White armor

Chapter 278 Can it be cured? Don't delay my selling medicine

The cage was opened, and the staff may have been a little careless, and an accident happened before they could completely exit.

The wild female giant panda suddenly slapped the staff member, showing extreme ferocity.

"Ho~~~"

At the critical moment, Luo Hao roared, and the wild female giant panda was stunned, and its furry paws stopped right in front of the staff.

Geng Qiang's face turned ugly.

It is no exaggeration to say that the scene just now was a life-and-death experience.

If someone dies, it will be difficult to explain.

Previously, the bamboo’s “gentleness” made pandas lose their vigilance and think that all giant pandas were the same.

Unexpectedly, Zhuzi’s “girlfriend” taught Ha Dong a lesson as soon as he arrived.

Luo Hao hurried into the panda house to comfort the wild female giant panda.

Fortunately, it was still very close to Luo Hao and communicated with him smoothly. After more than ten minutes, Luo Hao coaxed it to sleep and then came out.

"Luo Hao, why is it so fierce?!"

The wild female giant panda refreshed Geng Qiang's knowledge.

"It's a bit fierce. It's wild. There's nothing we can do about it."

"Why isn't it aggressive towards you?"

"Oh no." Luo Hao laughed without explaining and changed the subject, "Brother Qiang, you must pay attention to production safety."

Luo Hao said this, but Geng Qiang didn't care.

Because the bamboos he saw were always very cute, lying on the ground and allowing people to rub them.

Although bamboo is known as the king of Qinling Mountains in promotional pictures and can kill a jackal with a single slap, Geng Qiang does not have an intuitive understanding of this.

Just now, between life and death, Geng Qiang realized how ferocious the panda is.

The question I asked just now was very stupid. The reason why Zhuzi gave me the idea that it was harmless to humans and animals was because Luo Hao and Chen Yong took good care of it.

The one in front of me is different, it is full of wildness.

Geng Qiang talked to Luo Hao for a few words, then quickly called the curator to explain the precautions.

It is indeed a pity that Grandpa Liu did not come back with us.

After finishing everything, Geng Qiang finally felt relieved, "Xiao Luo, go eat something."

Luo Hao did not refuse. He followed Geng Qiang into the car and drove straight to a small restaurant.

While eating and chatting, Geng Qiang was tactful enough not to ask Luo Hao what he had done in the past few days. Luo Hao guessed that he knew a little bit about it.

People like Geng Qiang are very cautious and will never gossip. He usually doesn't even have time to hide from gossip.

The two just chatted about giant pandas for a while. When Geng Qiang learned that Zhuzi should be able to come back in September or October, his face was full of pride.

"Xiao Luo, you know, the official account has been very popular this week." Geng Qiang said with a smile.

There is a lot of enthusiasm for promoting bamboo on public accounts.

"Oh, the one about cultural tourism promotion?"

"Well, the screenshots of your defense video went viral on the Internet," Geng Qiang said. "The province has high expectations for this matter now."

"If it's just the giant pandas going to Central Street, there's no problem. Don't worry, Brother Geng. Zhuzi is obedient, I'll follow him all the time, and the possibility of anything happening is very small."

"But the question is whether our province can handle the overwhelming traffic. If there is a stampede like the one on the Bund in Shanghai, it will be hard to explain."

Speaking of this, Geng Qiang's expression became serious.

The leader came from Shanghai, and the stampede on the Bund was an indelible shadow in the hearts of everyone there.

"We are making plans and will mobilize police forces across the province to maintain order when the time comes."

"Security checks must also be done properly. The international situation is not so stable right now," Luo Hao reminded.

Geng Qiang nodded cautiously.

Luo Hao said everything he could think of. It seemed that Geng Qiang had made careful preparations and was not surprised.

"And one last thing."

"You said."

"The amazing thing about Bai Yueguang is that even if Bai Yueguang himself came, it wouldn't work."

Luo Hao said something very confusing.

Geng Qiang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Xiao Luo, you underestimate bamboo." Geng Qiang laughed, "Huahua is Bai Yueguang, and I still don't understand what bamboo is. But I have a guess~"

"Oh?"

