White armor

Chapter 168 The last person who offended me was growing potatoes in Siberia.
"Little Luo, you need to support me more in my work from now on." Director Xiao and Luo Hao said cordially.

"No, Director Xiao, you see what you said." Luo Hao showed the rawness and ignorance that a young man should have, "I will try my best, try my best... no, no, no, it is certain, don't worry."

Xiao Zhenhua's face was full of enthusiasm, but he sighed in his heart.

Professor Luo Haolo did not agree directly, but was perfunctory with himself. Luo Hao seemed to be terribly jerky, but in fact this was a kind of rejection.

Dean Li and Meng Liangren looked on in shock.

Seeing Meng Liangren finish signing, Luo Hao said a few polite words to Xiao Zhenhua, and then left with Meng Liangren.

"Director Xiao, why are you so polite to him?" Dean Li asked in surprise, "Such a young professor must be lying."

Xiao Zhenhua raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Do you need to tell Director Li about this painless gastrointestinal endoscopy for the provincial bosses?

The doctor named Meng is really lucky. If he had been so lucky when he was young, he would rather not be the director of the Health Commission.

Meng Liang and Luo Hao chatted lightly and came to the ward.

"Lao Meng, I heard you are awesome?!"

Luo Hao was a little unhappy.

"..."

Just as Luo Hao expected, Meng Liangren just giggled and didn't cause any trouble at all.

But the fact is the other way around. Professor Luo's unusual matters were handled by Director Xiao, but Professor Luo was relatively cold and perfunctory towards Director Xiao.

Recalling that Xiao Zhenhua held Professor Luo's hand, they were as close as if they were old friends for many years. Those who didn't know it thought that Professor Luo was very kind to him.

"Speaking of which, you are really generous." The man put his arm around Meng Liangren's shoulders and said half-truthfully, "I knew when you got divorced that your hobbies are different from ours. Tell me, what will you give me this time?" Is the person you are working with someone from your circle?”

I am both afraid that my brother will have a hard time, and I am also afraid that my brother will drive a Land Rover. The first person to say this is definitely someone with a story.

After the jump, the way neighbors, relatives, and brothers look at people will always change.

"Ah?" Meng Liangren was slightly startled, but did not reply. Instead, he lowered his head and walked forward.

"Uh..." Meng Liangren paused.

"It was very hard for you here during those years," Luo Hao suddenly asked.

He looked at Meng Liangren with interest to see what the new member of the medical team was going to do.

"Brother Sun, no, really no." Meng Liangren defended in a low voice.

Luo Hao was quite satisfied with this.

The middle-aged doctor almost shouted, without being polite at all.

"It's normal. The less work you have, the better our country will be." Luo Hao smiled.

"Not yet!" Dr. Sun raised his eyes and said disdainfully, "A few days ago, I was packing things with the nurse. When we passed by the people from the security company who were escorting the cash from the outpatient clinic, the little nurse said that Brother Meng can earn this much in a month. Box of money.”

……

"..." Meng Liangren remained silent and walked into the ward.

That's what it says.

The ward was dark, with no lights on.

"I was a little confused at first, but then I found that our infectious disease hospital alone couldn't do it." Meng Liangren shook his head, "We can still do it usually, but when it comes to ventilators, ECMO, and the treatment of critically ill patients, we have no experience at all. At that time, we had no experience at all. They are all from the first, second and third year teams of the Medical University.”

"Lao Meng, I heard that you are quite generous." The man seemed to lower his voice to tell a secret, but his voice was still loud, and Luo Hao could hear it clearly.

Luo Hao frowned slightly, Meng Liang deserved to have the word "good" in his name.

"Not much, just a few clothes and a few books. White clothes... I want to take them as a souvenir."

"I heard that you spent a lot of money, and why did you become so flat?" The man chuckled and came up to hug Meng Liangren's shoulders.

A middle-aged doctor in his forties with an unshaven beard saw Meng Liangren in front of him. He was wearing dirty white clothes and had his arms crossed. He looked like the legendary "black" doctor.

Although in Luo Hao's view, Meng Liangren's move from the Infectious Diseases Hospital to the First Hospital of the Medical University was not considered a jump, it was just working in a grassroots hospital, Luo Hao also knew the truth.

