White armor

Chapter 251 I may not be able to cure you, but I will definitely treat you well
In Wang Jiani's house, the lights were adjusted by Luo Hao to be dim and ambiguous.

He said this kind of light is suitable for watching documentaries.

When I opened the video made by Wang Jiani, there was no background music and it was all dark.

"Click~"

The light and shadow came on, a foot stepped on the ground, and dust flew.

close up.

Luo Hao likes the dark style of AFP.

The light shone down from the opposite side, and every particle of dust that flew up was clearly visible.

Then the sirens of the 120 ambulance sounded in the background, and a sense of urgency arose. Every speck of dust carried tension, directly pulling people into the documentary.

Luo Hao was sitting in front of the computer and was surprised to see this scene.

Not to mention what happened next, this second alone made Luo Hao feel excited.

Danizi is indeed suitable for being a self-media person, and she knows just the right scale.

The camera turned, and the lights of the 120 ambulance that Luo Hao was familiar with flashed in the darkness.

Braking suddenly, white smoke came out of the tires.

The camera did not focus on the patient. The white smoke from the tires and the deep black marks silently gripped the audience's hearts.

"How are you people!"

"Suddenly he stopped breathing and I was doing CPR."

The conversation was brief, hurried, tense, and full of emotion.

The camera turned again and saw a doctor kneeling on a stretcher, performing compressions.

The doctor who was pulling the stretcher was also very skilled. He did not slow down when turning, and with a beautiful drift, he rushed into the emergency room pulling the stretcher.

Da Da Da~
The subtitles didn't appear until this point.

Luo Hao pressed pause.

"Big girl, you did a great job." Luo Hao exclaimed.

"Isn't it?" Wang Jiani's little face was full of blush and pride, her eyes were full of charm and stars.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

"The documentary starts off too peacefully. If the patient's condition had been explained at the beginning, I'm worried that no one would watch it. People are impatient nowadays, and if there's nothing exciting in the first three seconds, people will just leave."

"it is good!"

"it is good!!"

"it is good!!!"

Luo Hao said "OK" three times in a row.

Wang Jiani's face turned red and she was speechless because of Luo Hao's praise.

"Wow, this is really good." Luo Hao said to himself and continued playing.

Then there was crying, and a man in white clothes came out. The patient's family members knelt down and hugged the doctor's legs.

The picture gradually became blurred, but when the subtitles should have appeared, there was nothing but a clicking sound.

“I don’t know what the copy is.”

Luo Hao didn't press the pause button, he understood what the girl meant.

The main reason is that the documentary gave Luo Hao a refreshing feeling, and he had a strong desire to continue watching it.

As for the copywriting, Luo Hao felt it was unimportant.

The picture has vividly demonstrated a sudden death from a disease.

The black background is so thick, and it is so similar to the forbidden zone of life that generation after generation of medical professionals have tried to break into over the years.

The picture flashed, and it was still of "hell-style" quality.

Although it was not just black and white, but in color, and he could see the "flowery hat" of the anesthesiologist in the operating room, it still gave Luo Hao a harsh feeling.

drop drop~
The familiar sounds of ECG monitor and ventilator were heard, and the anesthesiologist was preparing to intubate and complete anesthesia.

The doctors and nurses in the operating room were busy.

The picture is cold and heavy, and even the sounds from the ventilator and monitor make people tremble.

You can tell at a glance that something is going to go wrong.

Coupled with the death of the patient brought in by the 120 ambulance as a foreshadowing, the audience had already guessed that the operation would not go smoothly.

Suddenly, normality appeared. Xiaonan was standing at the door of the operating room in a hospital gown, and her parents were cheering her on.

The normal color picture only flashed for a moment, and the dripping sound was heard again.

The images are interweaving.

Here, Wang Jiani boldly made her own design.

She did not lay out the story in a timeline to tell how Xiaonan discovered the disease and prepared for the surgery.

The main screen is always in the operating room, with constantly flashing images recalling every detail of the past.

