Chapter 406 Did Ronaldinho study for his doctorate in Yakutsk?
After sending the person away, Zhuang Yan asked Luo Hao, "Brother, who is he?"
"The people in the province are responsible for reception and compliant reception." Luo Hao said, "There have been great changes in policy recently. The old way was not good and it was easy for others to catch you. Even if we just have a normal meal, Something might go wrong.”
"It's better to be careful about this kind of thing. They are clear about what can and cannot be done. Where is the current policy pressure? You will definitely not break the rules."
"!!!"
This was much more professional than what she asked, but after Zhuang Yan thought about it, it seemed like it should be like this.
After all, the province is more professional, as you can imagine.
But the senior brother is a bit too stupid. It can be seen to the naked eye that he spends all his energy on clinical and scientific research, but he still has some energy to worry about these things.
"Just follow along and learn, don't be in a hurry." Luo Hao did not reprimand Zhuang Yan, but said gently, "There will be dedicated people to help with the academic meeting at the end of the year. But learning now is different from before."< br>
"I remember that the societies I was most willing to join were orthopedics and circulatory medicine." Zhuang Yan said with a squinted smile.
"Of course, it's the same whether it's the imperial capital or the magical capital. Academic conferences are going to be held in Anzhen and Fuwai, and manufacturers who want to sponsor them have to line up from Beiying Landlord to Daxing."
"What now?"
"I don't know." Luo Hao spread his hands, "I haven't participated in organizing societies for many years. It is said that now they only have a bottle of water and a packed lunch. Some societies don't even care about meals."
Thinking of this, Luo Hao felt a little sad.
At the end of the year, if the bosses really arranged the society to be located in the provincial capital, I couldn't abandon it all.
But as long as you get your hands on it, you may be in trouble.
It's okay, the boss will understand and will never cause trouble to him. Luo Hao finally confirmed this and tried to comfort himself.
"Where is Chen Yong?"
"Doctor Chen said to do manual work." Meng Liangren replied.
Luo Hao thought for a while, picked up his cell phone and called Chen Yong.
"What?"
"Busy."
"Where?"
The dialogue between Luo Hao and Chen Yong is concise.
Soon Luo Hao put down the phone and walked to the duty room.
In the duty room, Chen Yong was sitting at the desk busy.
Usually Chen Yong sets up his notebook to write papers, but this time he is whittling wood with carpentry tools.
The lightning strike wood that was once regarded as a treasure has now become an ordinary wood, and no one cares.
precious?
What's so precious about something that can be mass-produced and doesn't cost much. There are so many solar panels in the wild that are not connected to the Internet, and the electricity is wasted there. It is better to build some lightning strikes.
In this way, lightning striking wood can also be regarded as a method of energy storage.
Luo Hao didn't care about this and walked over to take a look.
"A drone made of wood?"
"Yes! I remember that NPU can use brainwave instruments and gloves to control drones, and try using lightning-strike wood to make drones."
Luo Hao immediately thought of what Chen Yong was going to do.
"You are wrong."
"Summer insects cannot talk about ice." Chen Yong said contemptuously.
"No, there is the University of Technology next door. They can make rockets and missiles. By the way, I have a senior brother who made some contributions to Tiangong."
"???"
"!!!"
Chen Yong was just stunned for a moment and immediately realized what Luo Hao was talking about.
"Is it the new equipment prepared for Lao Bai?" Luo Hao asked.
"Yes! I told you earlier, I will... you help me contact Professor Qi, no, it cannot be controlled or there is something wrong with it." Chen Yong was already in a state of confusion.
"Missing? What is missing? There is no need for precision at all, as long as energy is produced, fly over, thousands of swords will return to the clan, and the monsters and monsters will disappear."
"!!!"
Chen Yong suddenly became excited, holding the newly carved silver snake on the outer shell of the drone with his left hand.
Not to mention, Luo Hao, a layman, has a somewhat interesting idea.
Anyway, lightning strike wood is worthless now, so I just slap it in the face.
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"Fan, can we stay here?"
In the cafe, Jason and Fan Dongkai were chatting.
"Yes, I am going through the procedures." Fan Dongkai replied, "But you know that naturalization is difficult and we need to make outstanding contributions. Damn it, I didn't expect that I would come back one day."