Are you willing to go out of your way?

There was a feeling in his smile that every man could understand, and Luo Hao sighed.

I'm an old doctor now. If you still don't understand that this world is unreasonable, then you will live like a dog in your life.

Meng Liangren was a little confused, but it was his advantage not to think about things he didn't understand.

The trees have fallen and the hozens have dispersed, so it’s natural to save money on electricity bills.

"One hospital sent 20 people, including critical illness and respiratory doctors and nurses. It's embarrassing to say that we had the name of an infectious disease hospital, but when it came time to use it, it was actually useless."

"Professor Luo, who is that?" Meng Liangren asked after going out.

"Three flats are not as good as one round, hahaha, I just learned this." The man laughed loudly and kept patting Meng Liangren on the shoulder, "In the past they said you liked men, I really didn't believe it, this reply Yes, I believe it.”

"How much do you have in the infectious disease hospital?" Luo Hao asked.

"Xiao Zhenhua, deputy director of the Municipal Health Commission, he helped me handle the extraordinary things I did." Luo Hao said, "I heard that the director may be appointed in the second half of the year."

"..." Meng Liangren was speechless.

"..."

Even Luo Hao didn't speak this time.

Isn’t it too outrageous!

That kind of safe holds 200 million in one box, which is simply off the charts.

"I don't know what you know how to order? Why do you make so much money? I didn't believe it before, but you said you could transfer to the medical school in your first year. This time I believe it."

Dr. Sun said, patting his chest, as if he was a little proud.

What are you proud of? Isn't it better to be round without being flattened three times? Luo Hao found it interesting.

He was taught by his bosses before that he should be low-key in life and high-profile in work.

Now it turns out the bosses were right.

Before Meng Liangren had recovered, the doctors and nurses at the original hospital spread rumors that he was earning millions a month and that he was a three-year-old.

Walking into the duty room, Meng Liangren sighed, "Brother Sun, I really don't have it, you believe me."

"Damn it, who of us is following the other! You're still like this, it's so boring!" Dr. Sun curled his lips.

"Ugh~~~"

The sound of vomiting came from the duty room.

With the locker blocking it, Luo Hao couldn't see what was going on inside.

Dr. Sun heard the sound of vomiting and quickly let go of Meng Liangren and ran in.

"Bao'er, are you feeling sick again? Turn your head a little to avoid choking."

"Ah."

came a weak voice.

"What can I do? I've already used all the medicine for acute gastroenteritis." Dr. Sun was at a loss and muttered to himself. The energy he had just gained was gone.

Luo Hao didn't have much to do. This was a hospital. Although the infectious disease hospital was less reliable, it was still a hospital.

Besides, the patient just suffered from nausea and retching.

"Old Meng, you don't have many things, so you are considered a minimalist." Luo Hao praised Meng Liangren's cabinet when he saw it was clean and tidy.

"got used to."

Meng Liangren took out a bag and began to pack the contents of the cabinet.

There really weren't many things in his cabinet. There were three or four pieces of white clothes hanging, all with long sleeves.

The short-sleeved white clothes were neatly folded and placed at the bottom of the cabinet. There were several thick books on top. The top one was - "Interventional Surgery".

Apart from that, there were not many odds and ends. What Luo Hao was most interested in was a box of paper clips.

Soon Meng Liangren packed his things, and Luo Hao took one of the bags.

Meng Liangren hesitated for a moment, but finally did not leave directly, but entered the duty room.

"Brother Sun, I'm leaving then." Meng Liangren greeted.

Luo Hao followed in, and the diagnostic assistant AI began to rotate.

The diagnosis of acute gastroenteritis did not appear. The last diagnosis that appeared on the system screen shocked Luo Hao - acute meningitis.

Hey!
Luo Hao was startled for a moment and looked at it carefully twice before confirming that it was real and that he was not dazzled.

An absurd feeling came to Luo Hao's heart.

No wonder the bosses often talk about strengthening the training of grassroots doctors. At the time, Luo Hao thought it was a high-profile statement, but now it seems that it is indeed the case.

Dr. Sun doted on his daughter to the core, but he could not diagnose acute meningitis at all.

And he is a doctor.

