Chapter 299 The Immortal Guides the Way
"Let me take a look." Director You quickly opened the tablet and searched for relevant professors.
“Forget it, there’s no need to look for le.” Principal Fan said with an upright face, “No matter whose class it is, it’s been 20 minutes and it’s not here yet! It’s really unorganized and undisciplined!”
Principal Fan was so proud that he was ready to perform surgery on any professor from the medical university.
Furthermore, Principal Fan felt that he was in the right, and no affiliated hospital could say anything.
"..." Director You felt something was wrong. He still lowered his head and searched in the word document of the class schedule.
“Withholding money, this month’s subsidy is gone, and the school’s merit evaluation has also been stopped. The professors in the affiliated college are really getting more and more outrageous. When evaluating professional titles, one is more active than the other, just to get It’s a nice name to say.”
“You have to take classes if you want to be a professor! Otherwise, you can find a little doctor to teach.”
“What the hell! These evil spirits must be killed, otherwise they will push further and our teaching quality will not be satisfied."
Principal Fan put on a posture of killing chickens and threatening monkeys, the cold light of his fifty-meter sword flashing.
"Director You?"
"Uh-huh, I'm taking notes." Director You quickly flipped through the class schedule and muttered perfunctorily.
Principal Fan was a little dissatisfied, and he glared at Director You fiercely.
But Director You seemed not to notice and was still looking at the class schedule.
"No matter who it is, ask the dean in charge to come to me." Principal Fan said coldly.
"Principal Fan..."
"No matter who it is!"
"Principal Fan, you..."
"I don't see it, the professor doesn't come to class, there's no reason No matter who it is today!" Principal Fan scolded from the commanding heights.
"It's Professor Luo, Professor Xiao Luo." Director You didn't dare to show off and explained quickly.
"I don't care...ah?!" Principal Fan was startled, and his expression suddenly became awkward, "Oh, Ronaldinho, he is very busy, really, please take a day off. He has my phone number, what a waste of a phone call How much time?"
Director You looked at Principal Fan with a complicated expression.
“If it doesn’t work, find someone to teach the class. Professor Ronaldinho’s assistant, I heard that when our medical university selected the most beautiful professor, his name was not included, but the girls praised him forcibly. Go up."
"This Xiao Luo is really shameless. Why don't you just say hello when you're busy in the clinic?" Principal Fan had a kind smile on his face.
What I just said was like farting, and I forgot about it. There is no such thing as killing the chicken and showing it to the monkey.
A figure hurried over, very fast.
"Little Luo!" Principal Fan was looking around awkwardly. When he saw Luo Hao, he immediately raised his hand to say hello.
"Principal Fan, I'm sorry, we just had a rescue operation, so we are late for class." Luo Hao explained as he ran.
Arriving in front of Principal Fan, Luo Hao couldn't breathe.
This vital capacity and coordination are really for a young man, Principal Fan said with emotion. If I had done the amount of exercise I did just now, I might have developed asthma.
"Principal Fan, I'm sorry. There was a mass car accident. I had two embolization surgeries before I rushed over. I didn't expect it was too late. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Luo Hao apologized sincerely.
"Harm, you see what you said, human life is important!" Principal Fan waved his hand, "You are busy with clinical work. Say hello to me in advance from now on, and Director You will take care of it."
< br>"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." Luo Haoyu was still polite.
Principal Fan was a little unhappy, "Why are you being so polite to me? Go to class."
Luo Hao bowed and turned around to go in.
Principal Fan's heart moved, and instead of leaving on his own, he followed Luo Hao into the lecture theater.
"Dear students, there is rescue today. I'm late. I'm sorry." Luo Hao apologized to his classmates.
It’s not strange to be polite to many people, but Luo Hao’s humble attitude does not look like a talent that a large multinational company is poaching to death, Principal Fan thought to himself as he sat in the back.
"It's too late. I will send today's blackboard writing to the study committee members. We will circulate it to each other later and study hard."
"???" Principal Fan and Director You were stunned.
"I'll tell you something that the TV station won't show." Luo Hao smiled.
“???”
“???”
