Chapter 135: Feng Chu, let’s administer the drug rectally
Luo Hao’s eyes were as sharp as a knife, falling on Chen Yong.
But Chen Yong remained the same, seemingly not caring at all.
He smiled lazily, "Why, are you still thinking about the slogan on Antianmen?"
"They can think so, but it's best not to say this sentence from your mouth Say it." Luo Hao said seriously.
Chen Yong shrugged, "Everyone has his own destiny. We must abandon the plot of helping others and respect the destiny chosen by others."
Luo Hao was silent, with a serious expression.
“Miss Tiwedi’s family is from a high caste here, and I wasn’t used to it when I first came into contact with it. It’s said to be half of the city, and hundreds of miles outside are her family’s territory.”< br>
Luo Hao was silent.
Chen Yong is really capable, literally, as soon as he arrived in India, he found a high-caste Brahmin beauty like Tivedi.
Luo Hao even suspected that Chen Yong's luck value was higher than his own.
"In your opinion, people of lower castes are also human beings, but Miss Tiwedi doesn't think so, including them."
After Chen Yong explained a few words, he went to talk to Men in their fifties chatted.
They were talking and laughing. Chen Yong’s language talent was not just for boasting. He could speak curry-flavored English fluently in half a day.
Luo Hao can understand, but if he communicates, he will definitely not be as smooth and silky as Chen Yong.
The director of Narayana Hospital ensured the provision of assistants and even said that the operating room would be air-conditioned.
Luo Hao was moved and contacted Manager Yin.
Ten minutes later, Chen Yong walked around with the director of Narayana Hospital and told all his needs.
The director of Narayana Hospital was very polite to Chen Yong and agreed to all the requests.
"Look at your expression." Chen Yong came back after finishing everything and looked at Luo Hao with a smile, "Those low-caste people cannot use cups to drink water. They have to lie down and drink like animals. . We are here for surgery, so do as the Romans do. ”
Luo Hao nodded.
When you are in a country, you should do as the Romans do. I don’t want to change anything.
The purpose of coming to India is to undergo surgery, complete long-term main tasks, and obtain rewards.
As for what the lower castes here want to do, it has nothing to do with me.
As long as they don't come to kiss his feet, Luo Hao calms down.
The main reason why he was a little embarrassed was that Luo Hao had never been kissed on his feet in his life, and Luo Hao didn't want to in the future.
After straightening everything out, Luo Hao finally felt relieved after seeing the construction team of China State Construction Engineering Corporation come to build the pergola, and the operation continued.
Chen Yong disappeared without a trace, probably going to play with Miss Tiwedi again.
Luo Hao rejected Fan Dongkai's suggestion to "help". It is common sense that two groups of people will perform surgery faster than one group of people.
With Fan Dongkai’s help, Luo Hao’s surgery will not change qualitatively.
So let’s just do it together in two groups.
Time passed by bit by bit, and the operation went smoothly. Luo Hao became happier with it.
Especially seeing the task progress bar moving forward at a speed visible to the naked eye, Luo Hao felt that he could already figure out how to allocate the 30 points of free attributes.
It was getting dark, and Luo Hao performed 27 surgeries for 6 hours straight.
Surgeries in India are much easier than those in China. This is not because of anything else, but mainly because the tumors are very large. Some patients only need to use the hepatic artery to inject medicine and rinse with lipiodol.
Luo Hao also knew the advantages and disadvantages of the guidewire catheter. He had to write materials about this when he went back. Luo Hao did not forget it.
We must do what we promised to Boko.
Only for part of the operation, Fan Dongkai came up to help. He soon couldn't get on the stage and rested below.
Luo Hao also understood, but he had to wear lead clothes even if he wanted to take a rest in this damn place, which was really tiring.
After another operation, Luo Hao opened the door of the operating room and was shocked to see that Fan Dongkai was not energetic, but was sitting on the ground panting as tired as a dead dog.
"Lao Fan, what's wrong with you?" Luo Hao asked.
“I’m so hot.” Fan Dongkai said weakly.
Luo Hao glanced at the system panel. Fan Dongkai had performed 8 surgeries on him in one afternoon. This was probably his limit.
