Chapter 424: Lao Meng, this old cow, turns out to have young grass
Meng Liangren is sitting in the office writing medical records.
The resident boss had nothing to do, so he jokingly asked, "Lao Meng, Professor Luo and the director have all gone to see bamboo, why don't you go."
"The ward needs to be watched. There are so many patients. How can we do it without watching." Meng Liangren said seriously, "If I don't watch, Professor Luo will have to pay some attention. You don't know that Professor Luo has obsessive-compulsive disorder. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder." Don’t worry.”
"Ha, you are really..." The hospital manager thought for a long time, but in the end he couldn't find a suitable adjective.
He looked to the other side and saw Zhuang Yan folding paper cranes with endoscopic pliers.
"Don't worry, there are a lot of people today. Director Geng and the others are all going there, so it's not easy to mess with Zhuzi. When we get off work one day, Lao Meng and I will go directly to Ha Dong and find Da Nizi to pet the cat."
Zhuang Yan explained while folding paper cranes.
"Quack~~~" The resident boss didn't expect this to be the reason. Lao Meng is such a dog!
No wonder he didn't want to pet the cat. He could just go there.
"Take me one, Lao Meng."
"No." Zhuang Yan glared at the resident boss fiercely, "What bad words did you want to say about Lao Meng just now?"
"..."
"Go find my senior brother to pet the cat yourself, don't follow us."
This is a bit ambiguous to say.
But the resident manager thought about it and smiled in his heart, it was impossible.
Zhuang Yan is the daughter of Dean Zhuang Yongqiang. She has a master's degree from the top 2 and has a bright future.
With average-to-average looks and a well-to-do family background, there was no way she could fall in love with Meng Liangren, a greasy second-married man.
Even if Zhuang Yan is deceived, Dean Zhuang will not be able to pass the test. When Lao Meng was kicked out of the house by Dean Zhuang, the matter became weird and troublesome.
Just saying that, I thought wrong and thought too much.
When it was time for lunch, Meng Liangren put down his work and said, "Xiaozhuang, let's go for ward rounds together."
"Okay, just give me a minute and I'll fold it up right away."
"After the ward rounds, I will go to the community hospital to see a colleague and will come back later in the afternoon."
"Lao Meng, it's weekend, okay? You don't have to be so formal." Zhuang Yan quickly finished folding the paper cranes on hand and packed her things, "I'll go with you. What do you want to eat for lunch?"
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"Emm." Meng Liangren hesitated.
"If you have no idea, then let's go eat Haidilao." Zhuang Yan helped Meng Liangren make the decision.
The two checked the enclosure.
Meng Liangren's ward rounds are extremely slow. He mainly chats with patients and their families to learn about the patients' dynamics from details.
Some hidden emotional fluctuations were eliminated invisible by Meng Liangren.
These tasks cannot be seen in daily life. Nowadays, they are all problem-oriented. If there are no problems, then there will be no problems.
Patients and their families are all human beings, and their hearts are made of flesh. As long as the doctor has a correct attitude and is serious, few people will come to trouble him.
Even if you encounter someone who is deliberately looking for trouble, if you see Meng Liangren being so serious and responsible, you will most likely switch to another company.
Meng Liangren was also very fortunate that Professor Luo knew what he was doing and recognized it quite well.
In an infectious disease hospital, the director would only think that it was his good luck, so the patients never had mood swings. They would come in with a sad face and leave with a smile.
Zhuang Yan also figured out the purpose of Meng Liang's chat with the patient's family. She remained silent and just memorized Lao Meng's chat routine.
Although according to Chen Yong's theory, this part of the content has nothing to do with her, Zhuang Yan is still learning.
She is like a sponge, soaking up all the different clinical content.
After checking the room, Meng Liang and Zhuang Yan changed their clothes and walked out of the hospital.
"Lao Meng! Don't call for a taxi!" Zhuang Yan jumped up excitedly.
"Huh?"
"I bought a car, Song pro."
"Did you come early in the morning?" Meng Liangren asked.
"Yes, yes, I need a car sooner or later. Is it convenient? Take the tram and charge it at home. It saves money. Why don't you buy one?" Zhuang Yan asked Meng Liangren.
"I always think it's still early. After another three to five years of hard work, you can buy batteries when the technology matures. Now? It's still early. Besides, I think taking a taxi is more convenient than driving by yourself."