The appearance of normal colors gave Luo Hao a feeling that Xiaonan was about to enter hell. As Xiaonan walked into the operating room, the normal colors on her body gradually turned into black and white.

This is genius.

The strong color differences silently tell the viewers of the documentary what is about to happen.

Although I know the whole process and the ending,

Although I have undergone countless surgeries and surgical training,
But Luo Hao still felt a little nervous.

The door of the operating room opened and a beam of light fell into the operating room.

Without the dust that flew up when the foot landed at the beginning,
The light fell on the faces of the instrument nurses and circulating nurses who were tapping the instruments. They were so focused.

The light fell on the faces of the busy anesthesiologists and assistants, they were so focused.

The light fell on the face of the doctor who was preparing for surgery and reviewing the film for the last time.

The light was not dazzling, nor even gentle, but rather cold.

It creates a sharp conflict with the warm human tones in the flashback "memories".

Slippers~
A size 42 foot appeared in slippers.

The picture is very low, and the focus is on the last foot that appears, wearing size 42 slippers.

One second later, Luo Hao heard his own voice.

"The operation is suspended."

The voice is warm and gentle, like a ray of light.

The picture then moved upwards, and along with it, the warm and gentle sunlight slowly spread out with "Luo Hao" as the center, dispelling the dark wind that AFP was accustomed to using.

Even Luo Hao felt that everything was stable when he saw this scene.

Da da da da~
Four words appeared in the upper right corner of the back - Xiehe Luo Hao.

"..." Luo Hao was silent.

This appearance is so awesome.

"Professor Luo, what's wrong?"

"The patient has a cardiac vegetation, which is considered an extremely rare disease."

The light emanating from Luo Hao did not directly devour the darkness, but was intertwined and entangled with the darkness.

The director of gynecology tilted her head, and there was a hint of surprise in her resolute expression in the darkness.

Although there is only one expression, it is a performance at the best actor level. Or it can be said that Wang Jiani's post-production editing and production, as well as the strong dark hell style, gave the director of gynecology many emotions.

Although the scene is extremely short, the emotions of confusion, entanglement and struggle are very strong.

"Prepare for a video consultation. I'll contact Boss Lang."

The scene changed, and the iconic building of the Imperial Capital Union Hospital appeared.

Blue sky, white day, bright world.

Then a photo filled the entire screen - Lin Qiaozhi.

Luo Hao suddenly felt a lump in his throat and almost cried.

Teacher Lin’s photo appeared extremely abruptly, but precisely because of this abruptness, it violently broke the depression brought by the previous dark style of painting.

squeak~
The sound of birds singing in the Union Medical College compound serves as the background, creating a lively atmosphere that sweeps away all the gloom and depression.

The camera gradually zooms out.

The photo of Mr. Lin Qiaozhi in the office gradually became smaller, and the surrounding wood carvings and clocks appeared.

It’s Boss Lang’s office.

Luo Hao is familiar with this place.

Just seeing this scene suddenly in the documentary was like the sound of a huge bell, making Luo Hao's heart tremble.

Boss Lang was wearing reading glasses and writing something when his cell phone rang.

Da da da, the letters appeared in the upper right corner of Boss Lang.

Lang Jinghe of Xiehe Hospital, Honorary Director of Imperial Capital Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital, Professor, Doctoral Supervisor, Academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering, Academician of the Eurasian Academy of Sciences...

Mr. Lang has too many titles. If they were all typed out, the entire screen wouldn’t be enough.

The six-dot ellipsis is very meaningful.

"Dr. Luo, what's the matter?" Boss Lang answered the video.

The picture did not focus on the video, but was facing Boss Lang.

The old man's face was flushed, his voice was full of energy, he was neither panicked nor anxious, and his steady voice made people feel at ease.

Luo Hao heard his own voice again.

The patient's condition was introduced simply and cleanly.

"Come to Union Hospital, we can't do it there." Boss Lang replied, and then briefly explained the causes and consequences of the disease.

The picture changed again, but without any abruptness. Boss Lang's figure gradually faded, and the animation appeared in front of us.

