White armor

Chapter 360 It’s no use just listening to the boss, you have to experience it yourself
Luo Hao was silent.

When a doctor cannot empathize, this is what countless predecessors told Luo Hao when he first entered the clinic.

If I put myself in their shoes, I would probably become depressed within a few years.

But the situation this time is different from before.

Although Luo Hao was reluctant to come to the emergency room, he had seen many scenes where rescue efforts had failed, patients had died, and their families had been crying outside.

Some people cried bitterly; some collapsed and couldn't even stand up; some fainted directly; some only had crying sounds but no tears.

Luo Hao had seen all kinds of situations, but he had never seen the stubborn girl outside who was holding her youngest sister and pursing her lips.

She is like a little animal in the snow, lonely, stubborn and strong.

Luo Hao was silent, turned around and opened the door.

The girl stood at the door holding her youngest sister, watching without blinking.

Luo Hao opened the door and looked at the little girl.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, but just looked at Luo Hao quietly.

He held his youngest sister in one hand and held the remaining three brothers and sisters in his arms with the other hand, and was very wary of the outside world.

Luo Hao closed the door without speaking to the little girl.

The little girl didn't ask Luo Hao, and their eyes met.

"Xiao Luo, the patient has been admitted to the hospital. They said we can have dinner together when we have time." Feng Zixuan came up to him cheerfully.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses had already taken the patient to the hospital, but Feng Zixuan did not follow.

"Yeah." Luo Hao nodded with a slightly cold expression.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zixuan was surprised.

Luo Hao remained silent and walked out. After leaving the corridor of the emergency department, Luo Hao did not walk through the hospital, but walked out of the gate.

The sunshine after autumn is very bright and warm.

Feng Zixuan felt that Luo Hao's mood was a little strange. He roughly guessed what had happened, but that was why it made it even stranger.

What has a doctor not seen? Although Luo Hao is young, he has a lot of clinical experience, and it can even be said that he has rich clinical experience.

Luo Hao was usually in a stable mood, and he wasn't too sentimental or artistic. What happened? Why did he suddenly become depressed?

Luo Hao stood firm and briefly explained what had happened.

"Oh, is that so?" Feng Zixuan pondered.

Luo Hao turned back and looked into Feng Zixuan's eyes. Feng Zixuan thought for a moment and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll contact the city when I'm done. We have a connection with the welfare home. I'm familiar with their director."

“There are abandoned children every year?”

"Two or three a year, no more, no less, all sent to the welfare home." Feng Zixuan said, "I will visit the welfare home during the holidays. The people there who come to see the doctor are also VIPs."

This sentence sounds very ordinary, but it sounds a bit sad to Luo Hao.

If every level is not cleared, the abandoned children will have nowhere to go, and many works cannot be seen by others. In the silent corner, Feng Zixuan did not forget.

"Then I'll trouble you, Director Feng." Luo Hao bent slightly and bowed to express his respect to Feng Zixuan.

"Xiao Luo, similar things are not uncommon in hospitals. Many things are determined by fate. What about you?"

Luo Hao shook his head. "I've seen a lot of situations, but the little girl's eyes, like a little beast, touched me a little."

"Oh, don't think too much. Leave this to me and go do your work." Feng Zixuan said with a smile, "I'll report to you when I'm done."

"..." Luo Hao looked at Feng Zixuan helplessly. This was too familiar.

"Well, a hospital is a place where life and death are separated. It's different from a funeral home. People who go to a funeral home are mentally prepared, but you know about hospitals. Are you free after get off work?"

"Oh?"

"Isn't Zhuzi pregnant? I haven't visited her for a few days and I've been missing her so much. What's her name? Zhuda. There are billboards everywhere. It's a big deal."

"Okay, let's go together after get off work." Luo Hao smiled dryly.

Feng Zixuan could feel that Luo Hao was feeling a little low. He had always regarded Luo Hao as an old doctor with hidden talents and had long forgotten his age.

It seems he is still young, Feng Zixuan thought to himself.

"Xiao Luo, I once took care of a patient like this when I was still in clinical practice." Feng Zixuan found a place to sit down, thought for a while, and took off his white coat.

