White armor

Chapter 179 Are you all so protective?

Chapter 179 Are you all so protective of your calf?

As he spoke, the man took out a glass frame from his pocket, and inside the frame was a sketch.

In the sketch, Luo Hao is bent over and kneeling on a flat cart, with his hand in the patient's abdominal cavity. There are blood drops on the flat cart, and there is a trail of blood behind the flat cart.

Although there are only a few strokes and no color yet, they are vivid.

The feeling of tension and urgency is vividly reflected on the paper.

Even in a static scene, the dripping blood is vividly depicted, as if the smell of blood is gushing out.

"The painting is really good!" Luo Hao praised.

"I couldn't draw the feeling I had at that time." Seeing that Luo Hao liked it, the man was a little relieved, "I haven't learned anything, so I figured it out by myself. At that time, I saw your hand stuck in Gangzi's stomach, and I was frightened. All."

"hehe."

"It was only later that the ICU doctor told me that I knew what was going on. Dr. Luo, you pinched Gangzi's bleeding artery and then had time to carry out resuscitation."

"..." The hospital manager was stunned, this is unopened!

Chen Yong came over and looked at the painting, drooling with envy.

……

There are countless causes and consequences for what just happened. Less than ten minutes had passed, but when Mr. He said it, his appearance changed.

Exaggeration is the instinct of human beings to gossip.

"Really?"

And she emphasized twice in a row that Luo Hao only used one finger.

"Professor Luo is a martial arts master!"

"Why does Professor Luo want this?" Mr. Ma Liu Yiyi asked.

Shen Zizai took it over with a smile and waved to the chief resident.

The hospital manager was stunned for a moment, then ran away to get the intramedullary nail as Luo Hao said.

There is nothing to be jealous of a practitioner like Professor Luo who practices boy's kung fu and who knows why he became a doctor.

"What?"

"That person is Lian Jiazi." Mr. Ma Liu Yiyi pointed to his ear, "Here, repeated injuries have caused various changes. The most vulnerable places are very strong. Mr. He tried to reset twice but failed, and one shot came. Brachial plexus, the effect is not obvious.

"I tell you if you don't believe it, Mr. Liu also saw it. A dislocated shoulder joint that I couldn't lift with my feet was restored by Professor Luo with just a tap of his fingers."

This kind of surgery involving the use of high-value consumables is the basic interest of each department. Usually several orthopedic departments compete with each other to remove brain plasma.

"What a shame, one patient said he wanted to send a banner, but he didn't know what to write on it, so he drew a sketch and framed it and sent it to me. The director asked me to hang it up!"

Although these things are discarded, the quantity is limited and they are generally used for teaching. In addition, if you are always concerned about being hospitalized, you should play it on a daily basis to familiarize yourself with the feel.

He must be a master, but Professor Luo completed the reset with just one thumb. "

"Harmful." Mr. He scratched his head and laughed, "I thought Professor Luo was going to go on stage to perform intramedullary nailing."

The hospitalized boss was startled, with a sad look on his face.

What a mess!
"What are you talking about?"

The boss who intervened looked surprised.

"!!!"

"It needs to be opened, used for teaching, used as nails..."

"Mr. He, Professor Luo asked me to help you get an intramedullary nail."

"No, I'm going to increase the dose of medicine. I really can't go to the operating room. I met Professor Luo on the way. He came to solve the problem with just one thumb. He didn't even delay...the handover of the shift."

Mr. Ma Liu Yiyi’s words were fairly reliable, but there was also a problem with his focus, leading the audience to think elsewhere.

"I drew this painting from memory. There must be something wrong. Please bear with me."

He is completely different from his own world.

The resident boss slipped into Orthopedics Ward 3 and saw General Manager Liu Yiyi and General Manager He talking furtively.

"I asked for the intramedullary nail at the orthopedics department last time. Let's go get another one."

"Oh." Mr. He stood up, opened the cabinet and hugged a handful of high-value consumables.

Looking at that sketch, Shen Zizai felt deeply.

"Intramedullary nail, take it." Mr. He picked up one.

"Go to Mr. He and tell him what I want." Luo Hao smiled.

Although the improvement is weak, it is still an improvement after all.

