White armor

Chapter 49 The Overlord Removes His Armor (Additional Update by Alliance Leader Haoyang)
  "Director Lin, what's wrong?" Technician Xiao Zhao bent down and picked up the phone, pricking his ears to understand what happened.

Director Lin is as sinister as a clinical person. Who is it that scares Director Lin so much that he can't even hold his cell phone steady?

Lin Yuming was a little confused. He subconsciously took the phone, but the next second he retracted his hand as if the phone was a red-hot iron.

Looking at Luo Hao through the leaded glass, Lin Yuming found that he had already become dim before he knew it and wanted to quit.

Luo Hao was wearing heavy armor and was already visibly weak.

But the last blood vessel was not clogged, so he still insisted on doing super selection. That stubborn and unyielding look was like an old friend who was finally swept away by the flood.

Quit it!
  Md!

What's there to do! !
  For a moment, Lin Yuming had the idea of ​​giving up.

"Leader, please wait a moment." Lin Yuming took the phone and spoke respectfully, but his voice was as cold as ice. "Luo Hao is undergoing surgery. I will stop the operation and report to work."

After speaking, Lin Yuming pressed the intercom.

"Luo Hao, when will the operation be completed?"

Although he wanted to give up his job, Lin Yuming was still a clinician in essence, and he couldn't urinate in the same pot as those in the agency.

Even if he chooses not to have sex, the operation must be completed. This obsession is part of Lin Yuming's three views.

just
  Luo Hao was a little pitiful.

Why bother, why bother.

He who saves others does not save himself; he who heals others does not heal himself.

The old saying is true.

"Director Lin, it will be over soon. Don't worry, this super selection will be successful."

Although Luo Hao's voice was still sunny, it contained a weakness that was difficult to conceal.

It was obvious that he had reached the end of his strength.

No matter how young and strong you are, you cannot bear the loss of 1200ml of blood and go into battle wearing armor.

"Hold on."

After Lin Yuming finished speaking, he put the phone aside, kicked open the air-tight lead door and walked into the operating room.

"Still stepping on the line!" Luo Hao immediately stopped stepping on the line and looked at Lin Yuming in surprise.

What happened? The uncle barged in directly.

Surgery question? It's impossible. There's no one in the entire mine who can do this kind of surgery. My uncle doesn't have the ability.

Luo Hao was a little confused.

Lin Yuming came to Luo Hao's ear and whispered a few words.

"Coming from the Imperial Capital?" Luo Hao frowned.

"Yes."

"Director Lin, please bring your mobile phone, and I'll have a few words with the other side."

this kid...

Lin Yuming sighed.

Who does he think he is!

Do you really think he is the King of Heaven? Or Long Aotian? Crooked God of War?
  Lin Yuming had countless slanders in his heart, like a surging river, one after another.

If these complaints could be transformed, Luo Hao would have been washed directly to the other side of the ocean.

"Director Lin, let me communicate first. When people come to me, I always make it clear that I am undergoing surgery, and my attitude must be correct no matter what." Luo Hao emphasized again.

"it is good."

Lin Yuming didn't have any good ideas. He waited for a while and made a few calls to inquire about the situation.

To be honest, Lin Yuming's hands would go numb if something like this happened.

I didn’t expect Wen Youren to play this trick!
  Lin Yuming took the phone back and put it in Luo Hao's ear.

Wearing lead armor and a transparent leaded glass mask, Luo Hao tilted his head like a future warrior.

"Hello, hello."

"I am Dr. Xiehe Luo Haolo, who are you?"

As Luo Hao spoke, he looked at the 34 points of luck in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

There was an "Ah" sound from the other side of the phone, and then it suddenly became quiet.

"Hello? Can you hear me? I'm in the interventional operating room and the signal is a little bad." Luo Hao asked again.

"Yes, are you Luo Hao, the director of the Mine General Medical Office? A graduate of Xiehe University? Three years ago, were you in the critical care rotation in Building 1 of Shuaifu Hutong?"

"Yes, may I ask you..."

"Oh oh oh, you should do the surgery first." The man suddenly said righteously, "Human life is at stake, and the surgery is important. I have something to tell you about this situation. It's all trivial, so don't worry."

"That's fine."

After Luo Hao finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a layer of white mist appeared on the leaded glass mask.