Bangalore is located in the tropics. Although it is only March, the temperature has already reached over 30 degrees. Especially during the day, the surface temperature can reach nearly 40 degrees Celsius.
There is no air conditioning in the operating room and the temperature is higher.
People who live here can tolerate it, but people like Fan Dongkai, who live in places with air conditioners everywhere, simply can't tolerate it.
Luo Hao estimates that Fan Dongkai has an internal environment disorder due to excessive sweating. Low sodium and low potassium are possible.
There is even a chance of sudden death if you try to hold on.
"Old Fan, take a rest." Luo Hao handed Fan Dongkai a bottle of Centennial Mountain, "Don't insist on doing surgery with me, that's all for today."
"Little Luo, help me get a bottle of sugar." Fan Dongkai raised his head and his voice was a little weak.
At that time, I thought Fan Dongkai was a pure-blooded horse, but I didn't expect him to be so irresistible.
Luo Hao sighed softly and took a bottle of candy for Fan Dongkai, thinking that he must be a domestic doctor in terms of good skin and endurance.
Lao Fan is on his deathbed in the United States.
Thinking in his heart, Luo Hao suddenly felt something was wrong. The hairs on his back stood up, as if a crisis was coming.
Similar feelings appear occasionally. The last time was at Da Nizi's house. After entering the door, I smelled the scent of air freshener similar to the smell of Yuan Xiaoli's duty room, so I had an intuitive prediction.
What now?
Fan Dongkai took the glucose. The sugar water was in plastic bottles, similar to those used by the First Hospital of the Provincial Medical University.
Seeing that Fan Dongkai had already lifted the sugar water and was about to drink it, Luo Hao subconsciously grabbed the sugar water.
“Huh?” Fan Dongkai was startled, wondering what Luo Hao was doing.
Luo Hao suddenly felt calm and understood why he was feeling uneasy just now.
"Old Fan, come back to your place with me. There is pure water, sugar, and salt. I will mix it for you."
"???" Fan Dongkai looked at Luo Hao in confusion.
“Be careful.”
“This is sterile plastic.” Fan Dongkai smiled helplessly.
“Aren’t you in the United States? Don’t you know what happened?”
"What do you know?"
Luo Hao had an expression of disbelief on his face. He could see that Fan Dongkai really knew nothing, so he frowned and explained, "The eye drops that occurred in the United States a few years ago were highly drug-resistant. The bacterial contamination incident has now killed four people and left 14 blind.
Eighty-one patients from 18 states have been confirmed to be infected with a rare strain of drug-resistant bacteria called Pseudomonas aeruginosa."
“???”
“The eye drops are produced and imported from India, and according to an ophthalmologist, there are far more than 81 infected patients.”
"In order to reduce compensation, they have set strict review standards. Just like the review and identification of America's fallen soldiers, 81 people were determined to be blind due to eye drops."
"Uh..." Fan Dongkai no longer had the energy to say anything to Luo Hao, and he couldn't even think straight.
Luo Hao sighed.
The environment here is really bad. Even adding 3 points of physical strength is not enough. I rely on [Energy Conversion] to hold on.
Can’t blame Lao Fan.
Luo Hao grabbed the sugar water and threw it into the trash can. Luo Hao dragged Fan Dongkai to change clothes.
Fortunately, Fan Dongkai still had some strength and was able to change his clothes after drinking a bottle of Centenarian Mountain.
Everywhere here is inconvenient, let alone uneasy. Luo Hao didn't even dare to let Fan Dongkai collect blood and infuse in the hospital.
Not to mention the infusion that goes directly into the blood, not even drinking a bottle of sugar water.
"Ronald, I think it's a bit too much. There's no need to be so careful." Fan Dongkai said weakly as he was exhausted.
"It's okay." Luo Hao answered the question.
“Do you have any prejudice against India?” Fan Dongkai asked.
"It's not a prejudice, Lao Fan can understand the situation after the colonial army entered the Americas." Luo Hao replied seriously, "It's just that everyone is not used to it, and I also know that living there for a while Maybe it will be good."
"And we only have a week or a little more, so we can't always get used to and adapt to the Indian environment."
