White armor

Chapter 351 Severe Persecution Delusion
What is this!
Technician No. 66 looked blankly at a pretty woman in Taoist robes, about thirty years old, who walked in with a wooden sword and a whisk in her hands, cosplaying in a very realistic manner.

dong dong dong~
A dozen women behind him jumped in like zombies, laughing as they jumped, they simply couldn't help themselves.

There were also a few blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners among them.

"Sixth teacher, choose one." Ma Zhuang's eyebrows were flying with joy. "You can keep all of them if you want. If you like one, take off the talisman paper."

"Fuck!" Technician No. 66 cursed in a trance, with a strange light in his eyes.

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"Boss Lou, I really have something I want to ask you."

"Professor Luo, please go ahead. We are old friends, there's no need to be so polite." Boss Lou smiled happily.

"That's right, Max Planck Institute, have you heard of it?" Luo Hao asked.

When Boss Lou heard such a strange name, he shook his head.

"The Max Planck Institute is a union of Germany's top scientific research institutions. The association was named after Max Planck, the famous German physicist who founded quantum theory. Max Planck was the founder of the association's predecessor, the Kaiser Wilhelm Society, before World War II."

“?!” Boss Lou was stunned just by listening to the introduction.

Such an awesome place?

With history, origin and inheritance, in Boss Lou's mind, the Max Planck Institute has become the Chinese Academy of Engineering.

"Recently, the Max Planck Institute was attacked by an extreme animal protection organization..."

"Professor Luo, wait a moment, what does 'rush' mean?" asked Boss Lou.

"The animal protection organization believed that using animals for experiments and research was inhumane, so they stormed into the Max Planck Institute, released all the monkeys and other animals used in the experiments, and smashed the site. It was said that a lot of documents and materials were lost."

Boss Lou looked confused.

"Dr. Logothetis, the world's top neuroscientist, please ask if he can come to China to work."

"I'll make a note of it."

"No need. I'll send you the information later." Luo Hao said calmly, "If you can come, you can help Dr. Logothetis with whatever he needs. Money is not a problem."

"Professor Luo, this may not be about money." Boss Lou saw the essence of the problem at a glance.

"It's not true. I'll find the boss and give you a name."

Boss Lou was a little confused. "Professor Luo, what does this Doctor So-and-So do?"

"There are already paralyzed people who have been able to stand up and walk after being treated by Dr. Logothetis."

"!!!"

"In terms of brain neuroscience research, the Max Planck Institute and Dr. Logothetis' team are world-class. They are among the best in the world and are at least second in the rankings."

"!!!" Boss Lou was extremely surprised.

"Dr. Logothetis' team, please do your best and dig up what you can while the chaos is going on. If that doesn't work, forget it. I can't get out, so I can only trouble Boss Lou to take a look for me."

"Okay!" Boss Lou agreed.

But he still had some questions. Seeing Luo Hao's gentle expression, he asked in a low voice, "Professor Luo, this project~~~"

"Oh, Musk spent more than a billion dollars to support a team to develop brain-computer interfaces. Their level is not as good as Dr. Logothetis' team."

"!!!" Boss Lou suddenly realized.

Speaking of Musk, he understood immediately.

The Max Planck Institute has never advertised it, but Musk almost has a loud speaker and shouts in his ear every now and then.

"Why do I say that he is at least in the second place and looking forward to the first place? Although Musk is good at boasting and speculating in stocks, he is also practical. Otherwise, he would not have been able to approve such a large piece of land in Shanghai and directly put electric cars on the ground."

Boss Lou nodded repeatedly.

"I really criticize that they are going to Mars instead of the moon. But Dr. Logothetis' team should have made some breakthroughs in the brain-computer interface project. If possible, bring him over."

"Okay! I will definitely get that person." Boss Lou knew that this matter was of great importance.

Luo Hao glanced at Boss Lou and said, "Don't be violent. Let's talk it over. It's best to agree to all his conditions, as long as they are not excessive. Let me put it this way. If Dr. Logothetis were Chinese, he would be an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. His rank is something you can't see."

