceiling in this life might not be limited to the dean and secretary of the Mine General Manager.

There are various interests and conflicts between the retired director and his former students and apprentices.

"Director Guohua!" Li Qiubo came down from the elevator and greeted Wang Guohua from a distance when he saw Wang Guohua standing at the door of the office waiting for him.

His relationship with Wen Youren is somewhat special.

"It's still snowing heavily here, and it's more than 20 degrees below zero. Master, there are not even young people here. Anyone who can walk has left, and there are no people in the entire county. There are no patients in the hospital every day, basically It’s some elderly patients.”

If you want to ask for help from others, you must have the attitude of asking for help from others.

"Master! The prisoners that Lao Maozi exiled are Siberia, and this side is actually Siberia." Wen Youren sobbed on the phone, "Spring has begun in the bitter cold place where we live now."

In some cases, the old director retired and was re-employed, but still controlled the personnel and financial power in the department, and marginalized the new director, so that the new director struggled several times but failed, and finally died of depression.

Wang Guohua felt a little awkward. He was sitting crookedly but it didn't affect his judgment on the matter.

Then this time...the last time.

Wang Guohua sighed, put on white clothes, and went directly to Dean Li Qiubo without any further hesitation.

"Alas." Wang Guohua sighed.

Arriving at the door of the dean's office, someone was leaving.

"Morning, you also come to see Dean Qiubo." Wang Guohua greeted casually.

……

That good-for-nothing guy of his own has to let himself pave the way. Forget about paving the road. Even if he paved the road with his old bones, he probably wouldn't even be able to catch up with Luo Hao's back.

Wang Guohua felt distressed and complained at the same time. Who should he blame!

Wen Youren, a big man, actually started crying on the phone. You can imagine how miserable it was over there.

I don’t know how many groups of people have gone through, and I don’t know how many strange eyes have looked at me, but Wang Guohua has remained motionless.

"Dean Qiu Bo, I'm busy." Wang Guohua grinned.

"Well, I'm going to see Professor Luo off." Li Qiubo said calmly.

After opening the fingerprint lock, Li Qiubo did not enter the office. Instead, he held the doorknob and looked at Wang Guohua.

"Director Guohua, what's going on?"

Wang Guohua was sipping the three words Professor Luo just mentioned when a bad guess came to his mind.

Seeing that Li Qiubo did not enter the house, Wang Guohua immediately understood and his heart became clear.

"Dean Qiu Bo, there is too much work in the department now, I can't handle it, and my age is not forgiving." Wang Guohua smiled, "Can someone else take over for Youren to help me catch my breath?"

"Director Guohua, our medical care is one of the key tasks in poverty alleviation. It is a policy for famous doctors to go to the countryside!" Li Qiubo raised his voice and said loudly, "Director Youren is the representative of our hospital and represents the leadership team of the hospital. Full cooperation with poverty alleviation policies!”

The sound echoed in the corridor, and some hurried department staff cast surprised glances, but then lowered their heads and pretended not to hear anything.

But there were vague figures moving in the open office in the corridor.

"Director Youren has made huge sacrifices and contributions to our mine president. He cannot and cannot come back for the time being." Li Qiubo finished speaking firmly, opened the office door and walked in.

Wang Guohua had already expected all this.

The door was still open. Wang Guohua walked into the office and closed the door.

"Director Guohua, take a seat." Li Qiubo's voice softened, and he looked at Wang Guohua with a smile, "You are an old director, you are highly respected, and I have always respected you."

The words were half spoken, or even just the beginning, and the rest was left unsaid, and Wang Guohua understood it all.

"Dean Qiu Bo, is Professor Luo Luo Hao? Is he out of character?" Wang Guohua asked.

"Well, it's an unusually high height."

Wang Guohua's eyes widened, astonished.

Directly breaking the rules? !

In his more than 40 years of medical practice, Wang Guohua has never seen this kind of thing.

Li Qiubo smiled slightly, looked at Wang Guohua and said softly, "Not only did I get a professor appointment letter from the Provincial Medical University, but I also got a professor appointment letter from Union Medical College."

"Crash~" Wang Guohua's glasses fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Everything Li Qiubo did at the door just now became reasonable and had a perfect explanation.

"How is that possible?" Wang Guohua murmured.

"Professor Luo came back this time to help solve the problem." Li Qiubo chatted, "In Yongsheng County, the guidewire for deep venous puncture was inserted into the blood vessel for 2 years and stuck to the heart. Professor Luo came back to help. take out."

"!!!"

"Not to mention, Ronaldinho's ability is really strong. In less than 2 months, a medical team has been set up."

"Did Chen Yong come back with you?" Wang Guohua was still thinking about the words "Professor of Xiehe" in his mind, and asked in a daze with inexplicable shock.

"No, an expert from Princeton came back with us."

"???" Wang Guohua was completely dumbfounded.

"I searched." Li Qiubo took out his mobile phone, found Princeton's website, clicked on it, and found Fan Dongkai's profile.

"Here, this is it." He called Wang Guohua to take a look, and then continued, "It's hard to believe that a world-renowned interventional expert will work in Ronaldinho's medical team, but what's even harder to imagine is that this expert Insist on Ronaldinho calling him Lao Fan."

"..."

Wang Guohua was speechless, and the sadness in his heart turned into a river.

Youren, I estimate that I will have to live there for a year.

At this point, it's hard to say whether he can return to the mine. It's very likely that he will be thrown into a medical consortium for retirement after he comes back.

That's what fighting is all about, as long as you get on the field, the loser gets nothing.

If Luo Hao was knocked down by a real-name report at that time, Wang Guohua believed that Wen Youren would step on him without any scruples, leaving Luo Hao unable to stand up for the rest of his life.

"Old Director Guohua, I respect you, so I'll say a few more words. If Director Wen persists for ten more months, someone will definitely replace him by then."

Li Qiubo made his words clear to avoid Wang Guohua's misjudgment.

This means that the person sitting in front of him is Wang Guohua, the successor and pioneer of the general surgery department of the mine, and Li Qiubo gives him a certain amount of respect.

If it were someone else, Li Qiubo wouldn't even bother to say a word.

"After Ronaldinho went to medical school for his first year, he has already started doing physical examinations for the provincial team. It is said that he has been recommended by experts in Shanghai. His level is no worse than the experts in Shanghai."

"Please give our Mining Ministry peace of mind, old director Guohua." Li Qiubo sighed, "This matter has been settled. Don't be emotional on your part and insist on it for one year. As for Director Wen, it is indeed the director of the hospital. If the need arises, he will definitely be honored."

Wang Guohua was in a low mood.

Every step Luo Hao took was to hammer a nail into the board of Wen Youren's coffin. It took several months to seal the coffin.

Li Qiubo didn't come in just now, but Wang Guohua also understood the few mandarin words he said to him at the door.

It's all for your own good.

It looked like he was slapping him in the face in front of everyone, but in fact he was telling Wen Youren through various channels that he should give up his ambition.

Perhaps, he also meant to tell Luo Hao, Wang Guohua was sure of this.

Dean Qiu Bo is very experienced in handling matters, and every move has profound meaning.

Wang Guohua sighed, "Dean Qiubo, I'll go back then."

"Old Director Guohua, if you have any difficult surgery, you can ask Ronaldinho to come back and fly the knife." Li Qiubo smiled slightly.

Throwing knife? !

Wang Guohua was startled.

"After all, he is the golden phoenix that flew out from our mine. I know that the old director Guohua won't be able to use it, but after all, we have to put aside our grudges and look forward together."

Wang Guohua nodded and left the office building without comment.

Looking back at the office building, Wang Guohua stood for a long time, a little confused and unfamiliar.

……

... First Hospital of Medical University.

Yuan Xiaoli took off his hospital gown, put on white clothes and was busy.

The disease is not cured yet, but all indicators have gradually returned to normal, and normal medication is enough every day, so Yuan Xiaoli simply leaves the hospital and finds time to give intravenous drip in the hospital.

Because of the affairs of the small academic society, Yuan Xiaoli had to be busy.

Some time ago, in order to suppress Luo Hao, Yuan Xiaoli found his senior brother Fan Dongkai, and contacted several directors who had contact with him in the province and the neighboring provinces to organize a small academic meeting on his own.

Although Yuan Xiaoli has now made a 180° turn and his attitude towards Luo Hao has finally reversed, but those familiar experts and directors are here, so he can't just let it go.

Chinese people, most of them are here to celebrate the New Year.

The small academic meeting that was supposed to be held still had to be held. Yuan Xiaoli felt as if he had eaten a fly, but he had to do it. He could only bite his back teeth and talk back and forth.

Why bother.

Why bother.

Yuan Xiaoli had contact with Fan Dongkai and knew that the two had got on the highway early in the morning and were driving back.

Just hold on for one day and the academic meeting will be over. Yuan Xiaoli comforted himself and tried to suppress his restlessness.

But the things in front of him were somewhat awkward to handle. Yuan Xiaoli was not good at it and was listless.

"Xiao Li, leave this to us." Shen Zizai really couldn't bear it, and he said to Yuan Xiaoli, "You have just been discharged from the hospital, so you should rest more."

"I'm done, director." Yuan Xiaoli said politely.

In the past few days, Shen Zizai also felt changes in Yuan Xiaoli, whether it was towards himself, Luo Hao or even other professors, there were subtle changes in his attitude.

The arrogant and stubborn donkey of the past is gone. Although the current Yuan Xiaoli has not been polished too smooth, it is acceptable.

Shen Zizai was happy to see this change.

To say that it is still Xiao Luo Niu, he has changed a person subtly just a short time ago.

Yuan Xiaoli kicked the locker when they didn't meet each other, and now she has turned into a well-behaved and docile little sheep.

Yuan Xiaoli's attitude towards himself has also improved a lot, he is not as stubborn and frustrated as before.

That's really good, Shen Zizai thought with a smile.

Several directors were sitting sparsely in the conference room of the interventional treatment ward.

"Director Yuan has been ill recently?"

"It seems so. It is said that Director Yuan lives in the operating room every day and eats too much."

"I am now planning to switch to radiofrequency ablation. The number of surgeries that do not require threads must be gradually increased. Otherwise, sooner or later, I will be finished and I won't be able to wait until retirement."

Interventional doctors take threads every day. Even if someone tries to tell them that Yuan Xiaoli's illness has nothing to do with taking threads, no one would believe it.

Human beings are the same everywhere.

"Director Yuan called for his senior brother this time. Why do you think he did it?"

"It's harmful, I know, and it's not because a strong dragon came into the department. It's said that the young doctor is not yet 30 years old and has already become a professor at Union Medical College."

"Holy shit! Are you so awesome? By the way, can a professor from Union Medical College work in the first year of medical school? What will I do in class? How will I teach graduate students?"

The directors from various places below were talking a lot.

Yuan Xiaoli could hear them chatting in low voices, so he became increasingly distressed.

If he had known today, why bother in the first place? Yuan Xiaoli thought to himself many times, but he still kept nagging.

His senior brother was particularly optimistic about Luo Hao and wanted to take him back to Princeton.

Yuan Xiaoli felt a little better when he thought that Luo Hao would call him uncle in the future.

What would Director Shen Yongming call him when he saw him? Most likely it won't bark at anything, but it will stay away from itself.

This can be regarded as joy in suffering, Yuan Xiaoli relied on these vague thoughts in his heart to persist.

After more than an hour, some people started to doze off. Yuan Xiaoli didn't know how to host an academic meeting at all, so he stayed there in a daze, making the situation even more embarrassing.

Shen Zizai shook his head and prepared to tell Yuan Xiaoli,

The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, a gust of wind blew in, and everyone was refreshed.

"Professor Luo, please." Fan Dongkai stood at the door and stretched out his hand respectfully.

"???"

"???"

"???"

The glasses of everyone sitting in the conference room fell to the floor.

What did you see? !

The story script in everyone's mind is - a strong dragon parachuted into the First Hospital of the Medical University. Yuan Xiaoli and Director Yuan, a local snake, came to the division to rescue the troops, preparing to give the strong dragon some color.

It's a dragon, you have to coil it.

The senior brother from Princeton performed a palm technique that fell from the sky, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger.

Although the story is old-fashioned, it is played out in this world every day.

But [Professor Luo, please] what does this sentence mean?

Looking at the unibrow, the man who opened the door was undoubtedly Fan Dongkai from Princeton.

There is only one person with this kind of appearance in a million, and most people will never see one in their lifetime, so the possibility of admitting their mistake is infinitely close to zero.

"Old Fan, you don't have to be so polite." Luo Hao smiled and said so, but he was not polite to Fan Dongkai and strode in.

Lao Fan? !

This time even Yuan Xiaoli was dumbfounded.

Why did Luo Hao's name for his senior brother change when he went out?