"In China, this is not the case. "I'm not acclimatized." Luo Hao smiled, "It's better to endure it. After we get used to it, we should go back to the country."
Fan Dongkai was speechless, looking at Luo Hao and wanting to say something, but still didn't.
“I remember many years ago, when I was still in middle school, there was an online DISS reality, about a male protagonist who traveled through time. He ate too much gutter oil, so he was immune to all poisons.”
"Ah?"
"Lao Fan, when you are in the United States, don't you think of me and Director Yuan the same way?"
Fan Dongkai was stunned.
"Damn, they are all developing countries. Whoever laughs at the other. I just want to take you back properly and do more surgeries." Luo Hao said with a smile.
Fan Dongkai could only smile silently when he saw Luo Hao talking about who was laughing at whom, and when he thought of his body but very honest hand.
"China is no longer a developing country. Now Europe and the United States have a unified understanding that there are two powers in the world."
"No, it will be a developing country all its life." Luo Hao replied firmly. .
“……”
"Come back with me." Luo Hao said calmly, "Old Fan, you are a member of the medical team. It would not be fun if you got sick in India. It doesn't matter whether you call me Professor Luo or not. Good health is the most important thing."
Fan Dongkai was moved and nodded.
Ronaldinho is still kind, this man can handle it!
"Of course, you don't want to call me Professor Luo. I will talk about this when I open the Global Society in the future. Lao Fan, don't blame me." Luo Hao smiled.
“!!!”
All emotions disappeared.
As for Luo Hao's ability, Fan Dongkai forgot about it.
"Let's go, let's have some hot pot at night. I brought a cooler, so I can have one hot pot every day." After Luo Hao finished speaking, he looked at Fan Dongkai, "Lao Fan, please take it easy, don't take it out to eat 19 The energy to open the leek box came out.”
“I didn’t bring much, it’s just for toothpaste, otherwise I would have to eat self-heating hot pot and instant noodles every day.”
Fan Dongkai cursed in his heart. Luo Hao not only couldn't get along, but he also kept remembering all kinds of embarrassing things about himself.
And don't let Luo Hao have too many handles.
Forget it, anyway, if there are too many lice, don’t bite them, and if you have too many debts, don’t worry.
Fan Dongkai simply broke the jar and smashed it, but it was difficult to spit out Professor Luo's words.
"You can do 3-5 surgeries every day and get more rest." Luo Hao warned.
After changing clothes, the two left the operating room.
The black wild dog was patrolling with several wild dogs dutifully. Luo Hao waved to it and made several inexplicable sounds.
"What are you telling it?" Fan Dongkai asked.
"Let it watch this place, just scare people, don't bite it casually." Luo Hao said, sighing, "I'm not here, I'm really worried, and I don't know when the car will arrive. Can you come?"
"Car?"
"I have to live here. After the car arrives, I will live here and take care of the patients. It should be better. Otherwise, I’m a little worried and won’t be able to sleep well.”
"..." Fan Dongkai was silent again.
I heard Yuan Xiaoli say that Luo Hao had some obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he never expected that his obsessive-compulsive disorder would be so severe.
No one cares about those patients. The director, doctors and nurses of Narayana Hospital don't care, not even the patients themselves.
Today Fan Dongkai saw too many numb and dull eyes, and those poor people from lower castes were like puppets.
But no matter what, even if they don't care about themselves, Luo Hao does.
In Luo Hao's words, these patients are his.
Just like Luo Hao has always insisted on taking back all the people he brought, he also insists that those patients are his and should be discharged and go home well after the operation.
Fan Dongkai didn't know if Luo Hao's persistence was right or not.
Anyway, I don’t have this youthful passion anymore.
I only care about whether the medical insurance company is finding fault again, and whether the number of outpatient days arranged by the hospital for me is in compliance with the rules.
The most important thing is - how much money you can earn.
It seems that what I first wanted to do was to treat illnesses and save people. When did that change?
Fan Dongkai looked at Luo Hao's shiny cheeks and fell into deep thought.
A security company car came to pick them up.
Luo Hao sent Fan Dongkai to the car first, and then insisted on looking around at the postoperative patients before sitting on the car.