"Bamboo is very powerful, no one will be disappointed." Geng Qiang looked at Luo Hao with a smile on his face.

Luo Hao sighed.

You still have to do something yourself.

"Okay, we'll see how the situation develops then." Luo Hao said.

"By the way, more and more people have been urging the public account to update recently, and a few pictures are completely unable to meet the needs of the audience."

"Let's play it, as long as no one objects. If the province approves..." Luo Hao said, then paused and frowned, "If the video of the survival test in the wild of Funiushan is to be played, the military must agree, after all, military equipment was used."

"It has been agreed. Those are outdated products that have been put into service. They are not confidential." Geng Qiang said with a smile.

That's good.

Luo Hao was somewhat afraid of being involved in confidential information; he was afraid that he would be locked up and turned into a series of numbers.

Although they are all serving the people, Luo Hao doesn't want to.

"They gathered the pictures and videos together and thought they would last until the opening of the Ice and Snow Festival."

Luo Hao was silent and ate.

"Xiao Luo, please help me take a look and see if there are any mistakes."

Seeing that Luo Hao didn't say anything, Geng Qiang directly threw the task over to him.

"Okay." Luo Hao agreed readily.

After a simple meal, Geng Qiang was very satisfied.

It seems that he has completed the task assigned to him by the province quite well, and Geng Qiang is very satisfied with it.

Luo Hao is still very reliable.

Originally, Geng Qiang was the coordinator, but because of Luo Hao's relationship, he was more deeply involved and mobilized more resources.

Now it seems that all the efforts are worth it. Every penny invested in Luo Hao will be rewarded!
They had a pleasant meal, mainly because Geng Qiang was in a good mood. He sent Luo Hao home, and Luo Hao waved goodbye to Geng Qiang after getting off the car.

Luo Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This mission was exhausting both physically and mentally. The physical exhaustion was secondary. Luo Hao came back riding a bamboo pole mainly because he was mentally exhausted.

Luo Hao didn't even dare to ask what was going on behind the scenes. In the end, he just said hello to Boss Xia and left, for fear of being left behind.

Wouldn't it be nice to forget everything about Qinling and just do some surgery every day? Luo Hao thought about it and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Yong is not here. I guess he has gone to live with Lao Liu.

Luo Hao is not very optimistic about the relationship between Chen Yong and Liu Yiyi. He doesn't believe in the prodigal son's return.

He believes that it is difficult to change one's nature.

Is a man who raises a giant panda and can bring back a wild female giant panda within three days of entering the Qinling Mountains trustworthy?

joke.

However, Chen Yong's appearance is really good, Luo Hao admitted.

Luo Hao started to wash up and watched the surgical video with great care.

It’s good to be able to perform surgery. It’s a contribution to the country no matter where you are.

[As the saying goes, a man is a boy until he dies~~~]

The phone rings.

"Woo woo woo~" Luo Hao answered the phone with a humming sound.

"Brother, the test results are out! The mice's type 2 diabetes has been cured!" Dong Feifei's voice came out.

"Woooooo~"

"What did you say? Are you crying because of joy?" Dong Feifei was delighted.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah~tui!" Luo Hao rinsed his mouth and picked up his cell phone.

"Send me the data email."

"Okay, Brother!"

"Feifei, are you stable?"

"Steady! Brother, you may not know that our experiments have been going well recently! Now, the junior students from other colleges and universities are also buying Einstein's brain before doing experiments."

"..."

Luo Hao almost forgot that the girl was selling Einstein's brain.

It should be the result of [blessing]. Luo Hao did not expect the experiment to go so smoothly.

"There are 22 mice in total, and now there are 6 blood sugars..."

Dong Feifei gossiped a little and then began to briefly report the results of the experiment to Luo Hao.

Portal vein puncture, using autologous stem cells to cultivate pancreatic islets and implant them in the liver, has a pretty good effect in treating diabetes. Luo Hao was very satisfied after listening to Dong Feifei's report.

In his plan, Luo Hao plans to see the situation and, if possible, use this technology to apply for the Young Outstanding Scientist Award.

I didn’t expect the results to come out so quickly.

Although it is only in the animal experiment stage, it will definitely be fine if used to apply for the Young Elite Scientist Award!

