White armor

Chapter 67 Learn from Luo Hao

"Qiu Bo, you are... joking too much." Dean Zhao suddenly became unhappy. He curled his lips and said, "What conditions do you want to do it? You are trying to make this with me, and you are treating me like a fool." Are you an old classmate?"

As he said that, Dean Zhao Xiangming glanced at the photos on the table and felt strange.

"Sit down, sit down." Li Qiubo smiled slightly, "Director Lin, tell Lao Zhao what's going on."

Lin Yuming was also stunned.

When I came to Dean Qiu Bo to report on my work the day before yesterday, there was no photo of Luo Hao.

Although he was stunned, Lin Yuming was so shrewd that he instantly understood Dean Qiubo's meaning.

"Dean Zhao, that's it. You have misunderstood Dean Qiu Bo."

"Why did you misunderstand him?"

"Our finances were tight some time ago, and the hyperbaric oxygen chamber has been in disrepair for a long time. It is about to become unusable. The only hyperbaric oxygen chamber in our Donglian City is at the Mine Headquarters. If it closes, I am afraid that the people of Donglian will die before I retire. We don’t have a hyperbaric oxygen chamber.”

"It's gone. It's really a pity." Dean Zhao looked as usual, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Luo Hao thought so too." Lin Yuming gradually fell into the drama as he recalled the past.

"Luo Hao?"

"Well, we just had a mining accident here a while ago. Two people died on the spot, and one suffered a fat embolism after surgery."

Dean Zhao became serious.

"Luo Hao rescued the man and somehow convinced the mine boss to allocate several million to repair the hyperbaric oxygen. But our situation is special, and the money needs to be paid around the city."

Dean Zhao was sipping tea while listening to the stories told by Lin Yuming.

The twists and turns here couldn't be hidden from him.

Go to the city and ask for money? Just a poor place like Donglian City?

What a joke.

Even if I come down with documents from the province, Donglian City will still be stuck for three to five to seven years.

"Dean Qiubo criticized me at that time." Lin Yuming pretended to be coy and looked at Li Qiubo.

"I said at the time that as long as Luo Hao gets all the money back, I will be here."

With that said, Li Qiubo pointed to the location of Luo Hao's photo.

"Build a shrine for him."

"Damn, let's get over it!" Dean Zhao was surprised.

"Damn it, how could I have thought that Luo Hao would have to get all the money back. Old Zhao knows that, let alone a poor and poor place like our Donglian City, even if it is a provincial capital, the money will be in the city. ,It's just like……"

"The meat bun beats the dog."

"Hahaha, yes!" Li Qiubo laughed, "I can't help it, spitting is just a thorn in our side, and we have to do what we say. What did I say at that time?"

"Dean Qiubo, you said that Luo Hao should be given incense sticks for patients who benefit from hyperbaric oxygen."

"Yes!" Li Qiubo slapped the table, "Although this is all feudal superstition, can it be regarded as the inheritance of ancient culture?"

Yes, he said everything.

Dean Zhao wanted to add something but didn't know what to say.

However, Dean Zhao didn't want to say anything, but fell into deep thought.

There are so many people who only know how to perform surgeries. Although some people have countless resources and seem to be very smart, they often miss out on good opportunities either due to bad luck, insufficient resources, or other reasons.

For example, go to the city to ask for money.

A few million dollars is just drizzle in Dean Zhao's eyes.

The annual cost of machine maintenance in the Second Hospital of the Medical University is more than ten or dozens of times greater than this amount.

But if he changes himself into Luo Hao's position, and even changes his own resources, Dean Zhao is really not sure that he can get all the money back.

It's not that you can't, but for public matters, why bother using your personal connections.

Great!

Dean Zhao admires Dr. Ronaldinho from the bottom of his heart.

If he was forced to rob people by the director of the endoscopy room before, now he is really tempted.

How long has it been since he returned to Donglian City? How can he use his connections without hesitation? Dean Zhao fell into deep thought.

"Qiu Bo, tell the truth, what are the conditions for releasing him?" Dean Zhao pondered for a long time, then held up a cup of tea and paid homage to Li Qiubo.