Fan Dongkai and Jason were talking about two different things, but they were used to this way of chatting, so Jason didn't express any surprise.
It’s just that Jason is wearing a hospital gown with a coat on top. He hasn’t been discharged yet, so he looks a little weird.
"Fan, I received invitations from several hospitals. But I still want to stay in the First Hospital of the Medical University. Watching Luo do surgery is simply a pleasure."
"I only watched it for a few days, and I felt that my level had improved a lot."
"Sometimes I even suspect that Luo didn't tell me the truth. He used lies to cover up his excellent methods."
Jason's Mandarin was a bit stiff. Fan Dongkai wanted to communicate with him in English, but Jason refused.
Now that you have come to China, it is inevitable to learn Mandarin well.
"Lie? What lie?"
"That kind of catheter is simply the lowest-grade industrial product. I have been thinking in the past few days that maybe Luo thought that his surgical level was too high and it would be difficult for him to improve, so he actively chose the lowest-grade catheter."
"..." Fan Dongkai was speechless.
Jason doesn’t understand China at all.
Some things that seem to be natural in the United States become completely different in China.
The US emperor is raising the upper limit. As long as you have money, countless high-tech technologies are prepared for you.
As far as Fan Dongkai knows, many celebrities have backup clones, but no one can tell whether this is true or not.
However, it is possible to judge based on the clinical content that Fan Dongkai has been exposed to.
The plot of Escape from Death Town is unfolding quietly.
At home, efforts are being made to raise the lower limit.
Everyone knows the foundation of their country and has a bright future.
"Definitely! I want to stay here. Although the hospital conditions here are average, as long as I can see Luo for surgery, everything is worth it."
"Actually, I still recommend going to the Imperial Capital or the Magic City. Whether it is the hospitals in Peking University or the Fudan University, they will be very friendly to you. Go to the Magic City, Jason."
"No, I want to stay!" Jason replied firmly.
As he was talking, the phone rang.
"Ren, I'm glad to receive your call!" Jason's tone was a little happy.
"Yes, I am..."
"Jiangbei Province." Fan Dongkai reminded in a low voice.
"The capital of Jiangbei Province! I saw a miraculous interventional surgery. It was magical and indescribable."
"Welcome, how is your research? I heard that you returned to China for a fund?"
"Okay, let's meet and chat."
After hanging up the phone, Jason looked at Fan Dongkai and said, "The guy who called Ren was the young man in neurology. He wanted to release electric current in the blood vessels to stimulate the neurons in the brains of mice. I helped him realize it."
Fan Dongkai smiled, he remembered the young man.
The little boy with a crew cut looks a little honest, but he is always full of fantastic ideas in his mind.
Generally, acupuncture is used for electrical stimulation of brain neurons, but Ren Feimo imagined another situation, sending a special catheter into the brain of a mouse, and then electrically stimulating the blood vessels.
Ren Feimo first looked for Fan Dongkai. Unfortunately, doing so required a very high technical level. It wasn't that Fan Dongkai couldn't do it, but the success rate was extremely low, making it irritating.
Later, Jason helped Ren Feimo conduct electrical stimulation of the brain neurons of more than a hundred white mice until he achieved staged progress.
This was until Jason came to China, and Ren Feimo wanted to visit and express his gratitude to the landlord.
"Fan, what fund will he get when he comes back?" Jason asked.
"It should be Qingqian. This year's Qingqian has been postponed. The selection should be done after Ren comes back."
Jason didn't know what Qingqian was and wasn't interested in it.
Fan Dongkai tried to persuade him for a long time, but Jason was as stubborn as a stone.
I just had a flatus and could only drink some water. Coffee was too much for Jason.
He couldn't eat yet, and Fan Dongkai didn't think he could eat in front of Jason, so in the end he had to send Jason back and bought him two more bowls of porridge.
Millet porridge.
It's a pity that Jason can't understand why millet porridge is good for the stomach.
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Luo Hao picked up Moritz's team, as well as Bai Dicheng, Boss Lou and others.
The province has its own reception, and the soup is clear and watery. After finishing the meal as a courtesy and finalizing the project of the University of Technology, Boss Lou took the Moritz team to eat real Northeastern specialties.