That night, Yuan Xiaoli and Fan Dongkai made a video call. Fan Dongkai made it very clear that he wanted to set a trap for Luo Hao.

Yuan Xiaoli looked at his senior brother blankly. Is this also part of the trap?

Or is it that senior brother has already knelt down? !

Shen Zizai was also surprised when he heard Fan Dongkai call Luo Hao.

Fan Dongkai's attitude can be described as arrogant but respectful. What does this guy think? Are all the doctors at Princeton mentally ill?

After Luo Hao entered the conference room, he sat next to Shen Zizai.

Fan Dongkai said a few words to Yuan Xiaoli, opened the prepared ppt and started teaching.

Because of Donglian's flying knife and Yuan Xiaoli's change of attitude, a provocative academic seminar changed its flavor and everything was kept simple.

"Ronald, what happened? The relationship between you and Professor Fan feels a bit strange." Shen Zizai asked in a lowered voice.

"It's okay. It's just that Lao Fan wants to come to my medical team, but he won't let me call him Teacher Fan. He insists on calling him Lao Fan."

Luo Hao was also helpless.

Shen Zizai sighed.

Oh shit!

I postponed today's surgery just to come to the scene to help Luo Hao.

Unexpectedly, the menacing Princeton experts had already surrendered before the meeting.

I really can't comment on this matter.

Forget it, Shen Zizai began to listen to Fan Dongkai's lecture.

Seeing that Fan Dongkai had an expert look on his face and what he said was meaningful, Shen Zizai put down his personal opinions and listened carefully.

Gradually, everyone became fascinated by it.

Fan Dongkai spoke in a simple and profound way, without piling up sophisticated rhetoric or using an English word from time to time to show off.

Throughout the process, vivid surgical pictures were used to illustrate the problems, and some common difficulties encountered in maxillofacial hemangioma surgery were explained and solutions were given.

Although it only deals with patients and operations for maxillofacial hemangioma, it still has an inspiring effect on other surgeries.

The doctors present could not all draw parallels, but they had some insights after Fan Dongkai kept giving examples and kept nodding.

Everyone present listened in ecstasy.

I originally thought I was going to watch a small-scale fight and academic dispute, but after I arrived, I realized that this was a real academic exchange. It was more formal than the annual meeting, and I learned more.

Half an hour later, Fan Dongkai finished his ppt and his unibrow turned into "√".

"Let's talk about this for now. If you don't understand anything, wait until the surgery is done before we talk."

After speaking, Fan Dongkai looked at Luo Hao.

"Professor Luo, do you have anything to add?"

Luo Hao felt so embarrassed that Fan Dongkai called him "you" in front of so many people and returned Professor Luo.

If it were anyone else, he would be very proud, but Luo Hao felt that Fan Dongkai was going to put him on the fire.

Even so, Luo Hao was not afraid.

My own cows and horses are always a bit bad-tempered. After going to India and letting Fan Dongkai know what the King of Rolls is, he became quiet.

High-end hunters always appear in the form of prey, but now both Luo Hao and Fan Dongkai think that they are hunters and the other party is their prey.

The two looked at each other with the same eyes, and Luo Hao shook his head slightly.

"Then let's do the surgery." Fan Dongkai said.

"You?" Yuan Xiaoli was surprised.

"Well, Professor Luo will be the surgeon today, and I will be his assistant." Fan Dongkai said very gently, not only not at all unhappy, but also with a hint of excitement and eagerness.

"!!!"

Yuan Xiaoli burst into tears.

How wonderful it would be if I didn’t know this senior brother!

She asked him to support her when she came back. Although Luo Hao diagnosed her disease and saved her life, Yuan Xiaoli still felt ashamed.

Face, Fan Dongkai doesn’t want it.

His pragmatic style is very much like that of an old white man.

Damn, I’m really shameless, Yuan Xiaoli cursed in his heart.

Even if you are a senior brother, you should criticize him when you should.

"Professor Luo, please."

Fan Dongkai respectfully asked Luo Hao to go first.

Everyone looked on blankly, as if they were watching a drama.

The two left, and then a brief introduction to the patient's condition and various preoperative information appeared on the screen.

"What did they just say?"

"Isn't Professor Fan from Princeton doing the demonstration surgery? How come Professor Luo... who is a first-year medical student does it?"

"I don't know. Who knows what happened? I feel a little dizzy."

The conference room was in chaos, with more than a dozen people talking.

(End of this chapter)