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Chapter 436: Does the patient with ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm still have a long life?

Chapter 436: Does the patient with ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm still have a long life?
The lead helmet, lead clothes, and lead skirt were all taken over by the intelligent robot dog. Its movements were smooth without any sluggishness.

In terms of the fluency of movements, she is no worse than Zhuang Yan.

"Ga!" Zhuang Yan was stunned and looked up and down at the updated robot dog.

"How is it? It will transform." Luo Hao said with a smile.

Dr. Jason's eyes widened as he stared at the robot dog, not knowing how to describe his feelings.

The robot dog suddenly stood up and scared him, and Jason felt like he had entered the world of the Terminator.

Although the robot dog, which is a dog when lying down and a "human" when standing up, is still a little crude, its movements of taking on the lead jacket are very steady, and it seems that it has already "read" similar scenes skillfully.

Moreover, Luo Hao doesn’t care about the size of the creature. He only cares about whether it is useful or not. He is a typical pragmatist.

So it is understandable that the robot dog looks weird when it extends its two robotic arms.

Shashasha~~~
The robot dog went to the room where the lead clothes were hung.

Usually this job was done by Zhuang Yan. Now her hands were empty and she felt empty inside as well.

I was replaced by a robot dog? I am afraid that I am one of the first humans whose jobs are replaced by AI machines.
Zhuang Yan teased herself in her heart.

She was just about to see if the robot dog could hang the lead suit securely when Dr. Jason rushed over.

The robot dog walked towards the room where the lead clothes were hung with a ruthless step. Its neck made a rustling sound. It looked around, found a suitable empty clothes hanger, and walked over.

That’s absolutely right!

The whole process was extremely smooth.

Zhuang Yan and Dr. Jason looked on in amazement.

After the robot dog finds the place to hang the lead coat, it hangs up the lead coat first, then the lead skirt, and then small items such as the lead hat and lead neck collar.

Every step was smooth and steady, with delicate movements, even better than those of the average clumsy intern.

After doing all this, the robot lay down, a rustling sound was heard, and several parts changed slightly, turning into a robot dog.

Zhuang Yan stared blankly at the robot dog lying on the ground.

If this were to be dressed in a cosplay outfit that looked exactly like the bamboo, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

I guess it was because of the disinfection of the operating room, so the senior brother didn't cosplay it into a robot panda.

"Oh my God!"

Amid Dr. Jason's exclamation, the robot dog walked towards Luo Hao without caring about anyone.

It even knew to avoid Zhuang Yan and Jason, and the process was smooth and soft, as if it was an intern who had just arrived in the operating room, timid but very perceptive.

Zhuang Yan felt mixed emotions.

She can gain a foothold in the medical team without having to do these odd jobs, instead of relying on her own old man.

However, Zhuang Yan had already been helping her senior brother to wear lead vests for half a year, and she was still not used to it when the job was suddenly taken over by a robot dog.

It seems that I have to hurry up, because soon the robot dog may stand up and work as an instrument nurse in the catheterization room.

Then come the assistants and the operators.

The whole process should take several years or even more than ten years, but Zhuang Yan knows that her senior brother definitely has the patience and execution ability.

Does it take any skills to stand up on stage?

It should be that all the technical difficulties do not exist at all, just like the robot dog standing up to help the senior brother put on the lead clothes.

The operator is still a little difficult, but...
With my senior brother here, this little difficulty is nothing.

If I don’t work harder, I’ll be surpassed by a dog! A sense of crisis rose in my heart.

Zhuang Yan followed behind the robot dog and asked, "Brother, why do I feel like it walks strangely?"

"It was originally designed to cosplay bamboo. After putting on the outer coat, the cosplay bamboo looks much more pleasing to the eye." After Luo Hao waited for the robot dog to come back, he took it to see the result of hanging the lead coat.

Luo Hao was quite satisfied with this.

“Is it a robot dog or a robot?”

"It doesn't matter whether it's a human or a dog." Luo Hao was quite happy. He wrote down a few points that needed improvement, which could be considered nitpicking, and then went to change his clothes happily.

