White armor

Chapter 302 boss
Before Yang Jinsi could react, Luo Hao had already done the peritoneal protection.

Although the environment was shabby, Luo Hao's movements were precise and textbook-like.

Yang Jinsi didn't understand what was written in the textbook, but when he watched Professor Luo Haoluo's movements, he felt they were very graceful.

It's not the effeminate so-called fancy beauty.

Simple, clean, neat and full of masculinity.

Every move Luo Hao made was neat and quick. The afternoon sun shone on the scalpel, casting a sharp light.

"Pao Ding butchering an ox", these four words were the only ones in Yang Jinsi's mind.

But as soon as these four words appeared, Yang Jinsi saw a fat and big appendix "pop" out.

He knows the appendix.

Without medical insurance, you can't afford medical treatment in the United States. There are various explanations for this, and it's very complicated.

Although Yang Jinsi now has a full set of medical insurance, people working illegally in the restaurant kitchen always get sick, and he has also witnessed the whole process of "appendectomy on the kang".

The swollen appendix was clearly filled with inflammation, as if it was about to burst at any second.

The appendix was covered with yellow-green pus and had a faint foul smell.

He had seen many surgical procedures, but had never seen one go so smoothly.

"This one, the letter came at a good time~"

Luo Hao hummed "Dingjun Mountain" softly.

While the music was playing, the appendix was removed.

The forceps holding the appendix were thrown into the sterile basin with a crisp "clang" sound.

"Warm salt..." Luo Hao just asked for something, then he was startled, "When will the antibiotics come?"

"Doctor, are you done?" the patient asked.

"Yeah, it's done."

The patient subconsciously tried to sit up, but Luo Hao hit him on the forehead with his shoulder, causing him to lie down again.

"It doesn't hurt, but you can't move. The operation isn't over yet." Luo Hao said sternly.

"Oh oh." The patient responded quickly.

"You didn't feel any pain because I did a good job with the surgery. But if you stand up, your intestines will be all over the floor in the next second, so be quiet."

"!!!"

Yang Jinsi was stunned and said that he performed the surgery well. This narrative style does not sound like a humble Chinese, but like an American.

But what Professor Luo Haoluo said was true, and his surgery was indeed superb.

Even though he is not a doctor, Yang Jinsi can tell that Luo Hao's surgery is very good based on his simple aesthetic sense.

"Old Yang, please hurry up and get the antibiotics. Do we have to wait for the black guy to buy them for free?" Luo Hao asked.

His knowledge of this aspect is limited to what he occasionally sees in short videos.

"Well, that's going to take a moment. Sorry, I...I...didn't think of that..." Yang Jinsi said stutteringly.

Luo Hao took a piece of sterile gauze to cover the incision. He also knew that Yang Jinsi didn't expect that the operation would be completed so quickly.

"I didn't expect the operation to go so smoothly. Let's wait." Luo Hao smiled and started chatting with the patient.

He has no clear attitude towards things like routing. Everyone has their own aspirations, so it doesn't matter.

If you want to perform the surgery on yourself, do it well.

After all, I am a doctor.

"Old Black can buy it for free, why don't we go?"

Luo Hao asked.

"I looked at the children and didn't let them go. A good family should behave like a good family. There is no point in being as aggressive and aggressive as Lao Hei."

Yang Jinsi spoke very formally, and Luo Hao guessed that the actual situation would be more complicated.

But the efficiency of zero-dollar purchases in Baltimore is too low, which is outrageous. The operation is going on here. Can Lao Hei be more professional? There is no reason to let patients wait for medicines.

If it were China, these black people would be sued to death by the patients and their families.

It's just buying some medicine for free. It's not like they are going to steal F22. Why is it so difficult?

A few minutes later, a young man came running back.

"Uncle, this is the medicine! Has the operation started?"

"Everything is done. We're just waiting for the medicine." Yang Jinsi was happy and brought the medicine to Luo Hao.

"Stay away from the operating area." Luo Hao felt a splitting headache over their lack of sterile awareness.

This was my first time performing an appendectomy and I had no experience. Although the process went smoothly, that was based on my own surgical skills.

