White armor

Chapter 160 The greater the ability, the lighter the responsibility

The mission is here. The summoning talisman seems useless, but it is a mission after all. Luo Hao is not short of money and doesn't care at all how much money he spends on flying knives.

"Huh? Ronaldinho, did you hear it right? It's 3000 yuan." Director Pei was startled.

Luo Hao?

Poor crazy?
Do you need 3000 yuan for a flying knife?
Countless questions arose in Pei Yingjie's mind, and soon he felt his nose was a little sore.

They are so poor. It is not easy to be a doctor, and it is even more difficult to be a doctor in the Northeast.

It's really pitiful that these three melons and Zao Luohao are reluctant to part with each other.

"Director Pei, how is the patient?" Luo Hao asked seriously.

Pei Yingjie recounted the situation, "It's not easy for Xiao Sun either. It's really difficult to develop new technologies in the county hospital. No one can tell them, not even the county."

"Haha." Luo Hao smiled, "Not to mention the county hospital, the large private hospital in the Imperial Capital poached the director of the Transplantation Department of Northwestern University in America and prepared to carry out organ transplantation. As a result, it seems that there have been no operations for a long time. That hospital The hospital can only continue to be a confinement center.”

Oh, it turns out I wanted to take some measures.

"What you do counts, don't you just rely on fate to accumulate merit?" Luo Hao didn't care and replied casually.

"Hey, are you having a problem with your brain?"

Pei Yingjie had heard about this, but Luo Hao finally described it as a confinement center, which was a bit damaging.

"Ah?" Director Pei was startled, "Xiao Luo, listen clearly, it's 3000!"

"why?"

He felt that Luo Hao's prostate was enlarged and his urine was bifurcated, and he was bitten twice at the same time.

"Hahaha."

Shen Zi knew everything about this, and he couldn't hide the little thoughts of the directors and professors on why they didn't do this before.

Chen Yong glanced at Luo Hao. Luo Hao's aura of the Virgin made him a little irritable.

Who hasn’t been able to curl up when they were young?
Those who couldn't roll or didn't want to roll have all become old doctors and sunk. Pei Yingjie felt that he understood Luo Hao.

"3000, after two days of hard work, are you tired? You are not short of money. The surgery fee that Boko gave you is not enough?"

As poor as Luo Hao was, he struggled for two days just to earn 3000 yuan. He probably wouldn't be able to stay in the provincial capital and would soon go to the south.

Shen Zizai found it particularly interesting.

"Yeah." Director Pei nodded, "3000 is too little. I've already sent it back. What's this..."

Chen Yong felt that Luo Hao was standing on the moral high ground and insulting him.

"No problem, it doesn't matter one or two, just think... I'm going on a trip." Luo Hao said.

“It’s really hard for people in a small place to see a doctor, so we should do our best.”

Some surgeries are really not available in small counties.

"It's not easy for people in small counties. I was thinking of running around in surrounding cities and counties on the weekend." Luo Hao said casually.

"I met a family member of a patient when I was in Xiehe. He held my hand and begged me to arrange an operation as early as possible because she had no money and could not afford to stay in a hotel."

"It's harmful. It's not easy to go out to see a doctor. What are the prices of hotels around Xiehe? A long time ago, I heard from Boss Chai that the families of patients who went to the hospital even cooked their meals in the hospital. As a result, the hospital caught fire. It’s banned.”

"What do you know? This is called serving the people." Luo Hao said.

"Please help me get in touch. I'll look at the patient's information first. It doesn't matter if I do a few surgeries a few times. I'm still young. It's only right to do more surgeries." Luo Hao responded happily.

When he was reported by Wen Youren in Donglian City under his real name, Director Gu was ordered to bring a medical team to perform the surgery. In addition to the doctors and assistants who performed the surgery, there were also extracorporeal circulation specialists, anesthesiologists and even experts in critical care medicine. One person.

The words are a bit illogical, but Chen Yong can understand them.

The higher the level of surgery, the more complex the technical means required and cannot be single.

After leaving, Chen Yong frowned and asked.

This is the confidence of a high-level tertiary hospital. If something goes wrong, everyone can sit down and discuss it, and someone will take care of it.

Looking at Luo Hao's back after thanking him so much and leaving, Pei Yingjie seemed to see what he looked like when he was young.