There has been a breakthrough in the scenarios involving robot dogs. The next step is for the robot dogs to adapt to compression and hemostasis, replacing Lao Meng's job in the interventional catheterization room.

As for transporting patients, Luo Hao was still quite cautious.

If the robot dog malfunctions and accidentally drops a patient to the ground, it would be a medical accident.

Similar incidents occur frequently across the country every year under artificial circumstances. Similar incidents have occurred at both the Donglian Mining Headquarters and the First Hospital of Medical University.

But that's manual work, and everyone understands what it means to make mistakes in a hurry. Even if they don't understand, the hospital can accept it.

If it is replaced by a robot, all kinds of doubts will be overwhelming, and it will definitely be on the hot search. As for the hospital, Zhuang Yongqiang may not be able to say anything about himself, but the subsequent work will be a little more difficult.

Luo Hao is quite cautious about this.

But no matter what, today is a new step forward. The robot dog can transform and can help with some small chores.

It may seem unimportant, but it is actually a solid step forward.

"Professor Luo." Seeing Luo Hao changing clothes, Fan Dongkai walked over and asked stutteringly.

"What's wrong, Lao Fan?"

“Robot dog, is it real?”

"It's true, you..." Luo Hao thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, with clear muscle lines on his body, "Is that so? The one you can think of is the Terminator, right?"

Fan Dongkai and Dr. Jason nodded at the same time.

"In the Terminator movie, Skynet's computing power is 60Tflop/s, which is 60 trillion floating-point operations per second."

"But the RTX 4090 can reach 3.15Tflops at 100 GHz."

"This has been going on for a few years. I know that several domestic companies are running data in this area, and it seems that there has been a breakthrough."

"What? Over 4090?"

"It won't be possible within five years, and the name of that company is a bit unreliable."

"what company?"

"Shenzhen is not afraid of the slanting shadow but the limited liability company."

"..."

"..."

The name of a company and its homophonic pun directly filled Fan Dongkai and Jason's brains.

Luo Hao made a small joke and turned around and said, "The Terminator was a science fiction conjecture back then. 60 trillion floating-point operations per second was already quite bold, but look at it, decades later, Skynet's computing speed now can't even run a black monkey to open the light cone."

Jason said he didn't understand Luo Hao's pun, but Fan Dongkai said he didn't understand the number of 60 trillion floating-point operations per second.

"The robot dog is still evolving. In the next step, it will be able to do more things."

"For example, writing medical records?" Fan Dongkai asked.

"???" Luo Hao had never thought about this. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "I was wrong!"

"???"

"It shouldn't have been used in the operating room first. I input the medical records from the Union Medical College Medical Records Database. I'm better at writing medical records, reading electrocardiograms, and reading films than you, Lao Fan."

Gan!
Fan Dongkai stared at Luo Hao with wide eyes.

Am I going to be eliminated before I even join the medical team?

When Luo Hao said that his level was higher than his own, Fan Dongkai actually believed it.

When it comes to surgery, robot dogs should have evolved for several or even dozens of generations. But when it comes to diagnosis, given Luo Hao's diagnostic level at Union Hospital...

Fan Dongkai thought of the medical record in which Meng Liangren "provoked" him.

Luo Hao knew that the patient in his 90s had drunk pesticides. If it were him, he would probably not be able to find the cause until the very end.

"Okay, okay, let's do it." Luo Hao was a little excited. His upper body was covered by the warm light of the late autumn sun, as if his whole body was glowing.

"Is he going to replace doctors with robots?" Jason asked Fan Dongkai.

"Yes." Fan Dongkai was in a heavy mood, but still answered truthfully.

"This is absolutely crazy!" Dr. Jason was also stunned.

But the robot dog that he had just seen "helping" him to hang the lead vest was still vivid in his mind, and Dr. Jason knew that Luo Hao was likely to accomplish such a task.

Ai diagnosis has been online for a long time and is still running in various scenarios. Not many people are using it now, but there will definitely be more and more in the future.

From this perspective, Luo Hao is not the first person to try something new, but he is the one who took the biggest step.