The harsh conditions and shortage of various supplies are something that people like Luo Hao, who grew up in the large external operating room of a tertiary hospital, cannot experience.

Luo Hao found an antibiotic, tried his best to ensure it was sterile, and sprinkled it on the incision.

Suture, the operation is completed.

The operation itself was not difficult and the patient's condition was relatively simple, just simple appendicitis.

Luo Hao felt refreshed after finishing.

"Find me some water so I can wash the instruments." Luo Hao maintained the excellent suturing style of the emergency department and prepared to clean.

If you don't wash the things after suturing in the emergency department, the nurse will scold you.

"Professor Luo, why don't you do it for me too?" said a young man.

“???” Luo Hao glanced at him, and the AI-assisted diagnosis did not work.

He was not sick, not with acute appendicitis, not even with chronic appendicitis.

"Why do you need surgery if you are not sick?" Luo Hao said.

"I was going to get sick sooner or later, and it just happened to be when you came. I was thinking of taking this opportunity to remove my appendix, otherwise it would be troublesome.

The hospitals here are extremely expensive, and my medical insurance is probably…"

The young people began to complain.

It can be seen that he has medical insurance, but it is different from Yang Jinsi's most comprehensive medical insurance, which the insurance company will reimburse no matter how much it costs.

Luo Hao is just a passer-by, he doesn't have any ideas and doesn't want to know too much.

The various reimbursements for domestic medical insurance are already a headache enough, and if you confuse the medical insurance in China and the United States, it will cause big problems.

"Professor Luo just got off the plane and hasn't adjusted to the jet lag yet. Don't make trouble." Yang Jinsi scolded.

Luo Hao heard something during Yang Jinsi's scolding.

"Old Yang, do you recommend doing it? I'm not tired, but the conditions here are limited, and I'm afraid something might go wrong. For example, post-operative infection, are you okay with that? And I don't have a medical license in the United States."

"It would be best if we could save some money... Professor Luo..." Yang Jinsi said the next words with expression.

Luo Hao smiled and said, "You don't care. As long as we have the equipment, the operation will be quick."

"Hey, you go get the bag!" Yang Jinsi was not polite and immediately started to arrange people based on Luo Hao's words.

They were really rude to offer an appendectomy “for free.”

Luo Hao smiled and recalled many jokes about the 120 ambulance.

How about being carried into an ambulance due to low blood sugar and getting off immediately after waking up; how about the last words before falling into a coma were not to call an ambulance.

It seems that Dongda and Xida each have their own troubles.

Luo Hao didn't care. Experiencing appendicitis on the kang was meaningless in itself, but it would give him a little more topic to talk about with Boss Chai when he got home.

It's always good to make the elderly happier.

There are many things that I have not experienced personally, and they just don’t make sense when I talk to my boss about them. The bosses are all smarter than each other and it’s impossible to fool them.

Soon, several people cleaned up the place and the healthy young man lay down.

"I read in a magazine before that children of a certain ethnic group had to have their appendix and scrotum removed when they were born. Now it seems that their medical insurance may be too expensive." Luo Hao thought it was a bit ridiculous.

"That's right!" the young man complained. "People who come here through the line don't dare to see a doctor. Just talking to a doctor costs several thousand dollars, which is ridiculously expensive. Although insurance can reimburse it, it's also a lot of money to pay to the insurance company.

There are so many actuaries in insurance companies, how could they let ordinary people take advantage of them? "

Ordinary people, Luo Hao smiled.

This person spoke with a strong Jianfu accent and must have come here when he was a teenager.

Luo Hao started the operation while chatting with them.

"Professor Luo, thank you for your hard work." Yang Jinsi felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay. I'm free anyway, so I'll do a few surgeries to refresh myself." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Have you ever thought about going back?"

Yang Jinsi was stunned, pondered for 3 seconds, and sighed deeply.

"I can't go back." His tone was a little depressed.

"how?"

"I have property here, should I sell it all and take it back home? I am no longer the me who came to Baltimore with Mazu's permission thirty years ago. I am old." Yang Jinsi sighed.