"Hey." Boss Lou nodded repeatedly, "I won't. I respect technical workers very much. All the production lines overseas rely on technical workers and engineers."

"Knowledge is money, knowledge is power," Boss Lou concluded.

"That's about it. Thank you for your hard work, Boss Lou." Luo Hao said with a smile.

"Professor Luo, why does Germany have such an important scientist..."

As for the reason, Boss Lou didn't know what to say.

"They are currently fighting a lawsuit, and it was finally confirmed that monkeys are not human beings and do not enjoy human rights. Dr. Logothetis and his team are not guilty. But it is very unethical to use monkeys for experiments, so Dr. Logothetis and his team are prohibited from continuing to conduct experiments."

"If they don't have monkeys to experiment with, then they have to use humans. Don't you think so? They have devoted their entire lives to human brain science, and they can't do experiments anymore... Don't you think this is nonsense?"

"Ah?!" Boss Lou was stunned.

I didn't expect that scientific research would involve so many messy things.

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Interventionalist's office.

Meng Liangren held Erhei's head in his hand.

The two black ones had been coated with pulp by him and were sparkling like beads.

"Meng, your hyperhidrosis is really suitable for you to do things. Look at Erhei's head. Others really can't do this." The resident manager said with a smile, "Have you ever thought about doing surgery?"

"I looked up the information and found that the success rate of the surgery is not high. Hyperhidrosis of the hands itself has not been fully studied." Meng Liangren explained with a smile, "Originally, if I need to do the surgery, I will definitely do it, but Professor Luo is so amazing. The surgery was..."

The hospital manager listened for more than ten minutes, during which Meng Liangren's flattery was flying all over the place.

The key is that Meng Liangren has no sense of flattery at all. He seems to admire Luo Hao to the core. Every word he says is from the heart and sincere enough to move people.

"Meng." The hospital manager couldn't help but interrupt Meng Liangren's flattery, "Professor Luo is not here, so there's no need to do this."

"I'm telling the truth. To be honest, you're talking about technical level. Although I can't do surgery, my eyes are bright." Meng Liangren defended himself seriously, "Among the professors in the department, who can do surgery better than Professor Luo?"

"Let's not talk about this. Who else, besides Professor Luo, has replaced the centralized procurement catheter recently..."

Meng Liangren began to show off his hospital manager unscrupulously.

"Alas." The resident manager sighed.

Although what Meng Liangren said was true, he was too good at flattering. The key point was that Professor Luo was not here, so was it really a good idea for him to do this?

"So I'll just be lazy and take good care of the patients in the ward, so that Professor Luo can save some energy and use it on surgery. Isn't this better than me learning surgery?" Meng Liangren finally gave a conclusion.

"But you are too concerned. It's nine o'clock in the evening and you haven't left yet. The patients have all gone to bed, but you are still here. The patients haven't woken up yet, but you are already here. It's not possible, it's not possible."

"I chatted with each patient one by one for 10 minutes and then it was already two o'clock. I waited until they fell asleep before I wrote the medical records. I am old and sleep less, so three o'clock is enough. I am alone at home and it is boring, so I came to the hospital to wait for breakfast in the cafeteria."

"Mr. Meng, you are in really good spirits," the resident manager praised.

This is indeed admirable. Meng Liangren is a natural ox or horse. It is enough for him to sleep only 3 or 4 hours a day.

If the hospital manager heard someone else say this, he would definitely not believe it.

But now he can see Meng Liangren working until late at night every day, and heard from the nurses that Meng is still there when the night shift is handed over. It is rare to see the nurses dozing off during the night shift.

The key point is that the next day, Lao Meng was full of energy and didn’t look like he had stayed up late at all.

To those who don't know the truth, Meng Liangren seems to be working around the clock. Even a nuclear-powered donkey might not be as strong as Meng Liangren.

"Meng, why didn't you show your talent when you were in the infectious disease hospital?"

"Oh, what kind of talent am I? I can just stay up late and chat with patients, which is nothing. Professor Luo is a talent, and a top-notch talent at that."

