White armor

Chapter 71 The medical team does not support idle people

Zheng Siyuan's eyes lit up, all his wishes came true!

He was extremely looking forward to going on stage for surgery soon to consolidate the insights he had just gained.

When Luo Hao hung up the phone, Zheng Siyuan didn't bother to complain about Qin Chen, "Ronald, what's the emergency?"

"Stomach varices, vomiting blood."

"Oh." Zheng Siyuan showed a hint of regret.

"The old director thought I was having a meeting in the provincial capital and it was snowing, so he didn't dare to rush me, so he never called." Luo Hao said as he went to his locker to change into surgical clothes.

"Teacher Zheng, this is my cabinet. You put your coat in the cabinet. Put on your military coat. It's cold in the Northeast at night."

"What about you?"

"I'm used to it." Luo Hao said.

"Hemorrhagic shock, is there anything else?" Zheng Siyuan was not polite to Luo Hao and continued to ask.

It was just a hemorrhagic shock, and it was completely beyond the reach of the top bosses in the country.

"No, the patient's current problem is that his blood pressure is extremely low. He just had a mouthful of blood in the room." Luo Hao changed his clothes and walked as fast as the wind, "Teacher Zheng, I..."

"I'll go with you. It's snowing and we can't go back tonight. I'll ask them to move the operation to tomorrow." Zheng Siyuan followed Luo Hao.

Chen Yong scratched his head, that position should belong to him.

But Zheng Siyuan, the top domestic endoscopist, stood there, seeming particularly harmonious and harmonious, as if a match made in heaven.

Just like Zheng Siyuan is a member of the medical team.

Chen Yong threw the bamboo stick on the table randomly and ran to the Department of Gastroenterology.

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See the patient first.

The diagnosis displayed on the diagnostic assistant ai is not very simple.

Hemorrhagic shock, portal hypertension...more than a dozen diagnoses were confused.

To put it simply, the patient suffered from hepatitis B, cirrhosis, gastric varices and hematemesis.

This type of vomiting of blood is very common. Just like the emergency patients last time, they first choose internal medicine to stop the bleeding, and then go to the stage for ligation after the bleeding has stopped temporarily.

But those were patients who were not seriously ill.

The patient in front of me obviously had a large bleeding point that could not be stopped with just medication.

More than 10u of blood has been poured in. Basically, I vomited out as much as I poured in, basin by basin.

Even after the bleeding stopped temporarily and the blood pressure increased, the patient sprayed blood onto the roof.

There is only one solution to the problem now - ligation.

Luo Hao took a look at the patient, confirmed that the diagnosis was correct, and sent the patient away.

He went directly to the endoscopy room.

After the last emergency treatment, Lin Yuming entered Luo Hao's fingerprint into the fingerprint lock, so he could enter without kicking the door.

"It's really not easy in grassroots hospitals." Zheng Siyuan said with emotion as he looked at the "shabby" dressing room.

"It's good to get used to it. Ours is a relatively large hospital. Twenty or thirty years ago, the basic equipment was even comparable to that of Shanghai."

Zheng Siyuan understood it with heart.

The economic foundation determines everything.

There was always money in the mines in those years. Although coal prices fluctuated, generally speaking, the mining areas were large state-owned enterprises that were extremely wealthy.

Especially in the past 10 years or so, the price of coal has climbed to the sky, and the mining area has added a lot of new equipment to the mine.

Unfortunately, what I thought was the beginning turned out to be the last elegy for the mining area.

New energy sources are emerging and are overwhelmingly suppressing old energy sources, and the mining areas have lost their former glory.

As a hospital affiliated to the mining area, the Mine General Administration also transferred it to the municipal government. Since then, the equipment has not been updated for more than ten years.

So in the eyes of Zheng Siyuan from Magic City, this place is very crude.

"Ronald, how many similar emergencies do you have?"

"Not many, about 10 cases a year, and the rest can be solved through chronic diagnosis."

While they were chatting, the floor trembled slightly, as if an ancient giant beast had walked in.

"Director Guohua! The patient has been sent?" Luo Hao knew it was Wang Guohua when he heard the footsteps.

"Here we come." Wang Guohua said angrily.

Entering the dressing room, Wang Guohua immediately saw Zheng Siyuan changing clothes.