"No conditions."

"Ok?"

"We can't keep people in our mines." Li Qiubo sighed deeply, "There's no way, the economic base determines the superstructure, you say so. Don't say it's us, it's the same for you, too. Doctors who have gone south from the provincial capital in recent years There must be several thousand.”

Dean Zhao felt sad.

At this point, he felt a little discouraged.

"Oh, I guess I won't be able to keep you here."

"Old Zhao, how did you come here?" Li Qiubo asked.

"The director of our endoscopy department came to my house with red eyes after watching Dr. Ronaldinho's operation and said that if he didn't get the patient, he would hang himself in front of my door."

"Hahaha, you really believe it."

"It's just an attitude. It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. I can't let the old comrades feel cold."

"correct."

Dean Zhao said, ready to give it a try. He looked at Lin Yuming seriously.

"Dean Zhao, please speak."

"Don't worry, business editor. It won't work if you are in a hurry, but I will handle it in three months." Director Zhao said, "Our hospital also has a hidden policy, but it is rarely used. If Dr. Xiao Luo comes, the hospital is nearby Buy me a house of about 100 square meters."

Lin Yuming looked at Dean Zhao blankly.

He thought it would be good for Luo Hao to go to a medical university and do illegal work. If he came back to learn some skills, he would have a bright future.

But even the uncle Lin Yuming didn't know that Xiaoluohao... could allow the dean of the Second Hospital of the Medical University to recruit people with so many conditions.

This is not poaching people, this is robbing people, or the kind of people who are afraid that they will not be able to grab them if they are too late.

"Dean Zhao, you have said it." Lin Yuming carefully organized his words, for fear of betraying Luo Hao, "Luo Hao has to make his own decision, but I feel..."

"What does it feel like?"

"That's enough." Lin Yuming sighed, pretending to be reluctant to give up.

In fact, he was already feeling proud and proud.

Luo Hao, my Lao Lin’s nephew, is so awesome! !

"Yes, I also heard something about Dr. Xiao Luo." Dean Zhao was not surprised, but a little regretful.

"Old Zhao, what did you hear?" Li Qiubo asked.

"You do not know?"

"Don't lie to me. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"The patient Dr. Xiao Luo operated on was the father of Lao Jin from the first hospital."

"What!" Li Qiubo was stunned.

Lao Jin, executive vice president of the First Hospital of Medical University?

His father?

Let Luo Hao do the surgery? !

These keywords once again refreshed Li Qiubo's understanding.

The series of keywords he just said were more shocking than Dean Zhao coming to poach people in person.

But Li Qiubo and Lin Yuming didn't expect that there would be something even more shocking.

"Don't you believe it? I don't believe it either. After asking around, I found out that Lao Jin consulted Professor Zheng from the Magic City, the man known as the big boss of Southern Zheng and Northern Qin. People said it politely, but the disease is too serious. Throwing a knife might It’s inconvenient. You bring someone here, and I’ll save a bed for you.”

This sentence is like the popular slang words of Internet companies such as empowerment and grasping. Li Qiubo and Lin Yuming, who are doctors, understand it instantly.

What Professor Zheng said was so fair and aboveboard, he clearly didn’t dare to accept it or do it, that’s why he said this.

"Later, you all knew that my head of surgery said that the operation was successful, and Lao Jin almost knelt down to kowtow to Director Qin."

"Didn't Luo Hao perform the surgery?" Lin Yuming was unhappy.

"Director Qin Chen Qin said on the spot that I don't need to perform this operation, my assistant can do it."

"!!!"

"!!!"

Li Qiubo and Lin Yuming immediately smelled a strong smell of gunpowder.

If Professor Zheng from the Magic City hears about this, I don’t know how much bloodshed will be caused.

Lin Yuming felt a little fed up with the fact that Director Qin Chen and Qin dared to take the credit of Xiaoluo and were seeking death.

But then I felt a little worried.

"Director Lin, don't worry." Dean Zhao said with a smile, "I'm not saying that Ronaldinho is definitely not in trouble, but from my point of view, we all come from young doctors. I don't know about you, but I am at this age anyway. When I was there, the big guys didn’t even look at me, let alone get involved.”