Luo Hao knew what was going on.

The Oilfield Hospital's large-scale, long-term tracking of the normal population to screen for diabetic patients is unique in the world.

Before this, the world's research on diabetes was limited to small sample sizes.

Principal Wang sensed the opportunity early on and handed the project over to Chaoyang Hospital's endocrinologist and Luo Hao.

But perhaps even Principal Wang did not expect that the academic community's cognition had just changed, recognizing this model and believing that it was advanced. Luo Hao then created mice with the corresponding diabetic gene gene family and used stem cells to culture pancreatic islets for the treatment of diabetes.

The blossoming and fruiting comes so quickly.

Luck value is 132+5+10 (auspicious). Luo Hao feels that it should be the good luck brought by bamboo. His recent luck seems to have improved qualitatively compared to before.

Luo Hao thought to himself that he was really lucky.

After chatting with Dong Feifei for a while and hanging up the phone, Luo Hao did not rush to bed. Instead, he opened his notebook and began to study the email sent by Dong Feifei.

The data is detailed.

Although it is only animal test data and it will take several years or even decades to enter the clinic, it does not affect Luo Hao's publication of papers or even obtaining the Young Elite Scientist Award.

After looking at the data, Luo Hao sent emails to Principal Wang and Director Ning of Chaoyang Hospital respectively, and then Luo Hao began to make an outline and draft the paper.

This paper cannot be given to others because it is the paper that Luo Hao is applying for the Young Elite Scientist Award and he must be the first author.

Luo Hao was not in a hurry. Although he knew all the procedures clearly and could write quickly, he still took his time to do a good job.

A few days later, the paper was sent to the main journal of Cell. …

"Please take a look at this paper, Mr. Martin."

Luo Hao's paper was printed out and delivered to an elderly man by an expert.

He put on his glasses and, like an English aristocrat from a hundred years ago, he began to read slowly but sincerely.

The old man's age is unknown, but he looks to be at least eighty years old, and time has left epic marks on his face and hands.

Although he is old, he does not have diseases such as Alzheimer's disease. He reads very quickly and every wrinkle on his face remains unchanged after he finishes reading.

"What did the expert group say?" the old man asked indifferently.

"The experiment is very detailed, and there is a very high possibility that it will enter clinical trials within five years." The expert in white clothes said seriously.

"Tell me something."

"This project originated in the 1980s, when the health checkup data of industrial workers from China's largest oil field was kept. At that time, all industrial workers of every age group underwent health checkups, and the data was very detailed."

“Keep it simple.” The old man seemed a little unwell. He took off his glasses and pressed his hands on his temples.

"Yes, Mr. Martin." The expert was silent for a moment, then briefly introduced, "Over the years, we have been marginalizing the scientific research results of this project to avoid affecting the company's drug sales."

“But in the past decade, more and more data has been produced from this project, especially with powerful people pushing it, and marginalization has become increasingly difficult.”

"Keep it simple!" Veins bulged on the back of the old man's hand.

"This project has actually been successful, at least in animal experiments. Next, in less than 10 years at the earliest, drugs that can cure diabetes will be available on the market."

"Less than 10 years?"

"Maybe it will be faster." The expert in a white coat lowered his head, but his tone was extremely serious and earnest. "I have a feeling that recently, their research has begun to accelerate. Maybe it will take 2-3 years."

"I understand. Go ahead." The old man said calmly.

After the expert left, the old man pressed a rather old-fashioned bell instead of using his cell phone to call someone.

Soon a man in a black suit walked in.

"Sir." The man in the suit crossed his hands in front of him.

“Go check on the author of this paper, and follow the old rules,” the old man said, stretching out his right hand and making the sign of a cross on his chest.

The man in the suit was silent, picked up the paper, bowed, and turned to leave.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the ancient mechanical sound of the pocket watch in front of the old man.

As the clock ticks, the passage of time seems to be visualized.

“Treating diabetes? Semaglutide has just been launched on the market and it’s said to cure diabetes?” the old man murmured.

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

"Go to God, young man, and confess your sins before God. Amen~"

……

……

Luo Hao had no idea what was happening on the other side of the earth.

