White armor

Chapter 250 Xiao Luo, you can't do anything against your conscience
"Xiao Luo, didn't Director Gu have many relatives or friends back then?" Yang Jinghe asked.

"Director Gu's resume is a bit special. After graduation, he worked in a grassroots hospital for two years. He was excluded by the old director of the local hospital, and his colleagues naturally stood on the old director's side. Later, he worked hard and by chance, he went to study abroad."

"Later, my boss happened to go to Australia for a visit, exchange and study last week. He was particularly curious about how doctors in large hospitals in capitalist countries can be exhausted to death."

"Tired to death? Is that true? Australia? No way!" Yang Jinghe was a little unconvinced.

Apart from doctors in China who work like slaves, Yang Jinghe finds it hard to imagine that there is another place in the world where doctors would be worked to death.

"Really." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Later, I met Director Gu, who took me in as his disciple. Then I brought him back to 912 and watched him take over my class step by step."

Speaking of taking over, Yang Jinghe was quite excited.

"Old Yang, to be honest, I'm not rejecting you from publishing your paper with me." Luo Hao said with a smile, "English journals are still okay now, and you can still make some money in China, but, at most 10 years, no more than 15 years, then it's useless."

"Huh?" Yang Jinghe was stunned.

"Many Japanese medical and biological experts have come to our side, as well as some from Europe. There are relatively few from the United States because they have strict controls there."

"Not really. We're not that strong yet. Aren't you afraid of standing up to toast? Even Hawking can't do that." Yang Jinghe said with a smile.

As he said this, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Xiao Luo, to be honest, if I had a Chinese stomach, it would be no problem for me to come here."

"The animal protection organization really rushed into the laboratory. Just tell me, an experiment was going well, and the next second a bunch of people rushed in, crying and wiping tears, as if the mice being tested were their parents." Luo Hao said calmly.

This reason...Yang Jinghe was stunned.

Laboratory, that's a scientific laboratory!
What is the relationship with animal protection organizations?
"If it was a small creature with human nature, such as a cat or a dog, or a giant panda, it would be fine, but for a mouse, do you think it's that serious? They are crazy. Let's not talk about this. I heard some news that these documents may not be recognized in China within 10 years."

“So, you still have to have real skills.”

Yang Jinghe put the matter of the animal protection organization attacking the laboratory behind him. Yang Jinghe was very unfamiliar with both the laboratory and the animal protection organization.

But he deeply agreed with Luo Hao's words - to be a doctor, one must have real skills.

"The puncture technology for particle implantation is a real skill and has barriers." Luo Hao sat up straight and said seriously.

"Yes, that's what I was thinking about."

"Old Yang, you learn first, but how far you can learn depends on your own ability. Surgery depends on talent."

"Yeah." Yang Jinghe didn't think Luo Hao was mocking him, but was deep in thought.

After a few seconds, Yang Jinghe asked, "Xiao Luo, what training methods do you surgeons usually use?"

"Neurosurgery grinds eggs, the outer hard shell is ground off, and the inner membrane is intact. The other thing is that there are knots, but that doesn't matter. I suggest you grind the eggs."

"Why haven't I seen anyone from our sect do this?"

The next second, Yang Jinghe looked up and saw Luo Hao's disdainful expression.

Tsk tsk, Yang Jinghe guessed that Luo Hao would say that this was Concord's patent.

"This was first done by doctors at West China Neurosurgery Hospital, and later on, Tiantan Hospital and Sanbo Hospital also began to use this method for training."

"Where is Union Medical College Hospital?" Yang Jinghe was surprised that Luo Hao rarely showed off "his" Union Medical College Hospital.

"Oh, not all departments of PUMC are strong. As for neurosurgery, PUMC has the Temple of Heaven, Xuanwu Hospital, 912, and Sino-Japanese Friendship Hospital on its head, not to mention the whole country. My neurosurgery department is average, really."

"I remember……"

Yang Jinghe had just said three words when there was a sudden noise outside the door.

The noise grew louder and louder.

It was already late, and Yang Jinghe was a little unhappy. He cleared his throat and was about to continue chatting with Luo Hao, but the noise outside quickly became hoarse.

"What the hell!" Yang Jinghe cursed and stood up.