"Director Guohua, this is Professor Zheng Siyuan from Shanghai Magic City, the top endoscopy expert in the country." Luo Hao introduced.

Wang Guohua's eyes lit up.

"Hello, Professor Zheng." Wang Guohua and Zheng Siyuan shook hands briefly and began to change clothes.

The patient's blood pressure was as low as 60 mm Hg, and he had no time to chat.

Being able to chat a few words while changing clothes is considered a good thing by Wang Guohua. If the doctor cares for him with a slightly inferior level, the patient will probably be cold by now.

Luo Hao walked into the endoscopy room while wearing a mask.

Zheng Siyuan just followed Luo Hao, looking left and right, as if he was here to visit.

The smell of blood in the endoscopy room and the adrenaline-fueled rush of emergency treatment seemed to have no effect on Zheng Siyuan.

Wang Guohua hesitated again and again and came to Luo Hao who was preparing equipment.

"Xiao Luo, Professor Zheng is already here. The patient is still in critical condition. Let's see if we can..." Wang Guohua hesitated.

"It's okay, Director Guohua, I'm here." Luo Hao interrupted Wang Guohua and squinted his eyes, "Professor Zheng can do this kind of small surgery for me. I'll go up and try it once. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Professor Zheng to do it again."

Wang Guohua was stunned for a moment, a little unhappy.

There is obviously a better magician on the side, but Luo Hao insists on doing it himself!

The key is that Zheng Siyuan has no intention of taking action at all. He just watches and stays out of the matter. What the hell.

If Wang Guohua hadn't been able to do it himself and couldn't get it off, he would have wanted to kick Luo Hao and Zheng Siyuan aside.

If you don't like doing it, get out of here!

It's a pity that Wang Guohua couldn't say it out loud.

Food is the original sin.

Luo Hao was very agile and had all the necessary equipment and consumables. Wang Jiani communicated smoothly and prepared a copy of the relevant consumables early on and left them in the endoscopy room.

Taking advantage of the patient's interval of vomiting blood, Luo Hao sent in the gastroscope.

It was all red, but there was still no surgery field under the camera.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Siyuan no longer looked around, but looked at the screen intently.

Not only is it red, but you can also see black and red blood spurting out on the screen.

It's like being in a volcano that's about to erupt, with lava everywhere, and the hot, tense feeling has overflowed the screen.

There was bleeding everywhere, but even Zheng Siyuan couldn't tell where it was.

Surgery is so difficult!

Zheng Siyuan looked at the screen intently, preparing to see how Luo Hao operated.

"Hurry up!" Luo Hao scolded.

"Come on, come on." Chen Yong was a little slow in his movements and was scolded by Luo Hao.

However, in the emergency room, Chen Yong had no time to slander Luo Hao.

The red and dark red blood had already stimulated Chen Yong's adrenaline. Although he was not nervous, his hands were shaking.

This is a side effect of high levels of adrenaline.

Luo Hao did not scold Chen Yong because his hands were shaking. He took the gastroscope and placed it in a position for Chen Yong to hold.

The ligation device goes in and is retracted in less than 2 seconds.

The second ligation device went in and was retracted in less than 2 seconds.

Five minutes later, the suction device sucked out the residual blood trapped in the stomach, and the operation was over.

"Xu~"

Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

[Flow] A feeling of weakness lingers throughout the body after use.

Unlike ercp, there is no [energy conversion] this time, and I feel extremely weak after the surgery.

You still have to add attribute points. Alas, your own attribute life, I don’t know when it will be complete.

But [Flow] is so easy to use, Luo Hao is reluctant to use it even if he faces strong side effects.

Luo Hao did not finish the finishing work, but dealt with it bit by bit despite his weak state.

The front and rear hand speeds were extremely different, but no one felt that there was anything wrong with Luo Hao, Zheng Siyuan pondered.

When Luo Hao turned around and left the stage, Zheng Siyuan came to Luo Hao and said, "Ronald Luo, I have an annual meeting over the country. Can you do a demonstration operation?"

Luo Hao was exhausted, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to take even one step.

Zheng Siyuan's eager eyes were at his side, but Luo Hao whispered, "I'm sorry, Teacher Zheng, I have a lot of things to do recently, so I might not be able to go."

