White armor

Chapter 81 Without a principal, it is still difficult to distribute cns in large quantities

"Old Cao, you should go." The person behind him gave Cao Zhen a push.

Cao Zhen was looking at Luo Hao and that person, so his reaction was a little slow. The moment the elevator door was about to close, he put his hand in and blocked the elevator door.

"You are stupid, don't get hurt!" The classmate pressed the button quickly.

Cao Zhen didn't say anything, and tiptoed out of the elevator, walking on thin ice like a little daughter-in-law who was frustrated at home.

"Lao Cao, what's wrong with you?" The classmate didn't understand.

"Keep your voice down." Cao Zhen pulled the classmate behind him and hid in a corner.

"That's the leader of the mining area." Cao Zhen looked forward in surprise and murmured.

In the hall, a man in his fifties was holding Luo Hao's hand hard and refused to let go no matter what.

The circles under his eyes were a little moist, and it could be seen that he was a little emotional.

Luo Hao's smile was gentle and polite, but Cao Zhen vaguely felt that it was a courtesy that would dissuade others.

"What happened to the leaders of the mining area?" the classmate wondered.

Cao Zhen did not answer the classmate's "stupid" question.

He was in the mining area supplies business, had met and dealt with the man in front of him, and knew that he was far from as kind as he seemed.

This person usually glances at people from the corners of his eyes, never looking directly at them... No, he never looks at himself.

Now when he was talking to Luo Hao, he looked very upright and full of gratitude.

Soon, Luo Hao forcefully pulled out his hand and sent the person away.

"Dr. Luo, I'm so sorry." Secretary Chu didn't leave. He stood next to Luo Hao and looked at the car driving away, sighing.

"It should be thanks to you, Brother Chu." Luo Hao said with a smile, "I don't have that ability. It's all because of you that we kept our hyperbaric oxygen chamber."

"No way, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known so many things." Secretary Chu said seriously, "To be honest, at that time I felt that you had helped the mining area a lot, and I had to give you some benefits. Our mining area Everyone knows how to repay kindness."

"I didn't pay attention to it before, but after learning about the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, I learned about it. Donglian City really cannot lack this thing. For example, Manager Wu's mother has only been treated in the hyperbaric oxygen chamber three times, and she has already Much better. I heard the bedside doctor said that if there is no hyperbaric oxygen, there is a high probability that he will be paralyzed."

Luo Hao smiled.

"Dr. Xiao Luo, I'm leaving too." Secretary Chu turned around and shook hands with Luo Hao.

Secretary Chu stretched out his hands, held Luo Hao's hand tightly, shook it up and down three times and then let go.

It's very formal and has a strong sense of ceremony.

"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Dr. Luo's merits are immeasurable." Secretary Chu said, looking seriously into Luo Hao's eyes.

"We are materialists. If you don't say this, Brother Chu, you are too polite." Luo Hao said with a smile.

After sending the people away, Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luo Hao, are you so familiar with the people in the mining area?" Cao Zhen came up and asked.

"I'm not familiar with them. They are the patient's family members and I have dealt with them twice." Luo Hao said lightly.

Cao Zhen sighed inwardly.

Although I didn't mean any harm, I was really out of my mind. I pretended to be a classmate with Luo Hao, but now Luo Hao has a tone of rejection.

If he had a good relationship with Luo Hao like Zhou Tianci, I might be able to get a lot of business with just a casual introduction.

Cao Zhen did not continue to mention the matter, nor did he show any uncomfortable hospitality. The classmates went to have a dinner together and had a good time.

Realizing clearly that Luo Hao, this piece of shit, has become very successful now, it doesn't matter even if he runs to the provincial capital, Cao Zhen has his own ideas.

After dinner, Luo Hao drove home.

After getting in the car and connecting to Bluetooth, Luo Hao called Chen Yong.

"Chen Yong, how about the blind date?" Luo Hao asked.

"Eh? Did you put surveillance on me?" Chen Yong asked.

"You still need to guess? It's the Chinese New Year. It's normal for young people working in other places to come home and be urged to get married. It's also the time for you to 'show off your talents'. By the way, are you very busy now?"

"If you have something to say, please tell me immediately."

"There will be one paper per week for "Cell". I will give you two days off on New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year. Come to the unit on the second day of the Lunar New Year and I will teach you the writing format required by foreign reviewers."

