White armor

Chapter 379 I admire you
When Fang Xiao saw Zhuang Yan shaking her head while modifying the medical records, he was stunned.

Title——【Record of the Seventeenth Consultation.】

17th time! Oh my god, there are so many!!
Fang Xiao has been a clinical practitioner for more than 20 years, but he has never met a patient who needed seventeen consultations.

This is too exaggerated.

Occasionally there are patients in the ICU who need multiple consultations, but no one labels each consultation and records it in detail.

Is the daughter of Dean Zhuang doing such meticulous clinical work? It is different from my stereotype.

Fang Xiao continued to read.

Participants in the consultation: Chai Peng (retired expert of Union Hospital, vice president of the Academy of Engineering, video consultation), Qian Guangming (director of hepatobiliary surgery of Union Hospital, video consultation)...

One after another, well-known names appear.

Fang Xiao felt his eyes were a little blurry, with countless golden stars twinkling.

What kind of patient needs Mr. Chai and Director Qian to participate in 17 consultations? !

And every consultation must be recorded in detail.

This medical record is too detailed and is sufficient to cover all the examinations.

The thought of how much trouble I could save if I had a doctor like this came flooding back to me.

Fang Xiao's eyes turned red as he watched.

"Old Meng, I have finished writing the consultation paper. Can you help me take a look to see if there is anything I have forgotten?" Zhuang Yan greeted Meng Liangren happily, shaking her high ponytail.

Her tone did not show any unhappiness from being tortured by tedious clinical work, but was full of joy.

Can you have fun writing medical records? Like going to a disco? Fang Xiao didn't know how to comment on this.

However, looking at Zhuang Yan's swaying high ponytail, Fang Xiao could tell that this girl's happiness came from the heart.

"Okay, you do something else first, I'll take a look." Meng Liangren opened the workstation.

But he didn't look at it on the computer. Instead, he printed out the seventeenth consultation record that Zhuang Yan had just finished writing.

Meng Liangren took out a ballpoint pen.

The name on the pen is clearly visible, and the three words "Meng Liangren" are quite eye-catching.

Fang Xiao stared at it in amazement. Did the medical team even have such advanced ballpoint pens? !
In the hospital, the easiest thing to lose is pens. Each pen is a doctor’s precious treasure, and it is difficult to determine its owner in the end.

But Meng Liangren has a ballpoint pen with his own signature!
This……

Fang Xiao's envy and jealousy reached its peak again.

"Xiao Meng." Fang Xiao swallowed hard and asked in a hoarse voice, "You are so careful, but did you lose your ballpoint pen? Is the pen custom-made?"

"Hey." Meng Liangren turned the ballpoint pen in his hand a few times and said proudly, "Here, Professor Luo gave it to me on my birthday."

"Tsk, tsk."

"But even if my name is printed on it, it will be lost." Meng Liangren replied with a smile, "Director Fang, guess how far away the pen with my name printed on it has gone?"

"The department next door." Fang Xiao replied immediately.

"Hey, how come."

“That’s intervention…”

"No, no, no, I mean how can it be that close? The farthest this pen has been found is the Affiliated Hospital of Southern Medical University."

"What?!" Fang Xiao was stunned.

"There are two ways. The first is that Professor Yun Taiyun from Union Hospital came to consult, perform surgery, and put the pen in his pocket when he was writing and took it back to Union Hospital."

"I saw it with my own eyes. If I wasn't embarrassed, I would definitely ask for the pen back."

A complicated expression appeared on Meng Liangren's square face.

"Then how did you get to the South?"

"Professor Yun has his own graduate students. After graduation, he went to work there and took the pen with him by chance. One time, they called me via video to ask how to write a paper. I saw my name written on the ballpoint pen he used in the video!"

"!!!"

Fang Xiao was speechless.

"The other one was that Xiaozhuang's classmate came to see her and stole my pen. I have to give Professor Luo some advice when I have time. How could a top student who graduated from a medical university steal my ballpoint pen?"

"Old Meng, you are so stingy." Zhuang Yan made a face.

"This is the ballpoint pen Professor Luo gave me!"

The ballpoint pen turned several circles between Meng Liangren's fingers.

Where does a ballpoint pen flow?
Three thousand miles to search for notes?

Fang Xiao thought in a daze.

When Meng Liangren saw that Fang Xiao stopped talking, he turned around and began to review Zhuang Yan's consultation records.

While reading, Meng Liangren circled on an A4 paper and wrote down his opinions.

Rigorous and serious to the extreme.

Fang Xiao just stared at it in a daze. In his opinion, the consultation record written by Zhuang Yan was almost perfect.

But Meng Liangren still found fault with everything and kept looking for problems.

In Fang Xiao's opinion, those points were dispensable, but Meng Liangren still picked them out and marked them.

"Xiao Zhuang, the medical records are getting better and better." Meng Liangren said with satisfaction, "Here, just go back and revise these few points and it will be almost done."

Zhuang Yan would be angry. After all, the senior attending physician in the group was finding fault with everything, which for those born in the 00s was already considered as workplace pua.

The post-00s nowadays have bad tempers and don’t tolerate anyone. They are the type that won’t even give a good face to the boss.

Fang Xiao thought vaguely in his heart.

What's more, Zhuang Yan is the daughter of Dean Zhuang Yongqiang.

Can she bear it?
I can't stand it myself.

"Okay!" Zhuang Yan shook her high ponytail and said with a smile, "Old Meng, I'm awesome, right?"

"Great, you're making progress every day." Meng Liangren smiled and praised, "But I'm just an elite monster. Once you pass my level, there's still Professor Luo's level to go."

"My senior brother won't read my medical records carefully."

"You are wrong." Meng Liangren said seriously, "I was transferred from the infectious disease hospital. I was not sure how long I could work in the medical team. Professor Luo didn't want to waste his time and effort on me."

"Later, seeing that I was okay, they kept me. I made some changes to the details myself. Professor Luo has been very busy recently, so he let things take their own course if he knew nothing would go wrong."

"Xiao Zhuang, you are different."

Fang Xiao stood there, listening to Meng Liangren's story in a daze.

"What's the difference?"

"You are a blank sheet of paper, nothing has been written on it yet. Unlike me, I have been filled with all kinds of messy things. Professor Luo will definitely train you to be what he wants you to be. You will have to work with Professor Luo for decades."

"Lao Meng, why did I suspect that you were driving?" Chen Yong turned around, his mask bulging.

"Driving? No way, no way. I'm just telling the truth. Professor Luo must be very strict with Xiaozhuang, but strictness has its advantages." Meng Liangren had already started to dodge and no longer responded to Chen Yong's words.

"It's okay! I'm very good!!" Zhuang Yan happily took the consultation record revised by Meng Liangren and started to revise it.

Fang Xiao looked at Zhuang Yan's submissive appearance, tears welling up in her eyes.

Such highly obedient residents are rare anywhere.

It is said that she seems to be a master's degree student of Peking University School of Medicine...

This kind of resident doctor is more valuable than gold. If he can work overtime, he is simply a natural ox or horse.

No, how could Zhuang Yan work overtime? Fang Xiao smiled awkwardly in his heart.

Professor Luo's medical team from top to bottom is what Fang Xiao desires.

The big boss is busy doing scientific research, the small boss is busy writing papers, the senior attending physician has a perfect grasp of the patient's psychology, and the resident doctor writes excellent medical records.

How nice it would be if they were all mine!

Fang Xiao swallowed.

"Lao Fang, are you hungry?" Chen Yong asked.

"Ah? I'm not hungry."

"Why are you drooling? Is there food in the office? Or are you craving for dog meat after seeing Erhei?"

"Oh, forget it. Ever since my son insisted on getting a dog, I haven't eaten dog meat since then." Fang Xiao sighed, "If dog meat is rolled three times, even gods can't stand still. But there's nothing I can do. If I eat dog meat and go home, my Sprite will cry."

"Puff~" Chen Yong couldn't help laughing, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"I'm free to do it."

"Okay, Lao Meng, are you going to eat?"

"I can't help it. I'm writing medical records with Xiaozhuang. Professor Luo said that the scientific research documents will be delivered today. I'll take the time to read them and write them carefully. Don't let the operation be stopped because of problems with the homework documents."