Countless question marks popped up in the classroom.
“The content of the lecture may change when you need it, so you must keep pace with the times.”
After Luo Hao finished speaking, he wrote the four letters cell on the blackboard.
"Half of us will become doctors in the future. Let me tell you how to publish papers and which journals are most cost-effective."
"!!!" Fan The principal and Director You shuddered in unison.
The students don’t know the importance of this class, but Principal Fan and Director You know.
This is the man who single-handedly pushed the medical research ranking into the top ten in the country!
If the cns published within half a year can be converted into money, it will be enough for a financially free man.
In order to apologize, Luo Hao actually stopped giving lectures and wanted to give the students some useful information.
Principal Fan subconsciously touched the ball pen.
Director You was also touching, but he touched the air.
"Classmate, can I borrow a pen and paper?" Director You asked the classmates around him.
The dean of students and the principal in charge were sitting next to me, and my classmates almost cried. They stayed overnight yesterday and were preparing to catch up on their sleep in class.
Damn it, there are two Sangmen stars sitting next to him. Who dares to catch up on sleep?
Hearing Director You’s request, the students immediately handed the pen and paper to Director You.
"cns is the top class in the world. Let's start with c."
""cell"..."
Luo Hao began to talk about the ins and outs of cells. His words were concise, concise and full of practical information.
Director You took notes carefully.
This is it. If you sell it as a course, graduate students will have to fight for it.
"There are four major sub-journals under "cell" and 23 other sub-journals."
"CellStemCell", "CellReports", "CellSystems" and "Immunity" were written by Luo Hao On the blackboard, he began to explain the scope of each sub-journal.
This was followed by 23 other sub-journals.
Next are the sub-magazines of sub-magazines, as well as the most fringe publications that can use the name "cell" to show off.
Director You was dumbfounded.
Most content game directors don’t know at all.
"Cell" actually allows it to use its name to deceive, "Cell" sub-publications of sub-publications of sub-publications, infinite matryoshka dolls.
"If you only want to delve deeper into clinical practice in the future, and only want the lowest-end literature and so on, as long as it passes review, I suggest publishing these."
Luo Hao circled the 27 sub-journals of "Cell" .
"The following is a lie. It doesn't matter if it is published. It's just hard to tell when you meet an expert." Luo Hao continued, "If they are all articles in this kind of publication, your instructor will say - -If you want to cause trouble in the future, don’t tell your teacher.”
The classroom rang with cheerful laughter.
Principal Fan looked at the clear and stupid eyes of the undergraduates and sighed in his heart.
When I was young, why didn’t anyone show me such a clear path? Even if it is a water publication, it belongs to "cell"!
Next, Luo Hao started to talk about "Nature" and "Science".
Like Cell, these top international journals also have backdoors - sub-journals, sub-journals of sub-journals, and sub-journals of sub-journals.
Various matryoshka dolls.
Next are The Lancet and New England, followed by top journals in various specialties.
Luo Hao knew everything clearly and made recommendations on difficulty.
Principal Fan regretted a little. What Professor Luo Haoluo said was comparable to Zhang Xuefeng’s class.
You must know that Zhang Xuefeng’s class had sold nearly 20,000 copies during the college entrance examination. At such a high price, demand still exceeds supply.
Without him, it’s just poor information.
And what about Ronaldinho?
Principal Fan finally figured out why Ronaldinho didn't value money.
Knowledge is power, knowledge is money.
Luo Hao has something in his mind that can be realized at any time, and he can pick it up without any effort.
Principal Fan looked at Luo Hao blankly. As for what Luo Hao was talking about, it was no longer important. Principal Fan didn't need these papers. He just sighed at Luo Hao's youth and talent.
Most of the students didn't know what Luo Hao was talking about, but there were always sober and mature young people who listened carefully and chased after Luo Hao to ask questions even after class was over.
Even if the principal and dean of students were around, they still kept asking.
Luo Hao answered questions patiently, asked very targeted questions, and provided personalized tutoring to the students.
After answering all the questions, Luo Hao left with Principal Fan and Director You with a smile.
