Chapter 449 Whether you can survive or not depends on your fate
“No.” Chen Yong shrugged, “I am treating a disease. I am treating your illness. I am worried about it.”
“Cure a disease. ?”
Zhuang Yan was silent, her face turned gray and ugly. Now when talking about treatment, Zhuang Yan remembered the scene on the helicopter, and then her stomach started to churn.
Zhuang Yan felt that she would never be able to get through this hurdle.
"Of course, magic and magic are all about psychology. I have a little bit of experience in this field."
"Xiao Chen, you get along well with girls because you have studied psychology. ?" the resident manager asked with greedy eyes. As he spoke, the resident manager almost drooled.
Chen Yong silently took off his mask and looked at him from the side. Not only was he exactly the same as Xiao Li Zi when he was young, but there was no difference at all.
If there is a difference, there is a "mysterious" atmosphere on Chen Yong's cheeks.
The resident boss sighed, he just has good looks, as for psychology, it is for Lao Liu, few girls have reached this point, and are worthy of Chen Yong's attention.
"For Xiaozhuang's stress response, expressive art therapy has the best effect."
"???"
"???"
"? ? ? "
"Let's put it this way, Xiaozhuang, go to the ICU door and tell the patient's family what happened on the helicopter. "
"No!"
Before Chen Yong could finish speaking, Zhuang Yan had already shouted, flatly refusing without any hesitation.
If she did what Chen Yong said, Zhuang Yan felt like she would die.
"As the old saying goes, this is called breaking without poison." Chen Yong said seriously, "In technical terms, it is expressive art therapy."
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
Chen Yong's explanation was stern, but it didn't sound reliable at all.
Something feels wrong.
“I don’t!” Zhuang Yan rejected Chen Yong’s proposal with her last bit of stubbornness.
The scene on the helicopter, with all kinds of filth flying around, Zhuang Yan felt like her spirit would collapse as long as it flashed before her eyes.
"That's a pity." Chen Yong thought for a while, "Xiaozhuang, is your bedroom big?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Go home and use a blanket to Wrap yourself up, cover your head, and coo like a caterpillar on the ground."
"Huh?" Zhuang Yan was startled.
“This is also a way of expressive art therapy, which can relieve psychological stress. Theoretically, it means returning to animal instinct to relax yourself. The troubles in your heart are actually nothing at all... ”
As he spoke, Chen Yong was startled, as if he remembered something.
"Go to Ha Dong and find Da Nizi, the panda house, you play with the bamboo for a while. Wrap yourself in a blanket and roll around in the panda house."
Roll over here~~ ~
Get out of here~~~
This thing sounds unfair.
But when it comes to going to the Panda House, Zhuang Yan thinks it makes sense.
"Wait a moment." Chen Yong picked up the phone and called Luo Hao, "Luo Hao, is Bamboo more aggressive now?"
"Stronger, stronger than before. A lot, so, take another urine sample to measure the paraquat concentration. Yes, test it every hour. We don’t have this entry in the doctor’s instructions. I’ll remember it, please take a trip.”
Luo. Hao has no skills at all, dealing with the patient and Chen Yong on both sides.
But he did not complain that Chen Yong asked him "boring" topics during the rescue, but explained lightly.
"Xiaozhuang is going to decompress. Is it safe?"
"My cabinet is open. Open it and find two of my things for Xiaozhuang. It has breath, and the bamboo should not attack. Besides, there are big Is Nizi here?”
It seems to make sense, Da Nizi also smells like Luo Hao...
Chen Yong’s thoughts suddenly flew thousands of miles away. .
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yong went to find a pen. When he turned around, he saw Meng Liangren standing at the door.
"Why, are you worried?" Chen Yong asked.
Meng Liangren nodded hesitantly.
“Lao Meng, you are too daddy, outdated and backward, which will annoy young people. Don’t worry, don’t think so much. Besides, it’s not appropriate for you to go.
< br>Meng Liangren was silent.
“This way of relieving stress cannot be done in front of you. ”
Meng Liangren continued to remain silent.
Chen Yong's expression suddenly changed and he took a tube of Luo Hao's ball pen and handed it to Meng Liangren, "Lao Meng, go and take a look. You don't need to worry about Corey. I will accompany Lao Liu on duty today. If something happens, I will do it.”
“…”
“If Xiaozhuang agrees”
“…”
Meng Liangren's square face had a strange expression.
Chen Yong closed the cabinet door, raised his hand, dropped it, raised his hand again, and dropped it again.
"Dr. Xiao Chen, are you casting a spell?"
"I am terrible at casting spells. I want to explain something to you in a low voice, but I am not used to talking with a man in my arms. ." Chen Yong spat, put his arms around Meng Liangren's shoulders, and began to whisper.
Meng Liangren’s square face instantly turned into a round shape. What was Chen Yong talking about?
Authors who wrote similar books more than ten or twenty years ago have been imprisoned...
Are his views really correct?
Let alone doing these things, even if he was talking about them, or even if he just listened to them without saying anything, Lao Meng felt that he was breaking the law.
"What kind of expression are you making? This is for treatment. Don't leave a psychological shadow on Xiaozhuang. