White armor

Chapter 335: One is worse than another (Silver Alliance 37: Unrivaled in the World, plus 10 chapters)

"Alas." Shen Zizai, wearing heavy armor, sat on a chair and sighed.

He looked at Chen Yong in the operating room through the leaded glass and frowned slightly.

"Director, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Yan was helping Chen Yong. Shen Zizai was watching them busy, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Director?" Technician No. 66 shouted again, unable to tell the difference in his expression.

Shen Zizai glanced at Technician No. 66.

This guy was taken to India by Luo Hao, but in the end he still didn't get a position in the medical team. It can only be said that his emotional intelligence is a little low and his ability is "slightly" poor.

All abilities are slightly worse.

Professor Xiao Luo is a very hard-nosed person and he does not accept just anyone into his medical team.

"Why are you sighing?" Technician No. 66 asked before he could figure out what was going on.

"Xiao Chen is indeed good, but it would be better if he could focus on medical treatment."

“Hahaha.” Technician No. 66 laughed. “Right, right, right. He always reads his fortune before performing surgery. He said that diligence is the key to success. One time, the fortune-teller said that he would rather die than perform surgery. Do you remember that?”

The nurses looked at Chen Yong through the leaded glass with a smile. What an interesting person he was. He was much more interesting than those cold-faced, ugly guys.

Not to mention anything else, just seeing Chen Yong standing there is a pleasure to the eye.

"A doctor who doesn't treat patients and perform surgery properly but insists on being able to tell fortunes is really..."

Shen Zizai sighed.

"Director, in fact, some of the things Chen Yong did can only be said to be too cautious, but it cannot be said to be wrong."

Luo Hao's voice came.

In an instant, the hairs on Shen Zizai's back stood up.

He felt awkward at being caught talking bad about someone behind their back, and he was caught by Luo Hao, who was quite protective of his son.

However, Shen Zizai adjusted his mood in an instant, tapped the ground with his feet, and turned the chair half a circle.

"Xiao Luo, are you done with the surgery?" Shen Zizai pretended nothing happened.

"Chen Yong asked me to come and take a look. It's been about ten minutes. Old Meng is busy over there." Luo Hao bowed slightly. He always expressed respect for Shen Zizai.

All the time.

"Director, in fact, many things cannot be described by feudal superstition. They are just areas that human beings' current technology cannot enter."

"Oh?" Shen Zizai expressed his dissatisfaction, but didn't say much.

"Professor Luo, is it like the Indians?" Technician No. 66 asked with a smile.

"Oh, it has nothing to do with Indians. Newton, you know."

"Oh, Professor Luo, you want to talk about Newton's obsession with theology in his later years. That was just old age and confusion." said Technician No. 66.

"Hehe." Luo Hao still looked friendly to Technician No. 66 and explained, "Newton is a great magician, theologian, pagan, and alchemist. The founder of modern physics is Newton's side job."

"!!!"

"real or fake?"

"That's about right, Mr. Qian. After graduating from MIT, he went to Caltech..."

"I know that six people in the dormitory poked the rocket and it flew." Technician No. 6 added.

"Yes." Luo Hao was still kind, "Among Mr. Qian's classmates, there is a black magician."

"What?"

Shen Zi was stunned and stared at Luo Hao in a daze.

"The black magician, I heard from Boss Chai that he is a real black magician. Otherwise, why would Mr. Qian let him study human science? He has really seen one." Luo Hao narrowed his eyes on the mask, as if he was smiling.

"What is the difference between a black magician and a great magician?" Shen Zizai asked curiously.

"I don't understand either. You should ask Chen Yong about this. What I mean is that there are reasons for many things. I usually don't care about them. I am just the head of the medical team. If I care too much, I will sound too much like a father."

Technician No. 66 laughed, "Professor Luo, you are too old to be a dad."

Shen Zizai also laughed.

“Haha, Mr. Qian later wrote several letters to the higher authorities. The ones we can see now include those about the direction of the tram and qigong.

It is said that Mr. Qian promoted Qigong because he was old and confused, but Mr. Qian was a strategic scientist and one of the experts who received all of Sandezi’s scientific research materials.”