"Hang up."

Lin Yuming hung up the phone and looked directly at Luo Hao.

He heard all the words just said and had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't dare to think that his guesses were all true.

Is my little brat really going to go against the grain?
  Impossible, absolutely impossible. Lin Yuming "sobered up" a little and immediately denied all his guesses.

"Uncle, it's okay, don't worry." Luo Hao lowered his voice to comfort Lin Yuming.

"You..." Lin Yuming almost kicked him.

"It's okay. You go out first and I'll finish the operation." Luo Hao kicked Lin Yuming out and started the operation again.

Lin Yuming walked out of the operating room uneasily and closed the airtight lead door.

His eyes had begun to lose focus, and everything he saw was a double image. He was so weak that it was as if all his blood had been drained away.

Luo Hao must not know what happened. He thought it was someone making a phone call, and he just had to pay the fine according to regulations.

Is it so easy for Wen Youren to report with his real name?
  You will definitely not be able to pass this level if you don’t peel off the skin this time.

Or he was careless, thinking that he was not afraid of a crooked shadow if he was upright, and Wen Youren couldn't find anything wrong with him.

Unexpectedly, this mad dog would cause trouble out of nothing.

Lin Yuming blamed himself deeply.

After passing this level, drive Luo Hao away and live a life of his own. He would go back to the imperial capital if he had the ability. If he couldn't go back, he would lick his old face and go find Liu Haisen.

Working illegally in a provincial capital is better than working in a mine.

As for the mine boss, let it continue to suck.

Lin Yuming was thinking wildly and wondering who could solve this problem.

He tried making a few phone calls, but was rejected by everyone as soon as he made the initial suggestion.

No one wants to get involved in this matter.

This kind of thing cannot be solved by the connections in Donglian City.

Just when Lin Yuming was confused, the door to the operating room opened.

"Is it appropriate to go in like this?" asked a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a shaved head.

"Just wear isolation gown, shoe covers, hat, and mask."

Lin Yuming stood in the corridor and watched helplessly as his dean squatted down, holding shoe covers and preparing to put them on the little crew chief.

!!!

The Lord is here!

Why did they come to the operating room? !

Is the matter urgent and Luo Hao needs to be taken away from the operating room? !
  Countless questions emerged in Lin Yuming's heart, and a sense of crisis lingered throughout his body.

There was a precedent of a leader being taken away while he was watching a meeting and making a report, but he was taken away for surgery...

Lin Yuming had never heard of it.

Medical staff are just ants and there is no need to mobilize troops to do this.

This idea came to Lin Yuming's mind, and he immediately realized that there might be a problem.

"Dean Qiu Bo, let me come, let me come." Lin Yuming trotted over.

"Let's see Luo Hao's surgery." Dean Li squatted on the ground, his chubby belly being the only obstacle to his squatting.

He only squatted for more than ten seconds before his face turned red. It was probably because the semen in his stomach pressed against his diaphragm and affected his heartbeat.

Lin Yuming immediately squatted down like Dean Li and helped people put on shoe covers.

"No, no, no," one person said, "You teach me and I can do it myself."

"It's okay, it's very simple." Lin Yuming said, seeing someone pick up a shoe cover, open it and put it on his head.

"..."

Lin Yuming remained calm. After helping others put on shoe covers, he also took a shoe cover and put it on his head.

He didn't laugh at these people. None of them were medical professionals. Who knew what this thing was used for.

Not to mention them, when the plague broke out a few years ago, N95 was used. Even a doctor with a professional background didn't know how to wear it, so he needed to learn how to wear it.

"How did Dr. Luo's surgery go?" A man, neatly dressed and with shoe covers on his head, asked calmly.

"Oh." Lin Yuming immediately sighed worriedly.

A sigh, containing three parts of grievance, three parts of helplessness, three parts of complaint, and one part of sadness, with mixed emotions.

"Luo Hao went to the blood station in the middle of the night to donate 1200 ml of blood for emergency use. When he came back, he went on stage for emergency surgery wearing dozens of kilograms of lead clothing."

"I almost fainted in the operating room just now. I couldn't bear it anymore. Whether the operation can be completed smoothly depends on luck."

"Ah?!" Xiao Pingtou was startled.