"Let's go, let you see my car." Zhuang Yan was a little excited, "Let me tell you, Lao Meng, in Journey to the West, all the people with cars are big monsters, and those without mounts are all minions!"
"..."
Meng Liang really couldn't agree with this metaphor.
But seeing Zhuang Yan happy, he didn't refute. Chen Yong does all the things that bring disgrace to the people, and he can only do it for fun.
"Lao Meng, you don't eat, drink or spend money. Are you saving money to get a wife?" Zhuang Yan asked with a smile.
"Damn it, I don't think about it for a long time. It's fine to live alone." Meng Liangren replied calmly, "I just saved some coffin books. I hope that when I am ill in bed, you can help me find a nurse to look after me every day. Just keep the nurse and don’t bully me.”
"It is said that online novel writers nowadays are very vivid when they write about being poor, but they are dumbfounded once they write about being rich."
"Yes, it's like people like me don't know how proactive girls can be before they meet Dr. Chen." Meng Liangren sighed with emotion.
"I've seen rich people." Zhuang Yan took Meng Liangren to the underground parking lot and said as they walked, "The first affiliated hospital in Shanzhong, the inpatient department, and the 23rd, 24th, and 25th floors are Liu Luanxiong's Special Needs Medical Center. ”
"Holy shit! Are there three floors?!" Meng Liangren was surprised.
The First Affiliated Hospital of Shanzhong, one of the top ten hospitals in the country, and the three-story special needs center were all built by Liu Luanxiong?
In the past, I only heard that he had affairs with countless female stars, but I didn't expect that he was really rich, really.
Building a hospital is nothing. Once it is built, you won’t be able to recruit great surgeons; even if you recruit great surgeons, you won’t have that many patients.
The director of the Transplantation Center of Northwestern University Hospital in the United States returned to China and went to a private hospital. It was said that there was not much work to do.
But it is true that people make money.
And this one has a three-story exclusive ward in a top tertiary hospital. This is so awesome, so awesome to the point of arrogance.
"Money is not about money. I think what my senior brother did is right. When you reach a certain level, money is not important. Look at Musk. Although I think he is bragging, he really has something." Zhuang Yan came happily A brand new Song Pro.
"Lao Meng!" Zhuang Yan patted the top cover of the machine, banging, "Mine!"
"Hey." Meng Liangren looked at the car up and down. It is said that the price of this car has been continuously reduced, and now it has become the main model of online ride-hailing.
Professor Luo's logo, 307, is different.
"Do you think of it as an online ride-hailing service? My dad said, this is not outstanding, just like an ordinary person."
Zhuang Yan opened the passenger door and made a gesture of invitation, asking Meng Liangren to get in the car.
Then she sat in the driver's seat, asked Meng Liangren's address, turned on the navigation on her phone, and fixed it on the holder.
The navigation voice appeared, and Meng Liangren frowned, "Xiaozhuang, is this your voice?"
"Yeah, you can use your own voice as a navigation now, didn't you know?"
Meng Liangren spread his hands, there are so many new things now, it is dizzying to see.
"Lao Meng, you are getting old!" Zhuang Yan laughed and joked, "When you go to eat Haidilao, I will do your nails."
"..."
Although he knew Zhuang Yan was joking, Meng Liangren was still frightened into a cold sweat.
If Zhuang Yan had her nails done, would she still be a human being?
After fastening her seat belt, Zhuang Yan sat upright. She looked like a novice driver. Although she tried her best to appear relaxed and comfortable, she was still extremely nervous.
Zhuang Yan pursed her lips and carefully drove the car out of the basement. Especially at several turns, Zhuang Yan's nervous high ponytail almost stood up.
The moment he drove out of the basement, Meng Liangren vaguely heard Zhuang Yan sighing in relief.
Meng Liang didn't dare to speak, for fear that Zhuang Yan would be distracted.
There was silence all the way, and Zhuang Yan concentrated on driving.
Her car quality is countless times better than that of Chen Yong. Although she is nervous, she never curses, she just purses her lips and outlines a beautiful arc.
There was a nice little pillow on the backrest, but Zhuang Yan couldn't use it. She kept straightening her waist and looking left and right, and she even avoided the sight blocked by the A-pillars, looking extremely serious.
Even if the driver nearby was anxious to drip her fluids, she remained unmoved.