The latitudes are similar, and the food is similar. Except for the fact that Journey to the End of the World is too bland and contains diuretics, everything else makes Moritz's team feel at home.
Boss Lou found a genuine German craft beer house and prepared sauerkraut-stewed blood sausage, Northeast braised food, provincial commercial committee red sausage and other dishes to go with the wine.
There is almost no difference from Germany. This time the Moritz team finally feels like going home. If I have to tell the difference, the sauerkraut here is different from the sauerkraut in Germany, and the cooking methods are also different, but they are equally delicious.
It is ten thousand times stronger than the dry bread that the British eat.
Luo Hao only participated in the first half, and the second half had nothing to do with him.
Luo Hao didn't want to track the results if he could recruit Moritz's team. Luo Hao didn't understand much about what they were doing and didn't pay much attention to it.
Because it was very late, Luo Hao did not go to Da Nizi, but returned to the rental house.
While washing and sleeping, Luo Hao has been thinking about two projects: the clinical application of liquid metal and the treatment of diabetes.
Next year I will apply for Distinguished Young Scholars and Yangtze River Scholars, so take it one step at a time.
Chen Jiao will also undergo a re-examination, and Luo Hao has great confidence in Chen Jiao's treatment effect.
But the road must be walked step by step, and the meal must be eaten one bite at a time. Luo Hao was not in a hurry.
Regarding Chen Jiao's treatment, Luo Hao knew that it was only a symptomatic treatment and not a permanent cure.
Unfortunately, domestic biogenetic engineering is still far behind. It would be great if we could recruit experts in this field.
But Luo Hao knew that poaching was useless. People could use the opportunity of the epidemic to directly clinically apply the RNA vaccine in the second and third phases of trials, which should not be possible in China.
After a deep sleep, Luo Hao was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone amidst the chirping of birds the next morning.
It's Boss Lou calling.
Luo Hao frowned, why was Boss Lou calling him at this hour?
Could it be that the people from Moritz's team drank too much last night and were acting like crazy?
Ordinarily it's not possible.
Although he didn't know how good Boss Lou was, Luo Hao knew that these people who went to dig coal when they were young were in excellent health. Generally speaking, a pound of liquor was not a problem.
"Hello, Boss Lou." Luo Hao didn't get angry and greeted him gently.
“Beep beep~~~”
A familiar voice came from the other side of the phone.
Monitors and ventilators!
Luo Hao woke up instantly.
"Professor Luo, something happened, I'm at the provincial hospital."
"Don't worry, what's wrong?" Luo Hao held his mobile phone between his shoulder and cheek, taking the time to change clothes while asking about the situation.
"I drank with people from my Moritz team until early this morning. After sending them back to the hotel, I left. Unexpectedly, an expert from the Moritz team drank too much. On the way back, he saw a barbecue stall and touched it by himself. , had another drink.”
"!!!"
Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
This is still a German expert. If it were an old expert, he wouldn't necessarily cause any trouble.
"But he didn't reach the barbecue stall and fell asleep halfway. He was sent to the emergency department of the provincial hospital and is now intubated."
"What? Intubation?!" Luo Hao was surprised.
He has changed his clothes and is putting on his shoes.
"We are organizing a consultation here, saying there is a problem with the electrocardiogram."
"I'll be there soon!"
After Luo Hao hung up the phone, he called Feng Zixuan.
Now is not the time to worry about Feng Zixuan’s emotions. The Moritz team was poached to China, and on the first day there was an expert who raised eyebrows...
Luo Hao cursed in his heart.
What the hell is this!
Drink, drink, you bunch of rotten drunkards!
Fortunately, the temperature in the provincial capital is not very low now, around zero, so he was discovered in time to avoid frostbite or death.
As for the abnormal electrocardiogram and consultation, Luo Hao didn't make any guesses. He would only see it with his own eyes after going there.
But Luo Hao was not familiar with the Provincial Academy, so he could only ask Feng Zixuan for help.
This group of experts is very important. Although Luo Hao doesn't care when the results will be released, he can't just rush in and get one.
After contacting Director Feng, Luo Hao drove sign 307 to the provincial hospital.
