Chapter 168 The last person who offended me was growing potatoes in Siberia
"Xiao Luo, you need to support me more in my work in the future." Director Xiao and Luo Hao said cordially.
"Damn, Director Xiao, you see what you said." Luo Hao showed the rawness and ignorance that a young man should have, "I will try my best, try my best... no, no, no, it is certain, don't worry."
Xiao Zhenhua’s face was full of enthusiasm, but he sighed in his heart.
Professor Luo Haolo did not agree directly, but was perfunctory with himself. Luo Hao seemed to be terribly jerky, but in fact this was a kind of rejection.
Dean Li and Meng Liangren looked on in shock.
Seeing Meng Liangren finish signing, Luo Hao said a few polite words to Xiao Zhenhua, and then left with Meng Liangren.
"Director Xiao, why are you so polite to him?" Dean Li asked in surprise, "Such a young professor must be lying."
Xiao Zhenhua raised his eyebrows but said nothing .
Does this person need to tell Director Li about performing painless gastrointestinal endoscopy for provincial bosses?
The doctor named Meng is really lucky. If he had had this luck when he was young, he would rather not be the director of the Health Commission.
......
"Professor Luo, who is that?" Meng Liangren asked after going out.
"Xiao Zhenhua, deputy director of the Municipal Health and Health Commission, he helped me handle the extraordinary things I did." Luo Hao said, "I heard that the director may be appointed in the second half of the year."
"... "Meng Liangren was speechless.
Recalling that Xiao Zhenhua held Professor Luo's hand, they were as close as if they were old friends for many years, and those who didn't know thought that Professor Luo was very kind to him.
But the fact is the other way around. Professor Luo's unusual matters were handled by Director Xiao, but Professor Luo was relatively cold and perfunctory towards Director Xiao.
Meng Liangren was a little confused, but it was his advantage not to think about things he didn't understand.
You are already an old doctor. If you still don’t understand that this world is unreasonable, then you will live like a dog in your life.
"How much do you have in the infectious disease hospital?" Luo Hao asked.
"Not much, just a few clothes and a few books. White clothes... I want to take them as a souvenir."
"It must have been very hard for you here in those years." Luo Hao suddenly asked.
"I was a little confused at first, but later I found that our infectious disease hospital alone couldn't do it." Meng Liangren shook his head, "I can barely do it at ordinary times, but when it comes to ventilators, ecmo and the treatment of critically ill patients, we can't do it at all. We have no experience at all. At that time, they were all from the first, second and third year medical university. "One hospital sent 20 people, including critical care and respiratory doctors and nurses. It's embarrassing to say that we were worried about infection. The name of the hospital is actually useless when it comes to use."
"Normally, the less work you have, the better our country will be." Luo Hao smiled.
That's what it says.
Meng Liang and Luo Hao chatted lightly and came to the ward.
He saw Meng Liangren, a middle-aged doctor in his forties with unshaven beard. He was wearing dirty white clothes and had his arms crossed. He looked like the legendary "black" doctor.
“Lao Meng, I heard you are awesome?!”
The middle-aged doctor almost shouted, without being polite at all.
"Uh..." Meng Liangren paused.
"Lao Meng, I heard that you are quite generous." The man seemed to lower his voice to tell a secret, but his voice was still loud, and Luo Hao could hear it clearly.
Are you willing to take the plunge?
Luo Hao was a little unhappy.
“Huh?” Meng Liangren was slightly startled, but he did not reply, but lowered his head and walked forward.
Luo Hao frowned slightly, Meng Liang deserved to have the word "good" in his name.
"I heard that you spent a lot of money? And you were even flattered by others?" The man chuckled and came up to hug Meng Liangren's shoulders.
There was a feeling in his smile that every man could understand, and Luo Hao sighed.
I am afraid that my brothers will have a hard time, and I am also afraid that my brothers will drive Land Rover. The first person to say this is definitely a person with a story.
After the jump, the way neighbors, relatives, and brothers look at people will always change.
Although in Luo Hao's view, Meng Liangren's move from the Infectious Diseases Hospital to the First Hospital of the Medical University was not considered a jump, it was just working in a grassroots hospital, Luo Hao also knew the truth.
He looked at Meng Liangren with interest to see what the new member of the medical team was going to do.
As Luo Hao expected, Meng Liangren just giggled and didn't cause any trouble at all.
Luo Hao is quite satisfied with this.
“You are really generous.” The man put his arm around Meng Liangren’s shoulders and said half-truthfully, “I knew when you got divorced that your hobbies were different from ours. Tell me, is the person working for you this time someone from your circle?”
"..." Meng Liangren remained silent and walked into the ward.
The ward was dark, and even the lights were not turned on.
The trees have fallen and the hozens have dispersed, so it is natural to save money on electricity bills.
“Three flats are not as good as one round, hahaha, I just learned this.” The man laughed loudly and kept patting Meng Liangren on the shoulder, “In the past they said you liked men, but I still I really don’t believe it. I replied this time. I believe it.”
“Brother Sun, no, I really don’t,” Meng Liangren defended in a low voice.
"Not yet!" Dr. Sun raised his eyes and said disdainfully, "A few days ago, I was packing things with the nurse. When we passed by the people from the security company who were escorting the cash from the outpatient clinic, the little nurse said that Brother Meng can earn this much in a month. Box of money."
"..."
"..."
Even Luo Hao didn't speak this time.
Isn’t it too outrageous!
That kind of safe holds 2 million in one box, which is simply off the charts.
“I don’t know what you know how to order? Why do you make so much money? I didn’t believe it before, but you said you could transfer to me as a freshman in the medical school. This time I believe it.”< br>
Dr. Sun said, patting his chest, as if he was a little proud.
What are you proud of? Isn't it better to be round without being flattened three times? Luo Hao found it interesting.
He was taught by his bosses before that he should be low-key in life and high-profile in work.
Now it turns out the bosses were right.
Meng Liangren was not doing well yet, but the doctors and nurses at the original hospital spread rumors that he was earning millions a month and that he was a three-year-old.
Walking into the duty room, Meng Liangren sighed, "Brother Sun, I really don't have any, you believe me."
"Damn it, who of us is following the other! You are still like this, It’s so boring!” Dr. Sun pouted.
“vomit~~~”
The sound of vomiting came from the duty room.
With the locker blocking it, Luo Hao couldn't see what was going on inside.
Dr. Sun heard the sound of vomiting and quickly let go of Meng Liangren and ran in.
"Bao'er, are you feeling sick again? Turn your head a little to avoid choking."
"Yes."
came a weak voice.
"What can I do? I have already used all the medicine for acute gastroenteritis." Dr. Sun was helpless and said to himself, the energy he had just lost.
Luo Hao didn't have much to do. This is a hospital. Although the infectious disease hospital is less reliable, it is still a hospital.
Besides, the patient just felt nauseated and retched.
“Old Meng, you don’t have many things, so you are considered a minimalist.” Luo Hao praised Meng Liangren’s cabinet when he saw it was clean and tidy.
"I'm used to it."
Meng Liangren took out a bag and began to pack the contents of the cabinet.
There are indeed not many things in his cabinet. There are three or four white clothes hanging, all with long sleeves.
The short-sleeved white clothes were neatly folded and placed at the bottom of the cabinet. There were several thick books on them. The top one was - "Interventional Surgery".
Other than that, there were not many odds and ends. What Luo Hao was most interested in was a box of paper clips.
Soon Meng Liangren packed his things, and Luo Hao took one of the bags.
Meng Liangren hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not leave directly, but entered the duty room.
"Brother Sun, I'm leaving then." Meng Liangren greeted.
Luo Hao followed in, and the diagnostic assistant AI began to rotate.
The diagnosis of acute gastroenteritis did not appear. The last diagnosis that appeared on the system screen shocked Luo Hao - acute meningitis.
grass!
Luo Hao was stunned for a moment and looked at it carefully twice before confirming that it was true and that he was not dazzled.
A sense of absurdity came to Luo Hao's heart.
No wonder the bosses often talk about strengthening the training of grassroots doctors. At the time, Luo Hao thought it was a high-profile statement, but now it seems that it is indeed the case.
Dr. Sun dotes on his daughter to the core, but he cannot diagnose acute meningitis at all.
And he is a doctor.
Then Luo Hao noticed a scratch on the child's wrist. It was disinfected with iodine, not bandaged, and there was no bleeding.
"Brother Sun, Xiaoxu has gastroenteritis? It looks a little serious." Meng Liangren originally wanted to say hello and leave, but he hesitated after taking a look.
After asking, he turned back to look at Luo Hao without waiting for Dr. Sun to answer.
"It's not acute gastroenteritis, I guess it's meningitis." Luo Hao said softly, "Dr. Sun, this is why Lao Meng can come to my medical team, but you can't."
Dr. Sun was stunned for a moment.
"Acute meningitis, don't delay, go to the medical school now." Luo Hao said seriously.
"Acute meningitis? Diagnosed with a heel? Are you considered a doctor?" Dr. Sun looked at Luo Hao with disdain, "Are you standing out for Lao Meng and showing off your connections as a freshman in medicine? Yes. "Lao Meng, who is he?"
"The leader of my medical team, Professor Luo from Xiehe."
Xiehe!
The word appears again.
The resounding gold-lettered signboard is the holy place in every doctor's mind. Even the doctors who are dawdling in the infectious disease hospital cannot ignore the word Xiehe.
"Take the child to the first-year medical school, emergency room. If you can't find a suitable doctor, call me at any time." Luo Hao casually took a piece of paper, wrote down his phone number and gave it to Dr. Sun.
Dr. Sun was a little confused.
"Brother Sun, don't make fun of the child. It doesn't look like acute gastroenteritis to me."
"What do you think? Xiaoxu just felt nauseated and retched. What could it be if it wasn't acute gastroenteritis?" Dr. Sun was unconvinced.
"I feel that the child is a little lethargic." Meng Liangren was not confident either, and looked at Luo Hao as he spoke.
"Not all meningitis has neurological signs." Luo Hao looked at Dr. Sun, "Vomiting is also one of the signs of meningitis."
"!!!"
"Although I don't like you, don't delay the child." After Luo Hao finished speaking, he turned and left.
The child's father is here and he is also a doctor, so there is really no need to say too much.
After leaving, Meng Liangren walked a few steps quickly and came to Luo Hao.
"Professor Luo, how did you diagnose acute meningitis?"
"It's not your fault." Luo Hao smiled, "Listen to heretics, you can do it."< br>
“Yeah.”
Luo Hao regretted a little and reflected on it. I was still young and energetic, but I was offended by Dr. Sun's words - three flats are not as good as one round, so I just sneered and gave my diagnosis.
There are flaws.
But it shouldn’t matter. Meng Liangren’s level is relatively low, so he shouldn’t be able to find any faults.
Luo Hao immediately replied based on the diagnosis, "There is an injury on the child's wrist. Although it has been treated, it can still be judged by combining it. Let's put it this way, trauma + vomiting, and lethargy, diagnosis of acute meningitis The possibility is great.”
"..." Meng Liangren was startled for a moment.
“In Xiehe’s medical record database, 23 patients had their limbs amputated for this reason.”
“!!!” Meng Liangren was surprised and asked, “Amputation because of meningitis? ”
“Meningitis is only a complication, not the most serious complication. The bacteria that can cause meningitis are most likely bacterium, and if not treated in time, it will induce bacteremia.”
Meng Liangren still didn’t understand.
Luo Hao changed the topic into his area of expertise, took out his mobile phone, and searched for a relevant medical record.
"Here, this is a case report." Luo Hao handed the phone to Meng Liangren, "A 7-year-old patient in the UK suffered a bruise on his calf and vomiting after playing on the beach for a day. Symptoms. The local emergency doctor diagnosed it as acute gastroenteritis and gave the patient symptomatic treatment and sent him home to rest. "Three days later, the patient developed bacteremia, but his left leg was amputated. "
"Is it because of the scratch on the left calf?" Meng Liangren asked in surprise.
"Yes." Luo Hao explained, "Trauma + vomiting, we should highly suspect whether it is meningitis or related diseases. By the way, the child's face is red, I suspect she has started to have a fever."
Luo Hao then started talking about trauma + vomiting.
It is difficult to hit the target, but it is countless times easier to draw a target around the bullet after shooting.
Luo Hao had a diagnostic assistant AI to give a definite diagnosis. He calculated backwards and found no clues.