Dr. Jason suddenly felt that coming to China was not a wrong choice. Thinking of this, the image of his eldest son flashed through his mind.

My mood suddenly became low.

Luo Hao saw the change in Dr. Jason's mood and said, "Jason, go to Hotong to play with bamboo in a few days."

"what?"

"There is an expert in Moritz's team from the Max Planck Institute who has a special liking for giant pandas. He has told me twice that he will go there this weekend."

Big bear cat?
Jason tried hard to forget the unhappy things.

In fact, it is impossible to forget. The best ending is to bury it deeply in your heart.

Although I don't know when it will appear, and I have to prick myself with a needle from time to time, causing myself excruciating pain, it is better than living in pain all my life.

"it is good."

"Go." Luo Hao patted the head of the robot dog that had been following him and said softly.

The robot dog turned around and left the locker room with a step that showed no regard for anyone.

"What's it doing?" Jason asked.

"It will charge itself and go into hibernation until I wake it up next time."

When talking about the robot dog, Luo Hao was very excited and started to talk about how the one with a gun on it was just a primary form and would never be used in actual combat. As for the real combat form, Luo Hao had his own ideas.

Luo Hao is not a fan of the humanoid technology route. He prefers biological forms such as spiders, octopuses, and centipedes.

As for the hospital, there is nothing we can do about it. We have to take it step by step.

Otherwise, if the patient saw two octopus doctors performing surgery on him, given his current condition, he would be frightened to death.

That would be something even more terrifying than the horror hospital. Luo Hao was not prepared to take too big a step. After all, it would be bad if he got into trouble.

After returning to the ward, Luo Hao took Meng Liangren to check the rooms.

Erhei is indeed black, and was played by Meng Liangren.

After Luo Hao returned, he assembled another robot dog and cosplayed as Bamboo, and a brand new robot panda appeared.

Luo Hao did not tell the command to wake up the robot panda. Only he and Chen Yong knew it.

Chen Yong has no special preference for the robot panda, and he won't play with it like Meng Liangren does. While waiting for the meeting at three o'clock, Luo Hao leisurely played with his robot panda, occasionally editing a message, and no one knew who he was communicating with.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Xiao Luo, there's an emergency consultation going on stage, please accompany me." Shen Zizai called.

He walked quickly but his expression was relaxed.

Luo Hao also knew that when an emergency consultation was conducted on stage, the interventional department would usually be contacted for a quick look and a consultation record would be written.

Surgical operations are rarely performed in hybrid operating rooms, and patients have no chance of undergoing interventional treatment.

"Okay." Luo Hao snapped his fingers, and Erhei lay down in his nest to recharge.

"What patient, Director?" Chen Yong came over and asked.

"It was a ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm. He was said to be already dying when he went on stage, but his family would not accept it, so Director Feng took over and performed the surgery."

"Oh, let's just go and take a look." Chen Yong was a little disappointed.

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"What are you doing?"

"I want to see surgical operations. It's an idea I just came up with, and I haven't told Luo Hao yet. I think Luo Hao will definitely do something after he goes to 912." Chen Yong said vaguely.

"Haha, you're quite ambitious." Shen Zizai said with a smile.

Chen Yong just smiled and said nothing.

When I arrived at the operating room's locker room, Chen Yan was changing his clothes.

The consultation on the stage is for a patient who has already died, and everyone comes to take a look, which is considered a "collective decision."

There was nothing that no one understood. Everyone nodded to each other implicitly without even laughing. After all, the patient had died and the occasion was serious. It was not appropriate to laugh and joke.

After changing clothes, they entered the operating room one after another.

Director Xu was standing in the operating position wearing sterile clothing, discussing the patient's condition with the doctor who had come for consultation earlier.

"At 13:46, the 120 emergency department sent the patient to the emergency room, and it was determined that the patient had a ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm..."

Luo Hao moved sideways to Feng Zixuan's side in the corner and listened to the report on his condition with his ears perked up.

The patient's condition was very clear. He was already dying after being sent to the hospital, but his family members disagreed. They felt that something was missing if they didn't rescue him.

