White armor

Chapter 312 Going Home
"Get ready for the announcement." Boss Teng stood up and bowed slightly toward the stage.

Yuntai remained silent, showing no joy or modesty, but accepted the bow and returned the greeting.

This bow is not for myself, but for Luo Hao and for the thousands of doctors who work hard and steadily in the clinic.

The PTZ is clear.

Everyone had a serious expression on their face. There was no trace of the joy that they had felt when their project passed the defense and was being publicly announced. Instead, they felt increasingly depressed.

No matter how serious a matter is, it must come to an end. Everyone shook hands with Yuntai one by one and left.

Yuntai finally left, feeling relieved.

After leaving the meeting room, Yuntai looked up at the sky.

The sky was a little cloudy, just like his mood.

Wearing formal clothes in the hot summer, Yuntai was sweating all over.

After taking off his coat and finding a place to sit, Yuntai muttered, "Dr. Xiao Luo, you have passed the last project. You can close your eyes now."

Sitting down, Yuntai felt that what he said was a little inappropriate, and muttered softly, "Don't tell me in your dreams. If you have something to say, go find your assistant and ask him to convey it to me."

"Although I miss you a lot, dreaming is too evil. You know I'm timid. You're the same, how come you're gone at such a young age?"

While muttering, Yuntai took out his cell phone.

I was participating in the debate, and my phone was muted. When I turned on my phone, I was stunned to see a series of missed calls.

Foreign number? Which fraud gang called me? Why are they so persistent?

Yuntai glanced at it and felt disdainful.

But after a series of unfamiliar foreign calls, he saw a familiar number: it was from Chen Yong.

Chen Yong, how pitiful, Yuntai thought to himself.

Originally, following Luo Hao, his life would be secure. Even if he did nothing else, Chen Yong could at least become an associate professor at Peking Union Medical College.

This is just the bottom line. There is no upper limit.

The specific upper limit depends on Luo Hao's ability.

But Luo Hao died at such a young age, alas.

Yuntai felt a little sad and touched the Zhongshan suit he had taken off. Then he called Chen Yong.

"Xiao Chen, you have defended your thesis and are waiting for the results to be announced. This will be an explanation to Luo Hao." Yuntai said.

"Ah? Luo Hao said he would defend his thesis today. I don't know how it was arranged." Chen Yong said with a smile, "I passed. That's one less thing to worry about."

"What did you say?" Yuntai was startled, "What happened to Luo Hao?"

He suddenly remembered the series of unfamiliar calls from abroad and did not misunderstand the ambiguity in Chen Yong's unclear words.

"Luo Hao is fine. He is in Cuba. He is probably on his way to the Chinese Embassy in Havana. He just asked me how to arrange his defense today."

“……” Yuntai was stunned.

"He disappeared, I don't have the energy to care about this, Teacher Yun is still reliable." Chen Yong said with a smile, "It's good that he passed. I'll leave him a message to let him rest assured. By the way, Luo Hao's name has not been kicked out of Qingba's project."

"No, as Dr. Xiao Luo... is he still alive? Really still alive!" Yuntai stared at the Zhongshan suit in a daze.

Who are you wearing this for?

Luo Hao, this bastard!!

"He's not dead? Why has he been pretending to be dead for so long?!" Yuntai asked.

He was quick-witted and had always been reluctant to believe the news of Luo Hao's death, so he accepted Chen Yong's statement at the first opportunity.

My eyes were a little wet when I spoke.

"Oh, how would I know? Let's wait until he comes back. It is said that Luo Hao is slightly dehydrated and has some minor injuries like sunburn, but he is fine. I heard Luo Hao bragging that our Union Hospital is very good at treating critical illnesses, and as long as someone is breathing, they can basically be saved."

"How can you talk like that? Are you bragging? I'm telling the truth!" Yuntai retorted, "Is that foreign phone number from Luo Hao?"

"It belongs to someone else. Luo Hao is so lucky that he can run into acquaintances in Cuba." Chen Yong complained in his heart.

"Are you still at the Foping base?"

"Well, Luo Hao is coming back, I'm going to the imperial capital."

……

Luo Hao was woken up by a phone call.