"Ronald, you were 20 minutes late, but you gave the students a big gift. This gift is too heavy." Principal Fan sighed.
“Fortunately, it’s not heavy. It just shows them the way before they enter society.”
Principal Fan thought Luo Hao was being modest, a little too modest. There is a huge difference between someone showing the way and no one showing the way.
The guidance of immortals is considered to be one of the determining factors in a person's growth.
"Xiao Luo, Lan Ke helped pull the strings, I haven't had time to thank you yet."
"Principal Fan, please don't." Luo Hao refused seriously.
“???” Principal Fan was startled.
"Exchange students were a great opportunity twenty years ago, but not now." Luo Hao looked at Principal Fan's eyes seriously, "Principal Fan, I will reiterate this matter. If there are any questions in the future, Qian Hao will Don't say it's my fault."
"?" Principal Fan was stunned.
It seems that Luo Hao is not being humble, but is very serious about telling himself - if you are going to get into trouble, don't tell me that you are your teacher.
Isn't this a good thing? Why is Ronaldinho so nervous? It's like digging up someone's ancestral grave.
"Principal Fan, have you ever communicated with a clinician?"
Principal Fan frowned. He didn't understand what Luo Hao meant.
"Some time ago, there were reports of overseas students returning to China to be hospitalized en masse. Do you know?" Luo Hao asked.
Principal Fan shook his head.
Luo Hao sighed.
Director You grabbed Principal Fan and explained in a low voice, "Some time ago, some international students returned to China and were hospitalized in a group. They did not come together, but they were too dense. It was like they had agreed to come together as a group."
"Oh?" Principal Fan was startled, "Are you coming back to take advantage of the cheaper medical care in China? A few years ago, my niece came back and had 4 wisdom teeth extracted in one go. After the extraction, she was so happy that she saved tens of thousands of dollars. .
She refused to pull it out no matter how much I discussed it, saying she was afraid of pain. "
Director You was a little embarrassed, but Luo Hao was the only one around, and it was Luo Hao who brought up the matter. , he should know.
"It is said that Ye Feizi, an international student outside, came back and quit."
"!!!" Principal Fan's eyes hit his feet.
"This was the first time I encountered a similar situation at the Medical University. My family may have been afraid of being accused, so I chose to go to the Neurology Department of the Medical University for treatment. Although it was not symptomatic, there was always a treatment."
"Later "What?" Principal Fan asked, wondering if there was anything unusual about his niece after returning to China. "The milder ones have been discharged one after another." Director You explained.
Obviously he knows a lot about this matter, even more detailed than Luo Hao.
After meeting Feng Zixuan and talking about it that time, Luo Hao never followed him.
"Some of the international students who returned home were beaten by their parents, some were beaten so severely that they even came back and were hospitalized for treatment."
"Fuck!" Principal Fan cursed.
"This is not a trivial matter. It is said that an international student was beaten by his father and suffered multiple rib fractures on both sides. He cried and said he would never go out again."
"..."
< br>"Principal Fan, what I'm mainly worried about is this aspect. Don't think that people still have the same thinking more than ten or twenty years ago, thinking that they can get promoted after going to Johns Hopkins. Even if they don't stay in the United States, they will not be able to do it after they come back. Also superior.”
"But the situation is changing too fast. If this is the case, I'm worried that it will cause unnecessary trouble. So, I refuse this. If you want to do it, I won't stop it, but I won't approve it either." Luo Hao said sincerely.
Principal Fan didn't care about Luo Hao's warning.
Luo Hao didn't want this favor, but he had more room to move. However, the worries of Luo Hao and Director You seemed to him to be unfounded.
After chatting for a few more words, Luo Hao said goodbye and left.
Luo Hao really didn't expect to be late for class today. He was very active in class, preaching and answering questions.
It just happened that there were a lot of emergency surgeries, and Yuan Xiaoli was too busy to do it alone, so Luo Hao reached out and finished the surgery for the patients before coming over.
After leaving, Luo Hao also felt very relaxed.
The number of students who are interested in this is more than Luo Hao imagined, and Luo Hao is very pleased.
Back in the department, Meng Liang was diligently writing medical records like an old scalper. Zhuang Yan was getting better and better under the guidance of Lao Meng.
Chen Yong sat aside and was still thinking hard about revising the paper he wrote for Lao Liu.
"Back."
"Yes, back."
"The students didn't herd the sheep?" Chen Yong raised his head and asked, rubbing his temples.
“No, they are all very well-behaved.” Luo Hao smiled and did not give any specific details, “How was the paper?”
“It’s okay, I guess it will be better after one more revision. That’s it.”
Luo Hao stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up.
“Awesome!”
“What’s so great? It’s so hard to write a sub-journal of sub-journals.”
Although Chen Yong said so, Luo Hao still I think he is very powerful.
Since working with him and joining the medical team, Chen Yong has made rapid progress. In less than a year, I can already write papers independently and it is still in the top journals.
Although it is a sub-magazine, it is not difficult at all in Luo Hao's opinion, but Chen Yong's talent cannot be denied.
"There is some gossip, do you want to hear it?" Chen Yong asked.
"Listen."
Luo Hao sat by the window, the sun falling on his body, warm and comfortable to his bones.
"A patient died in the vascular department." Chen Yong approached Luo Hao and whispered, "Aortic dissection."
"Before and after the operation?"
"After the operation, the operation was very successful."
Luo Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, but Chen Yong started to talk about the cause of the patient's death.
In this regard, Luo Hao did not ask further questions, but closed his eyes, bathed in the sunshine, and felt comfortable.
“The aortic dissection operation went smoothly, but the postoperative death was most likely due to elevated blood pressure, and there were invisible tears outside the intima of the blood vessels controlled by the large frame.”
"Why does blood pressure rise?"
"The possibility of doctors and nurses is not high. It should be emotional excitement caused by quarreling with other patients and patients' family members."
Luo Hao said, Open your eyes and observe what is happening.
When he saw Chen Yong's expression, he knew that he had said something wrong. He put his palm on his forehead and smiled bitterly, "How old is the patient?"
"32."
"Did you do some exercise in the ward at night?" Luo Hao thought for a while and asked in a very calm and discerning tone.
"Huh? How do you know so detailedly?" Chen Yong was stunned.
"I have encountered it before. I have rich clinical experience."
"Which bed?"
Luo Hao shook his head and sighed softly.
It's just that some people don't know how to control themselves. They just had a stent on their front leg and still got a fatal aortic stent.
If the blood pressure stabilizes, it will be fine in a few days. Having to make love in the middle of the night will cause the blood pressure to rise suddenly, and the torn lining of the blood vessels will continue to be torn to places that cannot be covered by the stent.
What a pity.
But Luo Hao just sighed softly. He has seen too much, what can the doctor do?
The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, but Xiehe will keep you until the fifth watch.
These words are so crazy that Luo Hao, who was born in Xiehe, actually doesn't think so.
Many things matter, even if the surgery is done well, it is useless.
The patient with liver cancer that Yang Jinghe sent had ascites and portal hypertension caused by heavy drinking, and he died after the last mouthful of blood spurted out.
Even if I perform the surgery to perfection, I still can’t survive.
Luo Hao glanced at the system panel, his luck value was 132+5+10 (auspicious).
"You really have rich clinical experience." Chen Yong was not too surprised. He just said in a neutral tone, "You like to bask in the sun so much?"
"You don't like it?"
"I used to like it, but I went to England once, lived there for a year, and got a Shui Shuo, and I stopped liking it."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhuang Yan asked curiously.
“I was reading in the library and saw 22 o’clock. I felt that I had worked very hard and went out satisfied. Huo! It was still bright. When I returned to the dormitory, I ate something. The sky turned blue. I covered my head and wanted to sleep. It will be bright soon.”
"Is that an exaggeration?"
"Southerners think that there is no nightlife in the Northeast, and the sun comes up early, but people in the UK wake up really early when it gets up." Chen Yong complained, "It's not enough if you can't see the sun, but you can wake up early from morning to night It’s not good to shine brightly, it almost made me depressed during that time.”
Luo Hao smiled, “Your days in the library are numbered, don’t pretend.”