Jin Rongcan was found at home, and under the arrangement of Director Jin, he was given emergency treatment and entered the operating room.

The operation lasted only 17 minutes and the patient was determined to be clinically dead.

After all, Dean Jin has given a heads-up, so we should be cautious and find a consultation table for "collective decision-making."

There's nothing anyone can do when faced with something like this. It's a real-life performance that helps the patient's family members change their emotions from being unacceptable to being acceptable.

Everyone has encountered similar things.

"Xiao Luo, you have to speak at the medical meeting later."

"Ah? I still want to speak?"

"An expert from the world's top hospital came to submit a proposal, and you didn't say anything? If this happened ten years ago, your report would have been published in the capital. It's just that there have been too many world-class experts in recent years, so it's not very noticeable. But this is the first time in our hospital."

Feng Zixuan was speechless at Luo Hao's realization.

It was a big deal to be in front of people, so he had to say something. But looking at Luo Hao's expression, it seemed that this bastard didn't want to say a word.

"It's awkward, forget it." Luo Hao smiled, "I'll go and take Lao Fan and Doctor Jason away later."

This... is too sloppy, Feng Zixuan thought to himself.

But since Luo Hao said so, there is no need to force it.

There were still some flaws in the arrangement, and no one told Xiao Luo that he would speak. Feng Zixuan knew that this world was just a makeshift team, but this was too sloppy.

If you don't follow your own lead, there will always be problems of one kind or another. Feng Zixuan feels helpless.

"There's no hope. Close the chest." Someone gave the final verdict. "But don't worry, let's go out and talk to the patient's family first, one step at a time. Half an hour, maybe, Old Xu, go talk to the patient's family."

Everyone knew that this was how things were supposed to go, and no one was surprised.

"Let's go, Xiao Luo, I'll go talk to the patient's family, and then we'll go to the meeting." Feng Zixuan turned and left.

Luo Hao took a look at the values ​​on the ECG monitor and the ventilator, then looked at the operating area, then turned and left.

suddenly.

A hand grabbed Luo Hao's wrist.

Luo Hao turned around and saw it was Chen Yong.

"What's wrong?" Luo Hao was a little surprised.

Chen Yong refuses to have any contact with men from the bottom of his heart. Has his personality changed today?

This is not a good sign. It is said that monkeypox is spreading in the United States and more than half of the patients have a history of AIDS and gay men.

Luo Hao was thinking about a lot of random things.

"Luo Hao, I don't think something is right." Chen Yong frowned. His expression seemed to change, and even his mask began to twitch.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Luo Hao lowered his head and saw Chen Yong's fingers moving habitually.

Ever since this guy started performing surgery, he always calculates before starting the operation.

To say it was useful, Luo Hao really didn't see any great use for it, but if it was useless, it did help avoid several minor incidents, such as Lika allergy.

But would this be too idealistic? Luo Hao didn't know.

"What have you calculated?" Luo Hao leaned close to Chen Yong's ear and whispered.

Chen Yong subconsciously moved away from Luo Hao.

What a bastard! Luo Hao cursed in his heart, but at the same time he felt relieved.

Chen Yong realized that some things could not be said in front of others, so he leaned close to Luo Hao's ear and said, "I calculated that the patient still has some life left."

"!!!"

Luo Hao was stunned.

Chen Yong has always been relatively reliable, whether it is surgery or writing papers.

Normally, Luo Hao rarely pays attention to Chen Yong. This guy has grown very well in the medical field and is on the verge of becoming a successful person.

But... Luo Hao really wanted to grab Chen Yong's ears and tell him - Brother, it's a ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm, that's a ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm!

Is there still a glimmer of hope?
I have indeed undergone a similar operation, but what was the situation?
For this kind of patients to be saved, it takes luck and great fortune. It has little to do with the surgeon or medical conditions. It all depends on fate.

The patient in front of me underwent cardiothoracic surgery for 17 minutes. His blood vessels were deflated, which means that his circulatory system had no blood supply.

"It's true. I calculated it three times and the patient's life span has not yet ended." Chen Yong said confidently.