"What kind of surgery can only Dr. Luo do?" Dean Li said angrily.

"Yes, only he can do it!" Lin Yuming couldn't care about his own future or Dean Li's face. He said to Dean Li, "Everyone in the interventional department has been poached. You knew."

Several people entered the operating room. The technicians, doctors, and nurses in the room looked at each other and held their breath. Everyone could feel the solemn atmosphere.

They are afraid that their breathing will be heard and they will get into trouble.

"Oh, this is the legendary interventional surgery." A person looked inside through the leaded glass, "If we come in like this, it won't cause infection to the patient."

His question was amateurish, but no one laughed at it.

Lin Yuming quickly explained, "No, interventional surgery is a type of minimally invasive surgery. A needle is inserted into the femoral artery at the root of the thigh, and the wound is just one eye. The sterility requirements are not high, so don't worry."

"Doctor Luo is really a kind-hearted doctor." The man put his hands behind his back and looked at Luo Hao through the leaded glass with a smile.

Doctors benevolent?
  There is a turning point! There's a fucking turning point! !

Lin Yuming's heart moved.

He wanted to say something, but his mind flashed and he thought over it instantly and realized that whatever he said was wrong.

It's better to close your mouth, prop up your ears, and adapt to circumstances.

The operation room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Lin Yuming even had a hallucination - he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Brother Zhao, make a photo."

Luo Hao's voice came from the intercom.

Technician Xiao Zhao carefully glanced at the people around him.

"You are busy with your business, hurry up, Luo Hao's body can't hold it anymore." Lin Yuming repeated Luo Hao's physical condition again.

Technician Xiao Zhao immediately operated the machine and assisted Luo Hao in imaging.

The bleeding branches of the internal iliac artery were tightly plugged, and no leakage of contrast agent was found during the angiography, and the operation was performed cleanly.

"Xiao Zhao, please help me apply pressure for a while while I rest."

Luo Hao's voice came from the intercom.

Xiao Zhao couldn't be happier.

The air in the operation room was stagnant, and he had difficulty breathing. He just wanted to stay as far away from these people as possible.

Luo Hao walked out with heavy steps.

Boom~
  Boom~~
  He had just returned from the bloody battlefield, and his body smelled faintly of iron blood.

As Luo Hao walked, he tore off the disposable sterile clothes on his body and threw them into the yellow medical waste bucket.

Arriving at the operation room, Luo Hao tore open his lead jacket with a "stab" sound, took it off and threw it aside.

"Boom~"    The dull sound of the lead clothes falling to the ground was like a sledgehammer, hitting everyone's hearts.

Overlord,

Remove armor.

"Dr. Luo!" Xiao Pingtou narrowed his eyes. He should be smiling, but he immediately remained serious.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Haha, Dr. Luo, you are so forgetful." Xiao Pingtou said.

"!!!"

"!!!"

What?
  Dean Li and Lin Yuming both felt that they were deaf and heard the wrong words.

Noble people tend to forget things. Luo Hao should say this with a flattering look on his face.

But coming from the mouth of the little crew chief wearing a Chinese tunic suit, something didn't sound right.

Luo Hao stretched out his hand and shook the little flat head without saying a word, then took off his money lead skirt and other equipment.

Every time a piece of equipment hits the ground, there will be a "boom" sound.

Those who heard it were moved.

"Dr. Luo, how much does this piece of equipment weigh?"

"A total of 56 pounds." Luo Hao took off his mask and showed a smile.

He used to be sunny and full of fatigue now.

"Let's talk about business first, and then talk about personal friendship. But before talking about business, Dr. Luo, please take a rest first." Xiao Pingtou said, "I heard that you donated blood to save emergency patients?"

"An emergency patient who needed panda blood couldn't find a suitable volunteer for a while, and he happened to have the same blood type as mine. He had no choice but to donate blood." Luo Hao smiled.

"Hard."

Xiao Pingtou reached out again, held Luo Hao's hand, and gently patted the back of Luo Hao's hand with his other hand.

"Don't worry, we won't... let our comrades suffer."

"???" Lin Yuming was stunned.

This sentence was only half a sentence, and Xiaoping didn't say the other half as if he had forgotten it.

what happened? Is it just a matter of comrades being wronged?
  ……

……

Wen Youren sat in the director's office, grinning.