Walking into the corridor of the emergency department, Luo Hao kept seeing doctors in white uniforms walking around, probably for consultation.
Boss Lou stood at the door with a sullen face, looking anxiously.
The moment he saw Luo Hao, Boss Lou seemed to have seen a savior. He trotted over.
"Professor Luo!" Boss Lou did not apologize, and now is not the time to apologize.
"How are people."
"He's still alive. I see there's nothing wrong with his vital signs. The numbers on the monitor show it." Boss Lou added.
"Yes." Luo Hao strode in. Feng Zixuan had already arrived. His home was closer to the provincial hospital.
"Here we are, Ronaldinho." Feng Zixuan said a simple hello and immediately said, "After being sent to the hospital for examination, the blood sugar was 2.2. It is probably hypoglycemia caused by drinking."
“I smelled alcohol at the time and was given naloxone as usual.
The patient's coma rating scale score was 8 points, his pupils were symmetrically constricted on both sides, his blood pressure was 90/60mmHg, his heart rate was 87 beats/min, and his heart rhythm was absolutely irregular.
The patient was slightly agitated and had labored breathing. Blood gas analysis showed that the blood pH was 7.05 and the partial pressure of carbon dioxide in arterial blood was 71 mmHg. Tracheal intubation was immediately performed and fluid replacement therapy was increased. ”
Feng Zixuan was worthy of being the senior medical director. He briefly introduced the patient's condition in just ten seconds.
While Luo Hao listened to Feng Zixuan's medical history and examination report, he turned on the AI-assisted diagnosis and scanned it.
Oh, it's caused by low temperature, then it's fine.
"There are some abnormalities in the electrocardiogram. I don't understand it, and the emergency medicine doctor at the provincial hospital doesn't understand it either. I'm asking for consultation."
"The experts in charge of consultation in the Department of Circulation Medicine today just took a look and are asking their director for instructions."
"Ronaldo, this is an electrocardiogram."
Feng Zixuan immediately handed the electrocardiogram he just pulled to Luo Hao.
There was a very obvious deformity at the end of the QRS wave. Even though Luo Hao had diagnosed an abdominal cavity through AI-assisted diagnosis, he was still enveloped in surprise when he saw the pattern on the electrocardiogram.
What is it? Is it a deformed ST segment? Or a deformed QRS wave?
Generally, there is nothing too special after the QRS wave, but in the electrocardiogram in front of me, the waveform after the QRS wave is towering, as if it is the main peak of a mountain, so eye-catching.
"Director, the emergency electrocardiogram showed absolutely uneven RR intervals, suggesting atrial fibrillation.
In addition, the shape of the QRS wave is abnormal, and the terminal part is widened and frustrated, as if a pre-shock wave appears at the end of the QRS wave.
I didn't understand the electrocardiogram, and I thought that if it was an ST segment problem, it would be highly suspicious of acute myocardial infarction.
But the patient had been comatose for such a long time and had ST-segment elevation in so many leads. If he had suffered a myocardial infarction, he would have died long ago.
If it is a deformed QRS wave, then there must be a serious abnormality in his myocardium. The QRS wave is the manifestation of ventricular electrical activity and the basis of electrical activity. It is the anatomical structure of the heart. Abnormalities in electrical activity are often rooted in structural abnormalities. . ”
A female doctor in her forties next to Luo Hao was reporting the situation on the phone.
"What was your body temperature at that time?" Luo Hao asked.
"..."
Feng Zixuan was startled.
Luo Hao also smiled bitterly. In recent years, public security has improved, and there are fewer people lying outside and freezing to death after being drunk. Even the doctors in the emergency department don't know about many related examinations.
Just like 912 sends people to Africa and the United States every year to learn the treatment of gunshot wounds.
Even military hospitals are unfamiliar with certain diseases. In order to ensure continuous diagnosis and treatment, they can only go to further education and study.
"Ronaldo, the skin temperature of the patient's hands, feet, and limbs is low, but there is no necrosis. After all, the current temperature is not bad. We have been observing and the patient's condition seems to be fine now. If there is no problem with the heart, there will be no frostbite on the limbs. ”
Feng Zixuan reminded Luo Hao of his heart problem.
"Director Feng, consider it to be the heart current damage wave caused by low temperature."