"..."

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

"You must not be able to speak English well."

"Luo Hao, I am a graduate student at the University of Exeter, studying in the UK for a year, what do you think?" Chen Yong replied coldly.

After finishing speaking, Chen Yong was afraid that Luo Hao wouldn't understand, "English is a shit mountain. There are more than 3,000 words for magic spells, which you will never encounter in your life. I know them by heart."

"Oh, does that delay your blind date?" Luo Hao asked.

Chen Yong replaced his answer with silence.

"Trouble, you go to school with the paper of "Cell", let alone the first author, you are willing to add the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh or eighth author, and you still need to go on a blind date?"

"You don't understand. I'm not short of money. This is my hobby. Young girls full of youthful vitality smell particularly good."

Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Even a dog from Xiehe has to run over and wag its tail at him after hearing "cell".

But Chen Yong was lucky because he had no time to write a paper because of the blind date.

"Okay then." Luo Hao was not the type to force others. When they were in school, their junior brothers and sisters did scientific research on their own initiative. Luo Hao never said anything more.

There is no one like Chen Yong.

"The second grade of junior high school, right." Chen Yong suddenly said.

"Oh? Do you have time?"

"Time is like water in a sponge, there is always time to squeeze it. By the way, this is what Lu Xun said."

"I don't know. In the second year of junior high school, I'll be waiting for you in the office at eight o'clock in the morning. See you there or not."

Chen Yong hung up the phone and was slightly stunned.

That bitch Luo Hao didn't even treat him to a meal. He looked like the leader of the medical team!

It seems that it’s not that he doesn’t treat girls to dinner, but that he is too poor to even treat them to a meal.

Thinking of this, Chen Yong showed a contemptuous smile.

"Pretend, let you pretend!"

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director's office.

Li Qiubo looked at the statistical report, turned around, opened the drawer of the filing cabinet and took out a portfolio. After opening the portfolio, he took out Luo Hao's photo.

Wiping away the non-existent floating dust, Li Qiubo looked seriously at the sunny Luo Hao in the photo.

It seemed like the two were staring at each other.

After studying it for a few minutes, Li Qiubo opened the document bag under the photo, took out the statistical form, and wrote on it - January, the number 1.

Then Li Qiubo put the photo frame and statistical form paper into the file bag, tied it carefully, and put it back in the file cabinet behind him.

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Years have passed like this.

Luo Hao spent a year quietly at home with Lin Yuejuan and Lin Yuming.

He was in no hurry to go to the provincial capital.

No matter how big things are about system tasks, it is better to stay at home with my mother and my uncle.

But Luo Hao didn't "waste" time. He still brought Chen Yong over and taught him how to write a paper from scratch.

To Luo Hao's expectation, Chen Yong was far more interested than he thought.

The paper is like a beautiful girl, and Chen Yong's attitude is very correct.

Is this right?

How can any serious doctor not write papers? (Note)

What's more, it is a top journal like "Cell", which others would never dare to think about in their lifetime.

Chen Yong also needs to push himself.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Luo Hao packed his bags and took the high-speed train to the provincial capital with Chen Yong.

Lin Yuming sent Luo Hao to the security check and then said goodbye reluctantly.

When they arrived in the provincial capital, Dean Jin Rongcan, Director Shen Zizai and a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and a male-female appearance came to pick up Luo Hao.

"Little Luo, I've finally come to you." Dean Jin said.

"Thank you, Dean Jin." Luo Haoke replied politely.

The handsome-looking man smiled and was silent, as if he was invisible. If Luo Hao hadn't kept his attention on him, he would have completely forgotten about this man in the next second.

"Director Feng, hello." Luo Hao then greeted Feng Zixuan.

"Ronald, do you remember me?" Feng Zixuan was also a little surprised.

"The year before last, my uncle brought me to the provincial capital to attend a medical conference. Director Feng's speech left a deep impression on me. You are the best medical director. With you..."

Feng Zixuan smiled, but his evaluation of Luo Hao changed in his heart.

Before, Feng Zixuan thought that Luo Hao was the kind of doctor who was a master of academics and could write brilliant papers.