But Chen Yong regretted it in an instant, feeling like he was about to be teased again.

"You can only serve one or two patients. If you can do it for a while, can you still do it for the rest of your life?"

"You are an intern, what are you capable of?" Chen Yong said casually.

"No, no, no, I'll do it." Luo Hao quickly interrupted Pei Yingjie again.

Back in the ward, Luo Hao and Shen Zizi "reported" on the urology department.

"After five surgeries, two had bleeding after surgery. This is really unlucky." Luo Hao said with emotion, "Director Pei, you need preoperative embolization."

But Luo Hao's thinking was a bit simple, Director Pei thought.

"There is no way, the safety problem is bigger."

Seeing Luo Hao's insistence, Pei Yingjie could only agree.

"Xiao Luo, the county has a permanent population of more than 100,000, so we can't screen out many patients."

After confirming again, Director Pei sighed, looking at Luo Hao's bright eyes in a daze, tears almost falling.

But it was Luo Hao, first Chen Yan, then Pei Yingjie, knelt down one after another.

Tsk tsk.

"Ronaldo, do your best. The greater your ability, the greater your responsibility."

"Emmm, the greater the ability, the lighter the responsibility; the smaller the ability, the heavier the responsibility." Luo Hao said with a smile.

"???" Shen Zizai was startled for a moment, then laughed.

Luo Hao gently and skillfully changed the angle of his compliment, making it appear that he was telling a joke, but in fact he was telling the true meaning of society.

This kid is really interesting, and he knows how to blame others.

Some young people are capable, but they are cheated out of their pants because they are too self-righteous.

Luo Hao is different.

The more Shen Zizai watched it, the more he liked it. The more he watched it, the more he felt that he had gotten a big deal.

"Director Shen, then you agree." Luo Hao asked.

"Well, take it. If you don't have enough people, I'll send someone to write your medical records. If you don't have enough beds, borrow mine first. Director Yuan should be able to lend you one or two beds," Shen Zizai said.

"Dr. Meng is here, so we should check it out during this period." Luo Hao smiled, "There are not many patients. I only have 6 or 7 patients here, and the turnover is not very fast. This job should not be difficult for him. "

should?

Shen Zizai was concerned.

Luo Hao said it easily, but this was a test for Meng Liangren.

If he can pass, even if he doesn't go to 912 for surgery and just stays in the medical team to write medical records, he still has a place.

But if he couldn't pass, Shen Zizai estimated that Luo Hao wouldn't put so much thought into training an old attending.

The day's work begins.

Luo Hao completed 8 surgeries in one morning, simple and clean.

After the operation was completed, Luo Hao left, and Shen Zizai read the operation video and watched it again.

From Luo Hao's operation process, Shen Zizai could see a sense of beauty.

"Director Shen, I think Professor Ronaldinho's surgery is so simple." Technician No. 66 said with emotion.

"Simplify the complex, as simple as...your IQ." Shen Zizai joked.

"Eh? Don't say that. Director, your description is really right!" Technician No. 66 slapped his thigh.

Shen Zizai laughed.

Being able to defile yourself is a skill.

"Let me just say, Director Shen, your description is the best. It is indeed as simple as my IQ. For so many years, Professor Ronaldinho... and your surgery have been pleasing to the eye."

"hehe."

Shen Zizai was about to say something, but suddenly Technician No. 66 felt sad.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Zizai asked.

"Director Shen, I want to flatter Professor Ronaldinho and get a paper so that I can be promoted. But... the new old chief in the medical team is really annoying. He even takes the job of picking up lead clothes from me!"

"..." Shen Zizai fell silent when he heard what Technician No. 66 said.

He noticed that Meng Liangren could not undergo surgery, but he wore a lead coat and went into the operating room to watch the operation.

After the operation was over, Meng Liangren followed Luo Hao and picked up the lead clothes, lead skirts and other equipment that Luo Hao had thrown to the ground one by one.

In the past this job belonged to Technician No. 66.

It's really sad that I can't even flatter you.

"It's okay. If you need anything, just tell Ronaldinho. He is loyal." Shen Zizai consoled him.

Having said that, Shen Zizai knew that he had forgotten something.

It turned out that Meng Liangren started working right after the operation, and his desire to survive was very strong.

Forget it, I'll take a look when I have time and give Meng Liangren some advice, if he's really up to his standards.