"Oh, it's okay." Zheng Siyuan sighed, not angry because of Luo Hao's rejection, just a little regretful.

Zheng Siyuan saw the technical level Luo Hao just displayed with his own eyes and couldn't fake it.

With blood all over the screen, if he had done it himself, the operation would have been impossible. Zheng Siyuan had a clear judgment.

But in such a bad situation, Luo Hao quickly completed the operation, which can't help but surprise Zheng Siyuan.

Going to the locker room, Zheng Siyuan was restless. He did not accompany Luo Hao, but said goodbye politely.

Luo Hao was in a weak state and tired to the naked eye. Zheng Siyuan refused his "kindness" to send him back to the hotel and left alone.

In the dressing room, Luo Hao took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, leaned against the window sill and closed his eyes to meditate.

[Flow] is really useful, but the feeling of weakness after ending the [Flow] state is excruciating.

Fortunately, the time for using the skill this time was not long, and the 40-minute period of weakness passed quickly.

When Chen Yong came to change clothes, Luo Hao had just recovered.

"Luo Hao, the old director of Guohua wanted Professor Zheng to come on stage, why didn't you do it? It's just an operation, why bother. And Professor Zheng doesn't want to do the operation, why are you stopping him?" Chen Yong asked curiously.

After all, Zheng Siyuan had previously offered to do a chronic surgery tomorrow, and it happened to relieve the itching of his hands in an emergency, so Chen Yong was puzzled.

"Damn it, he can't do this surgery." Luo Hao said casually.

"!!!" Chen Yong was inexplicably surprised.

"Let's put it this way, the more top experts are, the less they do basic surgeries. For example, when I was in school, a director wanted to teach me about sutures. After a major operation, he sewed them layer by layer with his own hands. .Uh, it’s called layer-by-layer suturing.”

"What's wrong?" Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao.

"Later, the patient's fat liquefied, and the medicine was changed for an extra half month. When the director saw the patient, his face was covered with black lines, and he finally swore that he would never have any skin sutures again." Luo Hao smiled.

"Uh..." Chen Yong was stunned, "It's impossible."

"They haven't done any sutures in years. The simple ones are fine, but the more difficult ones will definitely not be so quick. Professor Zheng is indeed one of the best doctors in China who has done ligation, but that was in the past."

"What now?" Chen Yong wondered.

"I haven't done it for many years. Professor Zheng concentrates on more advanced techniques such as ESD and ERCP. If he has to go on stage, he won't be able to do it, but he will definitely not be able to do it as fast or as well as I can."

Chen Yong smelled something was wrong.

Professor Zheng Siyuan on the front foot has just left, and Luo Hao on the back foot is here to show off.

Sure enough, Luo Hao would only pretend to be cool with himself.

Oh shit!    Gan!

Chen Yong cursed in his heart.

"Director, there are only three things you have to do. First, do the surgery well; second, do the scientific research well; third, lead the team well. Chen Yong, which one do you think is the most important?"

Chen Yong thought about it. According to his previous thinking, the most important thing was to do the operation well.

Master Jiang Wenming's surgery was just fine, so Chen Yong kept apologizing for his master.

But now...

Obviously it is more important to lead the team well.

Chen Yong has grown up slowly under Luo Hao's influence.

"Give hope to lower-level doctors, draw countless big cakes and let lower-level doctors eat them." Luo Hao stood up and began to change clothes.

"Can the painted cakes be eaten?"

"SCI with an impact factor of 10, little nature, I'm not kidding." Luo Hao quietly threw out a piece of pie.

"!!!"

"I will also give you some small operations in the future." Luo Hao said.

"!!!"

"For example, today's emergency surgery."

"!!!"

Chen Yong's forehead was filled with exclamation marks.

When did such a dangerous condition turn into a minor illness? !

If it were Wen Youren, whatever he could do or know how to do, he would not be 100% successful, nor would he be as skilled as Luo Hao. Wen Youren could boast from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

"We will go to the provincial capital in a while. I don't want to run back and forth. You should seize the time to mature. If the mine manager encounters similar patients in the future, you can come back and use the knife."

"!!!"

Chen Yong could no longer speak.

In the past, he always complained that Wen Youren would not let go of the operation, otherwise what would happen to him.