But after meeting and listening to Luo Hao talk, this kid not only has a good memory and can remember things from more than a year ago, but also makes people feel like spring breeze and full of affinity when he speaks.

The few key points he mentioned are all his proudest points, and his observation skills are also good.

Flattery also requires basic skills. Luo Hao's level is at least professional level eight or above.

Feng Zixuan did not get carried away in Luo Hao's flattery. On the contrary, he became more wary of Luo Hao.

"Dr. Xiao Luo is too polite." Feng Zixuan said with a smile, "It's just some insights from my daily work. Years ago, I called Director Lin of the Mine General Manager."

"My uncle said that if I encounter any difficulties here, I will come to you. Director Feng, there will definitely be a lot of trouble for you in the future, so please bear with me."

"We're all our own people, you're welcome."

Shen Zizi said nothing, he just looked at Luo Hao with gratitude.

He was not in a hurry and had plenty of time to chat with Luo Hao after work.

Get in the car and come to the First Hospital of Medical University.

In the car, Dean Jin just said a few words and had already prepared cabinets and other trivial supplies for Luo Hao.

I had contacted him before and the staff dormitory for the first-year medical students was ready, but Luo Hao refused.

Everyone came to the hospital first.

Newly hired doctors are greeted by the executive vice president, which is relatively rare.

As the car drove into the first hospital of the Medical University, I suddenly saw a group of people standing around to watch the excitement.

Chen Yong was curious and watched the excitement through the car window.

"Someone is going to jump off the building!" Chen Yong suddenly said.

He was a little excited.

Luo Hao frowned, why is Chen Yong so excited about this kind of thing?

He followed Chen Yong's gaze and looked over.

The next second, Luo Hao was stunned.

There were more than a dozen people wearing white clothes and military coats sitting on the window sill on the fifth floor of the outpatient clinic.

It seems that he can't jump. After all, he is ready to jump off the building to die, so he can't wear a military coat. Moreover, some of them showed their faces, and some simply turned their backs to the outside. It was not obvious that they were about to jump.

But this matter...

"It's messy enough." Luo Hao smiled.

The smile on Feng Zixuan's face did not change, and he took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"What's going on in the outpatient clinic? Why don't I know?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"Chu Feng, is there any medical dispute in the outpatient clinic?"

There was a vaguely surprised rhetorical question on the phone. It was obvious that the people at the medical office didn't know anything. It just happened.

"Stop the car." Feng Zixuan said, and then he looked at Luo Hao, "Dr. Xiao Luo, I'm sorry, let me take a look."

"Director Feng, you are busy with your business."

Luo Hao got off the bus with Dean Jin and Director Feng.

"I will definitely not jump off the building. There is no way to form a group for this kind of thing." Chen Yong whispered beside Luo Hao, "Luo Hao, what do you think is going on?"

Luo Hao said nothing and looked up at the people sitting on the window sill on the 8th floor of the clinic.

They were obviously very cautious. Even when facing people outside, their center of gravity was on the inside, so there was no risk of falling.

He probably just wanted to make things worse.

Soon, the prepared white cloth and black characters were hung down and appeared in front of them.

It turned out to be an employee of the Medical Alliance, a subsidiary of the Medical University.

Their demands are also well known.

Luo Hao shook his head and turned back to the car.

"Luo Hao, are you already like this in your first year of medical school? You are so poor." Chen Yong was worried about his future.

"Which hospital doesn't do this?" Luo Hao said, "You are still too young."

young?

Chen Yong glanced at Luo Hao and said, "Luo Hao, is this the same for Xiehe?"

"Xiehe is better than this." Luo Hao said truthfully, "Our mine can barely survive, and grassroots medical care relies on love to generate electricity, except..."

He glanced at Dean Jin not far away.

"Except for directors and deans, basically everyone will become poorer. The key point is, hospitals are the only cash cows in many places. They lend money to civil servants to pay their salaries. If you only borrow money but don't pay it back, you can't open it even if you borrow it from the hospital. salary."

Chen Yong looked at the doctors climbing out of the window in confusion.

"No matter what the industry is, the higher you go, the narrower it becomes and the greater the relative benefits. Isn't it the same if you complete KPI on a dating website? By the way, are you considered a gold medal employee?"

Chen Yong held his chest high, and his mask looked full of energy in the cold wind.