“???” Fang Xiao was puzzled.

If you, the chief physician, need to work overtime to write medical records, then just do it. Why are you dragging Zhuang Yan along?

But when Fang Xiao looked back, Zhuang Yan was still shaking her high ponytail and editing her medical records, and she seemed to have no objection to working overtime.

Is this still a post-00s generation?

It's like an old doctor who has to bear the burden of mortgage and car loan, and whose children need various remedial classes. He is suffering so much and does not have the carefree spirit of a young person at all.

"Xiao Meng, has the medical team been working overtime?" Fang Xiao asked.

"Not really. Professor Luo didn't say that. I'm in the hospital because I have sleep disorders. I only get 2-4 hours of sleep a day. I'm an old bachelor with nothing to do at home, so I just carefully studied the medical records." Meng Liangren explained with a smile.

"Xiao Zhuang has just arrived at the hospital and is still getting used to the medical team's workflow. He won't have to work overtime in a while."

"..."

There are actually such natural cows and horses! Fang Xiao really wanted to tie Meng Liangren back to his own hospital.

The burning heart reached its peak again.

"It's still early for me. Besides, it's just writing a medical record, so it doesn't count as overtime." Zhuang Yan said with her high ponytail swinging.

"Does your dad have any objections?" Fang Xiao asked tentatively.

"I don't know." Zhuang Yan replied, "He always looks like his father wherever he goes, whether it's my dad or Lao Meng. Lao Meng is a little better. I feel that he is a little better in the hospital than at home."

"..."

"Except when Professor Luo is busy and asks me to communicate with my dad about something, I usually don't want to go home."

Oh fuck, by the way, Zhuang Yan actually has this use.

I admire it. I admire it.

"Lao Fang, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"I won't go. I'll just experience the culture of overtime work in the hospital."

"Don't talk nonsense. What cultural atmosphere? Overtime is a culture in your family. That is the evil old society. It is the exploitation of the working class by capitalists. It is inhumane. Where do you sit?" Chen Yong started talking nonsense.

"Then why are you still working overtime?" Fang Xiao bravely asked the truth.

"Luo Hao gave a lot!"

Gan!
"I have money, a job title, and a future. If it were you, you wouldn't work overtime! My master said that if he had money, a job title, and a future when he was young, he wouldn't have fought against thousands of people to cross the single-plank bridge."

"What? Your master?" Fang Xiao was stunned. "Yes, I was surrounded by beauties. My master wrote this." Chen Yong's face was full of pride, which could not be hidden even by the N95 mask.

"..."

Fang Xiao was speechless after hearing what Chen Yong said.

They are paid for overtime work, given papers and research, and have the chance to become one of the original members of the Academy of Engineering.

How about not working overtime?

Nonsense.

I can bring my bedding to the hospital and live in the hospital every day. If I leave, I would be considered a non-human.

Professor Luo gave a lot, and this is true.

"Busy." Shen Zizai appeared at the door with a smile on his face.

"Director Shen." Chen Yong immediately stood up and expressed his respect for Shen Zizai with practical actions.

Unlike when he first arrived, Chen Yong gradually became more "greasy" under Luo Hao's influence.

"Busy, busy." Shen Zizai pushed Chen Yong into his seat. "Xiao Luo is going to work on a new project, so my classmate insisted on coming to see it. I just took him to the Funiu Mountain Trail to take a look. There are too many people on Central Avenue. It's not even the Ice and Snow Festival yet, so why are there so many people?"

"Now the river bank is full of people every day."

Chen Yong smiled and glanced at the man next to Shen Zizai, nodded slightly, turned around and sat down.

When he reached back, Chen Yong knocked down a pen next to the laptop and it fell to the ground.

Fang Xiao saw Chen Yong's name written on the pen.

When he returned, he would buy a set of pens for each of his doctors and nurses! Fang Xiao felt that this advanced experience was worth learning.

It doesn’t cost much, but the doctors and nurses under me have to think highly of themselves every time they use the pen.

Not only do you have to buy a pen, you also have to write "General Surgery Department, Changnan People's Hospital" and your own name.