He was originally talking about Meng Liangren, but after just three sentences he turned the topic to Luo Hao.

The hospital manager helplessly listened to Meng Liangren praising Luo Hao from every angle, without leaving any blind spots.

He couldn't figure out whether Lao Meng was sincere or if he had just acted to his core and every move he made was an act.

But no matter what, it is worthy of admiration.

Professor Luo’s medical team is truly full of talented people.

"Ow~~~"

"Wow~~~"

There was a noise in the corridor, interrupting Meng Liangren's words.

"What time is it? Why is it still so messy?" The resident boss stood up and stuck his head out.

A white-haired old man was chasing a young man with a cup of water in his hand.

"Old Meng, go and see what's going on with the patient in your group." The resident manager was thankful that Meng Liangren never left, because if there was something wrong, he would have to go to someone else.

"From our group? That's impossible. I just examined the patient." Meng Liangren was puzzled and got up and went out.

A few hours ago, Meng Liangren just chatted with every patient. This is his daily routine.

The chats lasted for 10 minutes at the shortest and 15 minutes at the longest. During the chats, Meng Liangren could sense the emotional changes of the patients and their families.

Many things can be nipped in the bud if discovered early.

There were even patients and their families from other groups who were envious and jealous and said some strange things.

What's going on today?
Meng Liangren walked out of the office and saw the old man in bed 7-18 cursing and chasing after the patient's companion in the next bed and beating him.

"Old Xu, Old Xu, how old are you? Why are you still moving around so restlessly! Calm down, calm down quickly. I've told you that anger is harmful to your health, do you really think that liver depression and qi stagnation are just a joke?" Meng Liangren hurriedly went forward to stop the patient.

"Doctor Meng, he wants to harm me!" The patient in bed 7-18 pointed at the young man angrily and shouted.

He was full of energy and didn't look like he was sick. Meng Liangren had a basic plan in his mind.

"I didn't, he's fucking crazy." The young man cursed, "I was eating some dumplings, and he started saying he didn't like the taste of leeks. I told him to eat quickly, and within two minutes, he said I had poisoned his teacup."

"..." Meng Liangren sighed in his heart, feeling extremely helpless.

Poisoning, isn't that nonsense?

You are an old man, why would someone poison you?

As soon as you hear it, you can tell that Lao Xu is talking nonsense just because he doesn't like the smell of leeks.

Although he thought so in his heart, Meng Liangren still stopped the patient in bed 7-18 and said, "Old Xu, calm down."

"He wants to kill me, and you want me to calm down?!" The patient in bed 7-18 asked in surprise and anger. Meng Liangren was startled.

Just by looking at his expression, you can't tell that the patient in bed 7-18 is making a fuss. All his expressions and actions point to his grievance.

It's a real grievance, not just pretend.

Just like how Meng Liangren praised Luo Hao, he was genuine at first sight.

There was no expression on Meng Liangren's square face, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, but he returned to normal in an instant.

"Old Xu, don't worry, I'm here. I'll call the police right away." Meng Liangren said seriously, and then waved to the family of the patient in bed 7-18, "Xiao Xu, take your dad to sit in the doctor's office for a while."

"Doctor Meng, I'm sorry. I don't know why my father suddenly went crazy at night." The patient's family member was sensible and apologized.

"Come to the doctor's office first." Meng Liangren separated the two groups of people who were making trouble, and reminded the patient's family to keep a close eye on him and not let him jump off the building or run away.

This kind of thing happens occasionally, and doctors also have similar responsibilities during hospitalization.

But there's nothing we can do about it. Whoever's patient has the problem will be unlucky.

After settling the patients and their families, Meng Liangren made an assessment of the matter.

He walked out without hesitation with his phone in hand, looking back to comfort the patient as he walked, "Old Xu, don't be afraid, I'll call the police right away! I will definitely give you justice! Just sit in the office, don't worry, no one can harm you here."

Bed 7-18 nodded repeatedly with emotion, and his emotions calmed down a little.

Meng Liangren just felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what exactly it was.

