Chapter 342 Whoever wants to do this surgery can do it, I can’t do it
Luo Hao was about to say something, when suddenly the crowd opposite started to commotion.
“Pa~~~”
The little fat man who was surrounded by everyone stepped forward and slapped the man who was arguing with Chen Yong.
"Brother..." The man was startled.
The little fat man slapped him again, loud and clear.
It was loud and clear, and the fingerprints on his face were so eye-catching.
The little fat man didn't explain anything to the man at all. He walked forward and bowed deeply.
"Taoist Master, I'm sorry, I don't know the rules of your temple."
"You don't know the rules of our Taoist temple. You still don't know the principles of life!" Chen Yong refused to go down the steps and began to curse.
The little fat man's face was extremely ugly, turning red and white, then white and red.
But he still held back and bowed deeply, his head almost touching the ground.
"Taoist Master, I'm sorry."
"You..."
Luo Hao pulled the sleeve of Chen Yong's Taoist robe, signaling that enough was enough.
"It's the existence of people like you that makes them arrogant and domineering!"
Luo Hao was startled, how could Chen Yong have implicated himself. But at this moment, Chen Yong was going crazy, and Luo Hao chose to endure it.
A man, you need face.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The little fat man didn't dare to talk back.
"Taoist Master, we didn't bring any cash. Where is the QR code of your Taoist temple?" Another person cheered up and asked Chen Yong politely.
"What a waste of money? Go, go, go, get as far away as possible!" Chen Yong continued to curse.
Little Fatty and his group saw that Chen Yong was not getting along well and was scolding people and being dirty, so they had no choice but to leave in despair.
“Wait a minute!” Chen Yong flicked his Taoist robe, his celestial spirit fluttering.
“Go smoke a cigarette, it’s killing me.” Chen Yong turned around and the expression on his face changed. He was smiling playfully, without any anger at all.
“Uh, what are you doing.”
"I saw Director Geng go in, was it behind the corner door? I guess the little fat man saw Director Geng, so he was polite." Chen Yong said proudly, "If you don't use Director Geng to show off, he's like a brocade dress Night walk.”
Luo Hao spread his hands.
Chen Yong turns out to know everything, and he also knows how to use his strength to gain strength. I guess the little fat guy is used to being domineering, but for this kind of thing, it's not about being high-level, but being afraid of not being enough.
In the province, except for the boss, everyone who sees Geng Qiang will call him Director Geng.
His director is completely different from other directors.
Lu Zhankai is pretty awesome, but he is incomparable to Geng Qiang. Geng Qiang twisted his mouth, leaving Lu Zhankai unable to eat and walking around.
Of course, Geng Qiang usually would not give himself such a strong enemy.
That little fat man is of high enough rank. He has met Geng Qiang and will never act foolishly in front of Geng Qiang or the Chief.
After entering the corner gate, Geng Qiang looked Chen Yong up and down with a smile.
"Doctor Chen, you know how to do this." Geng Qiang bluntly exposed Chen Yong's little trick.
"After I got my magician diploma from England, I returned to China and lived in Qingcheng Mountain for a while."
"A descendant of Qingcheng?"
"I don't dare, I'm just an auditor. There is a master, but he is nothing serious and only trades stocks every day." Chen Yong was polite, stretched out his hand to touch Luo Hao, took out a cigarette, and shook out one.
"I don't want it, thank you." Geng Qiang refused, and Chen Yong lit a cigarette himself and took a deep breath.
“I will never come again.” Chen Yong said, “Since the Taoist temple has been designated as a scenic spot and must be open for business, it is no fun at all and there are too many people.”
"This is also for the sake of the province's economy. Twenty-two pit barbecues and B&Bs have been opened in several towns at the foot of the mountain. This is just the beginning, and the scale will be even greater in the future." Geng Qiang said.
Huh? Geng Qiang is on something serious, Luo Hao thought.
He knew the number of twenty-two families very well.
However, Luo Hao was not too surprised. The first-class talents must have entered the system, and then a group of the luckiest ones were selected and continued to move up.
"Lao Qi also said the same, just think of it as accumulating merit. But there are too many people, it's annoying to watch."
"Do you also talk about merit?" Geng Qiang was confused.
“During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Taoists had already put forward the concept of merit. They all learned from my Taoist! I am the best Taoist in the world! I am just too lazy to compete.”