Maybe this pen will appear in Concord Hospital.

Just as Fang Xiao was fantasizing, Chen Yong bent down to pick up the pen, his right hand seemed to move, and then Chen Yong's body froze.

“???” Fang Xiao thought he had seen it wrong, and he rubbed his eyes.

"Director Shen, where did you take your classmates?"

"In the Taoist temple on Mount Funiushan, Taoist Priest Qi knew that my name was Shen Zizai, and he specially prepared a vegetarian meal for the two of us."

Chen Yong's expression immediately turned serious.

"You didn't go anywhere else?"

"No." Shen Zizai was stunned. He looked at Chen Yong in confusion. He had no idea what Chen Yong was talking about.

Chen Yong hesitated for a few seconds and picked up his phone.

"Luo Hao, I feel something is wrong. By the way, Director Shen, are you two feeling unwell now?" Chen Yong asked.

"No." Shen Zizai answered subconsciously.

"I may be exhausted. I have a headache. It will be fine after a good sleep. When you get old, climbing mountains is really a torture." Shen Zizai's classmate said.

"Director Shen..."

Chen Yong simply repeated what Shen Zizai had just said, and then said in a firm tone, "Do you have time over there? If you do, come back. If not, I'll bring Director Shen's classmates to find you."

"Okay, I'll come find you then. No, no, no, I just dropped my pen. I did some calculations and there's something wrong."

"alright, please wait."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yong looked into Shen Zizai's eyes and said seriously, "Director, let's go find Luo Hao."

"???"

"???"

Shen Zizai and his classmates were stunned. What happened?
"It's hard to explain it in a few words. Think about what you two did on the way."

The way he said this sounded like a police officer questioning a suspect. Chen Yong's previous gentle tone disappeared and he began to become serious unconsciously.

Fang Xiao was stunned. He had no idea what Chen Yong was doing.

But Shen Zizai was only slightly puzzled, turned around and pulled his classmate, "Let's go to Gongda."

"Are we going to the lab? I feel a little uncomfortable, Lao Shen. I need to take a break."

"Let's go now." Shen Zizai was very firm and pulled his classmate directly out.

Chen Yong followed behind him, and the office instantly became quiet.

Fang Xiao looked left and right, not knowing what was going on.

"Xiao Meng, what's wrong?" Fang Xiao asked.

"I do not know."

"Don't make it."

Meng Liangren and Zhuang Yan said in unison.

The two of them had no intention of watching the fun. They just sat there and wrote medical records, and had no intention of gossiping with Fang Xiao.

Fang Xiao hesitated for a moment and followed him downstairs.

"Director, please think carefully and see if there is anything you want to say." Chen Yong asked again seriously.

"Different? He has external injuries?" Shen Zizai pondered, then said to Chen Yong, "Xiao Chen, what's the hexagram? Is there a problem?"

Hexagram?

If these words had not come from the director of the First Hospital of Medical University, a well-known expert in the province, Fang Xiao would have turned and left.

What is this all about?
Hospital, this is a hospital! What's the point of fortune-telling? The key is that Director Shen Zizai still believes it firmly. He does whatever Chen Yong says.

Just kidding?
Or are you planning to play a trick on yourself?

Fang Xiao stood in the elevator, trying hard to recall every detail.

It is impossible that he is playing a prank on himself. He is the director of a municipal hospital, and a deputy director at that. How could Shen Zizai have the mood to do that?

"It's very dangerous, but there is hope. Hurry up!" Chen Yong said sternly.

Shen Zizai's classmates and Fang Xiao didn't know what the two were talking about. They just stared at them in confusion.

"Director, what do you mean by trauma?"

"We went for a stroll in the back mountain, next to the stream where the bamboo shoots were bathing. He lost his balance and fell into the stream." Shen Zizai scratched his head, frowned, searched his memory, and narrated the "current medical history."

"Then it could be caused by trauma."

"Don't you need to stay in the hospital for a check-up first?" Fang Xiao couldn't help but ask.

If you are sick, go to the hospital first. This is basic common sense.

But the superior hospital actually told fortunes first... Fang Xiao really couldn't accept it.