Chen Jiao was discharged from the hospital again.

The implanted particles work as expected, or even better.

Now in Chen Jiao's body, the appearance and disappearance of tumors have reached a delicate balance.

Although the condition has not been cured, it will not deteriorate sharply in a short period of time.

Clinically, for cancer patients, there is a condition called "living with tumor".

Luo Hao treated Chen Jiao's tumor very carefully. He was even afraid that he would be too radical and destroy this delicate balance.

It was obvious that Chen Jiao's current state surprised Luo Hao a little, but he still attributed the credit to the luck value of 132+5+10 (auspicious).

Chen Jiao was discharged from the hospital and came to the office to express her gratitude to Luo Hao before leaving.

They were all very familiar with each other, so Chen Jiao didn't say much. She knew very well that as long as she was healthy, Professor Luo would be very happy.

After Chen Jiao left, Chen Yong frowned and asked, "Luo Hao, I think Chen Jiao's illness healed a little too fast."

"Good? You call this good?" Luo Hao asked back.

"Brother, have you forgotten what Chen Jiao was like when she was first admitted to the hospital? Normally, Chen Jiao's seventh day of death has already passed by now."

On the seventh day, Luo Hao thought about it and did not think Chen Yong's words were harsh, but smiled.

It's really good to be able to live well, Luo Hao is satisfied.

"Indeed, I should be satisfied now, but I still have to be careful not to have an explosive growth of the tumor..."

"What are you talking about!" Chen Yong hurriedly stopped him, "Hurry up and pei!"

"Pooh, pooh, pooh~" Luo Hao readily followed the advice.

You really can't say unlucky words in the hospital. Even if you are telling the truth, you have to say something that others or you are willing to hear.

It's a bit idealistic, but as long as it benefits the patient, the doctor is willing to do so.

"Senior Brother Luo, it shouldn't be that serious." Zhuang Yan was puzzled.

"As for that." Luo Hao didn't wait for Chen Yong to speak, and directly affirmed Chen Yong's actions, "I was not careful."

"You are too superstitious. We are engaged in natural sciences!"

"Zhuang Yan, when you were doing experiments on mice for your graduate thesis, what did you do at the beginning of each day?" Luo Hao asked.

"Wash your hands. I find I have the best luck when I wash my hands seven times."

"Well, this isn't superstition?" Luo Hao asked back.

Zhuang Yan chuckled, suddenly came to her senses, stopped talking nonsense, and turned back to writing the medical record.

The dean's daughter has no other problems except that she is a bit naive. She never talks back when scolded and has a very good temper.

Especially the way he called me "Senior Brother Luo" all the time, which was so sweet.

Luo Hao was quite satisfied with Zhuang Yan.

However, Luo Hao didn’t want to take Zhuang Yan to the interventional surgery. After all, she was still an unmarried woman of childbearing age. What if she gave birth to a deformed baby?

Besides, the lead clothes are too heavy for Zhuang Yan’s small body to wear.

After all, they were not members of the medical team recognized by his system, so Luo Hao brought Zhuang Yan with him more to make things more convenient for Dean Zhuang, even though Luo Hao did not really need her.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yuan Xiaoli, a member of the medical team approved by the system, came over.

"Professor Luo, are you busy?" Yuan Xiaoli asked directly without any greetings.

"I'm not busy, Director Yuan." Luo Hao stood up and spoke politely to the staff in his medical team.

"My senior brother, Senior Brother Fan, you are familiar with him."

"Yeah, it's cooked. What's wrong?" Luo Hao asked.

"There is an academic conference in the United States and we would like to invite you to attend."

"Academic conference?" Luo Hao thought for a moment and shook his head, "Sorry, I don't have time now."

Yuan Xiaoli was stunned and looked at Luo Hao as if he had seen a ghost.

"Professor Luo, this is the World Interventional Medicine Conference. My senior brother said he wants to invite you to perform a demonstration surgery."

As he spoke, Yuan Xiaoli did not hide his envy and even expressed a little bit of jealousy.

Performing a demonstration surgery in front of renowned interventional doctors from all over the world is simply a great event to show off one's prowess in public!