"Tsk, tsk." Mr. He sighed, but he was not jealous.

Just open your mouth and ask for it? The intramedullary nail I ordered last time was a complete meal.

Why did Luo Hao want to use intramedullary nails for orthopedic surgery? Mr. He didn't even fart and took the initiative to provide intramedullary nails.

"You're welcome, thank you. This is the best gift I have ever received." Luo Hao took the frame with both hands and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

Ordinarily, in the 4.0 era of doctor-patient disputes, no one would be willing to do anything if it was not their own job.

But Ronaldinho is different.

Besides, Ronaldinho's luck is really good, really good.

All the patients and family members of the patients I met seemed to be reasonable and clear about right from wrong.

But when he thought of Luo Hao's medical records, the rigor and his level, Shen Zizai sighed deeply.

Others know that something may happen, but are unwilling to dig through the medical records carefully.

But Luo Hao never had any problems, but it was as if he had just been bitten by a family member of a mentally ill patient, and his medical records were watertight.

Man, the difference is huge.

After finishing his shift, Shen Zizai watched quietly as the people from Luo Hao's medical team sent the patient to the operating room to start the day's surgery.

Recently, the doctors under him have become increasingly insignificant.

Luo Hao and the doctors from Luo Hao's medical team were able to perform 6-8 surgeries a day with ease.

Even after the operation, Luo Hao still had time to go to the cafeteria for lunch. Everyone should be busy in the afternoon.

Unlike other groups, both surgeries had to stick their butts out until the afternoon.

And all of this happens right under your nose.

Shen Zizai became more and more aware that as long as Luo Hao thought about it, he, the director, would inevitably be sidelined.

Zhuang Yan, who follows Luo Hao like a follower, is the best example.

Fortunately, Luo Hao is too strong. His future is the stars and the sea, and he looks down upon his own small family fortune.

Shen Zizai calmed down and went to the operating room with Luo Hao with his hands behind his back, smiling.

"Ronald, your group will be operated separately from now on." Shen Zizai suggested, "I can still accept some patients."

"Director Shen, will you take Chen Yong to do it? That would be great." Luo Hao smiled and said, "I would like to ask you to give me some advice."

"Chen Yong's level has improved very quickly, just like when I was young. But sometimes he is not very attentive. You can talk to him if you have nothing to do." Shen Zizai suggested.

"Ok, I……"

Before Luo Hao finished speaking, he suddenly saw Meng Liangren talking to a woman at the door of the locker room.

The woman grabbed Meng Liangren's clothes and seemed to be saying something sternly.

"What's going on?" Chen Yong also saw this scene and asked confidently.

"Meng Liangren, are you a fucking thing?"

Meng Liangren was silent, but his eyes did not dodge, but he looked straight at the woman in front of him.

Chen Yong's eyes lit up, "Look, look, you always talk about me, but now Lao Meng, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is the first to come to your door. He won't admit it when he puts up his pants, Lao Meng is really, tsk tsk."

Luo Hao felt something was wrong and frowned at Meng Liang and the woman.

"Professor Luo."

Meng Liangren raised his hand to take the woman's hand off, but the woman grabbed the sleeve of his white clothes.

"Sorry, my ex-wife has something to do with me."

"Oh, it's okay, you're busy." Luo Hao smiled, "If you have any difficulties, just ask."

"It's nothing. She heard that I was transferred to the first year of medical school and came to ask me for money."

"My brother is getting engaged. He didn't have any money at first, but I only got a small share during the divorce! Now that you are rich, shouldn't you give him some money?" the woman asked sternly.

Luo Hao sighed.

These short-lived and trivial nonsense are really annoying.

It's hard to say who is right. Deep down in his heart, Luo Hao doesn't want to be exposed to such nonsense.

wasting time.

Meng Liangren also saw that Luo Hao was feeling disgusted, so he turned around and said, "Let's go out and talk."

"Why don't you get out!" Meng Liangren's ex-wife grabbed the sleeve of his white clothes with one hand, sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

I was crying, but there were no tears at all. I sat on the ground and howled.

"Lao Meng, it's okay. You take your time and deal with it." Luo Hao said seriously, "You can take a few days off if you want. It won't affect you. Don't worry."