“ Yes, yes, you Taoists are awesome." Luo Hao said perfunctorily.
While smoking, Chen Yong began to talk about the history of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and he spoke out such remote words as Gao Huan and Yubi.
"Have you studied it?" Luo Hao asked in surprise.
"My master has been telling me recently that he is chasing a book called "Stories of the Northern Qi Dynasty"."
"Be serious, Brother Qiang is very busy."
"I said There is nothing serious about it. Taoism indeed proposed the concept of merit during the great integration of the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Now, if you knock the wooden fish, merit +1, it is a representative of uneducated people."
Luo Hao thought about it and took it out. I took a picture of Chen Yong for the first time with my mobile phone.
Patted Chen Yong’s wooden fish, merit +1.
Hahaha, this guy talks a lot, but his body is very honest.
After hastily smoking a cigarette, Chen Yong went to tell fortunes again.
Looking at the people in line, Geng Qiang said with a smile, "I heard that this place is very effective."
"Look for an opportunity to let Chen Yong pray for you."
Luo Hao is really considerate. He raised the topic himself and Luo Hao followed it up. Geng Qiang was very satisfied with this.
"Then I won't stay." Geng Qiang said, "I still have a contract to sign when I go back. I have to go to the leader to ask for instructions first. There are too many things."
Just as he was about to leave, Geng Qiang didn't know he saw him. What? I was stunned for a moment.
Luo Hao turned around and saw Zhuzi looking out, half of Dahei's face below.
Both guys are so trustworthy, they want to see and know everything. Luo Hao had no choice but to push them back and send Geng Qiang down the mountain.
After returning, Luo Hao was asked by several people to help him get a signature.
Unexpectedly, Luo Hao's resentment towards Zhuzi and Dahei became even deeper.
If these two idiots hadn't been fooling around, I wouldn't be wandering around the Taoist temple wearing Taoist robes.
“Cough cough cough~~~”
A violent coughing sound came.
Luo Hao followed the sound and saw a white-haired old man sitting on the ground, coughing hard.
He looked very lethargic and his face was very red from coughing violently.
While coughing, Luo Hao could hear the roaring sound of asthma.
Opening the AI diagnosis, Luo Hao was surprised to see diagnoses such as tachycardia, arrhythmia, etc.
The old man's health is not good, so a similar diagnosis should be expected, but Luo Hao always felt that something was wrong.
It’s not that Luo Hao thinks that when you are sick, you should go to the hospital instead of coming to the Taoist temple. Luo Hao has always been very tolerant of similar things.
"Old man." Luo Hao stepped forward.
When the old man saw Luo Hao, he quickly stood up. But as soon as he moved, his coughing became more violent.
Luo Hao reached out and patted the old man's back gently.
This action is not meaningless. Luo Hao believes that the back-slapping action comes from turning over and buckling the back to cough up phlegm.
"Taoist Master..."
"I'm not." Luo Hao quickly explained, "What are you?"
"I'm here to ask for a sign, saying...cough cough cough..."
The old man kept coughing.
"You were sick some time ago?"
"I had a fever, and I don't know what kind of virus it was. I have been coughing since I got better." The old man answered Luo Hao's question while coughing.
Luo Hao could even feel that the old man's arrhythmia was getting worse as he spoke.
He was not in a hurry and waited quietly.
"I had a fever some time ago and it didn't feel good at all. It felt like the virus from previous years." The old man coughed for a while and then said.
"Have you gone to the hospital?"
"Go, go, go." The old man quickly explained, "How can I come to ask the Taoist priest for something that the doctor can solve?"
"..." Luo Hao was choked and speechless.
What is this word?
"The doctor said that this wave of fever is basically caused by mycoplasma, and he prescribed me symptomatic medicine."
"What to eat?"
"Shulmei ?”
"..." Luo Hao scratched his head, "Shulmei is a kind of elastic stockings, clinically used to treat varicose veins of the lower limbs, as well as related sanitary napkins and other supplies. Are you using Zithromax?"
"Yes, yes, yes~~~cough cough cough~~~"
The old man was a little excited and kept coughing.
Luo Hao was not in a hurry, squatting in front of the old man and waiting patiently.
He could see the spit spray spraying on him, but he still didn't hide.
After more than ten seconds, the old man felt better.