"Dr. Xiao Luo has the ability to get involved, and he has the ability to come out in one piece. Don't worry."

……

……

Qin Chen got off the plane.

It was still warm in the Imperial Capital, and he stuffed his military coat into the trolley case, unwilling to throw it away.

After getting in the car, Qin Chen told him to go back to the hospital directly.

I was originally going to the boss's house, but the boss meant that the computer screen at home was too small and I couldn't see the technical details clearly. It would be more comfortable to see it on top of the big screen in the hospital.

The boss was like a child. Qin Chen closed his eyes and rested with a smile on his face.

When I came to the hospital, several directors were there.

After all, when the old minister comes back, everyone has to put down what they are doing to accompany him for a while, unless their house is on fire.

"Director Qin, you are very impressive at this academic conference." A dean saw Qin Chen walking in in a suit and leather shoes, and greeted him with a smile.

"It's okay." Qin Chen raised his hands and clasped his head.

Just no background music.

Qin Chen actually felt guilty. After all, the surgery was not completed by himself.

Even if it's just pretentious, it won't be that fun.

"Qin Chen, let's do the operation." The old minister had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that Qin Chen was still stroking his hair, he straightened up his crutches anxiously.

Qin Chen didn't dare to be slow. He knew that if he was a little slower, he was afraid that the crutch would hit him.

The equipment was all ready, and soon the light dimmed and the image of the gastroscopy appeared on the screen.

Not everyone can understand the operation. A vice dean sitting next to Qin Chen asked, "Director Qin, I have heard that the operation was performed by the student named Luo Hao a few years ago." Is it really good?"

"I can't say yes," Qin Chen said.

The vice president smiled slightly.

"It should be said that it is doing quite well, and is top-notch in the country."

"!!!"

"Let's put it this way, Professor Zheng Siyuan from Shanghai. The patient's family asked him first, but he didn't dare to pick him up."

"I heard, just say something else - the surgery is simple, my assistant can do it." The vice-dean was not angry, but said with a smile.

Naturally, our own hospital does not need to pay attention to its domestic counterparts. As far as our own hospital is concerned, other hospitals are lower-level hospitals and small hospitals.

There was nothing wrong with what Qin Chen said. If he wasn't so arrogant, he would be looked down upon when he came back.

Let alone a certain hospital in Shanghai, even within Union Medical College, directors and doctors who did not study at Union Medical College will be discriminated against to some extent.

"Awesome! Let me just say that in terms of ranking, no one in our hospital can surpass you, Director Qin." The vice president gave a thumbs up. "That's right!" Qin Chen accepted the compliment without ceremony.

The operation video is shorter than the operation process. After half an hour, the operation video is completed.

Everyone watching the video was waiting for the old minister to say something, praise, praise or even academic discussion.

But the old minister stood up slowly, without saying a word, and staggered out of the conference room on crutches.

Qin Chen stepped forward to help him, but he didn't expect the old minister to stubbornly throw away his hand.

"Boss, you..."

The old minister didn't seem to notice Qin Chen and ignored him.

Not only did he ignore Qin Chen, the old minister also ignored everyone else.

Like a stubborn child.

Qin Chen stood in the conference room blankly, watching his boss leave alone and staggeringly.

"Director Qin, what happened to the old minister?"

Only Qin Chen knew what the boss was thinking.

Luo Hao's surgery was so good that the more skilled people are, the more they will feel a sense of oppression. The sense of oppression from beginning to end makes people unable to breathe.

At the annual meeting, he was greedy for merit, forced himself to show off, and transferred his sense of oppression to Professor Zheng from the Demon City.

It's cool, it's really cool.

He also created momentum for himself.

From now on, when the industry talks about the level of surgery and all kinds of gossip, this incident will probably be indispensable.

But what’s the real situation?

In addition, when Luo Hao left forcefully, he did not choose any big boss, not even his own boss.

Qin Chen didn't notice that Da Bei's head was a little messy.

He was silent, thought for a few seconds, lowered his head and walked out of the conference room.