"!!!"

Feng Zixuan smiled helplessly after hearing Chen Yong's last sentence, "Xiao Chen, are you considered possessed?"

Chen Yong was a little unhappy when he heard Feng Zixuan ask this, but he was still able to suppress his negative emotions. After all, he was not holding the steering wheel.

"Then wait a moment." Luo Hao sensed Chen Yong's mood change, narrowed his eyes, and said to Feng Zixuan.

He really dotes on him too much, and Feng Zixuan feels a little helpless.

If it was someone else, Feng Zixuan would have slapped him in the face. Are you still a doctor? The patient's blood has been drained. The so-called rescue is just to give the patient's family some time to adapt.

That's all, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

But Chen Yong actually told him that he calculated that the patient's life span was not over yet, and Luo Hao actually said to wait and see.

Ridiculous enough.

Although he thought so in his heart, Feng Zixuan didn't say anything else. He turned around and stood in the corner.

"Xiao Luo, your medical team will have more and more people in the future, so your work will be easier."

"I hope so. Actually, Lao Fan and Doctor Jason can't be used as normal people for the time being."

"Oh why?"

"Let me give you an example, Director Feng. They are used to performing surgeries, and they have to change into a pair of sterile gloves no matter what operation they perform. After one operation, they will use ten or eight pairs of sterile gloves alone."

"For this, the head nurse in the operating room will scold me to death."

"..." Feng Zixuan was speechless.

"Also, they can't communicate. In the United States, as long as it's within the insurance and medical regulations, who dares to cause trouble? They empty their magazines with a bang. What about us? We have to consider the contradictions among the people."

"It's okay, I'll take him with me. Doctor Jason is fine, but I'm worried that Lao Fan will think he is Chinese, but in fact his behavior has become American. In the end, he will mess up and get complained about."

"I'll try not to get into trouble."

Feng Zixuan remained silent. Even Luo Hao said that if he “strived” for it, nothing would go wrong?

He glanced sideways and saw Director Xu of the cardiothoracic surgery department was using a brief break to explain the anatomy of thoracic aortic aneurysm to his doctors.

After all, aneurysm surgery is rarely performed nowadays. Simple ones are usually performed with large interventional frames, and those that fall into the hands of cardiothoracic surgeons are extremely difficult.

Many doctors have only seen it in books, but rarely in actual dissection.

Xu is very competent in seizing every opportunity to make his subordinate doctors better understand this disease.

Some of the other department heads were indifferent to the matter, while others had a good relationship with Director Xu and went to give the patients' families a shot of prevention.

And that unreliable guy Chen Yong actually moved to the outside of the operating table and stood on tiptoe to look at the operating area.

Resurrection from the dead? Luo Hao's heart moved and he looked at Chen Yong.

Or is it a ruptured thoracic aortic aneurysm? Is this possible?
Feng Zixuan felt a little unhappy. Xiao Luo was really something. He pampered his doctor to such an extent.

But it's about the same when you think about it. When he was reported by someone with his real name, Boss Zhou directly sent a team over at 912, even including a doctor for critical care.

Boss Chai even came down to earth in person and went to Donglian, that desolate place, to endorse Luo Hao.

It seems that Xiao Luo has long been accustomed to doing things this way. While Feng Zixuan was talking to Luo Hao, he had already sorted out everything in his mind.

Time passes minute by minute.

Ten minutes later, Feng Zixuan glanced at Luo Hao and said, "It's almost time. I'll go talk to the patient's family. Let's go to the meeting."

Luo Hao nodded, "Okay."

He leaned over to take a look at the operating area, then looked at the ECG monitor, then turned around and followed Feng Zixuan away.

As soon as he stepped out of the operating room, Chen Yong's voice suddenly came from behind him, "Luo Hao!"

"what?"

"Come and see if there is any pulsation in the blood vessel above the blocking forceps!" Chen Yong shouted loudly.

Luo Hao paused. Blocking forceps? I just saw it myself, and it seemed motionless. The patient's blood must have been drained out long ago, so how could there be a pulse?

(End of this chapter)

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