Luo Hao was somewhat surprised to learn that Qingba had passed the defense.

But after thinking about it, it became clear. Luo Hao had a rough guess in his mind about what had happened.

Taking a look at his luck value, Luo Hao recalled the many coincidences that happened that night.

And the Baltimore Bridge collapsed piece by piece like Lego in the end, this little thing is nothing.

Luo Hao made up his mind that if he had any attribute points in the future, he would add them to luck.

"Ma Zhuang, do you have any cigarettes?"

"Yes, fine Havana cigars." Ma Zhuang and Luo Hao showed off.

"Thank you."

"Professor Luo, don't be so polite. My calves cramped when I saw you." Ma Zhuang and Luo Hao became a little more familiar with each other, and he began to speak more relaxedly, not as nervous as at the beginning.

"Hehe." Luo Hao smiled. He knew very well why Ma Zhuang was afraid of him.

After going through a tedious process, Luo Hao took a puff and felt it was just average.

Ma Zhuang stared at Luo Hao, wanting to get a good comment.

"Not bad." Luo Hao could sense Ma Zhuang's emotions, although vague, it did not affect his comments.

"hey-hey."

"There is a detail in The Three-Body Problem that Colonel Stanton of the United States smoked Havana cigars when he was attending a meeting in China. At that time, the United States seemed to still ban Havana cigars. When I saw this passage, I didn't know what Liu meant by it."

"???"

Ma Zhuang is the real person who doesn't have a single elegant bone in his body. He has no idea what Luo Hao is talking about.

"You're living well here, why are you thinking about going back?" Luo Hao asked.

"Professor Luo, I've only been here for two months, and I've already figured out how to make money. I'm doing well here, but if I don't go home, I always feel that making money is meaningless." Ma Zhuang said honestly.

Is it like walking in the night in fine clothes?

Luo Hao smiled.

"And the noodles here don't taste good." Ma Zhuang drooled, "Professor Luo, you don't know how difficult it is to eat authentic Chinese food here. I dream of eating boiled fish and hot pot now. I bought ingredients and tried to cook it, but it doesn't taste good."

"Oh? Can't I be a cook?"

"Probably not. I don't know why. When I was in the provincial capital, I always went to the small shop on Central Street next to the Flood Control Memorial Tower. Now that I think about it..."

Slip.

Ma Zhuang took another sip of saliva.

It was not an intentional act for Luo Hao to see, but the natural secretion of Ma Zhuang's oral glands when talking about boiled fish.

It's a kind of Pavlovian conditioned reflex.

"Will you come back after you go back?"

"Come on!" Ma Zhuang shuddered. "Boss Lou said that we should keep pace with the times. Business is not easy in China now, and there are so many seas abroad."

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Boss Lou actually knew how to do business instead of just relying on the dividends of the times.

Boss Lou has grasped this niche track. This guy is really capable.

"Professor Luo, look at this, is it familiar to you?"

Ma Zhuang took out his mobile phone and clicked on an app icon to show Luo Hao.

Luo Hao shook his head.

"As for the overseas versions of Kuaishou, TT is sold in the United States and Europe, while Kwai is sold in South America. Young people in these areas like them."

"Ha, is that so?" Luo Hao became interested.

"All the models are simple. People in China who sell goods through live streaming have never seen them before. We are tired of seeing all kinds of models. The guy selling cloth keeps shouting that he can't sell it anymore. If he sells it again, he will lose money!"

You know what, Ma Zhuang learned it quite well.

Moreover, he compared live streaming sales to selling scraps of cloth, which is quite appropriate.

"I'm going to find two crosstalk performers to do live streaming and sell goods. Nothing else, just the model of selling scraps of cloth." Ma Zhuang laughed, "Boss Lou said that selling drones and the like is too risky, and live streaming is easy. Things that are common in China are like treasures here."

"In a few years, I will buy this beach and bring my mother here to spend the winter. They will all go to Sanya, and I will bring my old lady to Cuba!"

Ma Zhuang began to talk in a long-winded manner about doing business in Cuba, his eyes shining.

Luo Hao didn't really want to know.

In terms of medical care, Cuba really has some great experts, but it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet them this time, let alone learn from them.