There was a huge new sign behind her, so Zhuang Yan didn't feel like she was delaying other people's business.
The original half-hour drive took Zhuang Yan nearly fifty minutes to arrive.
Parking at the side and rear, although slow, was very standard, which impressed Meng Liangren.
Many of his colleagues bought their driver's licenses when regulations were more relaxed, and they still don't know how to park sideways and behind them.
But Zhuang Yan will.
"Are you tired?" Meng Liangren asked, looking at Zhuang Yan with a smile.
"I'm tired, my legs are weak." Zhuang Yan admitted directly without being harsh, "It will only take a month."
"Are you waiting for me in the car? Or go together?" Meng Liangren asked.
"Let's go together."
Zhuang Yan jumped out of the car and moved her body. "My whole body is a little sore, probably due to the accumulation of lactic acid."
"So nervous."
"Lao Meng, if you have time, you can try driving." Zhuang Yan said, "Brother Yong curses when driving, and I get nervous when holding the steering wheel. But my dad said it will be fine after one month!"
Meng Liangren smiled and entered the community hospital.
"Old Meng, who is it?" Zhuang Yan asked.
"Oh, it turns out that the head nurse of the ward took good care of me at the time. She has been introducing people to me recently, but I have refused. As a result, she fell ill because she was worried about me."
Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Lao Meng, you are very popular."
"It's not bad. To be honest, I'm not too old at this age, and I still work in the First Hospital of Medical University. Actually, mainly in the First Hospital of Medical University, doctor. These two keywords are too valuable in the blind date market."
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Meng Liangren's words are indeed true.
Especially girls who want to understand at the age of 28 or 9 have long since stopped thinking about a domineering president falling from the sky and want to find an honest person to live their lives.
Meng Liangren met almost all the conditions.
"It seems that our head nurse has also introduced you to someone."
"Well, it's boring. I think it's good to live alone."
"Real or false?" Zhuang Yan expressed disbelief.
"Really, let me tell you, I don't have a home right now. I can stay in the hospital for more than 18 hours a day. If I have a home, no one's wife would be willing to do this. I don't have a home. Have you seen Technician No. 66?"
"What?"
"He has a relatively low emotional intelligence, but another important point is that he plays the easy part and avoids the hard part. He said that Professor Luo didn't say anything when he was in India, but when he came back, he stopped talking to technician No. 66 about the medical team."
Zhuang Yan was thoughtful.
"Being alone has the advantage of being alone. Now I am thinking about how I will live after I go to the Imperial Capital with Professor Luo. I should rent a house. The price of houses has dropped drastically now, and I don't know if the rent has dropped."
Meng Liangren was nagging.
"My classmate is from Didu. He has a house at home and wants to buy it for 7.6 million. The buyer took a look and said he would pay 3.6 million. My classmate said that a down payment of 360 is fine, but they said that is the full payment." Zhuang Yan added . "Ah? Are you bargaining like this?" Meng Liangren was a little surprised, but the house in the imperial capital was not in his consideration range at all. Even if it was 3.6 million, it was not something Meng Liangren could afford.
Arriving at the infusion room, Meng Liangren walked towards the middle-aged woman lying on the hospital bed.
"Sister Liu, I'm here to see you." Meng Liangren took out a red envelope from his arms with a smile and stuffed it under the woman's pillow.
"What are you doing?" The woman angrily tried to take out the red envelope.
"I'm busy and don't know what to buy. I was thinking about buying a flower basket, but I remember that many years ago we had a patient in a ward who was allergic to pollen, so I just felt lazy."
Meng Liangren pressed the head nurse's hand and changed the subject with a smile, "Sister Liu, why don't you give me an IV in our hospital?"
"Don't mention it." The middle-aged woman waved her hand angrily and said helplessly, "Our hospital is almost obsolete now. You have been diverted to a good place, and the places where others go are not good."
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As she spoke, she looked at Zhuang Yan.
The more the head nurse looked at her, the more surprised she became. Zhuang Yan saw that she was a student who had just left school, and her eyes were full of the clarity unique to young people.
The appearance is online and full of vitality.
No wonder he didn't even look at the person he introduced to Lao Meng. It turns out there was already someone there.
"Who is this?" the head nurse asked tentatively.