"Have a cigarette."

Luo Hao took out a cigarette, shook his wrist, and a cigarette "jumped" out.

"You don't smoke?"

"I seldom smoke, so I won't smoke for now." Luo Hao lit a cigarette for Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan took a nice puff and blew out a round smoke ring. It was obvious that he was also a heavy smoker in the past.

"That was a patient I was taking care of. He had an appendectomy. Two days after the surgery, he had passed gas and could drink porridge."

"One day when I was doing my ward rounds and chatting with a patient, his father asked him what he wanted to eat. The young man hesitated for a long time and said he wanted to eat fruit."

"At that time, I saw his father's expression changed. He was very embarrassed and a little awkward, you know."

Luo Hao nodded, and a picture appeared in front of him.

"After a while, I saw his father coming back from outside with two persimmons in his hands. Just two, one in each hand."

Luo Hao sighed.

"These days, similar incidents are rare. Twenty years ago, this kind of thing was everywhere. We still have to develop. Development is the only way forward."

Feng Zixuan consoled.

Although the content of his advice had nothing to do with the children in front of him, Luo Hao understood the underlying logic.

"Since I'm talking about that, there's one more thing. I was studying at West China University of Political Science and Law at the time, and a young man was sent here with swollen lower limbs and suffering from green train syndrome."

The so-called green train syndrome is not a common term. It is just that many people call it this in clinical practice and it has become a convention.

Simply put, it is a situation where people stand for too long, and in crowded places with no space to move, which leads to local blood circulation obstruction.

But in recent years, with the deployment of high-speed railways, similar patients have become fewer and fewer, and young doctors do not understand this disease.

So every time Luo Hao sees someone say that the high-speed rail has changed the taste of going home, he feels that those people should be stuffed into the green train station for thirty or forty hours so that they can truly feel what it feels like to go home.

"Have you heard of it?"

"Yeah, I've heard from the bosses." Luo Hao nodded. "In the past few years, when there were only green trains, everyone had to stand. It was impossible to go to the toilet. The toilet was full of people, and some people just peed in their pants."

"Haha, I didn't expect you actually knew that." Feng Zixuan was a little surprised.

"I've heard from the bosses that standing for a long time can cause problems with blood circulation in the lower limbs, which can lead to blood clots. In serious cases, amputation was necessary. There was no other solution."

"Well, the patient I received was in the emergency department of West China Hospital. The young man held my hand and asked me - I only have more than 200 yuan, how many days can I treat him? It's enough, he still has to work to earn money."

"My heart was broken at the time. There was light in the patient's eyes. I didn't know whether he was crying or thinking about his job."

"There are not many similar patients in recent years. I was very unhappy when Lao Liu was sentenced, but Lao Liu was hated for what he did. The Magic City has built a magnetic levitation train of dozens of kilometers. He took a different approach and smashed so many pots and bowls."

Feng Zixuan began to change the subject and talk about something else to distract Luo Hao's attention.

"Yes, I also encountered a similar patient. I went to the medical alliance with Director Qian for surgery. At that time, the medical alliance had just been established and it was quite new. I encountered a patient with external injuries. It was not serious and he just needed to rest for a while."

"At that time, the worker looked at the team leader or the contractor next to him. The man hesitated for a while and said, "Then you don't have to work this afternoon."

"With such a serious injury, you should not work in the afternoon. It seems like you have made a big decision."

Feng Zixuan took a puff of his cigarette and blew out three large smoke rings. "Life is much better now. I see that the mechanical dogs in your office are getting old. I guess in a few years, a lot of dangerous manual labor will be done by robots and robot dogs."

"At that time, some people will say that machines have taken away people's jobs." Luo Hao smiled.

"Hahaha, no matter what, I will never satisfy everyone. Because people all want to be the best. Kings, princes, generals, and ministers, are all born with different species. Tell me, this life can be tiring."

"By the way, a few days ago I saw a humanoid robot start to smash a wall. It looked pretty smooth."

"Everything will be fine slowly." Feng Zixuan smiled, the grievances accumulated over the years were finally resolved.
"Director Feng, send those children to the welfare home... I'll get some cash for you later." Luo Hao frowned and said in a deep voice, "The people in the welfare home will give you some red envelopes and ask them to help take care of them and not bully those children. The rest will be given to the oldest child."