Shen Zizai stopped joking with Technician No. 66, carefully reviewed Luo Hao's surgery, changed clothes, and returned to the ward with his hands behind his back.

Arriving at the doctor's office, Shen Zizai saw Meng Liangren sitting in front of the computer, thinking hard, as if facing the computer screen.

"Director Shen!" When Meng Liangren heard the person next to him calling him director, he quickly stood up and greeted Shen Zizai respectfully.

"Sit down, go about your business." Shen Zizai sat down next to Meng Liangren, "Where's Xiao Luo?"

"Go to the medical office to complete the formalities. They said there is a flying knife during the weekend."

"Tsk, tsk, that's so fast," Shen Zizai continued to sigh.

Luo Hao was as if he had installed an engine. He was not idle for a moment and worked hard.

When other people talk about professors, it takes three to five years before they have flying knives. But what about Luo Hao? For more than a month, I was busy with flying knives and phase 4 clinical trials from internationally renowned manufacturers.

After a flash in his mind, Shen Zizai turned his attention to Meng Liangren's medical records.

Meng Liangren is writing the operation record using Luo Hao's job number.

He didn't copy or paste, but wrote bit by bit himself.

"Xiao Meng, would it be better to copy, paste and then modify it?" Shen Zizai asked.

"Director Shen, while I was recalling the operation and writing the operation record, I treated it as doing the operation myself." Meng Liangren replied sheepishly.

"Afraid of formatting?" Shen Zizai asked a weird question.

Meng Liangren understood Shen Zizai's problem. The formatting Director Shen mentioned was not the formatting of the hard drive, but the formatting, copying and pasting of all medical records without changing them.

Even the gender of some patients in the electronic medical record is wrong because of copying and pasting. Some patients also had wrong results of intraoperative freezing in their surgical records, causing many mistakes.

"Always complete the tasks assigned to me by Professor Luo."

"You go about your business."

Shen Zizai glanced a few times and saw that Meng Liang was restless where he was sitting, so he smiled, got up and left.

Back in the office, Shen Zizai began to "peep the screen".

He used the director's work ID to "supervise" Meng Liangren's work.

Meng Liangren was writing medical records intermittently, and occasionally he could be heard communicating with the patient's family members in the corridor.

After all, he is the old attending, and everything clinical is at his fingertips, as long as he is willing.

How to write the medical records? Shen Zizai felt that Meng Liangren had tried his best and carefully considered every word.

Meng Liangren did not simply copy and paste, he paid attention to several points that were easily missed.

Okay.

Shen Zizai smiled, it seemed that Meng Liangren tried his best to stay.

If there are no surprises, Ronaldinho should give him this opportunity.

The days passed and soon it was Friday.

"Dr. Meng, thank you for your hard work and write the medical records at home." Luo Hao said with a smile before leaving get off work, "I won't take you with me this time."

"Okay, Professor Luo, don't worry, I will definitely write down the medical records, and I will report to you in time if anything happens to the patient." Meng Liangren replied honestly.

"I can't talk about reporting. If you have anything, call me anytime."

Corey only has 8 patients who have just been admitted to the hospital. They are preparing for surgery on Monday, so they should be fine.

"Let's go." Luo Hao turned around and left, raising his hand to say goodbye.

"It's just an operation, hurry up and do it. After it's done, go see the scenery there." Chen Yong followed Luo Hao, a little yearning, "You said you did the same, why did you bring your broken car there? No place to spend the money?”

"I'm used to it." Luo Hao smiled, "It takes about 5 hours to drive after getting off the plane. I'm not familiar with that place. It won't be comfortable for Dr. Sun or the patient's family to pick him up. It's better to drive by yourself."

"Are you calling this a loan-throwing knife?" Chen Yong said sarcastically with an old joke.

"No, it's just a team building for our medical team."

"Can't you rent a car? It's a shabby car like yours. I'm worried that the wind and sand will make it difficult to walk."

Luo Hao just smiled and did not explain to Chen Yong why he wanted to take 307 to other places.

Manager Yin has already found someone to send the car to him first. He can drive it after leaving the airport.

Although Luo Hao didn't mind chatting with the patient's family members, the surgery was too far this time, and there was only one operation. It was estimated that he would be able to work together in two hours, so he turned the surgery into a team building and took Chen Yong and Wang Jiani for a walk. lock up.