Luo Hao didn't feel anything when riding on the great white shark. He gritted his teeth and endured it.

Once I arrived at a safe environment, I felt as if all my bones were pulled out, and my whole body was sore, weak and uncomfortable.

The aftereffects of continuously activating various system skills also fell on him and began to backfire.

After chatting for a few sentences, Luo Hao couldn't open his eyes and fell into a sound sleep.

Hearing Luo Hao's slight slumber, Ma Zhuang immediately shut up and left on tiptoe.

"Brother, who is that?" a thug asked in a low voice.

There was endless fear in his eyes when he looked at Luo Hao. After all, Luo Hao was riding on a great white shark and riding the waves. He could never have dreamed of such a godly way.

"Who cares who it is?" Ma Zhuang raised his hand and knocked on his brother's head, "Is the car ready?"

"I'm ready, I'll be there soon. Mpv, let that gentleman get some sleep."

Ma Zhuang was very satisfied with this.

"Don't ask, whatever that gentleman says is true. Boss Lou has the ability to know everything. Every time he sees this gentleman, he talks and laughs. As for the rest, shut up and don't ask. Asking too much will only bring disaster."

Ma Zhuang prepared a car and took Luo Hao to Havana.

……

……

The bamboo was returned to the Qinling Mountains.

Looking from a distance, Chen Yong felt that the bamboo had changed a little, but he couldn't tell where it had changed.

It seems that it has gained weight again. When it walks on the ground, its butt twists and turns, making it look very cute.

After walking about a hundred meters, Zhuzi turned around and waved at Chen Yong, indicating that he was leaving. He almost said something like "After sending you a thousand miles away, we must eventually say goodbye."

Chen Yong didn't feel anything, but the white-haired Liu Dad felt a little sad.

After seeing Zhuzi off, Chen Yong packed up his things and rushed back to the imperial capital.

I had originally thought about giving Luo Hao a good beating when we met. It turned out that this bastard could cause so much trouble just by attending an academic conference.

But Chen Yong was disappointed in the end.

He had no chance to see Luo Hao at the first time, and he didn't even know when Luo Hao would return to the imperial capital.

A few days later, when Chen Yong was studying the Beast Taming Technique, Luo Hao came back.

"Huh? You're dark, why do you still have so many injuries?"

"The skin is damaged from soaking in sea water and being exposed to the sun. It's okay, it will heal soon." Luo Hao explained lightly.

"Go home, go home."

Luo Hao couldn't wait any longer. Chen Yong had something to ask Luo Hao, so he found a quiet place and told him about the backlash he had suffered after he drew the six yao and stood up the three Kaiyuan Tongbao coins.

"What on earth did you do? Why are you so evil?"

Luo Hao briefly recounted his experience in Baltimore, and Chen Yong was stunned.

"You are a confidential person because I called you." Luo Hao said seriously, "This matter ends here, forget it. I wanted to talk to you, but I made a promise, so it will be fine."

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"I'm worried that you might rebel." Luo Hao smiled, "Forget about what happened that day."

"Yeah." Chen Yong also felt that it was not good to be exposed to too much confidential information, and nodded repeatedly.

The two flew back to Donglian City and stayed there for two days.

Lin Yuejuan and Lin Yuming did not know about Luo Hao's "disappearance" or "death". They saw that Luo Hao was safe and sound and did not think anything of it.

The girl was not very excited. She just held on to Luo Hao's arm and refused to let go, as if she was stuck to Luo Hao.

Others don't believe in Chen Yong, but she does.

The next day, several people returned to the provincial capital.

Looking at the familiar streets, Luo Hao felt filled with emotion.

It's nice to be alive.

Arriving at the department, Luo Hao planned to change his clothes first, say hello to Shen Zizai, and then go to the medical department, and perhaps visit the dean in charge and the chief dean.

As soon as he walked to the door of the doctor's office, Luo Hao heard Zhuang Yan say in a low voice, "It's all my fault. I'm so stupid."

"No, there is none." Meng Liangren said with a smile, "They are all small things, just remember them. There are at least 800 such small details in clinical practice."

Luo Hao smiled and walked into the doctor's office.

"Professor Luo!"

"Brother!"