Meng Liangren was startled. He didn't know whether what Luo Hao said was true or false, whether he was really giving himself a holiday or whether he was yin and yang himself.

Although the contact time was not long, Meng Liangren knew Luo Hao somewhat.

The next second, Meng Liangren nodded, "Thank you, Professor Luo."

"You're busy, I'm going to do the surgery, don't worry." Luo Hao took a deep look at the woman sitting on the ground acting playfully, and went into the dressing room with Chen Yong to change clothes.

Shen Zizai came in later.

"Ronald, don't you know Dr. Meng's past?" Shen Zizai asked.

"Director Shen, sit down, sit down." Luo Hao asked politely.

"I've checked for you a long time ago and made inquiries." Shen Zizai sat down.

"Xiao Meng got married when he came back after graduation. He has always been honest and honest, and he can be considered a soft persimmon. Later, he realized something was wrong and took the child for a paternity test. Only then did he realize that he had become a successor."

The hair on Luo Hao's back stood up.

Yesterday, we were talking about the topic of paternity testing during lunch, and it was like knives stabbing into Meng Liangren's heart.

Luo Hao warned himself to be careful with his words and actions in the future.

"Harm, don't worry about it." Shen Zizai said, "It's been several years. If you can't get over this hurdle, you won't be able to live in this life. What do you think?"

"Yeah." Luo Hao hummed and said nothing else.

"Aren't they all divorced? Then why did Director Shen come to our door again?" Chen Yong asked.

"This is where I hesitated before, but seeing that Dr. Meng is quite capable, I didn't tell you. I thought it was a trivial matter." Shen Zizai said, "Dr. Meng's ex-wife always comes to him to ask for money."

"!!!"

"!!!"

Luo Hao and Chen Yong's eyes widened.

"I thought it was in France." Chen Yong murmured.

"What?" Shen Zizai asked.

"After divorce in France, as long as the ex-wife is not married, the husband has to provide money or a percentage of support. In the West, why do many people live with divorced women with children instead of getting married? In essence, someone is supporting and taking advantage of the ex-husband's brother ""..." Luo Hao was speechless, it was so confusing.

"The two caught an enemy and sucked his blood to death. Therefore, it is very common in the West to find high-quality homeless people. They would rather go bankrupt and live on the streets than work and make money."

"I didn't expect that Lao Meng would fall in love with such an ex-wife."

"Yes." Shen Zizai said, "But Dr. Meng never pays and always remains silent."

"silence?"

"Just don't say anything. Make a fuss if you want. Anyway, it costs money and life." Shen Zizai lowered his voice and laughed. He pricked up his ears to hear the noise outside and sighed.

"The Infectious Disease Hospital is quiet and nothing is going on. It's okay for him to do this. He will be transferred back to the First Hospital of our Medical University..."

With that said, Shen Zizai looked at Luo Hao.

"Ronald, what are you going to do?"

"It's okay. Lao Meng can just sleep at two o'clock a day. His ex-wife is always tired, so Lao Meng can do his work when he goes back to rest."

"..."

"You're kidding." Luo Hao laughed, "I'll take Lao Meng to India in a few days."

"Huh? Are you going to India again?"

"Brocade or Southern MicroPort has phase 4 clinical surgeries. I may have to take a few days off."

Shen Zizi grinned.

Just now I was thinking that Luo Hao could calmly excuse himself, but in fact, if Luo Hao really left, he would have to do all the surgeries by himself, which would be really tiring for this old man.

"That's not a solution." Shen Zizai put an end to the thought of complaining, "Actually, this was not my initial concern."

"what is that?"

"Xiao Meng was called an old bachelor in the past." A smile appeared on Shen Zizai's lips. "His ex-wife didn't know the truth, and she didn't have any children, so she dared to trouble Xiao Meng. After a few years, Xiao Meng sent his parents away, and he was alone. , If he really gets into trouble, his ex-wife and family will be gone."

"!!!"

"Director Shen, have you seen him?"

"Yeah, I've seen him before," Shen Zizai said, "A few years ago, an old bachelor got liver cancer and had surgery here. He is usually honest and honest, and he always gives me things. They are the vegetables grown downstairs."