"I highly doubt that San Dezi had come up with something, which is why Qian Lao used his party spirit to guarantee it before his death. It's just that existing technology doesn't support it, so it has been misunderstood."

Luo Hao explained.

Bringing up Mr. Qian, Shen Zizai glanced at Chen Yong in the operating room.

Zhuang Yan was already walking out, and Chen Yong was giving local anesthesia to the patient.

I don't know since when, but Chen Yong's local anesthesia has become much slower. I have told him several times, but Chen Yong didn't change.

He was as stubborn as a donkey and wouldn't listen to anything I said. He was so slow in performing the anesthesia.

Really!

This is a hospital, not...

Shen Zizai secretly complained in his heart, but deep down in his heart he actually believed it a little.

He still believed it a little and was afraid of offending Chen Yong.

"Senior brother, you're here!" Zhuang Yan walked out of the operating room and greeted cheerfully.

"Ah."

"Senior Brother, when can I have the surgery?!" Zhuang Yan asked impatiently.

"I'll teach you the basics after you get back from surgery today."

"Basic skills? My basic skills are very solid!" Zhuang Yan puffed out her chest, full of pride, her eyes shining.

After all, he is a master's degree graduate from a top 2 university, so it is impossible for him not to have confidence.

Luo Hao smiled and said nothing.

"Xiao Luo, what are you going to teach Xiao Zhuang?" Shen Zizai was very interested.

"Director, the basic skill of neurosurgery is grinding eggs, you know that."

Shen Zizai nodded.

"Don't worry about this. This is an advanced tutorial. I'll teach Zhuang Yan how to fold a thousand paper cranes when I get back."

"Why are you folding paper cranes? There's an earthquake in Japan again?!" Technician No. 66 laughed. "Those idiots in Japan, they gave 10 paper cranes to people after the earthquake in Turkey, and then there was an earthquake in Japan, so Turkey sent the cranes back, and they said they didn't want them."

"They are like that, with bumps on their heads." Shen Zizai smiled.

"You can use endoscopy equipment to fold paper cranes. If you fold 10,000 paper cranes, you can start general surgery."

"!!!"

"!!!"

Everyone was surprised.

Using the long forceps of a laparoscope to fold paper cranes?!
Shen Zizai watched the young doctors in general surgery make a cardboard box to simulate the human abdominal cavity and find laparoscopic forceps to practice tying knots.

These are already very dedicated surgeons, and Shen Zizai can even see a bright future for them.

What the hell is foldable paper cranes? Is this a training method from the notebook?
"Xiao Luo, what do we use for interventional training?"

"Director." Luo Hao bent his waist a little more, and said respectfully, "Our interventional department may seem to be minimally invasive, but the more minimally invasive it is, the higher the technical level required. Once we have folded 10,000 paper cranes and ground 1,000 eggs with inner membranes, we can go on stage and try interventional surgery."

"Hahaha." Shen Zizai laughed, feeling very proud.

It is!

Ronaldinho’s words are still more pleasant to listen to!

Interventional surgery requires the highest level of skill. If someone else says this, it may not be credible, but Xiao Luo is proficient in surgical operations, so who would not believe what he says?
Shen Zizai crossed his legs and shook them twice. He felt really comfortable being flattered by Luo Hao.

"Xiao Luo, don't stand there. It's tiring." Shen Zizai was in a good mood. "Are you going to go on stage?"

"No, Chen Yong said that this operation might be a little complicated, and he didn't want you to be too busy or anxious, so he told me in advance and asked me to take a look."

"???" Shen Zi was stunned.

"Xiao Chen calculated it?" Technician No. 66 began to get excited.

"Not really. The patient has a history of allergies. He's allergic to all sorts of things, so just be careful."

Shen Zizai's expression looked a little better.

Luo Hao did not mention Chen Yong's habit of fortune-telling before surgery every day, but just smiled.

Zhuang Yan was thinking about using laparoscopic equipment to fold paper cranes, and she didn't listen to the gossip on the other side.

"Xiao Luo, I know you don't want to be involved in too many things, but you still have to take care of it a little. After all, you are the head of the medical team." Shen Zizai advised seriously.

Luo Hao just bowed and smiled without saying a word.