"Before I came here, the country was full of thieves. Not only would they steal your wallet, they would steal the whole jar of pickled cabbage, even the stones pressing on it."

"Huh? You also know about sauerkraut? It seems to be from Northeast China." Luo Hao made a standard incision at the McBride's point on the young man's lower right abdomen.

“I went to the Northeast to sell glasses.”

"I heard from my uncle that those who sold glasses in our area made a fortune."

"Let's not talk about that. At that time, the lives of wild animals in China were hanging by a thread. If a sparrow landed on a tree, someone would fry it and eat it with wine. When I went abroad, the streets were full of pigeons, and people would not lock their doors at night and would not pick up anything on the road."

"When I first arrived, I saw this and thought, this is paradise on earth."

"I went back to China a while ago and saw the opposite. When I was taking a walk in a neighborhood in China, I saw partridges walking with me on the road, and hedgehogs and squirrels appeared from time to time. The sparrows, magpies and cuckoos in the trees were not afraid of people at all. You could tell at a glance that someone was feeding them."

"Don't worry if your bag falls into the basket of a shared bike, no one will take it." Yang Jinsi sighed deeply, "Professor Luo, why am I so unlucky? Wherever I go, things get worse."

Luo Hao laughed but didn't answer this question.

This is a long story and it is very likely to offend Yang Jinsi.

"It's difficult in China too." Luo Hao had already opened the peritoneum, and the appendix did not jump out because the abdominal pressure was not high enough. The appendix looked white with a hint of red, which was quite nice.

"I followed an account on Bilibili, which deals with agriculture. It said that a county in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces wanted to get rid of poverty and become rich, so they started raising snails. The snails raised in this county account for more than 70% of the world's production. That's it, and the per capita income of this county is just so-so."

"We have too many people. There is no other way. Occupying a niche industry can only support an entire county."

"Take your time, this side is actually pretty good too."

Baltimore is indeed a nice place, but there is one exception - Luo Hao's impression is that there are shockingly few elderly white men here.

After the cuckoo occupied the magpie's nest, it was occupied again. The people here are like rice, changing one after another.

"I came here to the wrong place that year. I should have gone to Iceland." Yang Jinsi complained.

As he spoke, Luo Hao had already completed the appendectomy on the young man.

With a "clang", the forceps holding the appendix were thrown into the metal basin.

After finishing one, there is another one. After finishing the next one, there is another one.

Yang Jinsi was about to get angry, but Luo Hao persuaded him to stop. The appendix is ​​prone to inflammation, and it is acute. Not to mention ordinary people, a Hong Kong movie star had an appendectomy in the United States and almost died.

There is no harm in doing it early, as it is better to be prepared.

After several operations, Yang Jinsi was dumbfounded.

"Professor Luo, do you often do this in China? I think your technique is so perfect."

"In China? I heard from my boss that this was often done in the 1980s, but it's not allowed now." Luo Hao thought about it, "Some surgeries are more prone to infection. There is a technology called VSD technology, which simply means using negative pressure to heal the incision."

Yang Jinsi listened quietly.

"Some time ago, there was a doctor whose patient had a liver hydatid surgery and had problems with the incision. He bought some stuff online at his own expense, did his own research, and performed VSD on the patient."

"Later, the incision healed well and the patient was discharged from the hospital soon."

"Isn't this good?" Yang Jinsi was stunned.

"But this matter caused a stir on the Internet and on professional websites. Everyone discussed it for a long time, and the final conclusion was that this should not be done."

"Why?" Yang Jinsi was surprised.

"There will be trouble. After all, these are things that you bought online, so it will be difficult to pass the sterility test. Moreover, this involves the question of why the doctor would spend his own money to buy the equipment online unless there was something wrong with the operation." Luo Hao shrugged, spread his hands, and continued the operation.

"Socialist giant baby!" Yang Jinsi scolded in a deep voice.

Tsk tsk, Luo Hao was unfamiliar with this word and repeated it several times in his mind.

The medical environment in township hospitals is indeed not good, at least not good enough in Luo Hao's opinion.