"Later, he was hospitalized once. People told me that he was very vicious. When I asked about it, I found out that someone had pulled out the vegetables he was growing. He chopped four of them with a knife and suffered minor injuries. In addition, because he had liver cancer, the detention center was No, that person knew the situation and just gave up and paid for it. "

"Let's take a look." Luo Hao sighed, listening to the noise outside, and shook his head helplessly.

Meng Liangren has almost no shortcomings as a clinician.

Hand hyperhidrosis will not manifest itself without surgery.

But no one is perfect, and Meng Liangren still has such troubles. The same goes for his ex-wife. After the divorce, the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return, so why bother bothering Meng Liangren.

What Shen Zizai was talking about happened more than ten years later, far away.

"Let's go for the surgery." Shen Zizai said after changing clothes and putting on a hat and mask, "My first thought was to help."

"Platforming? What is that?" Luo Hao was startled.

Shen Zizai glanced at Luo Hao and laughed, "It's really rare. There's something you don't know, Ronaldinho."

"Cooperating was a marriage model before the liberation of Northeast China. The husband was seriously ill and bedridden, and the family could not support the family, so the woman found a single, strong laborer."

"Tauren?"

"Huh? What is a tauren?" Shen Zizai asked.

"Chen Yong, stop talking nonsense and listen to the director." Luo Hao stopped Chen Yong and said, "Director, don't listen to him. What Chen Yong said was Xiaolili's words."

"Oh oh oh, I know! Is it just sleeping?" Shen Zizai's expression was a little lewd.

"Director Shen, the idea of ​​the Minotaur comes from ancient Greek mythology. It's all rubbish, rubbish. Please continue."

"The men who formed gangs usually came here on the run. At that time, it was called breaking into Guandong. After the male master passed away, who knows if he died, he could still get married or something."

"That's it." Luo Hao asked, "It's not like Lao Meng's situation."

"In the opposite direction, Dr. Meng's ex-wife found a gigolo after the divorce, who had no ability to work, or simply didn't want to work to make money... This was the case with the mother of a nurse in the department."

Shen Zizai walked into the operation room as he spoke.

"Her mother has three daughters, all of whom are out of town. Each of them has to give her 1000 yuan for living expenses every month. She uses 3000 yuan to raise a pretty boy."

"Holy shit! Director, when did the pretty boy get this price?" Technician No. 66 heard this and stood up with a smile.

"In rural areas, 2-3000 yuan a month is a lot of money." Shen Zizai said, "When there is no money, the nurse's mother will come out to make trouble with them. It's a pity, Xiao Sui is quite capable of working, just because of this , changed his mobile phone card, resigned and disappeared from the world.”

"Xiao Sui, I know, her mother came to the hospital to make a fuss after she left." Technician No. 66 said.

"Those are all bad habits of the old society, I just said it casually. As I said again, Xiao Meng's ex-wife is very unreasonable, and she is bringing her own disaster." Shen Zizai scolded with a smile.

"Yes, yes, the director is right. Especially the clique opened my eyes." Chen Yong said with a smile.

"It's good to be a helper. I'm reading novels now, and when I see an old man taking a young man into the world by himself, I think of the former wives, which are worse than the current surrogates." Technician No. 66 said before the operation started. Gossip along.

Luo Hao had no intention of talking about these things. He was thinking about Meng Liangren's ex-wife.

This is an almost unsolvable problem.

Luo Hao glanced at the luck value and then at the [Blessing] skill, hoping it would be useful.

Lao Meng was extremely miserable in the first half of his life, and he hopes to have some good luck now.

The operation went very smoothly. One of the seven operations took almost half an hour. Shen Zizai sat in the operating room and watched Luo Hao and Chen Yong perform the operation.

It's really a blessing to have such two horses and oxen under my hands, but it's a pity that I can't keep them, Shen Zizai sighed.

Luo Hao kept frowning, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Luo Hao, you really have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I suggest you hurry up and take a look." Chen Yong said with a smile.

"No." Luo Hao sighed, "Problems have to be solved. Lao Meng's ex-wife has some brain problems. She will definitely not let it go when she sees him being transferred to the first year of the medical school."

"If you give me money, it will probably be even more difficult to settle things next time."