After Yuan Xiaoli finished speaking, he looked at Luo Hao seriously, wanting to see a change in Luo Hao's attitude.

Perhaps, Professor Luo thought it was just an academic conference for business trips or travel, so he refused.

However, Yuan Xiaoli was disappointed. Luo Hao's expression did not change at all. He said calmly, "Please tell Director Yuan and Lao Fan that I am not going."

"???"

Yuan Xiaoli was stunned.

You just reject the great opportunity to show off in public?
What is Professor Luo Haoluo thinking about?

"Professor Luo, blame me." Yuan Xiaoli slapped his head, "Can I have a word with you?"

"It's okay, Director Yuan. These are all matters related to the academic circle. Let's talk about them here." Luo Hao refused again.

Yuan Xiaoli is a typical science and engineering guy. He didn't think much about it and continued, "The meeting was held at Johns Hopkins Hospital, and the demonstration surgery was also performed here. There was only one other interventional expert from Canada performing the surgery at the same time. My senior brother didn't even have a chance."

"hehe."

Yuan Xiaoli still didn't understand. He thought that the chips were not enough, so he continued to explain it all at once.

"It's like this. This conference is sponsored by the Doctors Without Borders Foundation of the United States. If you participate, the foundation will provide scientific research funding."

Hey!
Luo Hao cursed in his heart.

"Professor Luo, we are here to cure diseases and save lives, but we cannot do this without money. We can't always go to Director Feng for help. I asked my senior brother about the money, and he said it was at least $100 million."

Gan!
Yuan Xiaoli looked at Luo Hao with interest, waiting for Luo Hao to change his mind and nod in agreement.

But what greeted him was still disappointment.

Luo Hao shook his head. "Director Yuan, I'm very happy to be recognized by you and your senior brother, Teacher Fan, but I really don't have time."

This time Luo Hao didn't even mention Old Fan, but directly called him Teacher Fan. Even if Yuan Xiaoli was a straight man, he could tell that Luo Hao was a little unhappy.

"..."

Yuan Xiaoli's eyes fell to the ground.

"Luo... Luo... Luo..."

"Director Yuan, Luo Hao said he won't go, so stop talking so much." Chen Yong vaguely knew what Luo Hao was thinking. He was afraid of getting associated with spies.

The American Doctors Without Borders Foundation and the like sound very impressive, but in fact, they are most likely supported by those few consortiums, similar to the Wildlife Conservation Fund.

This money is hot in your hands.

This is not 20 years ago.

"Xiao Chen, what do you mean?" Yuan Xiaoli was a little unhappy.

"Old Yuan, didn't I say that Luo Hao doesn't want to go?" Chen Yong chuckled, "As for the demonstration surgery, my skills are still low, so I won't go and make a fool of myself. Whether it's money or not, our medical team is not short of it. What do you think, Old Meng?"

"Oh, I have enough money to spend, so I won't bother." Meng Liangren was a clear-minded person. Luo Hao's meaning might be a little vague, but Chen Yong's meaning was clear as day.

Moreover, what Chen Yong said was a bit excessive and blunt, but Professor Luo Haoluo did not stop him. Wasn't it obvious what he should say?

Yuan Xiaoli was speechless.

"What's so good about America? My classmate said it smells like leaves. There are homeless people and Mexicans all over the streets." Zhuang Yan didn't understand and told the truth, "One day my classmate met two Mexicans on the street and they asked her for a dollar."

"Didn't they say that you have to carry money when you go out with Amei?" Chen Yong asked.

"Yes, she did." Zhuang Yan explained, "She gave the five US dollars she had on her to the Mexican, and then a van came and the Mexican counted five children and put them down."

"grass!"

Chen Yong was shocked.

"What happened next?" Luo Hao also became interested.

"I don't know. My classmate didn't catch up with Lao Mo, and he was afraid of being at a disadvantage, so he bought donuts for a few kids."

"Speaking of Donut, what happened to him after he was stabbed?" Luo Hao asked.

Yuan Xiaoli was stunned. How did they get to the donut? Didn't they seem to be talking about the World Interventional Conference asking Luo Hao to perform a demonstration surgery?

(End of this chapter)