There was no conversation all the way, and it was already very late when he got off the plane. Luo Hao went straight to the parking lot and found his 307 at a glance.
After getting in the car and igniting the ignition, Chen Yong sighed, "This is too extravagant for you."

"good."

Luo Hao smiled, took out the cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"Speaking of which, my nursing director also smokes. How come a thoracic surgeon still smokes? His lungs are so dark that he can't see them enough." Chen Yong said contemptuously.

"Oh, Boss Zhou said this." Luo Hao gossiped while driving, "When I studied under Boss Zhou, Boss Zhou rarely performed surgeries anymore. He basically just watched the excitement in the operating room."

"After he stepped down, he sat under the no-smoking sign and smoked. I asked the same question as you. Boss Zhou said that most of the lung cancers of smokers are squamous cell carcinomas, and the prognosis is better; non-smokers basically have no chance of lung cancer. It’s adenocarcinoma, and the prognosis is poor.”

"Fuck you!" Chen Yong was shocked.

Wang Jiani was also stunned in the back row.

How can an old smoker still find such an excuse for himself? !

"This is... too professional!" Chen Yong was horrified, "Luo Hao, are you joking?"

"Probably not. I heard from Director Gu that at the World Congress of Cardiothoracic Surgery in 2002, an American expert listed the medical records of 20 lung cancers in the world and said that there is no statistical relationship between lung cancer and smoking."

"???"

"But there was no follow-up to that study. I guess it's just old smokers looking for excuses to smoke."

"Have you found a world-class conference? Do you still have any academic seriousness?"

"It's harmful. Boss Chai is also like this when fishing. He racks his brains to find out why fishing is good for the body." Luo Hao said with a smile, "So, don't think too much about such nonsense."

"Then who did you learn this habit of holding a cigarette in your mouth but not smoking?"

"I guess you will all fall asleep in a while. It's a bit dangerous for me to drive late at night." Luo Hao said, "You will be annoyed if I look for cigarettes again, so I just smoke one."

Chen Yong didn't say anything. He sat in the passenger seat and turned on his cell phone to chat.

Luo Hao felt helpless as he watched Chen Yong keep switching pages and chatting with many people at the same time.

But Chen Yong did an excellent job, and Luo Hao didn't want to interfere with his private life.

"Dr. Luo, are the adenocarcinoma and squamous cell carcinoma you just said true?" Wang Jiani asked.

"Hey. Smoking has a high probability of getting lung cancer. Non-smokers have a low probability of getting lung cancer. Non-smokers have lung adenocarcinoma, half of EGFR, and single-digit ALK ROS1 RET. KRAS is only about 5-10%. Non-smokers still have lung cancer. Treat it with medicine, but there is no medicine if you smoke.”

Wang Jiani was dewy-eyed after hearing this.

"Is it okay not to smoke or not to smoke?" Luo Hao also felt that he had said too much and simply gave her a conclusion, "Bosses are used to seeing life and death, so naturally they want to enjoy themselves in time."

"Boss Zhou has many merits in 912. He can deduct whatever he wants, but no one else can afford it," Chen Yong said.

Luo Hao shrugged.

It would be great if this were the case. It is estimated that Boss Zhou could live to be 200+.

However, Chen Yong's words were really nice, and Luo Hao secretly remembered this statement.

"Speaking of smoking, a vascular surgery expert's hands shook so much when he was performing delicate surgery that he had to take off his clothes and smoke a cigarette before each blood vessel was blocked."

"Uh, your hands don't shake anymore when you smoke?"

"Yes, he only needed a cigarette and his hands were as steady as stones. He could complete the operation without blurring his eyes or shaking his hands. Later, because he found it too troublesome, he would watch his apprentice do it below and wait for the blood vessels to be blocked. Come on, go to the locker room and get one, and your blood vessels will be anastomotic after coming up.”

"Luo Hao, how do I compare with you?" Chen Yong asked.

Luo Hao frowned.

Chen Yong is really willing to compete with anyone.

If you're really good at fooling a kid, he'll really take it seriously.

Now he just gossips and talks about some interesting things about the big guys, but Chen Yong seriously asks about the strength of himself and that big guy.

"It should be about the same now. In two years, I will be stronger."