Then Luo Hao noticed a scratch on the child's wrist, which was disinfected with iodine and not bandaged, and there was no bleeding.

"Brother Sun, Xiaoxu has gastroenteritis? It looks a little serious." Meng Liangren originally wanted to say hello and leave, but he hesitated after taking a look.

After asking, he turned back to look at Luo Hao without waiting for Dr. Sun to answer.

"It's not acute gastroenteritis, I think it's meningitis." Luo Hao said softly, "Dr. Sun, this is why Lao Meng can come to my medical team, but none of you can."

Dr. Sun was stunned for a moment.

"Acute meningitis, don't delay, go to the doctor now." Luo Hao said seriously.

"Acute meningitis? Diagnosed with heel? Are you considered a doctor?" Dr. Sun looked at Luo Hao with disdain, "Are you standing out for Lao Meng to show off your connections in the first year of medical school? By the way, Lao Meng, who is he? ah."

"The leader of my medical team, Professor Luo from Xiehe."

Concord!

The word appears again.

The resounding gold-lettered signboard is the holy place in every doctor's mind. Even doctors who are dawdling in the infectious disease hospital cannot ignore the word Xiehe.

"Take your child to the first-year medical school, emergency room. If you can't find a suitable doctor, call me at any time." Luo Hao casually took a piece of paper, wrote down his phone number and gave it to Dr. Sun.

Dr. Sun was a little confused.

"Brother Sun, don't make fun of the child. It doesn't look like acute gastroenteritis to me."

"What do you think? Xiaoxu just has nausea and retching. What could it be if it's not acute gastroenteritis?" Dr. Sun was unconvinced.

"I feel that the child is a little lethargic." Meng Liangren was not confident either, and looked at Luo Hao as he spoke.

"Not all meningitis has neurological signs." Luo Hao looked at Dr. Sun, "Vomiting is also one of the signs of meningitis."

"!!!"

"Although I don't like you, don't delay the child." After Luo Hao finished speaking, he turned and left.

The child's father is here and he is also a doctor, so there is really no need to say too much.

After leaving, Meng Liangren walked a few steps quickly and came to Luo Hao's side.

"Professor Luo, how did you diagnose acute meningitis?"

"It's not your fault." Luo Hao smiled, "Just listen to heretics, you can do it."

"Ah."

Luo Hao regretted a little and reflected on it. I was still young and energetic, but I was offended by Dr. Sun's words - three flats are not as good as one round, so I just sneered and gave my diagnosis.

There are flaws.

But it shouldn't matter. Meng Liangren's level is relatively low, so he shouldn't be able to find any faults.

Luo Hao immediately replied based on the diagnosis, "There is an injury on the child's wrist. Although it has been treated, it can still be judged by combining it. Let's put it this way, trauma + vomiting, and lethargy, the diagnosis of acute meningitis is very likely."

"..." Meng Liangren was startled for a moment.

“In Xiehe’s medical records, 23 patients had their limbs amputated for this purpose.”

"!!!" Meng Liangren was surprised and asked, "Amputated because of meningitis?"

"Meningitis is only a complication, not the most serious complication. The bacteria that can cause meningitis will most likely be type B cocci. If not treated in time, it will induce bacteremia."

Meng Liangren still didn't understand.

Luo Hao changed the topic into his area of ​​expertise, took out his mobile phone, and searched for a relevant medical record.

"Here, this is a case report." Luo Hao handed the phone to Meng Liangren, "A 7-year-old British patient had a calf abrasion and vomiting symptoms after playing on the beach for a day. The local emergency doctor judged It is acute gastroenteritis, and symptomatic treatment is given and the patient is allowed to go home and rest.”

"Three days later, the patient developed bacteremia. Although he was finally saved, his left lower leg was amputated."

"Is it because of the scratch on the left calf?" Meng Liangren asked in surprise.

"Yes." Luo Hao explained, "Trauma + vomiting, we should highly suspect whether it is meningitis or related diseases. By the way, the child's face is red, I suspect she has started to have a fever."

Luo Hao then started talking about trauma + vomiting.

It is difficult to hit the target, but it is infinitely easier to draw a target around the bullet after shooting.

Luo Hao had a definite diagnosis given by the diagnostic assistant AI. He calculated backwards and found that all the clues were not missed.