The smile on his face couldn't help but flow out, as if it were real.

Ask yourself, who in the medical system doing clinical work can be fine? As long as there is nothing wrong, it means there is no investigation. As long as someone checks, something will happen.

If there are no big things, how can there be no small things?
  If there is no trivial matter, how can there be no trivial matter?
  Nonsense.

"boom".

The door to the director's office was pushed open, and the door handle hit the wall. The glass let out a wail, shattered immediately, and fell to the floor with a crash.

"Youren, what the hell are you doing!" Wang Guohua strode in with frowning eyebrows and asked sternly.

Wen Youren smiled slightly, Wang Guohua was anxious!

"Master, why are you so anxious?" Wen Youren asked slowly, as if he didn't even see the broken glass on the ground.

"What a good thing you did!" Wang Guohua scolded.

"What's wrong?" Wen Youren pretended not to know.

"You!" Wang Guohua pointed at Wen Youren's nose, with an expression of sadness and anger for his misfortune.

Wen Youren looked at Wang Guohua proudly.

I just like to see him being unhappy with himself, but unable to kill him.

"Did you report it under your real name?" Although Wang Guohua was angry, he still lowered his voice and asked.

"Yes." Wen Youren looked upright, "The iodized oil used by Luo Hao has no applicable scope in the instruction manual. It cannot enter the blood at all, but he insists on using it. I really don't know how much benefit he has received from the manufacturer."

Wang Guohua's beard and hair were spread out, and a murderous aura surged out.

Wen Youren was a little scared, but then he was relieved.

The master is old and confused. Now he doesn't stand on his side, but he still talks to Luo Hao in a confused manner. Is this not an old fool or something.

"Master, don't worry, look at the glass you broke, don't hit you."

Wang Guohua looked at Wen Youren bitterly, thinking of the past, swallowing his anger and closing the door behind him.

The door is meaningless whether it is closed or not.

He walked up to Wen Youren, condescendingly said in a deep voice, "Do you think I'm here to beg you?"

"Ok?"

"I'm here to tell you that Luo Hao is sleeping in the dean's office after the operation. Dean Li and the hospital leaders are waiting at the door."

"What?!" Wen Youren was stunned.

"Literally." Wang Guohua sighed, "A phoenix cannot fly from a chicken coop. You really...forget it, if you are serious, go and see for yourself. I am here to tell you that you have caused a lot of trouble."

After saying that, Wang Guohua turned and left.

Wen Youren was startled and quickly stood up and grabbed Wang Guohua's arm.

"Master, what's going on?"

"Don't call me master in the future, I have no shame to be your master." Wang Guohua said coldly, "You will understand if you go and see for yourself."

After speaking, Wang Guohua shook his arm, shook off Wen Youren's hand, and walked away.

Wen Youren froze on the spot, savoring what Wang Guohua had just said.

Luo Hao had surgery, which was nothing to think about. But after the operation, I took a rest in the dean's office and kicked dean Li away. What the hell was this?

Which doctor takes a rest in the dean's office after an operation?

The master must be confused and talking nonsense, Wen Youren thought to himself.

But even though he thought so, Wen Youren knew it in his heart. He hesitantly picked up a form to be signed and went to the agency, ready to see it with his own eyes.

When I arrived at the office, the guard responsible for registration at the door was not sitting there as usual, but standing straight and neatly dressed.

Wen Youren said hello to them, got on the elevator and went straight to the 7th floor.

The reason why it is the 7th floor and not the 8th floor is a metaphysics, based on the homophonic meaning of seven up and eight down.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Wen Youren walked out nervously.

The corridor was quiet, with only one figure standing at the door of the dean's office.

Tan Xiaoli, director of the dean's office, carefully guarded the door, seeming to be listening to what was going on inside.

Wen Youren was surprised, he already believed what the master just said.

Why is this happening? Shouldn't Luo Hao be crying now and promising not to make mistakes in the future, but no one paid attention to him, and in the end his medical license was revoked, and he was even jailed?

Wen Youren tiptoed over and said hello, "Director Tan, are you busy?"

Tan Xiaoli saw Wen Youren from a distance, he was clinging to the wall as if he was avoiding the plague. But Wen Youren still came over, and Tan Xiaoli had no choice but to look at Wen Youren with disgust and tell him to stay away from her.