"There are too many medical disputes now. We are facing the entire society, and we can really see the diversity of human beings." Shen Zizai continued, "It's not wrong to be cautious, but if people know about Xiao Chen's fortune-telling before the operation, I'm afraid those self-media will repost it in large quantities, causing public opinion."

"Yes, yes, yes, Director, you are right. I will tell him when I go downstairs not to engage in these idealistic things." Luo Hao nodded repeatedly.

Shen Zizai was slightly dissatisfied. To him, Xiao Luo was just a piece of cotton and really had no edge at all.

But this is also quite boring.

Luo Hao seemed to see Shen Zizai's dissatisfaction. He looked at Chen Yong through the leaded glass and continued with a smile, "Boss Chai is always criticized when he is online. He is very angry."

"He is old, and being angry all the time is not good for his health. Director Qian and other professors often advise Mr. Chai."

"What happened next? What did you say?"

"I think this is normal. Idiots who know nothing and curse others can go online and curse others. This means that the country is developing rapidly and the people's living standards are improving rapidly."

"Uh~"

Shen Zizai was shocked.

Xiao Luo is really good at talking. He can even please Boss Chai?
"What's the connection, Professor Luo?" asked Technician No. 66.

"It's not that most people who surf the Internet are idiots, but that the Internet has become popular among idiots. This prosperous age is what you wish for."

"..."

"..."

The last sentence Luo Hao added sounded a little absurd at first, but when you think about it carefully, it is indeed the case.

"Haha, did Boss Chai listen to it later?" Shen Zizai asked.

"Well, he stopped surfing the Internet and switched to fishing." Luo Hao said, "Boss Chai first surfed the Internet in the last century, and his email address should be among the top 100 in China. He is not used to it, and that's right."

Luo Hao calmly defended Boss Qian.

"Hey, hey, hey, Luo Hao, come and help me take a look."

Chen Yong's voice suddenly came from the intercom.

Luo Hao bowed, indicating that he was leaving, then turned around, kicked open the airtight lead door, and walked in.

Zhuang Yan followed Luo Hao in like a little follower. Shen Zizai was puzzled. Could it be that Chen Yong was right? Was there really a problem?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, that's all feudal superstition!
If you have that ability, why don’t you let the patient’s condition improve and discharge him directly?
Shen Zizai thought so in his heart, but he stood up involuntarily and walked into the operating room.

There is a red spot at the local anesthesia.

"Is it difficult to breathe?" Luo Hao asked the patient.

"Roar~~" The patient's respiratory tract has slight spasm, and the sound of the bellows can be heard between his inhalation and exhalation.

But it's not very heavy.

"A little, but not... roo... heavy."

The patient spoke intermittently.

Shen Zizai's hair stood on end as if he had a static electricity reaction, and he was almost furious.

This is an allergy!

"Dexam, give it to..." Shen Zizai was about to ask the nurse to give the patient intravenous dexamethasone, but was interrupted by Luo Hao.

"Director, please take a break, I'll take over." Luo Hao said with a smile.

Shen Zizai was stunned.

Is it wrong to give dexamethasone? Dexamethasone is almost a panacea for allergic reactions. Why is Ronaldinho so tough?

He now knows Luo Hao very well. What Luo Hao said just now was simple, but there was firmness in his words.

Shen Zizai suppressed his doubts.

This is also the "aftereffect" of Luo Hao proving himself right time and time again. Shen Zizai doesn't like to be slapped in the face in public.

"Xiao Gao, give me an epinephrine. Have you brought the medium-chain fat emulsion? Put it on."

"Medium-chain triglyceride emulsion? We don't usually carry this." The nurse said while drawing the medicine.

The head nurse took a look at the medicine basket and saw a 250ml bottle filled with milky white liquid.

Shen Zizai also saw this.

The hair that was about to soften suddenly hardened again, and the sterile cap on top was raised a few millimeters.

Medium- and long-chain fat emulsions are never needed in interventional surgery. They are only used by patients who are fasting and need no water to increase their energy.

Xiao Luo...Why is Xiao Chen carrying this thing?
Besides, it’s just an allergy, why do we need to use fat emulsion?

"Xiao Luo, is this it? Do you want to use it?" The head nurse picked up the medium-chain fat emulsion and almost hit Luo Hao in the eyes.