"Huh? Hypothermia? Current injury?" The professor on duty at the Department of Circulation Medicine of the Provincial Hospital next to her had just finished making a call when she suddenly heard Luo Hao's words and was startled.
"Well, I didn't take my temperature when I first came here. I guess it's not 27 or 8 degrees at most."
"Similar situations are more common in Russia. An expert there has written a book on the differences between electrocardiograms at low temperatures."
"!!!"
"The P wave disappears, the RR interval is absolutely uneven, the basic heart rhythm is atrial fibrillation, and the hump-like J wave at the end of the QRS wave, or like an inverted pre-shock wave, has a proper name, called Osborn wave , is a characteristic manifestation of patients with hypothermia.”
Gan!
Ronaldinho studied for his doctorate in Siberia. Even in Moscow, there wouldn't be so many patients with frostbite to provide him with clinical experience.
Feng Zixuan was silent.
Moscow is warm, so there shouldn’t be that much frostbite, it must be a city like Yakutsk in Siberia.
Feng Zixuan couldn't understand unfamiliar words like Osborn wave and didn't know what they meant.
However, it can be seen from the expression of the provincial hospital expert that she approves of what Luo Hao said.
"After hypothermia, the ion flow of myocardial cells slows down, which can produce electrocardiographic changes similar to hypokalemia, such as prolonged QT interval and obvious U wave. In this patient, none of the above-mentioned iconic electrocardiographic changes Missing.”
"So I thought it was caused by low temperature. I will take an electrocardiogram to see if there are changes."
The professor on duty at the Department of Circulation Medicine of the Provincial Hospital did not deny or question it. Instead, he walked over and pulled out an electrocardiogram with his own hands.
She was even worried that the young nurse in the emergency department would not be able to pull the baby properly because of her rough hands.
Just as Luo Hao said, as the patient's body temperature rose, the abnormal electrocardiogram that had never been seen before also changed.
At least it looks familiar. Even if it doesn't look normal, it can still be seen.
"Good morning." The expert from the provincial hospital came to Luo Hao with Silla's electrocardiogram, "What do you call this person?"
"Professor Luo, our first-year medical student." Feng Zixuan introduced.
"Luo? Professor Luo Haolo?!" The expert from the Provincial Academy's eyes widened.
"Yes, hello." Luo Hao smiled.
"Professor Luo, it's really you!" The attitude of the experts from the Provincial Academy changed dramatically, from dull to enthusiastic in less than a second.
Needless to say Xiehe Luo Hao now? Feng Zixuan thought to himself.
"Professor Luo, the patient's condition has improved, and you are right."
"Well, wait a minute. After the vital signs and blood gas analysis return to normal, we can check the head CT and cervical spine CT, and we can basically confirm that everything is fine."
"Why does low temperature cause the electrocardiogram to look so weird?" an expert from the provincial hospital asked, holding two electrocardiograms.
Luo Hao began to explain.
What he said were all medical terms, and Feng Zixuan could basically understand them, but every word was so unfamiliar, as if he was suffering from brain fog, and he was completely unable to understand what Luo Hao meant.
However, after listening to Luo Hao's explanation, the expert from the Department of Circulation Medicine of the Provincial Hospital became somewhat enlightened, but asked a lot of other questions.
Feng Zixuan simply stopped listening and focused on looking at the patient.
They all say that old men love to drink, but I didn’t expect that Germans are also like bears, eating a few dishes and drinking like this.
"Boss Lou, what do you have for dinner?"
Seeing that nothing happened, the gloom on Boss Lou's face disappeared. He sighed, "Blame me, blame me. Originally I only had things like sauerkraut stew and red sausage. I thought Germans also eat sauerkraut."
"Huh? Germans eat sauerkraut?"
"Eat it. It is said that the Mongolians brought it here. But their pickled vegetables are not as delicious as our pickled vegetables in large vats."
"..."
Feng Zixuan really doesn't know about this.
"Seeing that they were enjoying their meal, I ordered another hundred large skewers, the kind you would find at a street stall outside, with kidneys and so on."
"I don't know how good the German experts are, but they are all like sluts. They are really good at eating."
Boss Lou sighed.
(End of chapter)