When the family saw Luo Hao wearing a Taoist robe, they were not surprised that he was not there, so they took the medicine the old man had taken from their pockets.
Zisthromax, the one produced by Dalian and Pfizer, and some phlegm-reducing drugs.
Luo Hao squinted and stared from the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, Luo Hao saw the medicine he wanted to see.
Compound methoxynamine capsules, Asmei!
Medicine is a symptomatic medicine, but if you mix them together, something will happen. That’s it.
"Okay, you're not too serious here. Nothing's wrong. I'll go find Chen...he'll give you a look."
Luo Hao stood up.
“No, no need.”
The old man and the people who came with him quickly stopped him.
The group just now had a ferocious look, and they looked like members of society at first glance. They wanted to join in, but they were scolded by the young Taoist priest. In the end, they ran away in despair.
Myself?
Forget it.
Luo Hao didn't say anything and walked straight to Chen Yong.
After Chen Yong looked at the people in front of him, he simply signed the sign and then stood up.
"What's going on?"
"There is a problem with Zithromax and Asmeta taken together. There is a reaction to the drug. Let him go to the hospital as soon as possible." Luo Hao lowered his voice and said, " Small hospitals can’t do it. At least you have to go to a provincial hospital.”
“No?”
“Asmed contains aminophylline, methoxyphenamine, nocodine, and chlorpheniramine. ; Zithromax: It is a liver enzyme inhibitor that can reduce the metabolism of aminophylline and significantly increase the blood concentration of aminophylline, leading to aminophylline poisoning
Patients experience muscle tremors, tachycardia, arrhythmia, and in severe cases, respiratory and cardiac arrest, leading to death. "
Chen Yong just asked casually, but he didn't expect Luo Hao to have the heart to explain to himself, and he explained it in such detail.
After he finished listening, he nodded. Chen Yong knew the importance. .
Luo Hao patiently explained in detail that the old man was probably in some danger.
So Chen Yong walked over and said that there was no big problem with this kind of drug. Serious complications may occur, but it is a possibility
Arrhythmia still needs to be treated, but Luo Hao didn't care.
As for what Chen Yong said, Luo Hao didn't care.
Turning virtuality into reality, turning three disasters and six disasters into diseases, which will be cured after going to the hospital for treatment. This is the rhetoric Chen Yong once used.
Chen Yong is more professional in this regard, and Luo Hao doesn't want to take care of it.
As for these two medicines, Luo Hao considered that there was a certain probability that the doctors at the local hospital did not understand them and prescribed them together.
But it is also possible that the elderly have asthma on a daily basis and take Asmeta for a long time.
When I had a fever, when I went to the hospital, the local doctor did not conduct careful consultations and made omissions, which led to some problems getting worse.
Back in the backyard, Luo Hao chatted with Da Nizi and drank tea. He felt comfortable with Bamboo and Da Hei around him.
In less than 20 minutes, Chen Yong broke in.
"Luo Hao, why don't you take the patient back to the hospital?"
"My clothes are soaked, why go back wearing this?"
"What if there is a cardiac arrest?"< br>
"Huh?" Luo Hao looked at Chen Yong in surprise, "Is obsessive-compulsive disorder contagious? Why do I feel that your obsessive-compulsive disorder is worse than mine."
"I just asked." Chen Yong sat on the small bench next to him with a smile, and Da Nizi poured him a cup of tea.
"This is life. Next time you come to the front to interpret the lottery, I will take Zhuzi and Dahei to play. Are they really competing for favor?"
"I can't interpret the lottery. ”
“It’s okay to say something auspicious, it’s okay, whatever is good to hear. Today, I have already said that the three children are boys and girls under the throne of Guanyin. ”
"?!" Luo Hao was startled.
"Harm, psychological suggestion, I will be promising in the future! If you are willing to listen, I will just say it casually. The boys and girls under Sanqing are also fine, it doesn't matter, the founder will never let this trivial matter Blame me." Chen Yong said with a smile.
Luo Hao took a closer look at the extra luck points on the system panel that Chen Yong prayed for.
If it weren't for the system certification, Luo Hao felt that Chen Yong was a liar.
“Hey, azithromycin and methoxyphenamine cannot be taken together? What else is there?” Chen Yong asked while sipping tea.
I don’t usually see Chen Yong so eager to learn, he just wants to be lazy!