But no matter how serious the condition is, an appendectomy will not cause the patient to die. The most basic sterile environment can still be guaranteed.

The last time Luo Hao heard about it, the doctor treated Kangtou's appendectomy was more than ten years ago. After the introduction of the New Rural Cooperative Medical Scheme, no one did this anymore.

"next."

"Uh~ that's all, Professor Luo."

Luo Hao glanced at the people at the back who had not undergone surgery. Perhaps they had already done it, or perhaps the store still had to run and not everyone could lie down.

"Okay then." Luo Hao felt a little regretful.

I never had enough.

This is a rare "appendicitis on the bedside", which is legendary. I probably won't have any chance to recover after returning to China.

"Professor Luo, what would you like to eat?" Yang Jinsi asked. "I'll cook for you to fill your stomach. You must be hungry after doing so many appendicitis cases."

"Whatever." Luo Hao smiled.

"I'm also good at cooking Northeastern cuisine, sauerkraut and blood sausage?" Yang Jinsi asked.

"!!!"

Luo Hao never thought that he could eat sauerkraut and blood sausage in Baltimore.

"I'm planning to add sauerkraut to Japanese cuisine in the future, because I found that Mexicans like to eat it." Yang Jinsi said seriously.

Japanese cuisine, sauerkraut.

The scene was so beautiful that Luo Hao couldn't look directly at it.

However, looking at Yang Jinsi's expression, Luo Hao felt that it was really possible. It was very likely that sauerkraut would be added to Japanese cuisine in Baltimore in the future.

"Okay, let's have some sauerkraut and blood sausage."

"San'er, go get the Wuchang rice." Yang Jinsi began to make arrangements.

Luo Hao wanted to clean up as usual, but was pulled out by several women who were cleaning up the mess after the operation.

While chatting and laughing with Yang Jinsi, Luo Hao heard a lot of gossip about this matter.

These things were somewhat different from what Luo Hao had imagined. Seeing Luo Hao's interest,
More than an hour later, Luo Hao ate the "authentic" sauerkraut stewed with blood sausage.

There is still a difference from what I cook at home. After all, as Yang Jinsi is from Jianfu, the Northeastern cuisine he cooks can never be authentic.

But it's edible and quite delicious.

Yang Jinsi accompanied Luo Hao to eat Wuchang rice, sauerkraut stewed with blood sausage, and a few side dishes.

Not everything in foreign countries is inedible. Luo Hao secretly complained that Chen Yong was really useless.

That guy just didn't find a proper place.

Look at myself. My mouth was drooling with food on my first day in the United States.

Seeing that Luo Hao liked it, Yang Jinsi was also happy and opened a bottle of Maozi.

It’s a bit of a pity that Luo Hao doesn’t drink.

The cell phone rang, Luo Hao took a look and saw that it was Han Guangyun calling.

Luo Hao hung up the phone directly and ignored him. Han Guangyun was plotting against him, especially threatening him with the giant pandas in Memphis, which made Luo Hao particularly unhappy.

In this regard, although Luo Hao said that they were just idiots, not bad people, it was impossible for him not to feel annoyed.

Even Luo Hao thought deep down that they were both weak and bad, just like the virus mutation back then.

As for this time, everyone is here and will go back after attending the society. If they make things difficult for me, the worst that can happen is I can go to the embassy.

Washington is close anyway, so it doesn’t matter.

Luo Hao doesn't even care whether he attends the annual meeting or not.

Luo Hao and Yang Jinsi were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After dinner, Yang Jinsi sent Luo Hao back to the hotel. The two agreed that Yang Jinsi would take Luo Hao to have breakfast early the next morning and take a walk around the neighborhood so that Luo Hao could learn more about the local customs and culture.

After saying goodbye to Yang Jinsi, Luo Hao took a look at the system panel.

It is a pity that the appendicitis at the head of the kang did not trigger the system task.

After entering the hotel, Luo Hao saw Han Guangyun with an anxious look on his face.

He was very impatient, pacing back and forth like an ant on hot pan.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Han Guangyun saw Luo Hao, burst into anger, and strode over to question.

Han Guangyun's tone was stiff and he seemed really angry, but Luo Hao was very happy about it.