Uterine fibroids spread to the veins and evolve into venous leiomyoma within the blood vessels.

Leiomyoma spreads in the blood vessels. The 3D animation is beautifully done, even some details are taken into account.

Leiomyoma gradually climbs up, like creepers or kite strings, and finally reaches the heart, forming a cardiac vegetation.

As the heart beats, the growth moves with it.

The animation was not long, only about 10 seconds. But Luo Hao knew that it took a lot of effort on Tiangong's part to create just 10 seconds.

"How much did this segment cost?" Luo Hao asked as he paused the video.

"When I told him I wanted to make a documentary to record rare diseases, Boss Lang was very happy. It was he who contacted Tiangong, and I haven't paid any money yet." The more Wang Jiani spoke, the smaller her voice became, and she became more timid.

"Oh, what are you afraid of?" Luo Hao was concentrating on watching the documentary and asked casually in a very straight-forward manner.

"I'm afraid of causing you trouble." Wang Jiani said in a low voice.

Luo Hao raised his hand with a smile and ruffled the girl's hair. "It's not that troublesome. It's best if Boss Lang can handle this matter. Don't worry about it."

"Luo Hao, didn't you say that movie-level animations cost 10 per second? This is less than one million."

"Oh, this isn't movie quality."

"Ah?!" Wang Jiani was stunned, then frowned, looking fierce.

"It's enough." Luo Hao smiled and said, "There's no need to make a movie-level animation, it's a waste. It's good enough. We're just doing a popular science, not going to..."

"Oh oh oh."

Luo Hao clicked on the video and continued watching.

As Boss Lang finished his explanation, the animation came to an end.

Simple animations and easy-to-understand explanations vividly show the emergence and evolution of the disease.

The severity of the disease is beyond words when we look at the patients who died despite the initial emergency treatment.

But the next second, the animation appeared before my eyes again.

This is a surgery animation.

The "kite string" floats in the blood vessels and gradually forms a blood clot.

Finally, the blood clot broke off and blocked the pulmonary artery, and a series of data flowed down like a waterfall.

The scene switched to the initial emergency treatment. Boss Lang did not explain, but the easy-to-understand scene told the viewer that the kite string and the growth were like time bombs that could explode in the human body at any time.

Hu~~~
Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I didn't finish it, it was enough.

AFP's dark-style rescue, beautiful animation, and Boss Lang's personal appearance to explain.

Everything was perfect, just like the kind of science documentary Luo Hao had imagined.

Probably not many people would watch this kind of stuff, but once you click on it, you'll be drawn into it.

You know what, the girl is really talented in this area.

Then the high-speed train roared into the platform and arrived at the imperial capital.

The door lintel of Union Hospital seems to be the door leading to "birth". The crowd is surging, and the scene comes to a gynecological consultation.

One after another, the bigwigs showed up to participate in the consultation.

Every big boss is accompanied by a bunch of clattering sounds.

Each introduction is so dazzling that one cannot look directly at it and is filled with awe.

Regarding the consultation, Wang Jiani did not reveal much.

The labels, serious expressions and earnest attitudes of the bigwigs have already said it all. As for more detailed medical knowledge, she did not dwell on it too much.

The third consultation finalized the surgical procedure.

The screen swept across the faces of the bigwigs present at the meeting, and everyone had a serious expression.

At this point, even in Concorde, the picture still turned into the hellish wind of AFP.

Half of Boss Lang's body was in the dark, while the other half was faintly glowing. His eyes were firm, and an iron-blooded aura was overwhelming.

It’s no wonder that Wang Jiani has mastered the essence of AFP’s dark style.

Not all people shrouded in shadows are necessarily evil. They may also be warriors who dare to resist the evil beasts that cast shadows from other dimensions.

Faced with an extremely rare yet extremely difficult disease, even the boss of Xiehe Lang was shrouded in darkness.

Director Pan Jiepan was elegant and easy-going, with a shadow shrouding him. There was only a little light, which appeared on Director Pan’s right hand.