Luo Hao was lying on the bamboo chair with his eyes slightly closed, "antihypertensive drugs and grapefruit cannot be taken together, and not all antihypertensive drugs, but if you are too careful, the patient will not be able to remember it, so he will not allow high blood pressure." For patients, just eat grapefruit.”
"There's more." Chen Yong took a sip of tea.
“Huoxiang Zhengqi Water cannot be taken together with Cephalosporin.”
“Do you know there is an improved version of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water?” Chen Yong asked.
"I know, the one without alcohol, but patients still have to distinguish, why not just apply one across the board."
"Luo Hao, can't you be more professional?"
"I'm already very professional, okay."
Luo Hao stretched out his hand and leaned over with his head.
Chen Yong was dumbfounded. He watched Zhuzi and Dahei baring their teeth at each other. In the end, Luo Hao slapped each other in the mouth and became honest.
Bamboo is okay, mainly because Dahei only has half of his face, which is scarred and looks a little strange.
Luo Hao didn't use any force, he just warned the two little guys.
After being beaten, Bamboo took the initiative to come to Dahei. It seemed to be aware of Luo Hao's emotions and raised its hand to touch Dahei.
"Roar~~~" The hair on Dahei's back exploded, and he stared at Bamboo fiercely.
"Let me touch you."
Dahei instantly became honest and lay down aggrievedly.
“Be gentle and play with Dahei.”
Bamboo also became obedient, retracted his claws, and cautiously approached Dahei.
Chen Yong was surprised. Not only was there bamboo in front of Luo Hao, but Dahei was also honest and well-behaved. This man was really born to be a breeder.
Everyone is good at feeding pigs.
"There are many more, take your time." Luo Hao looked at Chen Yong with a smile, "How did you tell the patient?"
"No need to say it." Chen Yong Shaking the clothes on his body, "Lao Qi did a good job, everyone believes it. To be honest, this medical compliance is many times better than wearing white clothes in the hospital."
Luo Hao sighed.
When such ridiculous words came out of Chen Yong's mouth, Luo Hao didn't even think there was anything wrong.
What the hell.
Forget it.
Luo Hao didn't want to think too much, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
[As the saying goes, a man will remain a boy until he dies~]
Luo Hao picked up the phone and saw that it was Meng Liangren calling, and glanced at Chen Yong.
"I just want to be lazy."
"So many people are waiting for you to get psychological counseling, why are you lazy."
Chen Yong's lips moved , seemed to be cursing something, shook his robe, turned and left.
"Chen Yong does look a bit fairy-like." Wang Jiani commented with a smile.
When Chen Yong disappeared from the corner door, Luo Hao answered the phone.
"Lao Meng, what's wrong?"
"Professor Luo, the order has arrived."
"Okay, what do you think?" Luo Hao asked road.
"The pen is very easy to use." Meng Liangren said with a smile, "Dr. Chen's birthday, Professor Luo, why did you order a pen for yourself?"
"I don't want to bother, I never celebrate my birthday."
Hang up the phone, Wang Jiani suddenly asked with big eyes, "Luo Hao, is it Chen Yong's birthday?"
"Well, give him some small gifts."
"What are you giving me? Should I also think about giving him a gift?"
"No, I gave them all away." Luo Hao raised his hand, and Zhuzi immediately gave his head to Luo Hao.
Zhuzi took Luo Hao's hand and gave up his position to Dahei.
"I prepared lightning-struck wood for him. Taoist priests seem to like these things, as well as copper coins."
"Copper coins?"
"It is used to ward off evil spirits. It has strange power to confuse the gods. The one he likes best," Luo Hao said disdainfully.
The days in the mountains were indeed quiet, and Luo Hao even had the illusion that there were no armor in the mountains, and it was so cold that he didn't know how old he was.
......
"Come to Director Shen." Yuan Xiaoli, wearing a lead suit, kicked open the airtight lead door and said in a muffled voice.
He didn't speak slowly and softly at all, but suppressed the angry roar in his heart.
If the patient was not under local anesthesia, Yuan Xiaoli might have smashed something.
Because of the patient's presence, Yuan Xiaoli did not lose his last bit of sanity. However, it was visible to the naked eye that he was on the verge of going berserk.
Technician No. 66 quickly stood up and pushed a chair over to Yuan Xiaoli.