The expression of the director of the dean's office looked like it was written on his face - Wen Youren should not get close to dogs, so there was no need to guess.

"Director Tan, what's going on? Can you tell me?"

Wen Youren had no choice but to ask shamelessly.

"What the hell are you doing!" Director Tan's voice was extremely low, filled with endless anger.

"..."

"Dean Li is accompanying me and talking. Everyone is waiting for Dr. Luo to wake up."

"!!!"

Really, it turned out to be true!

"How can Luo Hao sleep here?" Wen Youren asked blankly.

Director Tan rolled his eyes at Wen Youren, that means - you don't know why Luo Hao is resting here?

In fact, Director Tan was also very confused. What happened today was completely abnormal.

Just like the freezing snow that suddenly fell last night, it is a once-in-a-century situation.

Wen Youren couldn't move forward or retreat. He stood beside Director Tan and wanted to ask something, but no matter what he asked, he didn't feel anything was wrong.

This thing is full of weirdness.

Not only was Luo Hao not affected by his "real-name report", but... No, he must have been affected, but it was not the negative impact he imagined, but a positive one.

Otherwise, the clinician will be as tired as a dog after the operation, and can only sit in the duty room for a while, and will be called up to work anytime and anywhere.

To be honest, large livestock in rural areas are not used in this way.

But what about Luo Hao?

After the operation, I rested in the dean's office in a dignified manner...

The more Wen Youren thought about it, the more wrong it became, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he felt.

right! It's fear.

Although Wen Youren is not smart, he is not an idiot either. Just this incident and Director Tan's attitude towards him in the dean's office are enough to explain a lot of problems.

What kind of extraordinary ability does Luo Hao have? Why did he escape without making a sound?

The matter has not been concluded yet, but Wen Youren already has the answer in his heart.

He exited the corridor backwards step by step, cautiously and tiptoeing, fearing that he would disturb other people by making noise and attract unknown gazes.

Backing to the end of the corridor, Wen Youren's heel hit the threshold, and a "bang" sound startled Wen Youren.

He staggered under Director Tan's hostile gaze and ran away in a hurry.

Wen Youren was distressed, depressed, and pulling out his hair.

Why it came out like this? !

Wen Youren doesn't know.

Standing outside the office building, the biting cold wind blew on Wen Youren's body, quickly taking away the heat from his body.

Shivering, Wen Youren tightened his tight white clothes and returned to the department with a haggard look.

Wen Youren was puzzled all the way, and finally, after careful consideration, he went to the outpatient clinic to see Wang Guohua.

The master still has feelings for him. Even if he said such harsh words, why not inform him first?

Wen Youren understands Wang Guohua.

My parents were kind to Wang Guohua during that time, so I have been reaping the dividends of fate these years.

When I came to the outpatient clinic, there was an endless stream of people seeking medical treatment from Wang Guohua.

While Wang Guohua was watching a patient, Wen Youren closed the door.

"Master." Wen Youren looked at Wang Guohua pitifully, "I went to the institution and saw Director Tan guarding the dean's office. Do you know what happened?"

Wang Guohua looked at Wen Youren deeply with cold eyes.

"Master..." Wen Youren almost begged.

When Wang Guohua saw Wen Youren's ears and temples turning gray, his heart softened and he sighed.

"You kicked the steel plate."

"Steel plate?"

"I asked Tan Xiaoli, and he was very vague. I guess it was Luo Hao who helped people when he was at Xiehe and had a good relationship. Then he and Luo Hao happened to meet each other at the mine manager. Do you think people believe you or Luo Hao? Hao?"

After Wang Guohua finished speaking vaguely, he looked at Wen Youren with a sad expression on his face.

Good luck? !
  From the Imperial Capital to Donglian City? !
  What a great blessing! !

how is this possible! !
  Luo Hao was still a student in the imperial capital, so he could reach the sky? !

Countless questions swirled in Wen Youren's mind, and finally turned into silence and nothingness.

……

A few hours later, Luo Hao woke up.

Feeling very tired, Luo Hao stretched his waist, washed his face and opened the door.

"Doctor Luo, you're awake." Director Tan greeted him immediately with a cheerful face.

(End of this chapter)