Although I know that Luo Hao is not dead, the feeling is still different when I can see the "living" Luo Hao.

"what happened?"

"There are new regulations for medical insurance, and Xiaozhuang didn't remember them. Don't blame Xiaozhuang. I will study the new regulations carefully tonight." Meng Liangren suppressed his excitement and answered calmly.

Luo Hao smiled and said, "I was always scolded when I was interning at Union Medical College. Lao Meng, you can be a little stricter."

Meng Liangren chuckled.

Harsh? You must be kidding.

"Erhei." Luo Hao greeted.

The robot dog turned on, and there was a buzzing sound between its joints. It walked to Luo Hao and put its head directly into Luo Hao's hands for Luo Hao to handle.

"Why is it all greasy? It's all patina." Luo Hao was a little dissatisfied. "Next time you play Erhei, wash your hands first."

"Senior Brother Luo, you're really okay. I said you're okay!" Zhuang Yan excitedly pulled Luo Hao's hand and almost jumped up.

Luo Hao calmly took his hand away from Zhuang Yan's hand, "At that time, I was scolded by Boss Chai. Once, Boss Chai scolded me and said - I can teach a pig, but I can't teach you."

"..."Zhuang Yan was still excited, but was stunned when she heard Luo Hao say this.

"Guess who was the most uncomfortable hearing this?"

"It must be you, Senior Brother Luo. Boss Chai is going too far. You can't curse people like that. It's simply too much."

Zhuang Yan stood on Luo Hao's side and even dared to challenge Boss Chai, although she only said bad things about him behind his back.

"No, Director Qian's face looked very ugly at that time, hahaha." Luo Hao laughed, "You guys are busy, I'll go report to Director Shen."

After telling a joke, Luo Hao went to change his clothes.

"Brother Yong, you see I said that Senior Brother Luo will be fine. How was his demonstration surgery?" Zhuang Yan was a little excited when she saw Luo Hao, and asked chatteringly.

"Have you finished writing the medical records? Have you conducted preoperative discussions on critically ill patients? Have you memorized all the test reports for patients who will be undergoing surgery tomorrow?" Chen Yong did not follow Zhuang Yan's lead, but asked a series of questions.

Zhuang Yan is just naive, the kind of naivety that comes with just graduation, not stupid.

Chen Yong changed the subject because he didn't want to talk about it. Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Brother Yong, what have you been doing these days?"

"Petting the cat." Chen Yong told the truth.

Sparks were already appearing in Zhuang Yan's eyes.

……

"director."

Luo Hao appeared in front of Shen Zizai.

Shen Zizai's eyes were a little blurry. At forty-eight, he thought his presbyopia had worsened.

"Director, I'm back." Luo Hao waved and closed the door.

"Yeah." Shen Zizai nodded blankly.

Shen Zizai received a notice these days. This is the first time he has dealt with relevant departments in his life.

Shen Zizai knew that there were some things that could not be asked.

"It's good that you're back. I've been so exhausted these days." Shen Zizai complained.

Luo Hao just smiled at Shen Zizai, which made Shen Zizai feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shen Zizai felt that Luo Hao had changed, but it was so vague that he couldn't tell what had changed.

"Director, I miss you." Luo Hao said frankly.

Just one sentence made Shen Zizai burst into tears.

Luo Hao did not try to persuade her, but just looked at Shen Zizai quietly. After a few minutes, Shen Zizai wiped away his tears.

"It's good that you're back. From now on... don't run around aimlessly." Shen Zizai warned.

"Well, I won't be leaving recently." Luo Hao smiled, "I will do the surgery well."

Have a good surgery.

Shen Zizai felt that these five words were simply too unfamiliar.

"Director, let's go pet cats some other time." Luo Hao offered a benefit that Shen Zizai couldn't refuse.

"You...ah." Shen Zizai looked at Luo Hao in shock for a long while, and finally let out a long breath.

Luo Hao doesn't have the habit of putting all the blame on others.

Although Shen Zizai would be speechless and even ashamed if he told him everything that happened in the past, Luo Hao said nothing.

"It seems that the Medical University wants you to supervise graduate students. Are you willing?"

"Graduate student, forget it for now."

"Oh." Shen Zizai nodded and took note of it.