But Luo Hao really had surgery.

Once he put it down, Chen Yong felt guilty and almost stopped crying.

I can't pick it up myself.

Brother, can't you let me have a few gallbladders removed first? Come directly to the higher difficulty level?

"Hurry up and mature, otherwise I will find a capable person to replace you in your first year of medical school." Luo Hao threatened.

"Scumbag!"

"The first strike ashore." Luo Hao smiled, "I took you to the first year of medical school, asked you to get organized, and helped you publish your paper. If this is not enough, I really don't know what else I can do."

"You can't handle even the most serious surgeries. The medical team doesn't care for idlers."

"..."

Chen Yong was speechless.

"Let's go and see the patient."

"Luo Hao, do you think I can do it?" Chen Yong felt guilty and asked Niao Qing. (Note)

"You should focus less on girls and study more on surgery. What's wrong?" Luo Hao said, "Are you questioning my vision or your ability?"

Chen Yong could not question either of them, but he had no confidence in either.

Things were pretty much what Master Jiang Wenming expected, but Chen Yong always felt that something was wrong.

"Generally, when it comes to minor surgeries, people don't want the big boss to come on stage."

On the way back to the department, Luo Hao continued to gossip to Chen Yong.

"For example, a big boss, who is 90 years old, still insists on performing one operation every day."

"I'll go, awesome!" Chen Yong exclaimed.

"You are so awesome. The probability of something happening is very high. After all, you are already ninety. Who doesn't have shaky hands at the age of ninety? When a boss performs an operation, there must be at least 1-2 disciples and grandsons behind him who are in their prime. convoy."

"Whenever there is a problem, I immediately go to the stage to help him solve it."

Chen Yong could not understand Luo Hao's description.

In Chen Yong's mind, the older he gets, the higher his level of expertise. Otherwise, why would doctors be said to be more and more valuable?

But Luo Hao was talking about another situation.

"In five years, you will be able to stand alone. Your energy and physical strength are at their peak, and you can accumulate some clinical experience. Not to mention the imperial capital, you will definitely be able to stand on your own in the provincial capital."

Luo Hao's cakes are particularly well-painted and delicious.

Although the SCI with an impact factor of 10 has not yet appeared, Luo Hao's surgery and papers in "Nature" and "The Lancet" seem to be invisible endorsements.

The most important thing is that the establishment of first-year medical students has been obtained.

If Chen Yong cannot keep up with Luo Hao from now on, he can also have a provincial capital establishment. This is real and cannot be faked.

Chen Yong thought for a moment and nodded, "I understand."

The two took a look at the patient after the operation. The bleeding point had been bandaged and there was no sign of further bleeding.

The blood pressure is also rising steadily. As long as there are no symptoms such as DIC, this person is considered alive.

"Luo Hao." Wang Guohua called Luo Hao out angrily, "Do you know how to treat gastric varices in a chronic diagnosis?"

"Yes, sclerotherapy, chronic diagnosis is not difficult."

"Teach me."

If it were Chen Yong, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to directly confront Wang Guohua.

But Luo Hao knew that Wang Guohua was straight-forward and just said what he wanted to learn without thinking about anything else.

So Luo Hao just smiled and said, "Okay, Director Guohua, you have recently admitted some related patients, and I will teach you within half a month."

"Half a month is enough, I'm old." Wang Guohua laughed at himself.

"I'm going to the provincial capital after the year, so I don't have much time."

"Provincial capital? Further studies?" Wang Guohua asked.

"First-year medical student, I asked Luo Hao to go to the establishment." Chen Yong couldn't help it anymore and interrupted.

His elation did not offend Wang Guohua. Wang Guohua was so focused on key words such as provincial capital, establishment, etc. that he was in a daze and did not hear the first year of medical school clearly.

"Which hospital? Provincial hospital? I heard that they have been poached by the south recently, and they are severely short of manpower." Wang Guohua said.

"First year of medical school."

Chen Yong repeated it again.

"!!!"

Wang Guohua stopped talking, with a lot of inexplicable and unclear feelings in his eyes.

Luo Hao smiled slightly and said, "Director Guohua, I'm going home first."

Wang Guohua said nothing and nodded silently.

After Luo Hao and Chen Yong left, Wang Guohua was silent for a while and then made a few phone calls.