Chen Yong's eyes lit up.

"After all, the old man is getting older, and there will always be times when his hands, eyes, and body skills cannot keep up." Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little depressed.

"Doesn't anyone in the duty room of your Union Thoracic Surgery Department open their eyes?" Chen Yong asked.

"Hey, there's no such thing. Those who like to smoke are old-timers. Young people..."

"What do young people like to do?" Wang Jiani asked curiously.

"One time 912 teacher Gu and I went to Sara for surgery. There were several young people living in the room next to the hotel. They went back to the hotel to rest during the day and went to nightclubs with oxygen bottles to dance at night."

Luo Hao unknowingly started to change the topic, Chen Yong curled his lips, but Wang Jiani was completely unaware.

"Disco dancing with an oxygen bottle?!" Wang Jiani was stunned.

"Yeah, it's probably the feeling of wandering between life and death that makes them linger. I want to give it a try, but I don't dare." Luo Hao said frankly that he didn't dare to do something.

Chen Yong sneered, but Luo Hao didn't take it seriously. He brought the topic back and started talking about it while smoking.

Everyone in China smokes cigarettes. The hot girl surgeon in any hospital also smokes. She is not allowed to smoke in the women's dressing room. Before she leaves the stage, she empties the men's dressing room and goes in to smoke.

Luo Hao blurted out things like this, which made Wang Jiani's eyes full of clear stupidity.

Luo Hao's 307 has been modified with Audi's drone headlights, but Luo Hao didn't use it and drove it at a constant speed like an ordinary car.

The weather here is a bit bad, and Luo Hao has a hunch that the team building activities will most likely be cancelled.

But if you cancel, just cancel. It doesn’t matter. You can’t risk your life by going out in bad weather.

It’s a worthwhile trip to taste Jingyuan’s specialties such as lamb.

A few hours later, when I got off the highway, a black Civic with double flashers on was waiting at the exit of the highway.

Luo Hao stopped the car, got out of the car and greeted Dr. Sun.

He is Pei Yingjie's graduate student. He is in his thirties and looks very strong.

After confirming that everything was correct and exchanging a few pleasantries, Dr. Sun drove and led the way to a hotel in the city to stay.

After getting off the bus, Dr. Sun was very embarrassed and kept apologizing.

Indeed, Luo Hao's flying knife this time was similar to charity, flying thousands of miles away, and he also refused Dr. Sun to pick up people and drove here by himself.

Luo Hao just smiled and didn't care. He made an appointment with Dr. Sun to pick up a few people and take them to the hospital early tomorrow morning.

After checking in, Chen Yong looked at the weather outside and frowned.

"Luo Hao, are you lucky? Why is the weather so bad for the medical team's first team building?"

"I don't know how to cook." Luo Hao said with a smile, "If it doesn't work, I'll treat you to this specialty."

Although Chen Yong was a little unhappy, he couldn't blame Luo Hao and remain silent.

Luo Hao felt funny in his heart when he saw his fingers pinching continuously.

"Summoning lightning", Luo Hao didn't think it was Chen Yong's ability, it was just a little joke.

It's just that Luo Hao doesn't know the specific principle.

Luo Hao took a look at the weather forecast. He didn't believe that Chen Yong could make the weather clear.

Three people, three rooms, wash up and go to bed.

After picking up Luo Hao, Dr. Sun returned to the car and hesitated for a long time before dialing Director Pei's phone number.

"Teacher, Dr. Luo is here." Dr. Sun reported that he was safe, "You look so young."

"It's good to be here." Director Pei yawned, "Don't bully Professor Luo because he is young. He is very high-level and much better than me."

"Much stronger?!"

"I've told you in detail, the 3000 yuan flying knife won't even cover the travel expenses, so don't be dissatisfied." Director Pei said, "I'm not telling you that you have to say something when explaining to the patient's family. The operation fee is RMB . When you leave the hospital, it’s considered a free operation.”

Dr. Sun knew the logic behind this, and he himself was deeply trapped in this logic and couldn't extricate himself.

"Don't make trouble because the patient's family members don't think Professor Luo is young and unreliable, but you are showing such thoughts." Director Pei warned.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will respect Professor Luo very much."

After hanging up the phone, Dr. Sun frowned and sighed, "A professor in his twenties? Is he really reliable?"

(End of this chapter)