"Why should I answer the phone?" Luo Hao smiled and looked at Han Guangyun, not angry at all.

"you!"

"Director Han, that's enough. I'll just attend the meeting." Luo Hao smiled. "If nothing else, I'll go back and rest. I still have jet lag, so it'll be a little troublesome to travel."

"Professor Luo, the boss wants to see you." Han Guangyun's attitude changed instantly and he forced a smile, which was uglier than crying.

"Not interested." Luo Hao strode forward, raised his hand and waved as a farewell.

"Professor Luo!" Han Guangyun hurriedly chased after him, "Professor Luo, the boss wants to talk to you about future cooperation."

"Cooperation? I said I'm not interested." Luo Hao yawned.

Han Guangyun looked at Luo Hao in a daze.

This person is different from everyone Han Guangyun had met before.

Professor Luo Haoluo was truly refusing, rather than playing hard to get or trying to bargain.

"Professor Luo, please listen to me."

"What? The giant pandas in Memphis? I remember there are giant pandas in Washington too. Are you going to use them to threaten me too?" Luo Hao asked back.

"No way, Professor Luo, you're overthinking it. I came up with the idea because I saw how miserable the giant pandas in Memphis were living." Han Guangyun explained quickly.

At that time, Han Guangyun was indeed just hinting, and Luo Hao didn't know whether he was overthinking it.

But no matter what, Luo Hao didn't want to have more contact or communication with Han Guangyun.

"That's it, Director Han." Luo Hao smiled. "I'll try my best to cooperate with you in attending the academic conference. What about future cooperation? It depends on the opportunity. When the opportunity comes, we will continue to cooperate."

"If you have nothing else to say, I'll go upstairs and rest."

"Professor Luo, please." Han Guangyun was no longer angry. He put aside all his face and followed Luo Hao, begging desperately.

Luo Hao didn't say anything. He was too lazy to say a word to Han Guangyun.

When they arrived at the 16th floor and the elevator door opened, Luo Hao keenly sensed something was wrong.

The entire floor was quiet, with only the hotel's unique smoky aroma wafting through the air.

There was a sense of solemnity in the aroma, and there were even slight changes in the air pressure.

What's going on? Luo Hao was stunned for a moment.

Han Guangyun didn't know what was going on and chased after Luo Hao begging him.

Turning the corner, Luo Hao saw four men in suits standing at the door of his room. Two people also appeared behind him, blocking Luo Hao's retreat.

"???"

Luo Hao suddenly felt uneasy, but he still ran straight to the room.

Han Guangyun was also stunned. He had no idea that the boss had come here.

Standing at the door of the room, two men in suits stretched out their arms to stop Luo Hao.

There was a wheelchair in the room, and sitting in it was an old man with white hair.

The old man was eating steak and having a glass of red wine.

It's like this is his home, leisurely and comfortable.

Hearing a sound at the door, the old man looked up.

Their eyes met, and Luo Hao narrowed his eyes.

"It's Professor Luo, right?"

Mandarin, the old man communicated with Luo Hao in Mandarin.

His Mandarin is not very standard, but it is enough for communication.

"Come in." The old man said lightly.

The man in the suit lowered his arms.

Luo Hao hesitated slightly, then showed his signature smile and walked in.

"Old man, this is my room."

"I have met many yellow people. When the Japanese and Koreans look at me, they have an obvious fear. Generally they won't look me in the eye and will look away." The old man picked up his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, elegantly and calmly.

"Chinese people are different." The old man smiled, the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, looking a little kind.

"Oh, by the way, I used to be a soldier and worked for a long time at bases in Japan and South Korea." The old man explained, "The Chinese looked at me with curiosity, and I could even feel that they were eager to try."

Luo Hao smiled and sat opposite the old man.

"What's your name?" Luo Hao asked.

"I even forgot my name." The old man looked at Luo Hao and waved his hand. Everyone else left, leaving only a man in a black suit.

Han Guangyun didn't even have the right to speak and left in shame.

"I own some BlackRock shares and I have a say in a lot of things."

(End of this chapter)