The iron tower-like body seemed to radiate a strong anger that was visible to the naked eye.

Luo Hao was distracted and did not try to persuade Yang Jinghe, but followed him to watch the fun.

In the corridor, a woman in a hospital gown was pointing at the doctor on duty and cursing him.

Yang Jinghe strode over with a sullen face.

Luo Hao admires Yang Jinghe for this.

Although this person has an unruly private life, he is responsible in his work. If it were Director Mao of Changnan People's Hospital, he would have hidden away long ago and would have criticized the doctor later.

Yang Jinghe would not be like this. Luo Hao knew in his heart that he would definitely protect his own doctor.

"What's wrong? It's the middle of the night. Why are you making so much noise?" Yang Jinghe walked over and said in a deep voice.

His voice was deep, and coupled with his tower-like body, the sound echoed and buzzed in the corridor.

"director."

"Just die of cowardice, and you're just going to be scolded like this?" Yang Jinghe scolded, pulled the doctor on duty aside, and faced the female patient who was just raging alone.

"If you have something to say, then say it. If you don't, get out of here."

"How can you talk to me like that!" the female patient yelled.

Yang Jinghe took out a copy and smashed it on the female patient's face.

"Don't f*cking think you can do whatever you want just because you're a patient and have cancer. If you curse me again!"

The female patient was startled.

She had never seen such a fierce doctor.

I subconsciously took the paper and opened it to see that it was a copy of a diagnosis. The diagnosis was clear: a mental illness.

"If I fucking throw you off the building, you will only have to stay in the hospital for three months at most, believe it or not?" Yang Jinghe asked.

The iron tower-like body cast a thick shadow, covering the female patient.

If it were someone else, Luo Hao was sure that the female patient would not be scared. Chinese people, both men and women, care about their face.

But when Yang Jinghe stood there, the aura he exuded silently told the female patient that everything he said was true.

Every evildoer will be punished by his own evildoer. Luo Hao stood in the distance and watched the joke.

Even in Luo Hao's heart, he believed that these words were not just bluffing by Yang Jing, and that this guy could really do it.

The female patient stopped talking, trying hard to hide her panic.

"What's going on?" Yang Jinghe asked.

"Director, this is her first hospitalization, and the test result was positive for syphilis." The doctor whispered, "Her husband went to the doctor's office this afternoon, and she kept asking me if I had told her husband."

"Pack your things and get discharged from the hospital," Yang Jinghe said, "Go wherever you want to go."

"you!"

"What do you mean by 'I'? I'm the director of the radiotherapy department. I won't treat you. Get out of here! You can go to the Second Hospital or the Third Hospital if you want. Just don't stay here and get in the way."

"..."

"..."

The female patient was stunned and the doctor nodded repeatedly. Luo Hao, standing in the distance, recalled that when he and Boss Chai were doing rounds, they also encountered a patient's family member who was making trouble.

The handling method is similar, but Boss Chai doesn't tolerate these things.

It’s just that in recent years, more and more “Doctor Maos” have corrupted the atmosphere, so that doctors dare not even fart.

"I won't leave the hospital!"

"Not going out? You have the final say? Fine, stay in bed if you can." Yang Jinghe turned around, "Go through the discharge procedures. If she doesn't leave, you tell me."

"Ah."

"What? I can tell you something really fucked up." Yang Jinghe looked at the patient and said coldly, "I don't know which bastard made the rule that doctors are not allowed to tell patients' families about infectious diseases like syphilis and AIDS."

"Damn, a bunch of bastards. Don't you know what's wrong with you? And you're still doing stupid things."

"Go away, go away. I'm annoyed by the sight of you. Go and get angry with whoever infected you. Do you think it's fun to pick a fight with our doctor?"

"I won't tolerate you! Get out!"

Yang Jinghe kept telling the female patient to get out, not giving her any face at all.

After saying that, Yang Jinghe turned around and strode towards Luo Hao.

"Old Yang, that's awesome!" Luo Hao stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up.

"It's all because of his bad temper." Yang Jinghe said, "By the way, do you know who is the bastard who doesn't allow doctors to tell patients' families about infectious diseases like AIDS?"

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows and smiled. "When my patients are hospitalized, I always teach them and their families to download the PTZ and look at the test results on it before asking about their medical history."