"Don't know what to do."

Luo Hao thought as he went out to change clothes.

"Thinking about it so much, why are there so many crickets and crickets that you still can't farm? Why don't I ask Lao Meng his ex-wife's birth date?"

"Stop making trouble!" Luo Hao interrupted Chen Yong seriously.

"You think I want it!" Chen Yong said scornfully, "That would cost a lot of merit, but I have saved it little by little."

Luo Hao wanted to ask, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips.

Everyone has their own secrets, so there is no need for him to ask so many questions, although Chen Yong doesn't seem to care very much.

There was no sound of quarreling outside the door.

Chen Yong picked up his phone and sent a message.

But Meng Liangren did not return.

"I don't know where I went." Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao, "By the way, what are you going to do?"

"I can't help it. It's hard for an upright official to stop household chores, and it's such a shabby thing. I always feel that there is something wrong with Lao Meng's ex-wife."

Luo Hao pointed.

"Can you catch an ex-husband picking off wool if you have no problem with your brain?" Chen Yong looked contemptuous.

Before going out, Chen Yong put on another mask.

There was no one outside the door. Luo Hao thought about it carefully and finally took out his mobile phone and called Meng Liangren.

"Lao Meng, where is he?"

"Okay, let me take a look."

Luo Hao asked, and strode forward.

"If you really plan to go take a look, I'm telling you, you'll have a headache."

Chen Yong wore two or three masks and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Always take a look. I have a feeling that this matter can be solved." Luo Hao said seriously.

"Are you kidding?" Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao as he looked at a patient.

Luo Hao ignored Chen Yong and walked out of the inpatient department.

At the edge of the parking lot, Meng Liangren sat on the anti-collision pier, like a sculpture. In front of him, his ex-wife was pointing at his nose and scolding him, crying.

There was also a young man beside Meng Liangren's ex-wife, who also scolded Meng Liangren.

Luo Hao sighed and walked over.

After getting closer, the diagnostic assistant AI suddenly started to move.

Luo Hao was refreshed.

Don't be afraid of changes, be afraid of no changes. If nothing changes, Lao Meng's matter is a dead end.

What if Meng Liangren’s ex-wife really has a mental illness?

But unfortunately, nothing happened to Meng Liangren's ex-wife. The problem was with the young people around her.

The man must be 26 or 7 years old, probably Meng Liangren's former brother-in-law.

Luo Hao was refreshed.

"Meng Liangren, my brother has been uncomfortable because of your anger. You should compensate for this!"

"Although you are an ex-brother-in-law, we are still brothers-in-law anyway. Why do you want tens of thousands of dollars? What do you think is wrong?"

"I've checked everything, and there's nothing wrong. Besides, he always felt uncomfortable when we got married, and the check-up was fine." Meng Liangren said indifferently, "If you don't have money, you can do whatever you want."

"Now that you have climbed up a high branch in the Medical University, you are so arrogant! Do you believe that I make it difficult for you to live in peace every day!" Meng Liangren's ex-wife asked sternly.

"Why?" Luo Hao walked over and asked with a smile.

Meng Liangren's ex-wife was startled.

"Lao Meng, you can handle your affairs and just sit here every day." Luo Hao said, "Don't worry, don't be timid."

After speaking, Luo Hao strode away.

"Who is he?"

"The leader of my medical team, the leader." Meng Liangren felt confident with Luo Hao's promise.

After Luo Hao walked away, Chen Yong smiled and said, "Are all of you in this lineage so protective?"

"Of course, the bosses will be unhappy if I am bullied. If Lao Meng is bullied, I will naturally be unhappy too." After Luo Hao finished speaking, when no one followed him, he stopped and looked at Chen Yong.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm wearing three layers of masks."

"Let me ask you something."

"It doesn't feel like a good thing."

"Are you good at pretending to be a ghost?" Luo Hao looked seriously into Chen Yong's eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost? I'm from the University of Exeter..."

"I'm serious." Luo Hao's voice was calm. Although Chen Yong didn't feel the flash of swords in Luo Hao's words when Wang Jiani was in danger, he still chose to meditate.

"meeting."

Soon, Chen Yong gave an answer.

(End of this chapter)

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