"If you go to the Imperial Capital, will you be too busy to have surgery every day?" Luo Hao asked, half seriously, half jokingly.

"No, that's just a hobby. My main job...is to be a magic Taoist priest." Chen Yong said seriously.

Luo Hao was about to retort, but he immediately saw the lucky value 40+1 on the system panel.

"Indeed." Luo Hao said seriously, "Then what do you do as a doctor?"

"Mechanical ascension!" Chen Yong also answered seriously, "Understand the structure of the human body and start from the most basic. I have thought that it would be difficult to ascend in a day with my talent, so the best way is... "

Luo Hao sighed.

Chen Yong was talking endlessly about his ideals, but Luo Hao didn't want to hear a word.

Is he still a doctor?

What do you mean, it’s a bit materialistic...

But whenever Luo Hao thinks about this, he sees the 40+1 lucky value on the system.

"Then you are reluctant to write the paper?" Luo Hao interrupted Chen Yong.

He felt that he made a wrong decision by bringing Chen Yong into the medical team.

What a deal!

With a lucky score of 40, it's really weird to still encounter such misfortune.

"No!" Chen Yong's eyes shone, "The more I write the paper, the more interesting it becomes!"

"Oh?" Luo Hao looked at the doctors climbing up the window and felt a little uncomfortable. He simply returned to the car with Chen Yong, "What should I say?"

"Wait for me to produce results."

"You don't want to study magic and publish a paper at Hogwarts."

"Of course not." Chen Yong smiled and did not continue to discuss this topic.

Luo Hao didn't ask much.

The two fell into silence. After a while, Chen Yong asked, "Luo Hao, how do you think this matter will be handled?"

"In order to provide patients with a good medical environment, medical staff took advantage of the Spring Festival holiday to proactively and voluntarily come to the hospital to clean the windows."

"Fuck! Luo Hao, do you still want to show off?"

"What else?"

Chen Yong thought for a long time. He was not good at this and could not come to a conclusion.

After a while, Shen Zizai got into the car apologetically, "Dr. Xiao Luo, Dr. Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, Dean Jin and Director Feng have to deal with the problem."

"It doesn't matter. Let's go to Corey and identify ourselves. We'll come to work tomorrow." Luo Hao smiled honestly.

Shen Zizai didn't say anything about "cleaning the glass" either.

Ordinary doctors, even clinical directors, should stay away from this situation.

This is the real minefield.

The key is to know that no matter how much gossip there is, there is no solution. It is better to keep out of sight than to keep out of sight.

"Ronald, why didn't you tell me about "Cell"?"

Being alone with Luo Hao, Shen Zizai spoke much more freely, not as restrained as when Dean Jin and Director Feng were around.

"I was shocked when I found out that I had published a "Cell" paper and was the fifth author. To be honest, I never dreamed that my name would appear in such a top publication in this life."

"Generally, the top five authors are enough. Teacher Shen, if you are interested in applying for Outstanding Youth, we can discuss it." Luo Hao smiled and replied lightly.

Outstanding youth!

Shen Zizai's eyelids twitched a few times, luckily it was his left eye.

Luo Hao's thoughts are quite wild!

Suddenly, Shen Zizai's heart moved and he asked, "Ronald, I don't have this idea anymore, I'm too old. But you must be running for outstanding youths and the like. How are you preparing?"

"It's not bad. There aren't many things that are bad. It's enough to write dozens of papers this year."

"!!!"

Shen Zizai's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, and he suddenly became motionless.

This year?

How old is Luo Haocai?

According to Shen Zizai’s chat after dinner, the youngest recipient of the Outstanding Youth Fund in the country is 35 years old.

Is Luo Hao going to significantly refresh the record?

"Ronald Luo." Shen Zizai's enthusiasm for Luo Hao went further, "I can indeed use it. At least when it comes to drinking and bragging, who can be better than me? Thanks!"

"For me, the fifth author is enough, but for you, it might not be enough? But even the fifth author is fine. Sometimes when applying for various awards, there is only a slight difference between them."

"Teacher Shen, you're welcome." Luo Hao smiled and said, "I have been following the project for several years. Fortunately, the junior brothers and sisters are up to par and have done well in the data. This year has entered the harvest period."

Luo Hao didn't continue, but Shen Zizi's eyelids jumped more and more.