"Hey." Yang Jinghe sneered and looked back at the female patient who was still standing there in a daze.

"Old Yang, what would Director Feng do if he knew about something like this?"

"Director Feng?" Yang Jinghe's expression was a little strange, and then he lowered his voice, "Xiao Luo, you have never seen Director Feng deal with such a matter."

"What will he do?" Luo Hao was curious.

"He? Hiss~ He does the same thing as you. He will use various means and channels to tell the patient's family how to check the report." Yang Jinghe remembered something and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "But I think it's a good thing. Director Feng is kind-hearted. After all, it's such a bad disease, how can he not inform the patient's lover."

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows.

I only sent WeChat messages to Feng Zixuan twice when I was in Hetaoping, so we haven't been in touch very often. I will go to Feng Zixuan's place early tomorrow morning to "report" and "cancel my leave."

The director of the Medical Department was very nice to me, and it was easier to work under his wing.

It was getting late, and Luo Hao and Yang Jinghe also handed over their details. Yang Jinghe received news that the patient who died suddenly had been sent away, and Luo Hao learned from Meng Liangren that all the signatures had been signed, and the matter was handled neatly.

"Big girl, where are you?" Luo Hao called Wang Jiani.

"If a doctor can drink 1 jin or 8 liang, I won't train him. If a doctor can drink 8 liang or 1 jin, I will trust him."

Shen Zizai's voice came from the phone.

Luo Hao frowned.

There were only a few people present, yet Shen Zizai was still saying these drinking talks.

"We're still in the hotel, listening to Director Shen telling us stories." Wang Jiani said with a smile.

After that, Wang Jiani whispered, "I didn't drink."

Oh, it turned out to be a story, Luo Hao felt relieved.

In Luo Hao's opinion, Shen Zizai is not the kind of person who can't tell the difference between a man's features and his features.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

Luo Hao and Meng Liangren rushed over.

When I pushed the door open, I heard Shen Zizai say, "I was really drunk at that time. If you don't drink, you want to have surgery? You're dreaming. You are in a good time now, you must cherish it."

"Director Shen, what are you talking about?" Luo Hao saw a drink in front of Wang Jiani and smiled brightly. "Tell them about my youth. If I get older, I will change too much. At 35, I suddenly feel different from before, and I change every five years."

Shen Zizai said with a smile, "My eyes, hands, and memory have all declined."

"Director, you should drink less." Luo Hao suggested, sitting next to Wang Jiani.

"I didn't drink much." Shen Zizai said, "Where were we talking about just now?"

Luo Hao paused, smiled slightly, waved for the waiter to come in and ordered two bowls of noodles.

"Director, you said that you drank a lot at that time."

"Yes!" Shen Zizai continued, talking about his youth.

"I really regret it. I shouldn't have become a doctor back then, when the times were so good." Shen Zizai sighed, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

He picked up the glass and shook it around, not caring whether Wang Jiani and Liu Yiyi raised their glasses or not, and drank the whole glass of beer by himself.

Liu Yiyi filled Shen Zizai's glass.

"A classmate of mine didn't stay in the Medical University Affiliated Hospital after graduation. Guess what the reason was?"

reason?

If you don't stay, does that mean you don't want to?

"Hahaha, Director Shen, you're joking. I definitely can't stay." Liu Yiyi said.

"No, he dislikes Harbin Medical University because it was once the Puppet Manchukuo Harbin Medical University and was an accomplice of Unit 731."

"Well, isn't this the liberation? My Union Hospital was also built by the Americans with compensation." Luo Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this reason. "Besides, I've already gone to school."

"He didn't know before." Shen Zizai said.

"So it's related to Unit 731!" Chen Yong's eyes lit up with murderous intent.

"What are you thinking about? It's liberated, and it's the people's university." Luo Hao quickly interrupted this joke, "Where did you go later?"

"I started my own business, and I experienced ups and downs. He was involved in unfinished real estate projects in Nanhai and also in stock financing."

"Huh, now what?"

"After he turned 35, he gradually became more stable and there was no news about him. He came back to a class reunion some time ago and seemed OK. I asked him about it, and guess what? He said he had not done much business in the past few years and happened to come across a batch of leftover perfume in Yiwu."