"We have to let Luo Hao see it. As for others, I can't see any problem. It's not possible either. It is said that we just went to Funiu Mountain to burn incense, so there is some spiritual energy there." Chen Yong said to himself.

Getting in the car, Shen Zizai fastened his seat belt.

Fang Xiao stood below, with a sad face, "How about I stay in the trunk?"

Chen Yong had taken off his mask and glanced at Fang Xiao. "Old Fang, you sit over there and get in the car by yourself. What are you talking about the trunk? You are not Erhei. If you get into the trunk, our car will be considered an operating vehicle and you will be fined if you are caught."

"Who is this?"

"The director of the general surgery department of Changnan People's Hospital, the deputy is waiting to take over. It is the hospital that invited Luo Hao to Feidao and was complained about."

"..."

Fang Xiao really wanted to go back to Changnan to find trouble with that person. Would he have to add this term to his name in the future?
"Oh." Shen Zizai didn't care and drove straight to the University of Technology.

It’s less than 5 kilometers and takes more than ten minutes to drive there.

Chen Yong and others came to the door of the laboratory, and Luo Hao came out a minute later.

He was wearing a sterile suit and looked like an imaginary scientist.

"Director, what's wrong?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.

For some reason, even Fang Xiao felt a little more at ease after seeing Luo Hao. Luo Hao was like a walking tranquilizer, calming his anxious mood unconsciously.

Shen Zizai briefly recounted what had happened.

"Hello, Mr. Liu. I'll examine you. The conditions here are limited, so you'll have to go back to do some of the examinations."

"Professor Xiao Luo, I'm fine. I might have caught a cold." Shen Zizai's classmate explained.

"Oh, let's check it out first. It's not an external injury. In our medical documents, it's called a history of freshwater exposure."

"What?"

Shen Zizai, his classmates, Chen Yong, and Fang Xiao had never heard of this name.

"Fresh water has parasites, especially in wild fresh water." Luo Hao explained while examining Shen Zizai's classmate, "Because of the accelerated urbanization now, fresh water exposure history is rare, but the bosses often mention it, saying how it was in the past."

"Chen Yong discovered it early, and there is nothing abnormal now. Keep close observation within 24 hours. If epilepsy occurs, do a lumbar puncture immediately." Luo Hao said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay once it's discovered."

What kind of words are these? It's okay if you find out?!

"Headache, nausea and fatigue are the initial symptoms. Generally, there will be epileptic seizures within 5 days, but don't worry, the treatment is not difficult. The most difficult part of this disease is diagnosis. As long as it can be diagnosed in time, it will be cured soon."

"What disease is that?" Shen Zizai's classmates were a little unconvinced.

"Looking at the symptoms, it should be Naegleria fowleri. After 24 hours, it will transform into the amoeba form and can be detected."

"In fact, there are already preliminary symptoms, but our hospital's equipment is not good enough to detect them."

"When people swim or come into contact with polluted water, the water invades the nasal cavity, passes through the nasal mucosa and cribriform plate, and enters the brain through the olfactory nerve."

"..."

"..."

"Teacher Liu, haven't you noticed that you already have mild ataxia?" Luo Hao asked.

"I think he fell into the creek and froze. It's already autumn, and it's cold."

"It's not a spasm, it's ataxia, but it's relatively mild and easy to be ignored. The common Naegleria fowleri doesn't progress so quickly..." Luo Hao pondered, but then smiled, "Treat the disease first. I'm busy these days, so I'll trouble Director Shen to observe it more."

"it is good."

"Then I'll change and go in."

"You go and do your work. I will live with Lao Liu these days and can take you to the hospital at any time." Shen Zizai said.

After leaving and getting in the car, Shen Zizai's classmates were a little unhappy, even though Chen Yong was sitting right behind them.

"Zizai, is this the genius doctor you mentioned? And he wants to be the youngest academician of the two academies?"

"Yes."

"You can't even tell the difference between muscle spasms and ataxia caused by hypothermia?"

"..." Shen Zizai remained silent.

Shen Zizai's classmate stretched out his hand and pointed it at the tip of his nose, "Look, I'll show you."

The fingers move back and rest on the cheekbones.

"what?"

(End of this chapter)