"It's all day surgery. As long as the puncture point is compressed, nothing will happen." Fan Dongkai comforted Luo Hao.
Luo Hao just smiled and said nothing.
It is better to develop a habit of these things, otherwise it will be a big deal if you are careless after returning to China.
Luo Hao doesn't want to face those embarrassing things one day that he will remember for the rest of his life.
After getting in the car, Fan Dongkai turned on the air conditioner, and it didn't take long for him to fully recover.
Although I was still a little weak, my eyebrows turned into "√" for once, and I felt a little energetic.
"Ronaldo, I began to think that since you have never been abroad, you must not know the environment in India."
"I have asked whether any of my senior brothers have had surgery in India."< br>
"Oh? What kind of surgery?" Fan Dongkai asked.
Luo Hao smiled, but did not answer Fan Dongkai's question.
"By the way, just tell me about the eye drops." Seeing that Luo Hao didn't talk, Fan Dongkai didn't ask further, but changed the topic.
“Oh, actually it’s nothing. The analysis results say that feces was mixed in during the production of eye drops, which resulted in the presence of highly drug-resistant strains in the eye drops, leading to the spread.”
"So I think it's better to be on the safe side, and don't drink a bottle of glucose and then have diarrhea. In that case, Lao Fan, you have to go back to the United States directly. But the more than ten hours on the plane is quite difficult, in short, it is very difficult to handle."
Fan Dongkai didn't think Luo Hao's worries were justified, but after all, he was concerned about himself, so he didn't say much.
Back at the villa, Luo Hao helped Fan Dongkai open the door.
After opening the door, Luo Hao was stunned for a moment.
Feng Zixuan was lying on the ground, motionless, as if dead.
Conan's music sounded in Luo Hao's ears.
"Director Feng?!" Luo Hao went from supporting to pulling, and in the end he almost had Fan Dongkai under his arm, and came directly to Feng Zixuan.
"Ronald, I'm fine. I just have diarrhea." Feng Zixuan said weakly, "You... help me get the medicine."
"!!!" Fan Dongkai raised an eyebrow.
What's going on?
Is there something wrong with 500 boxes of Baisuishan? That water was brought by Luo Hao from China.
Luo Hao didn't ask why, but "threw" Fan Dongkai on the sofa and quickly took out the medicine from the suitcase.
Open a bottle of Baisuishan, put the medicine into Feng Zixuan's mouth and drink it with water.
Feng Zixuan's face was pale, his lips had no color at all, and he was already dehydrated.
What the hell! Luo Hao cursed in his heart.
After a thousand warnings and instructions, something happened in the end.
"Director Feng, wait a minute. You are now dehydrated. Don't rush to replenish water."
"It's okay. I'm much better. I'll recover after a short sleep. Ronaldinho, don't... don't worry." Feng Zixuan was still arrogant.
After taking montmorillonite powder, Luo Hao helped Feng Zixuan sit on the sofa.
“Gulu~~”
The sound of Feng Zixuan’s rapid gastrointestinal peristalsis was clearly audible.
"Ronald! Help me to the bathroom!! Hurry!!!" Feng Zixuan's face was as white as paper, he knew what was going to happen.
Luo Hao quickly helped Feng Zixuan into the bathroom and got him toilet paper.
Luo Hao seemed not to have seen or noticed what happened before.
A roaring sound came from the bathroom. Fan Dongkai never thought that a case of diarrhea could be so serious.
Luo Hao stood at the door of the bathroom. Although the door was closed, he still stood there.
When the sound inside disappeared, Luo Hao asked, "Director Feng, are you okay."
"It's...it's...ok."
"How did you do this?"
"I... took a shower." Feng Zixuan replied helplessly.
Take a bath! !
Luo Hao clenched his hands into fists. If Feng Zixuan hadn't still had diarrhea, he would have really wanted to punch him.
Fan Dongkai was stunned, is that all it takes to take a shower?
It’s not scientific.
Luo Hao did not criticize Feng Zixuan harshly, but he was really speechless that Director Feng still made such a low-level mistake after he repeatedly warned Feng Zixuan.
"Director Feng, do you feel flustered or palpitated now? Is the weakness in your limbs severe? Do you feel a pinprick sensation?" Luo Hao asked.