Meng Liangren was stunned when he heard this.
He just had a feeling that Xiaoxu didn't seem to have acute gastroenteritis, so he said it casually.
But Meng Liangren never expected that Professor Luo would glance at the patient and see so many details.
In an instant, Meng Liangren admired Luo Hao.
Professor Luo did a good job in surgery and his diagnosis level is also top notch!
"Professor Luo, you...wait for me in the car." Meng Liangren said, "I will persuade Brother Sun."
Luo Hao did not stop Meng Liangren.
The sick person is a child. There is no need to delay the treatment because of Dr. Sun's bad talk.
Meng Liangren did what Luo Hao wanted.
Sitting in the car, Luo Hao turned on his mobile phone and read journals habitually.
After half an hour, Meng Liangren took Dr. Sun downstairs.
Dr. Sun seemed to know that he still had objections at this time. He glanced at Luo Hao and hurriedly got into his car with the child in his arms.
"Professor Luo, I read it as you said, and it really looks like acute meningitis."
"Haha." Luo Hao smiled, thinking to himself, if there is a next time, he must do it Choose a gentler approach instead of directly fighting back.
"Professor Luo, your usual entertainment is reading papers?" Meng Liangren saw the English on Luo Hao's mobile phone interface and made up everything in his head.
"Well, use your spare time to read the information. Over time, it will be helpful."
"No wonder your diagnostic level is so high." Meng Liangren was ashamed and took a deep breath. tone.
Luo Hao caught a glimpse of Meng Liangren's cheeks a little red, looking very middle-class, as if he was secretly determined to imitate himself in the future.
Ignite, start, and return to the First Hospital of Medical University.
Meng Liangren came at a much better time than Luo Hao, and Luo Hao pulled out all the nails in front of him.
At least the cabinet assigned to Meng Liangren was kicked when no one went up.
Now Yuan Xiaoli is gentle and kind to Luo Hao, and even looks at Luo Hao with eyes full of stars.
This kind of technical doctor is most likely to be impressed by technology.
What's more, not only Yuan Xiaoli, but also his senior brother Fan Dongkai had already knelt down.
Back at the First Hospital of Medical University, Luo Hao helped Meng Liangren carry things up.
"You are back." Chen Yong was writing a paper with his notebook on his hands. When he saw Luo Hao coming back, he said hello.
"Yes." Luo Hao sat down and looked lazily at the green outside the window, reflecting on his mistakes today.
It seems that he is really careless and a little angry, and he does things without thinking.
"Chen Yong, have you ever been angry?" Luo Hao asked.
"What?"
"I ask, have you ever been angry?"
"Taoism teaches you to follow your heart. If you have any grudge against me, I will kill you!" Otherwise, my Taoist spirit will be unstable," Chen Yong said contemptuously.
"Fight him back on the spot?" Luo Hao asked.
"No, that's so low-level. Go home, whether it's magic or Taoism, there are many ways. But, the harmonious society saved those idiots." Chen Yong cursed, seeming to remember What bad memories.
"Why do you want to ask this?" Chen Yong put down his work and turned around to ask Luo Hao.
"Lao Meng was scolded a few times by his colleagues in his former unit. I felt unhappy, so I yelled back at that time." Luo Hao shrugged, "No, I am just reflecting on myself."
“What’s the point of reflection in this? Isn’t it appropriate?”
"Eh? Aren't you Taoists supposed to cultivate your moral character?" Luo Hao was surprised.
"We? We've all said that we usually take revenge on the spot when we have a grudge. Cultivating one's moral character is useless. Can it help me ascend?"
"..."
This temper.
Luo Hao smiled.
"You went up and kicked him away? Or did you use a combination of punches to teach him how to be a good person? Or maybe you called the dean and told him to be laid off directly. The diversion thing has nothing to do with him?" Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao trustingly.
"No, that's all you said." Luo Hao shrugged and spread his hands.
“You just pointed at his nose and cursed?”
“That’s not the case.”
“Then what did you do?” Chen Yong really didn’t care this time Yes, he asked doubtfully.
Luo Hao thought about it and replied calmly, "His daughter is sick, so I will treat her."
"Fuck!" Chen Yong cursed.