The light was so dim that only Luo Hao, who was familiar with interventional surgery, understood that Teacher Pan was simulating an operation, how to use a grabber to capture the growth without damaging it.

"That's it, prepare for the operation." Boss Lang's voice was low, like a warrior facing a dragon without hesitation.

Although the picture is simple, Wang Jiani still managed to edit it to create the feeling of "I will go forward even if thousands of people are against me".

The screen flashed again.

A photo of Lang Jinghe and Academician Lang appeared. The photo had turned yellow and the words on it were very faint - I may not be able to cure the disease completely, but I will definitely treat it well.

Hey!
Luo Hao's eyes widened, unable to believe that Boss Lang would actually take out this photo.

Luo Hao had never seen this photo; it only existed in legends.

I heard that many years ago, Peking Union Medical College Hospital took promotional photos for the directors. Boss Lang took one of these photos and said this.

Unexpectedly, Boss Lang took out all his best treasures. Luo Hao knew this very well. This was definitely not a good thing for his reputation.

Looking at the photo, Luo Hao was a little dazed.

At this moment, there is no explanation, no language, only a photo taken who knows how many years ago.

The words above are a little blurry, yet extremely clear.

I may not be able to cure it completely, but I will definitely cure it well.

what's next?

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows.

The atmosphere has already been created to the extreme, so it should not end badly.

But it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape the ending of a tiger's head but a snake's tail. Wang Jiani did too well in the previous part, and Luo Hao couldn't figure out how Wang Jiani could break the depressing hellish style of AFP.

Luo Hao didn't click pause and continued watching.

In Luo Hao's imagination, Xiaonan and his parents should appear at the door of the operating room for the second time.

This time, their expressions, words and actions may not be as calm and composed as last time.

This was extremely difficult to shoot.

But to Luo Hao's surprise, a movie-level animation appeared.

It seems like fantasy and seems real.

A bony, trembling hand was holding a Parker pen and writing with difficulty on the manuscript paper.

The camera zoomed out and saw a pile of drafts next to the bedridden elderly man. A few words were so eye-catching - Gynecological Tumors.

It’s Mr. Lin!
Luo Hao instantly burst into tears.

This is a picture of Mr. Lin Qiaozhi after he suffered a cerebral infarction and was bedridden in the 1980s.

Traveling through time and space, Tiangong's animation presented to Luo Hao a scene where Mr. Lin insisted on writing about gynecological tumors while lying in bed.

The picture is still dark.

Mr. Lin, who was suffering from illness, had a smile on his face. The tip of his pen was glowing as he wrote word by word meticulously.

Her pen is like a sharp blade, cutting through the darkness.

In the past, when Cang Jie created writing, the sky rained millet and ghosts cried at night.

The words that cut through the darkness gradually turned into the blade in the operating room.

In this section, Wang Jiani used a combination of reality and animation. Luo Hao was not in the operation scene. Boss Lang cut off the uterine fibroids, but did not step down. Instead, he made a gesture.

In the dark tones, the gestures are simple and powerful.

Director Pan Jiepan began the operation, and the capture device went down the jugular vein, into the ventricle, and captured the vegetation.

Luo Hao was a little dazed and didn't notice the switch between reality and animation.

Everything is so natural, as if walking in the darkness of hell, saving one life after another and bringing them back to the light.

Unconsciously, Luo Hao had been immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

In the animation, the capturer naturally grabs the cardiac vegetation. With a few simple movements, a grab and a twist, the vegetation falls off gently and cleanly.

The vascular surgery department has cut open the femoral vein and is carefully pulling out the "kite string" bit by bit.

Every movement is so gentle yet firm, and the picture switches back and forth between reality and animation.

Mr. Lin's pen and every movement in the operating room are skillfully blended together, giving people a natural and smooth feeling.

It is indeed a movie-level animation, and the quality of the animation even surpasses the production standards of Hollywood's Industrial Light and Magic, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, as if there really were nanorobots following the growth and filming it all the time.

Unconsciously, the dark AFP hell wind gradually faded. With the cooperation of countless bigwigs and the silent efforts of countless departments, a kite line was pulled out from the femoral vein.

Academician Lang started taking pictures.

The kite string in the photo gradually became blurred, and as the picture changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, a book was closed.

Mr. Lin had a kind face. He leaned against the head of the bed and let out a sigh.

Gynecologic oncology.

Time and space are intertwined, and the past and the present are passed down. When he was young, Boss Lang bowed beside Mr. Lin Qiaozhi, picked up the draft of "Gynecological Oncology" with both hands and held it in his arms.

For a moment, Luo Hao was a little dazed.

After Mr. Lin's trembling and weak hands fell into the hands of Lang Jing and Boss Lang.

Meaningful.

Da da da~~~
The picture became blurry and a line of words appeared on the screen.

The people who teach us are always our background.

From the disciple surpassing the master to the disciple being better than the master.

Those who teach us are always the source of strength.

From supporting hands to strong shoulders.

Those who teach us are always shining stars.

From confusion to bravely moving forward.

Those who taught us can never be forgotten, from the rivers that run through the world to the sun and moon that pass through the sky.

——Lang Jinghe, "Always Remember the Teacher"

The picture became clear again.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, birds, and children playing.

The joyful laughter was crisp and harmonious, dispelling the gloomy tone of the entire AFP.

The voice gradually faded away, but it was like an echo in a valley, reverberating in Luo Hao's heart.

The documentary ends abruptly.

Luo Hao stared blankly at the screen that had turned black, with his face blurredly reflected in it.

Raising his hand, Luo Hao rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"Luo Hao, how did I do?" Wang Jiani was a little nervous.

Luo Hao said nothing, his eyes filled with tears.

He realized this, then closed his eyes and remained silent for a while.

The first class on obstetrics and gynecology I attended at Union Hospital was taught by Mr. Lang.

More than a hundred years of history intertwined, for a moment Luo Hao felt a little dazed, a little unreal, but it was too real for him to believe it.

Raising his hand, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Luo Hao smiled.

sunny.

To be honest, the documentary is countless times better than Luo Hao imagined.

I can't help but admire talent. This girl has something.

"Great!" Luo Hao gave his evaluation with a firm tone.

……

……

"Brother Luo, may you bless me."

In the laboratory.

Dong Feifei, dressed in white, bowed deeply in front of Luo Hao's photo.

She clasped her hands together and kept muttering to herself.

Brother Luo Haoluo must not know about this. After all, it is unlucky, as if he is burning incense to a dead person.

But after countless failures, Dong Feifei found that before each experiment, as long as she bowed to Brother Luo's photo, clasped her hands together and muttered a few words, the success rate of the experiment increased significantly.

So she kept this habit and "infected" it to other people.

Conducting experiments is an extremely scientific thing, and Dong Feifei never thought that she would turn science into...superstition.

But facts always teach her a lesson. After countless failures, Dong Feifei silently accepted the reality.

This is also the daily routine in all laboratories.

Some experiments must be completed at a certain time, no matter how much the instructor urges. It is better to be late than to fail the experiment. Although it seems to be just a psychological suggestion, it is true.

Dong Feifei's experiment has reached the most critical step.

Years of hard work are all here at this moment.

After saying this, Dong Feifei dressed neatly, turned around and walked to the container, then skillfully picked up a little white mouse.

"I'm sorry, I need to draw blood from you, please be good. This is a scientific experiment, I won't abuse you." Dong Feifei muttered as she began to draw blood from the mouse.

The mouse's blood vessels were very thin, but blood was drawn with the injection. The dark red syringe was sent to the laboratory.

When the data came out, Dong Feifei was nervous and looked pale.

The moment she saw the data, she jumped up!
Dong Feifei strode out of the laboratory, took off her sterile gloves, and even without taking off her sterile suit, she picked up her cell phone and made a call.

"Senior brother! Senior brother!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Hao's voice came out.

"I have cultivated mice with long-term coronary sequelae and a family genetic tendency! The pancreatic islets cultivated with stem cells are also ready!!"

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)