"We get the perfume at a low price, take it to Italy or France, change the packaging, register a company, make up a history, and sell it at a very high price."

Liu Yiyi's face suddenly turned ugly. She took out her bag and took out a bottle of perfume.

"It has nothing to do with you." Chen Yong said, "The perfume the director mentioned makes you dizzy when you see the price."

"Right, right, right." Shen Zizai laughed, "They are all trying to fool fools. Fools from all over the world, their sales are very good. Now, he is buying all kinds of leftover goods in Yiwu and shipping them to Europe. You said that old Europe is a place that has seen the world, how could it be fooled by inferior leftover goods?"

"In short supply? Is that okay?" Luo Hao asked.

"Luo Hao, you underestimate Industrial Cthulhu." Chen Yong replied.

"Yeah." Shen Zizai picked up the wine glass, "It's basically all stuck in shipping. The shipping giants are really inhumane."

Luo Hao didn't understand all this, and Shen Zizai continued talking to himself.

"By the way, Xiao Luo, is Corey okay?" Shen Zizai suddenly asked.

Luo Hao briefly explained the situation. "The patient has been sent away, and the medical records have been signed. It's fine."

"That patient looked dead to me. It's true. Ask Xiao Meng if I said that."

"Well, when the patient was hospitalized the day before yesterday, the director told me to write a good medical record because there might be something wrong with this patient." Meng Liangren admired sincerely.

Being able to be the director of the First Hospital of Medical University and maintaining harmony in the department is absolutely impossible without some ability.

Moreover, Shen Zizai's statement is vaguely consistent with what Director Pan of Peking Union Medical College said - to be a doctor, one must be able to read faces.

"Director, how did you figure that out?"

"Well, it's just my feeling. I'm not a magician who graduated from a magic university, right, Chen Yong." Shen Zizai joked, and then said, "This guy is really tough. When I first started working, I was taking X-rays in the emergency room, and suddenly a patient came in. His eyes..."

As he spoke, Shen Zizai gestured to the position of his left eye.

"Push the screwdriver straight in, about ten centimeters."

"Fuck! He walked in?" Luo Hao was surprised.

"Of course, the patient walked in on his own and told me that it was nothing and asked me not to be nervous."

"..." Luo Hao was speechless.

"He's still alive in the end?" Liu Yiyi asked in surprise.

"Yes, he was discharged from the hospital one week after the operation without any sequelae. He is tough, but he is fragile. The father of one of my classmates scraped against the car in front of him when he was leaving the community. The airbag popped out at less than 1 miles per hour."

"As a result, he died on the spot. He suffered from carotid intimal avulsion syndrome."

"Rich people, when their assets exceed 100 million... no, it should be the level of liquid assets exceeding 100 million, all believe in fate. Because they know that they can make so much money not because of their own strength, but simply because of good luck. Those who don't believe, such as the coal bosses of the same generation as Boss Lou, have disappeared."

"He is not like the petty middle class who has worked hard all his life and still thinks that man can conquer nature. Who said that? Who is he? If you look through the history of China over the past five thousand years, he is a top-notch figure no matter what dynasty he was in. Apart from the fact that the chariots of the ancient dragons were built on the same track and the books were written in the same language, I can't think of anyone better than him."

"You're just a middle-class person and you don't believe in fate. He~~~tui~~~good luck is the real good thing." Shen Zizai cursed.

Luo Hao looked at Shen Zizai and smiled.

"Director, I understand." Luo Hao said with a smile, "I am just lucky. Of course I have some skills, but I think it's mainly because of my good luck. This is due to Chen Yong's blessing for me. Even though I am lucky, I have always been cautious and tread carefully."

"Pray for blessings?" Shen Zizai's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't expect that when he wanted to remind Luo Hao, he would gain new insights.

"I'm kidding. How could I do that?" Chen Yong waved his hands again and again. "Director, Luo Hao is teasing you."

Shen Zizai was full of suspicion. He glanced at Chen Yong, then at Luo Hao, and finally his eyes fell on Chen Yong.

"Xiao Chen, I won't drink anymore. I just want to ask you one question. How did I treat you, Director?"

"Okay." Chen Yong glared at Luo Hao fiercely, "Director, you are so kind to me."