According to the superstitious beliefs of the older generation in the countryside, 7-18 is called being possessed by a ghost and the person will suddenly become crazy.

In theory, it would be best to find Chen Yong.

But Meng Liangren did not hesitate, and regardless of the time, he directly called Luo Hao.

"Old Meng, what happened to Corey?" Luo Hao asked calmly.

Meng Liangren recounted what had happened.

"Oh, the patient is very emotional. Give him an intramuscular injection of diazepam first, and then do an electrocardiogram. Hurry up."

"ECG?"

"The sudden abnormal behavior is suspected to be a heart attack. You can do it first and consult directly. I will go back now." Luo Hao said, "Boss Lou, I'm sorry, Corey has something to do, I will go back first."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Liangren felt dazed.

The patient is obviously crazy, so how can Professor Luo say it is a heart attack?
Pain in the precordial area, or even discomfort anywhere on the body, could be a sign of a heart attack. The most bizarre thing Meng Liangren has seen is someone having a toothache, and ultimately being diagnosed with a heart attack.

But 7-18 was clearly possessed by a ghost, which, scientifically speaking, is also a mental illness, so how could it be a heart attack?

Although there are doubts, Meng Liangren is very capable of executing medical advice.

Back in the office, Meng Liangren called the nurse to give him the injection.

"Old Xu, relax. I'll give you an injection, otherwise the surgical site will bleed." Meng Liangren coaxed and threatened him, and injected a shot of tranquilizer into his muscle.

The hospital manager stared at it in amazement.

Just now after Meng Liangren left, the patient said a lot of nonsense, saying that the family of the patient in the next bed poisoned him. He even said that the medical staff of the hospital released carbon monoxide and wanted to kill all the patients and their families.

I have never seen a boss hospitalized with such severe paranoia.

After taking the tranquilizer, the hospital manager leaned close to Meng Liangren's ear and said, "Looking for a consultation with the neurology department? I'll call right away."

"Professor Luo said to consult the circulatory department."

"Hmm, what a lunatic. I wonder if they are doing this in the middle of the night... huh? Loop?"

"Yes, circulation. Xiao Li, push the electrocardiogram over here and do an electrocardiogram for the patient. Lao Xu, you are so angry that your blood pressure is high. Do an electrocardiogram to check the situation. Don't move."

Meng Liangren started to solve the problem busily.

The resident manager confirmed again, walked confusedly to the nurse's station and picked up the phone.

The patient clearly has mental symptoms, but Professor Luo wants to consult the cardiovascular department. Isn't this a joke?

The hospital manager thought it was strange and sat down to look through the medical records.

The patient had a history of coronary heart disease, but the electrocardiogram on admission was fine, with only mild ST-segment elevation.

That's it?

I suddenly went crazy, but I had no precordial pain and no other discomfort. Professor Luo called this a myocardial infarction?
What a joke.

The resident manager did not call the Department of Cardiology, but instead called the Department of Neurology for a consultation.

He felt he had done a good thing.

As a doctor, you must be able to think for yourself and not just follow what your superiors say!
Although the hospital manager admitted that Professor Luo's level was higher than his own, he was not on the scene after all, so there would still be problems with the diagnosis.

At this time, you need to correct yourself.

And I am the force for correction, the hospital manager thought to himself.

Turning back to the office, suddenly a dark shadow came towards me.

"When will the cycle end?!" Meng Liangren asked hurriedly.

"Ah? I'm calling the neurology department..."

"Damn it!" Meng Liangren cursed when he heard the hospital manager say that, and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Hello, I'm from the interventional department. There's a patient suffering from a myocardial infarction!" Meng Liangren almost shouted.

You can see that he is really anxious.

"The ST segments in leads V1, V2, V3, and V4 are already arched and elevated! The ECG is very obvious, but the report has not been returned yet. Please take a look first!"

"I think I'll need emergency surgery!"

Meng Liangren said hurriedly.

The hospital manager was stunned for a moment. The ST segments of leads V1, V2, V3, and V4 were already arched and elevated. Was this a typical case of myocardial infarction?

He felt as if a slap from midair had hit him directly in the face, making a loud slapping sound.