Feng Zixuan did not reject Luo Hao's proposal.

This kind of thing may not sound nice, but it is an unspoken rule, and giving a red envelope is better than not giving anything.

Don't hit someone who smiles at you.

If Feng Zixuan meets someone who is greedy, he has enough ways to deal with him.

All the twists and turns here are somewhat dark and dirty. Feng Zixuan was too lazy to say more, and Luo Hao was even more unwilling to say more.

“Many things are determined by fate.”

"I know, Director Feng." Luo Hao smiled, "It's okay, I just felt down for a moment. Please help take care of me, I'm relieved."

"I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted, Xiao Luo."

"Me? I'm fine. I'm too soft-hearted to do clinical work. It was just that the kid's eyes looked a little strange today, and I..."

Luo Hao couldn't explain any further. Feng Zixuan smiled knowingly and put out his cigarette on the trash can. "Go back to work. Leave this to me. Don't worry."

When Luo Hao heard Feng Zixuan say don't worry, he was really relieved.

Luo Hao didn't say anything more and just got up and left.

Looking at Luo Hao's back, Feng Zixuan smiled. This young man who seemed invulnerable to swords and guns actually had a soft heart and weaknesses, which really surprised Feng Zixuan.

Still young.

Hearing it from your bosses and seeing it with your own eyes are two different things. Emotional fluctuations are inevitable. It’s all part of growing up.

Back in the department, Luo Hao waved.

"Meng, there is a balance in your card, right?"

"How much do you want? Professor Luo." Meng Liangren asked.

"5000 is enough."

“Yes, I save every month…”

Seeing Meng Liangren was about to report his income, Luo Hao quickly stopped him and said, "I will transfer 5000 yuan to you. Go get 5000 yuan in cash and give it to Director Feng."

"it is good."

Zhuang Yan was curious and wanted to ask why, but having been in the medical team for a while and having been on the margins of society, she did not ask this time. Instead, she tiptoed out of the office with Meng Liangren.

"What's wrong, Luo Hao?" Chen Yong asked directly.

"I went to the emergency department and saw a patient who died in a car accident, leaving behind five children. It was so pitiful." Luo Hao said calmly, "I asked Director Feng, and he sent the children to an orphanage. He gave them some money and told them to try not to be bullied there."

"You are too soft-hearted." Chen Yong said, "My master said that he is old and can't stand seeing these things, so he doesn't want to work in the medical industry anymore."

"From what your master said, he just earned enough money and didn't want to be on duty. Being on duty is so tiring, and he is so comfortable now. By the way, what does your master do?" Luo Hao asked.

"It is said that vertical screen short dramas are very popular recently. He took on a drama and is watching the fun on the set." "That's great." Luo Hao sighed at the inexplicable words.

"It's fine. My master said that there are a lot of temporary couples on the set, and someone even knocked on his door in the middle of the night." Chen Yong said with a smile. Everyone understood the smile on his face.

"Is it open?"

"No, my master is a coward, how could he dare to do that? If he had such an idea, he would have found a young nurse from the mine director to start a family long ago."

"It's good not to have a family. I can be alone and free."

“It’s actually pretty good to have a home.”

Luo Hao raised his head and looked at Chen Yong.

I didn't expect that a person who could walk through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf on him would say such words.

Old Liu is really capable. He can completely subdue a guy like Chen Yong.

It must be fate, otherwise Lao Liu wouldn’t be still unmarried at the age of over 30.

"Chen Yong, there is something I can't figure out, and there is no one around. Tell me the truth."

Luo Hao suddenly became serious.

"Hmm? Taoism? I don't know how to do it. It's all a lie. It's magic. Here, I'll change the playing cards for you."

Chen Yong's hand flashed in front of Luo Hao's eyes, and with a flip of his wrist, an Ace of Spades appeared in his palm.

Turn it over again and there is another poker card.

Turn again...

"Okay, okay. I know you're great. That's not what I'm asking."

"Then you say." Chen Yong picked up the poker on the ground and threw it into the trash can.