"I am Lao Meng's apprentice." Zhuang Yan walked to Meng Liangren with a smile, deliberately getting close to Meng Liangren's body, "Hello, head nurse, my name is Zhuang Yan, I graduated with a master's degree from Beijing Medical University this year."
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The woman's eyes widened.
There was some intimacy between Zhuang Yan and Meng Liangren. She couldn't tell whether it was ambiguous or not, but the intimacy was visible to the naked eye.
Lao Meng can do it!
The gun of the old era is the target of the new era. I didn’t expect that going to the First Hospital of the Medical University would be really beneficial.
Meng Liangren, the person he introduced, must not even like him. This old cow has found young grass.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, Sister Liu." Meng Liangren smiled, "Xiaozhuang is a member of the medical team and came a few months after me. She originally wanted to study for a Ph.D., but then her father said that Professor Luo happened to be As soon as there was a medical team in the medical university, she was asked to come.”
"Her dad?"
"Dean Zhuang, a first-year medical student."
"!!!" The head nurse was stunned.
After Meng Liangren introduced him, he chatted with the woman for a few words, "What's the blood count, Sister Liu?"
"I don't know. They wanted to check me, but I didn't let them."
"Why?"
"Why are you spending so much extra money? You think so," the woman said.
Meng Liangren frowned. While chatting, he had noticed something was wrong with the head nurse.
Raising his hand, Meng Liangren's finger fell on the head nurse's radial artery.
"Sister Liu, your heart rate is too fast."
"It's okay." The head nurse didn't care at all.
She looked a little tired, but she still managed to gather her energy and chat with Meng Liangren.
"Do an electrocardiogram." Meng Liangren looked back at Zhuang Yan.
"Okay."
Zhuang Yan responded, turned around and left, completely ignoring that she and Lao Meng were not doctors in the community hospital, nor were they family members of the patients.
"Lao Meng, no need, really no need."
"Sister Liu, listen to me. My obsessive-compulsive disorder is very serious now. With your heart rate... hahaha." Meng Liangren smiled at himself, "You don't know Sister Liu, I just look at the scenery, but in fact I am tired every day." Like a dog.”
"Oh?" The head nurse was surprised. Meng Liangren had successfully diverted her attention from the electrocardiogram to being as tired as a dog.
After meeting Meng Liangren, the head nurse thought that Meng Liangren was living a good life, so she took the daughter of the dean of the First Village of the Medical University with her as a small reminder.
But Meng Liangren was actually complaining.
"I work until early in the morning every day, and there are no cars on the road when I go home."
"Damn, it's so late!" The head nurse was surprised, "You have so much work?"
"Yes, the patient turnover is fast, Professor Luo does a lot of surgeries, and he has strict requirements on medical records."
Meng Liangren began to gossip.
Before he arrived at the hospital, Luo Hao started talking about a consultation at the Department of Urology, and the consultation records were nothing short of exaggerated.
Meng Liangren carried it with him, and when he took it out, the A4 paper with cracked folds seemed to be full of emotions.
The head nurse looked at it again and was also surprised.
Professor Xiao Luo wrote really good medical records, but this consultation record was too sharp. Just looking at the head nurse a few times made me feel like I had been cut.
Can language be organized in this way? It seems that Professor Luo is not easy to take care of and has a bad temper.
"Hey, Sister Liu, you saw it too. I'm really worried. Professor Luo usually doesn't say anything, but he didn't say anything when he kicked someone away."
"Really, how can a young man act so decisively?"
Meng Liangren told the head nurse the story of Technician No. 66.
Halfway through, the doctor pushed the bedside ECG to do an ECG for the head nurse.
Meng Liangren turned around and left.
"Old Meng, what's wrong with you?" Zhuang Yan asked in a low voice as she chased Meng Liangren out.
"Harm, how could I know? I'm not Professor Luo."
"..."
"But Director Feng requires all patients, all emergency patients, to have an ECG, and those who don't have to sign must sign. Do you know this?" Meng Liangren asked.
Zhuang Yan nodded.
Now, this matter has become a clinical routine in the First Hospital of the Medical University, and it is also a point of criticism among the people.
The fees are many, the fees are expensive, and the fees are miscellaneous.
But Feng Zixuan just carried out the ECG program despite the pressure from all sides, and ignored everyone's words.
Not to mention emergency doctors, even Meng Liangren subconsciously takes an ECG when encountering a patient with a rapid heart rate.