"Hey, if one day I, Old Shen, get into trouble and can't open my mouth, you help me." Shen Zizai raised his glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

He didn't care whether Chen Yong agreed or not, and continued, "Xiao Luo, you are really a capable person who should do more work. I just can't control my father's temperament. Don't bother me."

"Director, you are right to remind me." Luo Hao said with a smile, "After a few days, when Zhuzi's injury has healed, I will take you to see him."

Shen Zizai's eyes were bright and clear, without any sign of drunkenness.

"Director, why do you like pandas so much?"

"Well, when I was a child, I sang "The Bamboo is Blooming" every day. Mimi lay in her mother's arms and counted the stars." Shen Zizai said as he began to sing.

"Hahaha, I saw a video after the 08 earthquake. The dads all ran to look for pandas. One little guy didn't know what happened, so he hugged his dad's legs and cried. He looked so wronged. There was also a video of the PLA rescuing a stray panda. That guy wasn't fierce at all. He hugged the PLA's legs and refused to let go no matter what. Even pandas know that the PLA is reliable."

"I really like it. At that time, I thought it would be great if I could study veterinary medicine when I was young, and find an opportunity to live in Chengdu."

"Director, we can't stay in Chengdu," Luo Hao reminded.

"Ok?"

"Luo Hao is driving with you." Chen Yong said with contempt.

"Hahaha, is that really the case?"

"It seems so. I don't understand either, but the anorectal department over there is the best in the country. I don't know if it's because of the spicy food or some other reason." Luo Hao said with a smile.

Chen Yong took out his cell phone and showed Shen Zizai the photos.

"Fuck it! Even though Zhuzi was so badly injured, they still chased him into the wild. Isn't this murder?" Shen Zizai was so angry that his hair stood on end.

"That's what we say, but it has to be done. The number of pandas is already small, and they are getting closer and closer to inbreeding." Luo Hao sighed.

"Really?" Shen Zizai was confused and didn't understand.

"Due to inbreeding, deformed giant pandas have begun to appear. One panda's hind legs were so weak that it couldn't stand up and could only drag itself on the ground." Luo Hao sighed, "I'm still worried about how to teach Zhuzi how to adapt to the wild."

"No matter what, if the sky collapses, there will be someone taller to hold it up, and Zhuzi can't leave." Shen Zizai slammed the table angrily, "Xiao Luo, you can't do anything against your conscience!"

"..."

Luo Hao sighed deeply in his heart.

It's not good to have too much attention on it, as it is associated with a lack of conscience.

"Did you hear that, Xiao Luo? The bamboo is kept in the honey pot, we won't let it go."

"Director Shen, there's nothing I can do. I studied undergraduate, master and doctorate degrees at PUMC for eight years, and I also worked with Professor Xia on related experiments. I know a little bit about animal language. I'm just the tall one."

"!!!"

"!!!"

Chen Yong bit the chopsticks, and with a snap, the disposable chopsticks were broken.

This lousy Luo Hao can actually drive a car and act so cool, it's impossible not to admire him.

"It's true. We need to get Qingchang's fund." Luo Hao said worriedly, "But I don't have any ideas at all now."

"How much money did Qingchang give?"

"Not much, about 100,000 yuan." Luo Hao said, "Professor Zhang probably has no idea, so he forced Zhuzi to go. I look down on him. But when I think about what will happen in a few years..."

"Let me ask you!" Shen Zizai said.

"Ok?"

“How did humans emerge from the animal kingdom?”

"Apithecus erectus?"

"Yes! I have seen a panda standing with its hands on its hips, confronting its father. Pandas can stand up and learn, which is so cute. They make their beds every day."

"Meng Er." Luo Hao said casually and started to think.

It is certain that Director Shen is talking nonsense, but he does provide a new idea.

Walking upright is definitely not an option, but pandas can communicate, so they should be able to overcome the hurdle of walking upright and start teaching Bamboo to use tools.

Luo Hao's mind was instantly opened and his eyes shone brightly.

After eating and drinking, Shen Zizai hugged Luo Hao and repeatedly reminded him to take him to see a doctor as soon as Zhuzi's injury healed. Luo Hao agreed seriously.

"I'm going to Danizi's house to watch the documentary."

Send Shen Zizai away, Luo Hao and Chen Yong said.

"Oh, don't come back tonight."

(End of this chapter)