Judging from his expression and movements, these playing cards are probably not props and are not valuable.

Luo Hao looked around and saw that all the doctors had gone into surgery, but there were not many patients in Luo Hao's medical team today.

Some time ago, Luo Hao completed all the surgeries that needed to be performed, but the examinations on the patients that were admitted now have not been done yet.

There was no one in the office, so Luo Hao closed the door.

"What's going on? You're so sneaky." Chen Yong frowned.

"Come on, you had so many girlfriends in the past, what did you call them?" Luo Hao asked.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It's like this. I had a junior fellow in my lab who called the wrong name, and then something terrible happened. Compared to you, he is like a firefly compared to the bright moon, and yet he made such a big mistake."

Luo Hao also flattered Chen Yong a little bit.

"Ha, that's right." Chen Yong laughed, "Don't call me by my nickname. It's easy to get it wrong. Most people just call me baby."

Luo Hao gave a thumbs up.

"But there are also problems with calling people "baby" in general. If you call them that too much, they will really want you to treat them like a baby. For a while, I just called them by the last four digits of their phone number."

"!!!" Luo Hao was shocked, "9527?"

"You know what, there really is a girl whose cell phone number ends with 9527."

Luo Hao exclaimed, surprised.

"Just kidding, why are you asking this?" Chen Yong laughed.

"It's just a casual question. I think you're awesome!"

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you talking so sweetly? Do you have diabetes? Did you test it yourself? What?" Chen Yong said disdainfully, looking at Luo Hao in a daze.

While playing with Erhei, Luo Hao chatted with Chen Yong for a few words, and his mood improved a little.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door.

Luo Hao stood up and opened the door.

A familiar face appeared in front of Luo Hao.

Ma Zhuang!

"Huh? Manager Ma, why are you here?" Luo Hao was a little surprised. As he was in a bad mood today, he asked directly what was in his mind.

"Professor Luo, I just came to the Medical University to see a patient. I saw you in the emergency room just now." Ma Zhuang said politely.

It is a good idea not to hit a smiling person. Plus, after meeting Ma Zhuang on the beach in Cuba, there were fewer troubles, so Luo Hao's attitude towards this guy was pretty good.

"Come in, come in, Manager Ma." Luo Hao made way for her. "Are you here to accompany your elderly father to the hospital for a physical examination?"

Ma Zhuang was stunned and patted his head.

"I just forgot something. I forgot to take my mother for a physical examination. Thank you, Professor Luo, for reminding me. I was just worried these past few days and I forgot such a big thing."

Looking at the guy in front of him, Luo Hao highly suspected that the hyaluronic acid he injected into himself had entered his brain and did not move at all.

"Professor Luo, this is what happened. Didn't you say that complications would occur about a year after hyaluronic acid injections? That's why I always come to the hospital for checkups."

"Oh, haha, not everyone will have similar complications." Luo Hao smiled and looked at Ma Zhuang.

Although Luo Hao let him in, Luo Hao seemed to have an image in Ma Zhuang's mind that could not be disobeyed, and his waist gradually bent.

"Ouch~"

Just when Ma Zhuang bent down, it seemed that he reached a critical point and he cried out in pain.

"Hmm?" Luo Hao was a little unhappy and too lazy to use the auxiliary diagnosis AI. "Manager Ma, what's wrong with you?"

"I drank too much last night. Not long after I woke up, I had a headache and chest pain. My father died of a heart attack, so I started to get scared, afraid that I might be having a heart attack."

"Let me check the ECG. If there's anything wrong, I'll treat it. If there's nothing wrong, that's the best."

After hearing what Luo Hao said, Ma Zhuang took out the electrocardiogram and handed it to Luo Hao.

"Come in." Luo Hao walked in while looking around.

The electrocardiogram is normal, a standard sinus ECG.

"Manager Ma, the electrocardiogram is fine. As for other tests, they are not considered at your age." Luo Hao smiled, "You drank too much yesterday. Did you vomit a lot?"

"It's OK, not great."

"Are you having acid reflux?" Luo Hao asked habitually.

"Professor Luo, I don't have acid reflux, I just feel severe soreness on the left side of my body."