Looking at Luo Hao's indifferent expression, Shen Zizai could guess that there was nothing wrong with him.

Even though it takes three to five years to apply for the Outstanding Youth Fund, the thesis is not a difficulty.

I'm really envious, Shen Zizi sighed in his heart. I have also published articles, but most of them require "page fees", that is, money to buy them.

As for SCI papers, there are a group of people who specialize in writing papers and selling them for money.

Apart from the fifth author's paper in "Sell", Shen Zizai's only SCI paper with an impact factor of 10 was purchased and cost .

It’s impossible not to buy it, the hard conditions are hard to get through, and many things that should be obtained cannot be obtained.

"Ronald, I shouldn't ask a question."

"Teacher Shen, please tell me."

"First author, do you want to sell it?" Shen Zizai looked at Luo Hao eagerly.

"Ah, that's it." Luo Hao frowned, pondered, and said after a few seconds, "If you have exact needs, I can give you an article. Sell it, or forget it. You know, this project is personally sponsored by the principal. Follow up, the principal is the corresponding author of all articles.”

headmaster!

Shen Zizai's right eyelid also started to twitch, as if a force in the dark was warning him.

"I'm just asking casually. It's really impossible to buy this kind of paper." Shen Zizai smiled sarcastically.

"Well, it is indeed quite difficult." Luo Hao said, "Without the help of the principal, it is still difficult to send out a large number of cns."

Did you see that people didn’t say it couldn’t be done, but that it was difficult. and! Luo Hao also added a large number of adjectives.

Doesn’t the difficulty of this matter depend on the person?

Shen Zizai looked at Luo Hao's expression and had an idea in his mind that he couldn't even believe - even without the help of the principal and deputy dean of the Academy of Engineering, Luo Hao could still produce dozens of top journal papers.

There is really no comparison between people.

"Ronald, this is our interventional cath lab." Shen Zizai opened the fingerprint lock, opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Teacher Shen, you are too polite." Luo Hao "pushed" Shen Zizaixian into the locker room.

"This is your cabinet. The fingerprint lock will be entered by the logistics repair team tomorrow."

Shen Zizai pointed to the four cabinets side by side and said.

Luo Hao knew very well that the cabinets in the operating room were expensive.

For example, in the operating room of a large hospital, being able to have your own cabinet is a status symbol.

Only department directors and veteran academicians will have lockers, and other deputy directors can't even think about it.

That's it, the newly promoted director still has to queue up.

The interventional catheterization laboratory in the First Hospital of Medical University is better than the operating room, but probably not much better.

The vascular department, neurosurgery department, and interventional department all use this operating room.

It is absolutely impossible to have one cupboard per person.

Director Shen Zizai made a "generous" move and gave himself and Chen Yong two cabinets each!

It looks inconspicuous, but Luo Hao knows how difficult it is.

"Thank you, Teacher Shen." Luo Hao thanked him seriously, "One is enough for each person, if there are two..."

"There must be a cabinet to store the consumables." Shen Zizai said casually, "Some surgeries require special consumables. You can't just have someone from the manufacturer come over with just a phone call."

Luo Hao smiled.

Chen Yong thought of the girl who snuck into Luo Hao's arms at Mr. Oil. She seemed quite pretty.

"Come, take a look at our operating room."

After changing his shoes and putting on a hat and mask, Shen Zizai led Luo Hao into the operating room.

There are 4 surgery rooms in total, which is much more than the one surgery room in the mine.

The machine is from Philips, and the surgery room is clean and tidy, with a professional atmosphere.

"Our machines were replaced one after another in 16 and 18, and they are basically the same as the most advanced equipment in the world."

"Here are the commonly used guide wires and catheters."

"The computers in the operations room are always a little different from those in your mine."

Shen Zizai introduced Luo Hao in detail, and Luo Hao listened carefully.

"Bang~"

A voice came from the locker room.

"I've been asking for a cabinet for two years and I insist that I don't have one!"

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Note: I don’t have it, so I’m dissing myself here.

Another note: I wanted to write this chapter mainly about "cleaning the glass", new maps, and new events, but after struggling a lot, I still gave up. I made a temporary overhaul yesterday, so I'll just go over it in one go.

(End of this chapter)