"Well, give it to me. 30 drops per minute will be enough." Luo Hao said.

The head nurse was not that stupid. The patient's condition seemed to be under control, but she still did not have the habit of asking for trouble. Instead, she connected the three-way valve and hung up the medium- and long-chain fat emulsion.

Adjust the drip rate to 30 drops per minute.

"Observe for 30 minutes without leaving the stage." Luo Hao said, "Then change the local anesthesia to procaine."

Shen Zizai was completely confused.

Procaine has been out of clinical use for many years. Shen Zi would occasionally encounter it when he was young, but in the 21st century, hospitals basically use local anesthetics such as lidocaine and ropivacaine.

If medium-chain and long-chain triglyceride emulsion is just an accident, procaine is definitely not an accident!

"Okay, observe closely and wait until the vital signs are stable before performing the surgery. Don't be in a hurry. Take your time, it will be faster." Luo Hao advised in a fatherly manner.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work." Chen Yong finally felt relieved.

It can be seen that Chen Yong is eager to try.

Perhaps the previous treatment was too simple, so Chen Yong felt that he could do it. Shen Zizai even felt that Chen Yong was already looking forward to the next time.

What the hell!

How can anyone look forward to the next time?
Luo Hao turned and left, and Shen Zizai followed him secretly.

After leaving the operating room, Luo Hao turned his head to look at Shen Zizai with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Luo, want to have a cigarette? Will it delay your visit?"

"Oh, don't waste any more time. I'll report the situation to you in a few minutes." Luo Hao said respectfully and politely.

Arriving at the duty room, Yuan Xiaoli's room, Shen Zizai closed the door.

"According to the Emergency Management of Anaphylaxis (UpToDate), the drug of choice for initial treatment of anaphylaxis is epinephrine. Epinephrine should be given intramuscularly as soon as possible, and then again by intramuscular or intravenous injection."

Luo Hao didn't say anything more and just got straight to the point.

Let’s start by not letting Shen Zizai take dexamethasone.

"Emergency Treatment of Systemic Anaphylaxis - UpToDate"? Shen Zizai had never read it, but he tried to write it down and prepared to go back and look for information.

Luo Hao then began to talk about the allergic reaction to lidocaine and the most recent experience he had at Union Medical College.

5 minutes later, Luo Hao finished speaking.

"That's about it, Director. The patient was probably allergic to lidocaine because of his allergic constitution. Generally speaking, more than 1ml would be fatal, but Chen Yong first tried a small amount and avoided a rescue.

It will be fine if you switch to procaine, don't worry."

Shen Zizai was silent.

"Then should I go for the surgery?" Luo Hao asked.

"Xiao Luo, you prepared medium-chain and long-chain fat emulsions and even procaine..."

There are so many things to complain about this matter that Shen Zizai doesn't know how to complain about it.

"Oh, that's right." Luo Hao said, "After that, Chen Yong kept asking me. He always said that I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he is the only one who has it!"

"???"

Luo Hao guessed that if Chen Yong had a medical accident, it would be a huge loss to his merit points, so he was so cautious.

When Luo Hao saw the patient who was allergic to lidocaine in the emergency department of Union Hospital that day, he could sense the fear deep in Chen Yong's heart.

Most doctors don't have similar emotions.

After all, this is an unexpected situation that has not been seen in the past ten or twenty years, and people should feel more confused and helpless.

"Xiao Luo, please continue." Shen Zizai urged.

"Pay attention to the patient's allergy history. Ask Lao Meng about it in detail and pay attention to every little thing. Some patients have allergic constitutions, so we need to pay more attention to similar patients."

"I have used medium-chain fat emulsion five times in the past few months, and this is the first time I have used it. It is better to be careful, as long as you can use it once out of a hundred times.

The nurses had a lot of complaints, such as picking up and returning medicines. But Chen Yong talked to the nurses about these things himself, and buying a few more cups of milk tea was nothing. "

Shen Zizai was speechless.

All this happened right under my nose, but I didn't notice it.

"What about procaine?" Shen Zizai asked.

"I prepared it myself, the hospital doesn't have it." Luo Hao said helplessly, "I was just about to call Director Feng, and then communicate with the patient's family and get their signature."