"You're drunk and still know how to lie on your left side? You have a good wife."

"Yes, yes! It's that Maomei who has been waiting for me to come back and knows how to take care of people." Ma Zhuang's face flushed when he heard Luo Hao praising him.

It was Maomei again. Luo Hao felt a little annoyed. He originally wanted to turn on the diagnostic assistance AI to take a look, but in the end he did nothing.

"If you drink too much, you should lie on your side. Otherwise, you may feel nauseous and vomit, which can easily lead to suffocation. A friend of mine died this way. He was not found until three days after his death, and his body was almost stinking." Ma Zhuang said.

Chen Yong looked at Ma Zhuang with a smile, looking him up and down.

"Manager Ma, you really value your life. It's not easy for you to come to the hospital for an electrocardiogram when you're so energetic and hungover."

"Isn't this a small amount of money? Rich people value their lives." Ma Zhuang said, raising his chin.

The word "rich" sounds extremely low when it comes out of Ma Zhuang's mouth.

But when he saw Luo Hao, he immediately lowered his head again, acting humble like an ordinary person.

"Manager Ma, tell your girlfriend to alternate between the left and right positions. Although sleeping in the same position all night is fine, it can still cause some minor problems. By the way, you slept pretty soundly after drinking too much."

"Well, they say I sleep like a corpse. I don't snore, and sometimes I don't even breathe."

Even this, you're still drinking? Luo Hao thought to himself.

"Did you do any other tests?"

"I took a blood test for myoglobin troponin, but the result isn't out yet. I'll give it to you when it comes out and you can take a look at it for me. I don't trust other doctors now. They are all quacks." Ma Zhuang said hatefully.

This flattery hits the horse right on the hoof.

Luo Hao doesn't buy it.

"Is Manager Ma still planning to go abroad?"

"I have to go. Money comes faster outside. It's hard to do anything in China now. I'll go out and try my luck while I'm still young and make more money." Ma Zhuang said, "The boss said that people only have a few chances to make money in their lifetime. They're fleeting. If you miss it, you'll miss it. There won't be a next time."

"That's true. Your boss Lou is quite capable."

"Yes, yes!"

When talking about Boss Lou, Ma Zhuang's eyes sparkled and it seemed that he admired Boss Lou to the extreme.

"My eldest brother dug coal when he was young. He didn't rely on his family's foundation, but built a fortune worth hundreds of millions with his own hands."

Hundreds of millions? Ma Zhuang seemed to have some misunderstanding about Boss Lou, Luo Hao thought.

"Although I'm dumb and can't learn well, I can't lose too many people to my boss. The opportunity has come, I have to seize the time. Besides, I recently summed up my experience, and what Boss Lou said is right, opportunities are indeed fleeting."

"I...cough cough cough~"

Ma Zhuang seemed a little excited and started coughing as he spoke.

Luo Hao heard that Ma Zhuang's breathing was a little heavier than when he first entered the room, but only a little bit. If his perception had not been digitally enhanced, he would not have noticed it at all.

Severe pneumonia?

Pulmonary embolism?
Muscle weakness?
Heart failure?

Countless possible diagnoses flashed through Luo Hao's mind.

"Huh? Why do I feel like Manager Ma has some problems with his breathing?" Chen Yong suddenly frowned.

Luo Hao was startled, but soon realized that Chen Yong was not an ordinary person. He had used a cheat, and Chen Yong was a cultivator, so it was not surprising that he could sense it.

"It's a little troublesome to breathe, just a little bit." Ma Zhuang spoke in a strange way, as if he was itchy all over, but he scratched it and moved his hand away as soon as it touched the skin.

"Come, let me listen to it for you." Chen Yong took out a stethoscope, sat on a chair and slid in front of Ma Zhuang.

"Put the clothes on." Chen Yong held up the stethoscope and said impatiently, "Don't hesitate like a woman."

Ma Zhuang pulled up the clothes as he was told, and Chen Yong pressed the head of the stethoscope against Ma Zhuang's chest.

"Ah~~~"

A scream.

Luo Hao was stunned. It hurts so much? No, Ma Zhuang is sick, and it's not a minor illness!
(End of this chapter)