Meng Liangren was stunned when he heard this.

He just had a feeling that Xiao Xu didn't have acute gastroenteritis, so he said it casually.

But Meng Liangren never expected that Professor Luo would glance at the patient and see so many details.

In an instant, Meng Liangren fell to the ground with admiration for Luo Hao.

Professor Luo did a good job in surgery and his diagnosis level is also top-notch!

"Professor Luo, you...wait for me in the car." Meng Liangren said, "I'll go and persuade Brother Sun."

Luo Hao did not stop Meng Liangren.

The sick person is a child. There is no need to delay the treatment because of Dr. Sun's bad talk.

Meng Liangren did what Luo Hao wanted.

Sitting in the car, Luo Hao turned on his mobile phone and read journals habitually.

After half an hour, Meng Liangren took Dr. Sun downstairs.

Dr. Sun seemed to know that he still had objections at this time. He glanced at Luo Hao and hurriedly got into his car with the child in his arms.

"Professor Luo, I read it as you said, and it really looks like acute meningitis."

"Haha." Luo Hao smiled, thinking to himself that if there was a next time, he would have to use a gentler approach instead of directly attacking him.

"Professor Luo, your usual entertainment is reading papers?" Meng Liangren saw the English on Luo Hao's mobile phone interface and made up everything in his head.

"Well, use your spare time to read the information, and it will be helpful if you accumulate it over time."

"No wonder your diagnosis level is so high." Meng Liangren was ashamed and took a deep breath.

Luo Hao caught a glimpse of Meng Liangren's cheeks a little red, looking very middle-class, as if he was secretly determined to imitate himself in the future.

Turn on the ignition, start it, and return to the First Hospital of Medical University.

Meng Liangren came at a much better time than Luo Hao, and Luo Hao pulled out all the nails in front of him.

At the very least, the cabinet assigned to Meng Liangren was kicked when no one went up to it.

Now Yuan Xiaoli is gentle and kind to Luo Hao, and even looks at Luo Hao with stars in his eyes.

This kind of technical doctor is most likely to be impressed by technology.

What's more, not only Yuan Xiaoli, but also his senior brother Fan Dongkai had already knelt down.

Back at the First Hospital of the Medical University, Luo Hao helped Meng Liangren carry things up.

"You're back." Chen Yong was writing a paper with his laptop on his hands. When he saw Luo Hao coming back, he said hello.

"Yes." Luo Hao sat down and looked lazily at the greenery outside the window, reflecting on his mistakes today.

It seems that he is really careless and a little angry, and he does things without thinking.

"Chen Yong, have you ever been angry?" Luo Hao asked.

"What?"

"I asked, have you ever been angry?"

"Taoism teaches you to follow your heart. If you have any grudge against me, I will kill you! Otherwise, the Taoist master and I will not be stable." Chen Yong said contemptuously.

"Fight him back on the spot?" Luo Hao asked.

"No, that's so low-level. When you go home, there are many ways, whether it's magic or Taoism. But, the harmonious society saved those idiots." Chen Yong cursed, seeming to recall some bad memories.

"Why do you want to ask this?" Chen Yong put down his work and turned around to ask Luo Hao.

"Lao Meng was scolded a few times by his colleagues in his former unit. I felt unhappy, so I yelled back at him." Luo Hao shrugged, "No, I'm just reflecting on myself."

"What's the point of reflection in this? Isn't it appropriate?"

"Eh? Aren't you Taoists supposed to cultivate your moral character?" Luo Hao was surprised.

"We? As you said, we usually take revenge on the spot when we have grudges. Cultivating one's moral character is useless. Can it help me ascend?"

"..."

This temper.

Luo Hao smiled.

"You went up and kicked him away? Or did you use a combination of punches to teach him how to be a good person? Or maybe you called the dean and told him to be laid off directly. The diversion thing has nothing to do with him?" Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao trustingly.

"No, that's all you said." Luo Hao shrugged and spread his hands.

"You just pointed at his nose and cursed?"

"That's not the case either."

"Then what did you do?" Chen Yong really couldn't do it this time, he asked doubtfully.

Luo Hao thought about it and replied calmly, "His daughter is sick, and I will treat her."

"Fuck!" Chen Yong cursed.