"Then why didn't you tell Director Feng in advance?"

"Nowadays, all walks of life are problem-oriented. If there are problems, they should be solved. If there are no problems, if Director Feng submits the drug purchase order, someone will definitely hold it against him in the future. It would be a shame if he is really caught because of procaine which costs a few cents per tube." Luo Hao was also helpless.

But this is all normal procedure and Luo Hao doesn't think anything of it.

"Problem-oriented. Now that there is a problem, I can make a request based on it, and Director Feng can implement it. In fact, it is not very useful. Many doctors have never seen a lidocaine allergy in their lives."

"What if something happens to your medicine?"

"So we need to register with the medical department, get signatures from the patient's family, and there are a lot of other formalities. To prevent... tui!"

Luo Hao didn't curse, he just snorted.

"There is no other way. These are all internal conflicts among the people. We should start with ourselves and try to be more rigorous."

Shen Zizai was silent.

"Director, if you have nothing else to do, then I'll be busy."

"The last question is, is there something wrong with Chen Yong's fortune telling? Why do I feel like his fortune telling is actually quite accurate?"

"I don't know. He's talking nonsense, but that's all feudal superstition. But since he believes in it, I can't say much. I just have to watch and see that nothing happens." Luo Hao smiled.

Oh shit!

Luo Hao is such a fucking dog!

I asked him so frankly, but he still fooled me!
Shen Zizai began to get angry and curse in his heart, but the smile on his face was warm and gentle, "Okay, Xiao Luo, go and get busy."

Luo Hao is a real dog!
When asked about medical science, he talked endlessly; when asked about metaphysics, Luo Hao began to push all the responsibility onto Chen Yong.

We are all family, what can’t we say openly?!

What a dog!

What a dog!!

What a fucking dog!!!
Shen Zizai felt that the lead suit on his body was heavier than a thousand pounds. He frowned, walked out of Yuan Xiaoli's duty room, and returned to the operating room.

"Not at night. Luo Hao performed surgery on a dog some time ago and invited an expert from the capital."

Chen Yong's voice came from afar.

"It's been more than two months, and it has finally recovered."

"I heard that half of its face was chopped off. Brother Yong, isn't it scary for a dog to have only half a face?"

"Scary? Not really. Luo Hao and I went to take a look a few days ago, and the little guy's tail was almost broken by shaking." Chen Yong said, "It's going to retire soon, so we need to find someone to adopt it. People over there were already fighting for it, but Luo Hao said he would adopt it, so others were too embarrassed to compete for it."

"Professor Luo wants to keep a dog with half a face?" Technician No. 66 was surprised. "It would be like seeing a ghost every day. Why bother?"

"Sixth Brother, what are you talking about? You should watch your big mouth more. You have offended so many people." Chen Yong scolded.

Shen Zizai sighed.

Chen Yong was still a straightforward person, so Luo Hao never said anything and just gradually distanced himself from him.

"Is that a dog with half a face? That fucking is a meritorious police dog! Meritorious!!" Chen Yong shouted.

Shen Zizai walked in wearing a lead coat.

"Director, you are here." Chen Yong immediately changed his expression.

Even Zhuang Yan's smile when she looked at herself changed.

Shen Zizai knew that this was all due to Luo Hao’s education.

He leaned closer and took a look at the site where the patient had received a subcutaneous injection of the local anesthetic. The maculopapular rash was already fading, and the "huffing and puffing" sound during the patient's breathing had slowly disappeared.

According to the ECG monitoring, the patient's vital signs were stable.

This is the last patient today. I guess Chen Yong deliberately arranged this patient here, because he was afraid that the patient behind him might have something wrong and might be getting impatient waiting.

Shen Zizai's heart moved, and he leaned close to Chen Yong's ear and whispered, "Xiao Chen, did you predict that he was in trouble this morning?"

"Director, why are you so superstitious? I was just playing with girls. Diligence makes perfect. You know, girls like these things. Palm reading and the like, didn't you try them when you were young?"

"Touching the hand of a high school classmate and reading his palm?"

Hey!
Shen Zizai was furious. The people in Luo Hao's medical team were worse than dogs!

(End of this chapter)