Do not believe!

The hospitalized CEO hurried back to the office, feeling extremely complicated, entangled, and conflicted along the way.

The thought of correcting the mistake had not yet dissipated when the sound of slapping was heard.

He picked up the EKG as soon as he entered the room.

Although the resident manager didn't quite understand it, he could still understand the most basic things like ST segment elevation and flag pulling.

Sure enough, just as Meng Liangren said, the ST segments in leads V1, V2, V3, and V4 were already arched and elevated, a standard, typical electrocardiogram of myocardial infarction.

Hey!
It turned out that I was wrong. Fortunately, I didn’t waste too much time.

The chief resident stood aside in a daze. Soon the chief resident of the Department of Cardiology came over. Without saying hello, he directly looked at the electrocardiogram, gave medicine, and transferred the patient to another department.

Ten minutes later, the chief resident of the Department of Cardiology pushed the patient away in a hurry.

The interventional department does not have all the rescue medications. It can be used for emergency situations, but specific follow-up treatment will have to be done in the circulatory department.

The chaotic department finally quieted down after they left.

"Old Meng, why did you have a heart attack?" the resident manager asked in confusion and embarrassment.

"I don't know either. Professor Luo said so, so I'll do it." Meng Liangren shrugged and began to write the medical record.

The patient was wheeled away, but if the medical record cannot be transferred, no medical instructions can be given. The medication can only be given orally and then supplemented after the electronic medical record arrives.

So Meng Liangren didn't have time to drink a sip of water or catch his breath. He wiped his white clothes and started writing the medical record.

After more than ten minutes of in-hospital consultation and emergency first aid treatment, Meng Liangren finished his work and watched the nurse process the transfer to another department. Finally, he sent the printed electronic medical records and related information to the Department of Cardiology.

The office was quiet. The resident CEO was in a daze, wondering how a patient with paranoia could be diagnosed with a heart attack.

"Where's Lao Meng?" a familiar voice came.

"Professor Luo..." The hospital manager felt a little guilty. His previous doubts now seemed extremely stupid. He looked at Luo Hao awkwardly, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Send the patient for circulatory support?" Luo Hao asked.

"Well, the patient was just sent to the Department of Cardiology. Lao Meng wrote the medical record. I guess he went to deliver the paper medical record."

"Oh, I heard from Lao Meng that electrocardiogram is a typical one?"

"It's typical, ST-segment elevation. I think I'll need emergency surgery," the resident manager answered honestly.

"Okay, I'm glad you're okay. Thank you for your hard work." Luo Hao smiled and had no intention of changing clothes to take a look.

Once the patient is sent away, he becomes someone else's patient. It would be inappropriate to go up to him and give him instructions.

Seeing Luo Hao was about to leave, the hospital manager hurriedly asked, "Professor Luo! Wait a moment."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"Well, how do you judge that?" asked the resident manager.

"Huh? Didn't you learn it when you were in school?" Luo Hao wondered.

"..." The hospital manager felt that Luo Hao knew everything and was trying to trick him.

But when he looked up and saw Luo Hao's clear and transparent eyes, he felt confused.

"Oh, that's why we didn't talk about it. Our teacher said that if we encounter a patient suspected of having a mental illness, it is necessary to do an electrocardiogram."

"Especially in the emergency department, it's quite rare in the wards."

"When an acute myocardial infarction occurs, cardiac output decreases and brain tissue perfusion pressure decreases, causing brain dysfunction due to ischemia and hypoxia, especially when the hippocampus, limbic system and other brain tissue areas related to emotion control are damaged."

Luo Hao gave a brief explanation.

"But atypical myocardial infarction is mainly characterized by gastrointestinal symptoms." The resident manager asked in a daze.

"Not all of them. Psychiatric symptoms are also common, mainly apathy. There are not many cases of violent tendencies and persecution delusions." Luo Hao smiled. "In short, if the patient is feeling unwell, it's safer to do an ECG first."

"..."

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"Dad, we can't do our job anymore! Let's just close the hospital!"

(End of this chapter)