Luo Hao must be kidding himself.

"Luo Hao, let me tell you, you shouldn't pamper some bitches. Otherwise, wouldn't your eight-pack abs be in vain?"

"Harmonious society, crack down on gangs and eliminate evil, and calculate the cost of fighting." Luo Hao said repeatedly.

"Exactly." Chen Yong scorned, "I heard from the doctor in the chest department that they had to go under the knife during the director dispute!"

"That was twenty years ago."

"How can you be bullied to death in society with your temper?" Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao leisurely.

"The last person who offended me is now growing potatoes in Siberia." Luo Hao said with a smile.

Chen Yong just wanted to laugh and scold, but then he thought of Wen Youren.

From a certain perspective, it is not an exaggeration to say that Wen Youren grew potatoes in Siberia.

Speaking of Siberia, Ningupa comes to mind. These two words seem to have a natural connection.

"Hahaha." Chen Yong seemed to have remembered a joke and laughed. Then Luo Hao asked, "When I was in the UK, a buddy said - if I am really guilty, I will be exiled to Ningguta and now I will be eating snacks." Chicken stewed with mushrooms and pot-wrapped meat, you can be as comfortable as you want.”

"Is British food really so unpalatable?"

"Of course, you have never been abroad... No, you brought a lot of food with you when you went to India. After eating it, you will know that it is really unpalatable. Besides, the unpalatable taste is only one aspect. Don't steal it. It’s not Italy, it’s not France if you don’t rob it, it’s England if you even rob it.”

"Where's Ami?"

"I'll give you two more shots after the robbery is over."

Luo Hao automatically ended the topic and took out his mobile phone to read the paper.

"Luo Hao, if you have such a bad temper, why can't young people behave like young people? Are they full of vigor and vitality? If you step on my foot, I will definitely kill your whole family."

"Are you sick?" Luo Hao raised his head and glanced at Chen Yong, "Or have you gone too far in your cultivation?"

"If the Dharma is above, take it from within, but what is the Dharma within?"

"So, you're telling me such extreme things? Your master, Jiang Wenming, isn't that extreme either."

"Otherwise in the medical team, if you and the team leaders are so arrogant, no one would want to step on you."

Luo Hao smiled.

"Then we come to the First Hospital of Medical University. Who bullied us?"

Chen Yong was stunned.

It seems to be the case. Ever since he came to the First Hospital of the Medical University, things have been smooth sailing. Even the arrogant Yuan Xiaoli didn't say a word.

Just as he was thinking of Yuan Xiaoli, Yuan Xiaoli strode in.

"Professor Luo, look at my surgery today! What I did was a bit like yours!" Yuan Xiaoli's face was full of joy and pride.

Chen Yong sighed inwardly.

Yuan Xiaoli, a coward, didn't want to cause much trouble for Luo Hao. It's okay if he doesn't look for trouble. This guy even gave an example on the spot to prove that Luo Hao was right.

"Really? I'll learn." Luo Hao said with a smile.

Chen Yong felt contempt in his heart.

Are you still so polite to Yuan Xiaoli who is already kneeling down? Learn how to knit!
"Director Yuan, the surgery has been improved! We are making great progress and making further progress!" Luo Hao praised after watching the surgery for 20 minutes.

"Right." Yuan Xiaoli said proudly, "This place looks like the surgery you performed."

Chen Yong saw Yuan Xiaoli pulling the progress bar and found the most comfortable position of his surgery to show off to Luo Hao.

"Here! It does look like an operation I performed."

Luo Hao was also informed and began to discuss the details of the surgery with Yuan Xiaoli.

More than an hour later, the two were still chatting about the surgery with great interest.

Luo Hao had already used gentle words to secretly remind Yuan Xiaoli that there were several points in the operation that could be improved.

Chen Yong looked bored.

Shouldn't you be showing off at this time?

Seeing that it was time to get off work, Chen Yong packed up his laptop and was about to call Luo Hao to go home for dinner.

A dark figure rushed in hurriedly, regardless of the wind and the fire.

"Professor Luo!" the shadow shouted loudly.

The sound echoed in the office.

"Ah?" Luo Hao turned around and saw Dr. Sun standing in front of him with a strange expression.

(End of this chapter)