“ That's true." Chen Yong said it frankly, without any shame.
"Let's go, let's go eat." Luo Hao saw that it was almost time, so he made arrangements to go to eat.
"What to eat?"
"Just do the math." Luo Hao smiled.
Chen Yong took out his mobile phone, counted it with his right hand and quickly started chatting. The afterimage could be seen with his fingers.
Luo Hao has always been curious about why Chen Yong's mobile phone is not stuck. The speed at which he chats is afraid that just texting can cause an ordinary mobile phone to crash.
“Eating barbecue.” Chen Yong said with a smile.
"No, guess again."
Zhuang Yan came over, "There is a private dish, I think it is good."
"Luo Hao, you treat me, you say." Chen Yong looked at Luo Hao asked with his eyes.
"Hot pot, I'm going abroad, who knows if the noodles are good or not."
Chen Yong picked up his phone and waved it in front of Luo Hao's eyes.
A group buying coupon for a hotpot restaurant.
Luo Hao laughed, "You guessed it right."
He knew that Chen Yong was good at calculating, so he should have calculated in advance, just making a little joke with himself. Luo Hao wasn't surprised either, so he changed his clothes and went downstairs together.
"Chen Yong, tell me whether your trip to the United States will go smoothly or not."
"You? Just do a demonstration operation. What's the point?" Chen Yong said scornfully, "Do you still want to shock everyone in the world with a demonstration operation? Even Newton couldn't do it."
"For someone else, Newton is not a doctor."
"Well, even Mr. Qian can't."
Go out, get in the car, and go straight to the hot pot restaurant.
It was still early, so Luo Hao was not in a hurry and wandered around in the evening rush hour.
“You drive so slowly!” Chen Yong became anxious.
Luo Hao felt that Chen Yong's road rage had become serious unknowingly, and now he had a tendency to get angry and open the window to curse people when sitting in the passenger seat.
“You’re not in a hurry, why are you in such a hurry.”
“It’s just too slow, it looks annoying, it’s not as fast as riding a shared bicycle.”
"It will be winter soon. Then you will be riding a bicycle and I will sit in the car and blow on the air conditioner while walking slowly." Luo Hao said with a smile.
When he arrived at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, a car just drove away. Luo Hao reversed the car and entered the parking space directly.
He has long been accustomed to the good luck of this "novice protection period".
Chen Yong was not surprised either. He laughed as he watched Zhuang Yan driving and couldn't find a parking space.
"Xiaozhuang, park here." Luo Hao drove away and gave the parking space to Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan was still polite, but the next second she saw a car leaving next to Luo Hao, and a standard parking space appeared in front of her.
"Holy crap! Senior brother's luck is so good!!" Zhuang Yan cursed in the car.
"Luck is also a part of strength, and it is also a crucial part." Meng Liangren also felt a little emotional.
Getting off the car, Luo Hao looked up and saw the signboard saying five pounds of butter and one pound of base. He was stunned by the promotion of the old mountain city taste.
“Have you never tried Shancheng Lao Hotpot?”
“I have, but this time I am going to the United States. I feel a little panicked. I don’t know why. I am greedy, so I come to try it. They say you need to be calm when big things happen, but I really can’t calm down now." Luo Hao said, sighing deeply.
“Why are you so worthless.”
"Would you like to go together?" Luo Hao invited.
"I don't want to go abroad. I can eat whatever I want at home. I'm not used to eating after I go out. I can't stand KFC every day." Chen Yong refused directly.
"Mom, my tongue is burned!"
"Who told you to eat so fast, let me see."
A mother and daughter came out of a hot pot restaurant, Chen Yong looked over and saw that the girl was about 24 or 5 years old, sticking out her tongue like a puppy.
Her tongue was dark, it didn't look like a burn, and the color was a bit strange. Stretching out its long length, she showed her mother.
"Eat more slowly in the future."
"Mom, your tongue seems to have changed color." The daughter saw that her mother's tongue seemed to have changed color when she was talking, and she was happy said.
Luo Hao took a look and strode over.
“The color of your tongue is wrong.”
(End of this chapter)