Luo Hao is kidding himself, right?
"Luo Hao, let me tell you, you shouldn't spoil some bitches. Otherwise, wouldn't your eight-pack abs that can be used as a washboard be in vain?"
"Harmonious society, crack down on gangs and eliminate evil, and calculate the cost of fighting." Luo Hao said repeatedly.
"Exactly." Chen Yong scorned, "I heard from the doctor in the thoracic department that they went under the knife during the director dispute!"
"That was twenty years ago."
< br>"How can you be bullied to death if you have such a temper in society?" Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao leisurely.
“The last person who offended me is now growing potatoes in Siberia.” Luo Hao said with a smile.
Chen Yong just wanted to laugh and scold, but then he thought of Wen Youren.
From a certain perspective, it is not an exaggeration to say that Wen Youren grew potatoes in Siberia.
Speaking of Siberia, Ningupa comes to mind. These two words seem to have a natural connection.
"Hahaha." Chen Yong seemed to have remembered a joke and laughed. Then Luo Hao asked, "When I was in the UK, a buddy said - if I am really guilty, I will be exiled to Ninggu "Ta, how comfortable are you eating chicken stewed with mushrooms and pot-wrapped meat?"
"Is the British food really so unpalatable?"
"Of course, you are." I have never been abroad... No, you bring a lot of food with you when you go to India. After eating it, you will know that it is really delicious. Moreover, the taste is only one aspect. If you don't steal it, it won't be Italy. It’s not France, it’s England.”
"Where's A Mei?"
"I'll give you two more shots after the robbery."
Luo Hao automatically ended the topic and took out his mobile phone to read the paper.
"Luo Hao, if you have such a bad temper, why can't young people look like young people? Are they full of vigor and vitality? If you step on my foot, I will definitely kill your whole family."
< br>"Are you sick?" Luo Hao raised his head and glanced at Chen Yong, "Or have you gone too far in your cultivation?"
"If the Dharma is superior, which one should be chosen, what is the Dharma among them?"
"So, you are telling me such an extreme thing? Your master, Jiang Wenming, is not that extreme."
>"Otherwise in the medical team, if all the team leaders like you are so rude, no one would want to step on you."
Luo Hao smiled.
"Then we come to the First Hospital of Medical University, who bullied us?"
Chen Yong was stunned.
It seems to be the case. Since coming to the First Hospital of the Medical University, everything has been smooth sailing. Even the proud Yuan Xiaoli didn't say a word.
Just as he was thinking of Yuan Xiaoli, Yuan Xiaoli strode in.
"Professor Luo, look at my surgery today! What I did was a bit like yours!" Yuan Xiaoli's face was full of joy and pride.
Chen Yong sighed inwardly.
Yuan Xiaoli, a coward, didn't want to cause much trouble for Luo Hao. It's okay if he doesn't look for trouble. This guy even gave an example on the spot to prove that Luo Hao was right.
"Really? I'll learn." Luo Hao said with a smile.
Chen Yong felt contempt.
You are still so polite to Yuan Xiaoli who has already knelt down, how can you learn? Learn how to knit!
"Director Yuan, the operation has been improved! We are making great progress and we can make further progress!" Luo Hao praised after watching the operation for 20 minutes.
"Right." Yuan Xiaoli said proudly, "This place looks like the surgery you performed."
Chen Yong saw Yuan Xiaoli pulling the progress bar and found the most comfortable position of his surgery to show off to Luo Hao.
"Here! It does look like the surgery I performed."
Luo Hao also knew the details and began to discuss the details of the surgery with Yuan Xiaoli.
More than an hour later, the two of them were still chatting about the surgery with great interest.
Luo Hao had already used gentle words to secretly remind Yuan Xiaoli that there were several points in the operation that could be improved.
Chen Yong looked bored.
Isn’t it time to show off?
Seeing it was time to get off work, Chen Yong packed up his laptop and was about to call Luo Hao to go home for dinner.
A dark figure hurriedly broke in, ignoring the turmoil.
"Professor Luo!" the shadow shouted loudly.
The sound echoed in the office.
"Huh?" Luo Hao turned around and saw Dr. Sun standing in front of him with a strange expression.
(End of this chapter)