Most people would try their best to supervise graduate students, but Luo Hao gave up without even thinking about it, which was also within Shen Zizai's expectations.

Luo Hao’s ideas are different from others.

"Chen Jiao's condition is still stable. I plan to push the particle implantation project forward. At least the number of surgeries should be sufficient." Luo Hao said frankly, "I don't have time to teach students, but it would be good if I could go to the Medical University to give lectures."

"You don't need to bring it..." Shen Zizai couldn't help but advised.

All the deans have graduate students, but they know how to teach shit!

Even if I had some real skills in clinical practice in the past, after working in the government for so many years, those skills have long been wasted.

Besides, the institute is very busy, so who has time to supervise graduate students?

However, there are countless people applying for the postgraduate position of dean. The benefits are obvious. After graduation, there is a certain probability that you can stay in the several affiliated hospitals of the Medical University.

The graduate students accepted by Luo Hao are likely to stay after graduation.

Lectures? No need at all.

"Speaking of this, I thought of a joke." Luo Hao suddenly smiled.

"Oh? What's the joke?"

"Once upon a time there was a doctor who was known as a star of misfortune. His first advisor died in a car accident, and there was no one to guide him, so he had to change advisors."

"Within two months after the change, the new instructor suffered a stroke and became paralyzed on one side of his body, and he was unable to lead the class again."

"!!!"

This guy is really unlucky, Shen Zizai thought.

"But someone had to take care of him, so later his name was put under that of the dean of the affiliated hospital. The dean was so busy that he didn't even have time to see him."

Luo Hao knew everything, and Shen Zizai sighed in his heart.

"As a result, within less than half a year, the dean was placed under house arrest."

"Fuck!" Shen Zizai cursed.

I'm afraid no one would dare to touch this kind of person.

It's really a fate of being unlucky.

But he will definitely graduate in the future, and all the experts want to send this unlucky star away, and no one will make things difficult for him.

"I just thought of this, nothing else." Luo Hao smiled, "There's no rush to supervise graduate students. I have too much work to do here. Let's wait until the Young Outstanding Scholars review is finished."

"Xiao Luo, Jie Qing, are you sure?" Shen Zizai asked eagerly.

Luo Hao thought of the old man in Baltimore.

With the other party's stamp of approval and the fuss they made, they must have made a very careful judgment and there must be no problem with this technical direction.

"I'm sure." Luo Hao answered confidently.

"That's good." Shen Zizai had no doubt, "An old friend asked me to ask, if you recruit graduate students, he wants to send his child over."

"Involvement direction?"

"It doesn't matter what direction you go in. It depends on whether you, Xiao Luo, have a promising future." Shen Zizai laughed.

"If that's the case, we can recruit this year. I hope that person can pass the score line."

"It's only my sophomore year, there's no rush."

Luo Hao smiled and thought that he had a long-term vision. He was thinking about applying for his own graduate school when he was only in his sophomore year.

The provincial medical university is still okay, but if I go back to Peking Union Medical College, the admission score is so high that most people can only think about it.

"It's easy on my side. Dean Jin seems to be really interested in having you supervise graduate students. It's up to you, Xiao Luo, to decide how to refuse." Shen Zizai revealed a message to Luo Hao.

"Oh, sure. If that doesn't work, you can bring one. I don't really care about the score or not. As long as you are dexterous and smart, it's fine."

Luo Hao said frankly.

"He...seems to be doing an internship at our hospital during the break. How about I take you to have a look? You know what's going on. If Dean Jin really wants to talk to you, you'll know what to do."

"it is good."

Shen Zizai felt that he had helped Luo Hao a lot, but when he walked out of the director's office, Shen Zizai suddenly felt ridiculous.

This kind of good thing would be a piece of cake for anyone who gets it. Not only can you supervise graduate students, but you can also have a relationship with the vice president in charge of clinical affairs, which can improve his favorability.

Only Luo Hao could refuse.

Shen Zizai smiled helplessly, "Xiao Luo, what are your plans for this matter?"

"I will definitely become a doctoral supervisor at our medical university before leaving. I have too many doctoral supervisors at Peking Union Medical College, so it would be somewhat inconvenient to go back."

(End of this chapter)