"No." Feng Zixuan replied in the bathroom, "I just have diarrhea and dehydration. I can just squat for a while."
Luo Hao thought for a while and did not continue to ask Feng Zixuan. Instead, he picked up his mobile phone and called Chen Yong.
It took a long time before Chen Yong answered the phone.
There was music coming from the other side of the phone.
While singing and dancing, the two of them fell down one after another, and Luo Hao felt a little split.
"Luo Hao, what's wrong? Could it be that you started to have diarrhea?" Chen Yong's voice was extremely pleasant.
"I'm fine, are you okay? Director Feng has started to have diarrhea." Luo Hao asked.
"It's okay, I have a water purification talisman."
"???"
Countless question marks popped up above Luo Hao's head.
"This thing is not for ordinary people, so I didn't say anything." Chen Yong said casually, "Don't worry, I will be fine. Speaking of Luo Hao, I only understood the low-caste people here today. You don’t think of yourself as a human being, so don’t be too troublesome with your mother-in-law.”
"Pay more attention to your own safety." Luo Hao warned.
"Don't worry, if you need anything, call me and I'll help you identify whether Bangalore's nightclub capital is worthy of its name." Chen Yong said with a smile.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Hao glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.
The lucky value of 56+2 above is sparkling.
Chen Yong is still very powerful, at least compared to Feng Zixuan and Fan Dongkai, he is simply a cheater.
Alas, I want to find oxen and horses to help me work.
Now it seems that I am the pure-blooded cow horse.
Luo Hao found it funny, but he was worried about Feng Zixuan's safety.
While preparing hot pot for Fan Dongkai, he observed Feng Zixuan’s physical condition.
Luo Hao would definitely not take Feng Zixuan to the hospital in India, without even the most basic trust.
What if something goes wrong and Director Feng Zixuan is bitten by a wild dog?
Although the private hospitals in wealthy areas are still great, Luo Hao still doesn't believe in them.
Three hours later, Feng Zixuan’s diarrhea had not eased at all.
Montmorillonite powder has been used at a dose that can cause constipation, but Feng Zixuan still does not feel better.
Drawing Feng Zixuan out, who was already on the verge of death, Luo Hao thought for a long time and said helplessly, "Director Feng, there is another way now."
"Ah?" Feng Zixuan didn't even have the strength to speak.
"I contacted Dong Feifei and asked her to pick you up. After returning to the Imperial Capital, you will be hospitalized in the International Department and wait for me to return." Luo Hao frowned and looked at Feng Zixuan, "As for now... I can only Rectal administration."
"..."
"..."
Feng Zixuan and Fan Dongkai were silent.
"Try it, I haven't tried it either."
"I...I..." Feng Zixuan's lips were cracked, without a trace of blood, and looked frighteningly white.
It looks like it has been exposed to the sun for three days and three nights.
Fortunately, all three of them are doctors, or have a background as doctors, so they are not so resistant to rectal administration.
Feng Zixuan also knew what Luo Hao meant.
Rectal administration is relatively straightforward. At least the effect of oral montmorillonite powder is not obvious now, so we can only try rectal administration.
But...
So shameful.
Even though Feng Zixuan is nearly fifty years old, he still feels ashamed when he has diarrhea and cannot take care of himself.
"I'll do it myself." Feng Zixuan said with his last strength.
"Of course." Luo Hao said seriously, "Director Feng, do you know the site of administration?"
"Ah? Isn't it the rectum?" Feng Zixuan was startled.
“Administration within 6cm of the lower rectum takes the internal iliac vein to return to the heart, and there is no first-pass effect; administration in the upper rectum is the same as ordinary administration via the mesenteric vein and the portal vein.”
“… ”
“……”
Even though Feng Zixuan and Fan Dongkai were both doctors, they still had no impression of these details.
There are so many things to say about rectal administration!
"Ronald, do you mean not to stuff it too deep?" Feng Zixuan asked.
"Yeah. I'm going to find montmorillonite powder and see how to get it in."
Get...in...
Feng Zixuan thought of the various patients with rectal foreign bodies he had encountered over the years.
I never thought I would end up here one day.
(End of this chapter)