Watching the boss' car drive away, the wind ruffled Qin Chen's hair, making his heart even more confused.

……

……

"Luo Hao, I was planning to let you come for further training before, but now I really can't say such a thing." Director Shi said regretfully.

"I am applying for further study. The number of patients in the mine has reached its limit. If you want to improve your technical level, you have to go to a higher-level hospital." Luo Hao objectively stated a fact.

Although the system has not announced the next long-term main mission immediately, Luo Hao feels that the announcement of the mission is not far away.

"Are you still coming?" Director Shi was surprised.

"should be."

"Then... take care of my surgery." Shi Zhongjian was a little shy at first, but as long as he said some things and words, things would go smoothly.

"Ronald, I never thought your surgery was so good!"

Facing Shi Zhongjian's rainbow fart, Luo Hao just smiled and remained indifferent.

It wasn't until he entered the station that Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao doubtfully, "According to your speaking style, shouldn't you pretend to be nice?"

"When did I become the person you said?"

"When you talk to me, every word you say is pretentious!"

"Oh, you are a member of the medical team. I am just telling the truth. Director Shi is an outsider after all, so he should be polite." Luo Hao said calmly.

Chen Yong burst into tears.

Luo Hao is a roguish beast!

It turns out that the only one who endures Luo Hao's saturated pretense is himself.

Chen Yong fell silent, and Luo Hao didn't say anything either. They each had their own thoughts on checking in and entering the station.

When a spare part arrived, the car was sent for modification, and Luo Hao and Chen Yong had no choice but to take the high-speed rail back.

There were many people on the high-speed rail platform. He bought a first-class seat at the annual party. After getting on the train, Luo Hao looked out the window, thoughtfully.

"Luo Hao, what should I do in the future? Come to the medical university for further study? It seems that your level does not require further study."

"It's true that no further education is needed, but I will need a lot of surgery."

"If you don't do surgery, your technical level is higher than Director Qin's. Why do you do so many surgeries?" Chen Yong wondered.

Luo Hao was extremely surprised and looked sideways at Chen Yong.

"Is there a flower on my face?" Chen Yong touched the N95, took off the mask and looked at it in his hand.

When the passing flight attendant saw Chen Yong's profile, he staggered slightly and his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a treasure.

"No." Chen Yong put on the mask again.

"Isn't the purpose of improving technical level to cure diseases and save people? Why do you think this thing is just for showing off?" Luo Hao asked doubtfully.

The two people's thinking channels are not in the same channel at all.

Chen Yong also pondered for a long time before he understood what Luo Hao was thinking.

"You are so weird." Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao as if he were a monster.

At this time, Chen Yong and Luo Hao finally had something in common - they looked at each other with similar eyes.

"My master once asked me a question - if I could go back to 10 years ago, would I still choose to study medicine?"

"How did you answer?" Luo Hao asked.

"Of course not!" Chen Yong was immersed in the virtual imagination, and Danfeng had a look of yearning in his eyes. "I must buy Bitcoin, and then I will be financially free. I will no longer have to worry about how much my bonus has been deducted this month. There’s no need to date girls just for KPIs.”

"I see you're having fun dating the girls."

"There is still a difference between dating for KPI and normal dating." Chen Yong noticed that his thoughts were interrupted by Luo Hao, and he immediately turned back, "Luo Hao, if you were given a chance to be reborn, what would you do?"

"Have surgery."

"..."

"Think about it, if you buy virtual currency and gain wealth, you can do whatever you don't want to do!" Chen Yong tried to guide Luo Hao.

"Yes, I just want to have surgery."

"You like it?"

"Yes." Luo Hao nodded, "Perhaps this is the biggest difference between us. I like to see the smile on the patient's face when he is discharged from the hospital, and I also like to see the happiness of the patient's family when the operation is successful."

"Especially every time the operation is successful, I feel very good. This kind of positive emotional value is rare, so I advise you to cherish it too."

Hey!

Chen Yong knew why Luo Hao was a workaholic. This guy's brain was not normal at all.

"It's up to you, are you tired of chatting with so many girls every day?"

"I like it."

"If you like it, just find a girl and get married."