As the information he received became more and more accurate, Wang Guohua's expression became more and more serious, and he slowly returned to the office of the director of the general surgery department.

Taking out his mobile phone, Wang Guohua heard the beeping sound and was silently lost in thought.

"Master!" Wen Youren's voice came out, feebly.

"How about that side?" Wang Guohua asked.

"Cold." There was a cry in Wen Youren's words, "Master, in ancient times, people were exiled to Ninggu Pagoda. I've already been to Qianhe. Lao Maozi also exiled criminals to Siberia."

"You deserve it!" Wang Guohua scolded coldly.

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

"Youren, you should be able to come back after the Chinese New Year."

"!!!"

Exclamation marks, excited dopamine, and adrenaline emerge from the phone along with the wireless signal.

"Really?! Master, you helped me move, right? Thank you, thank you, you still care about me." Wen Youren was surprised and happy.

"No, Luo Hao is going to be a freshman in medicine in the next year."

"Further studies? Then half a year." Wen Youren began to worry about gains and losses again.

"It's not about further training. There is a system there. Luo Hao also brought Chen Yong with him, so he also has a system."

Wen Youren was silent again.

"Today, the executive vice presidents of the first-year and second-year medical students came to our hospital to discuss terms. Which one offers better conditions?"

When Wang Guohua said this, he felt confused.

In those days when transportation was underdeveloped, he would happily listen to his subordinates bragging whenever they were in a drinking party.

What's the first sword in Donglian, why is it no worse than the provincial capital?

But Wang Guohua knew in his heart that he could not keep up with the big guys in the provincial capital. Wang Guohua wouldn't even dare to dream of asking people to go there like Luo Hao, and also giving conditions such as staffing.

The master and apprentice were silent.

After a full minute, Wang Guohua said slowly, "Youren, be honest when you come back and do some business."

"Yeah." Wen Youren was obviously still in a daze and didn't react.

"As doctors, we are the original sins. We can't just mess around." Wang Guohua sighed, "I learned gastric vein ligation from Luo Hao. When you come back, I will teach you. If you can do emergency first aid, the whole Donglian City If you know how, you will be able to stand firm in the future."

Wang Guohua seemed to be much older, with weakness and helplessness in his voice.

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After the annual meeting, Luo Hao received some invitations to the annual meeting one after another, but he rejected them all.

Before it was time to stand out, Luo Hao knew that what he was lacking now was attribute points, and he had to get through the period of weakness after that damn [flow] state.

Time passed day by day, and Dean Jin had completed the procedures and was just waiting for Luo Hao to join the job after the year.

According to Luo Hao's request, he did not go to Director Shi's endoscopy room, but went to the interventional department.

Now Luo Hao still has a mid-term mission, and [Energy Transformation] can offset part of the weak state. The intervention department is Luo Hao's best choice.

It’s New Year’s Eve in the blink of an eye.

There are only a few patients in the department. Not only in Donglian City, but also in the system [Medical Team], Cui Mingyu's operation volume in Anzhen has plummeted and is about to return to zero.

This is a custom, Luo Hao understands.

Although I am anxious, I am not anxious these days. Luo Hao planned to use the time before the new year to finish up the chores of Donglian City Mine Manager, and go to the First Hospital of the Medical University after the New Year.

In the new year, Luo Hao came to the hospital, changed clothes and went to the department. In the corridor, Luo Hao saw Chen Yong wearing a mask and talking to people.

Recently, Chen Yong is also very interested. He learns surgery faster than Wang Guohua. He also has good eyesight and quick hands. Not only his talent is top-notch, he is always considered top-notch.

In addition to completing his KPI, Chen Yong finally focused on the hospital, which made Luo Hao very satisfied.

No, communicate with the patient’s family early in the morning.

Luo Hao had a smile on his face, a child can be taught.

"I don't see any problems." Chen Yong and the patient's family said, "There is nothing dirty in the body. I have looked at it in several ways, but there are too many things on my mind. I suggest you see a psychiatrist. "

!!!

Luo Hao's head was full of black lines.

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Note: Bird Quiet, used here, is quite touching. This sentence was said by an old man who resigned and went to the south during the meeting. I remembered it immediately. I haven't said these two words in many years.

(End of this chapter)