"Director Yuan, sit down, sit down." Yuan Xiaoli, dressed in lead clothes, sat down on the chair and almost collapsed the chair.
"The operation didn't go well?"
"It's paralyzed. Whoever put in the fucking catheter will do the surgery. I can't even do this surgery!" Yuan Xiaoli came to the operating room, He spoke a little more freely and started scolding directly.
"Is the catheter so difficult to use?" Technician No. 66 asked.
"It's like overcooked noodles. It's so soft and soft that you can't lift it at all." Yuan Xiaoli said, "Call Director Shen. Hurry, the patient is still bleeding."
Technician No. 66 was startled. He thought Yuan Xiaoli came out to complain because the operation did not go well. He calmed down before going in again.
I didn’t expect that I really wanted to find Director Shen Zizai.
When was the last time Yuan Xiaoli asked Director Shen to rescue Taiwan?
It seems that nothing like this has happened since Director Yuan Xiaoli came to the First Hospital of Medical University and took charge of all emergency surgeries.
With no time to think about it, technician No. 66 picked up his mobile phone and made a call.
"Director Shen, Director Yuan did not complete the operation."
"Oh oh, okay."
"The patient is a patient with liver cancer rupture and bleeding, and his blood pressure is still OK, it’s stable for now.”
After hanging up the phone, technician No. 66 was too wise to beep more.
He is simply willing to wash his feet. He is considered a simple person. His IQ and EQ are not high but he is still useful.
Yuan Xiaoli's anger was so strong that he no longer needed to use his eyes to see, and it almost set the lead clothes on his body on fire.
Shut up, Technician No. 66 hid in Yuan Xiaoli’s blind spot.
Today is the weekend and the head nurse is not here either. Director Yuan is going crazy... Technician No. 66 thought for a long time and tiptoed out.
"Hello, Professor Luo?"
"Yeah, yeah, there is a patient here with liver cancer rupture and bleeding. Director Yuan's surgery did not go well."
"I'm on the imaging It looks like there’s no problem. Director Yuan couldn’t get into the super selection today.”
“What’s the problem...No problem. Director Yuan ate instant noodles for lunch today. Could it be that mushrooms grew on the instant noodles?” It's an illusion."
"I'm serious...Professor Luo." Technician No. 66 thought for a while and suddenly shook his head, "By the way, I remembered! It’s okay. I won’t buy Cordis pipes from Apte, but it won’t be much different.”
"I don't know. I just listened to what the head nurse said during the weekend."
"Can you come and take a look? Director Yuan has had a mental breakdown." Technician No. 66 said respectfully.
“I’ve already called Director Shen, but I feel that Director Shen and Director Yuan are about the same level.”
“Okay!”
Technician No. 66 said happily Hang up the phone.
Shaking people on weekends is a very annoying thing, but Technician No. 66 didn't realize it.
When something happens, shake people off. Technician No. 66 has heard this sentence from Luo Hao many times. Zhuang Yan from the medical team has learned it and used it before.
And this time things are a bit weird. The operation is actually not difficult. Yuan Xiaoli can complete it in one hour.
But now it has been two and a half hours since the show started, and Yuan Xiaoli announced that the operation failed.
The patient's liver tumor is still bleeding. It is a crime to delay for one second in this kind of emergency.
If you don't shake people at this time, when will you shake them?
Technician No. 66 smiled, as if he had become a member of Luo Hao's medical team.
Back in the operation room, Yuan Xiaoli was cursing in a low voice. He couldn't listen to the curses at all. The grass on the graves of the parents and ancestors of the people involved were picked up by Yuan Xiaoli, and then the coffin boards were burned. .
Gradually, Technician No. 66 also understood.
The newly purchased conduit is so soft that it is not easy to use at all, or even unusable.
Yuan Xiaoli put all the responsibility on Shen Zizai.
After all, the director is here to take the blame. If the surgery cannot be performed, the director should take the blame.
Twenty-three minutes later, Shen Zizai changed his clothes and walked in while wearing a sterile cap.
"Director Yuan, what's going on?"
"Director Shen, my level of catheterization is not enough to perform the operation. 'You' are the director, with the highest level. Please do a demonstration operation."
"???"
"!!!"
Yuan Xiaoli's yin and yang energy was not concealed at all, and the air condensed.
(End of this chapter)