"I said I like the fragrance of every girl, but you don't have it. It stinks and smells bad. But if you get married, you only have one smell. What a pity."

The two of them talk to each other.

The train was running on time, and looking at the platform quickly disappearing behind the window, Luo Hao felt lost.

Chen Yong is really unreliable, and he doesn't share the same goals with me.

Was it a mistake to prepare it for him?

Luo Hao was meditating, while Chen Yong was holding his mobile phone and tapping on the screen with flying fingers.

Even wearing an N95, he couldn't stop his smile from overflowing.

The two were silent, no longer communicating, each thinking about their own things.

There were many people in the car, and a mother and daughter were sitting in the front row. Luo Hao could see the side face of a 5 or 6-year-old girl wearing a mask through the gap in the chair.

Childish, full of sunshine, simple and clean.

As the car started to drive, the little girl took off her mask and started eating snacks.

She was holding potato chips in her hand, one by one, crunching, and she looked very happy.

creak, creak.

Luo Hao thought of the children's song that his uncle Lin Yuming occasionally sang - little mouse, get on the lampstand, eat oil secretly, and can't get down.

"Luo Hao, do you think there will be a broadcast? There is a patient in such and such a carriage. Please ask medical workers to go quickly." Chen Yong seemed to have finished chatting with a certain girl and started talking to Luo Hao.

Luo Hao noticed that Chen Yong seemed to be less resistant to talking to him now, and he didn't seem to realize this himself.

"With so many emergency patients, peace in the world is the best." Luo Hao said, "Wouldn't it be nice to go home quietly?"

"What if there is? With so many eyes watching me, I stepped on the light and descended like a god."

"Usually those who come are demons." Luo Hao said expressionlessly.

"That's the Western way of saying it. We call it evil spirits." Chen Yong added.

"Chen Yong, what kind of Taoism have you learned? I follow a Douyin broadcaster, and he seems to be really good at Taoism."

"I don't understand. I have never met a famous teacher."

Speaking of this, Chen Yong's heart sank.

Luo Haote is definitely going to start showing off.

Sure enough, before the thought came to an end, Luo Hao said, "Just you? What if I meet a famous teacher? Am I good enough? Can you learn?"

Gan!

As expected, Luo Hao would never miss an opportunity to show off.

Chen Yong sighed.

Luo Hao is really good at being a quarrel, and he only pretends to be cool when he is caught, even to the point of death.

If he were another person, even if he was talking to Director Shizhongjianshi, who was already prostrated, he would be gentle, polite, humble and gentle.

All the beautiful adjectives in the world can be applied to Luo Hao.

Ugh.

Chen Yong scratched his head.

Donglian City will arrive in an instant.

The high-speed rail has greatly reduced the distance between cities, and is incomparable to the green train Wen Youren took.

Although Chen Yong was a little awkward, he still took the initiative to go to the front where the trolley cases were placed and picked up two trolley cases.

"This is sir." The flight attendant waited for a long time, and then he plucked up the courage when he saw Chen Yong preparing to get off.

Chen Yong took out his mobile phone, and a QR code appeared in front of the flight attendant.

She was so proficient in all aspects of the business that the flight attendant was dumbfounded, but then she smiled happily and was shy.

Scan the QR code and add friends. Luo Hao just came at this time.

"Thank you." The flight attendant blushed, whispered, and started to prepare to enter the station and open the door.

"Getting hit on again? Do you have enough WeChat friends? Do you want to open a corporate WeChat?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.

"There are some things that ordinary people like you can't understand. Chatting up is normal. I regret that you said 'again'."

Chen Yong was very proud. He felt that his level of pretentiousness had improved. He learned this from Luo Hao.

I didn’t learn anything else, but I learned a lot about pretending. Chen Yong even made a summary.

When it came to studying and showing off, Chen Yong was more attentive than studying surgery or majoring. You can't just be a bully all your life. This is what Chen Yong thought and did.

He looked back at Luo Hao proudly, shook his phone, and indicated that this was a small matter to him.

Suddenly, Chen Yong seemed to see a strange scene, his pupils narrowed rapidly, and his mobile phone froze in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)