"Do it first. It's better to have nothing than something to do." Meng Liangren said.
"Harmful." Only then did Zhuang Yan realize that the Lao Meng in front of her was not a senior brother and did not have the skills of a senior brother.
She shook her head and swung her high ponytail.
After the ECG was done, the doctor was in a daze holding the ECG. Meng Liangren felt something was wrong and strode in.
On the electrocardiogram that was pulled out, the ST segment was depressed, and something was wrong with the naked eye.
Meng Liangren suddenly became nervous and subconsciously took out his cell phone.
"Huh? St section lowered?" Zhuang Yan was surprised.
"Xiaozhuang, what does lowering the ST segment mean?" Meng Liangren had already taken out his cell phone and was about to call Luo Hao out of habit.
"If ST segment depression appears on the electrocardiogram, it is generally related to myocardial ischemia, myocardial infarction, myocarditis, etc."
After all, Zhuang Yan is a top 2 master's student. She has a solid foundation and is easy to master. She is not comparable to Meng Liangren, an experienced attending physician who has been through clinical trials.
Meng Liangren nodded and dialed Luo Hao's phone number without hesitation.
"Professor Luo, I have a former colleague here who is in a community hospital."
"Fever occurred without obvious triggers 3 days ago, with no cough, sputum, nasal congestion, or runny nose, accompanied by nausea and vomiting, no diarrhea, no abdominal pain, and no frequent urination or urgency.
He was treated in a small clinic but showed no improvement.
She was clear-headed, calm, lethargic, and complained of pharyngeal congestion, blood pressure 110/50mmhg, coarse breath sounds in both lungs, no wet and dry rales, and a heart rate of about 120 beats/min.
St-segment depression in all leads of the electrocardiogram. ”
"Oh, first consider myocarditis. Take the time to send it to several affiliated hospitals of the Medical University to check a complete set of cardiac indicators such as troponin. If it is full-lead, I will probably have to enter the CCU."
"!!!" Meng Liangren was surprised.
He originally wanted to hear what Luo Hao said about the big deal and just get symptomatic treatment.
Professor Luo said it very seriously.
Meng Liangren knew that the following words were meant for him, and the subtext was to tell himself - don't delay.
"Is there anything else?"
"No, Professor Luo, I'll do it right away." Meng Liangren hung up the phone and turned back seriously.
At a glance, he saw Zhuang Yan "eavesdropping" on his words.
"Senior brother said it was acute myocarditis?" Zhuang Yan asked.
"Well, it is possible to enter the CCU at any time. I will explain it and go to the first year of medical school immediately." Meng Liangren said firmly.
The expression on his square face changed, and he was no longer easy-going.
"Sister Liu, have you done any other examinations?" Meng Liangren came back and asked seriously.
"I didn't do it." The head nurse was stunned for a moment.
"Where are the family members?" Meng Liangren took a look and found that only the head nurse came to administer the IV drip.
It seemed that she really treated acute myocarditis as a cold and fever, and none of her family members followed her.
"I'll contact my brother-in-law."
"No, you..."
Meng Liangren only informed the head nurse instead of discussing with her.
And seeing that the head nurse still looked unconcerned, Meng Liangren was not afraid to make a phone call in front of her.
Almost at Meng Liangren's arbitrary decision, he dialed 120 emergency number again.
The head nurse stared blankly as all this happened before her eyes.
She even began to wonder whether Meng Liangren was real or someone else was pretending.
In the past, Mr. Meng was kind and timid, and he did not dare to speak loudly. He was bullied by his ex-wife to the point where he did not dare to speak back.
But the Meng Liangren in front of him was full of confidence, even arrogant.
He didn't even ask for his opinion, but directly called 120. He also said that the nearby hospital was not good, and recorded the call. He threatened the 120 operator that if he refused to send an ambulance to the first-year medical school, he would file a lawsuit with the Provincial Health Commission if any consequences occurred.
The head nurse also honestly did not dare to speak.
Whether it was acute myocarditis or Meng Liangren who seemed to have changed, she dared not touch him.
Soon, the 120 ambulance carried the head nurse into the car and drove straight to the first year of the medical school.
After urgently checking myocardial enzymes and seeing the shocking values, the emergency department doctor pushed the patient and rushed to the CCU.
(End of chapter)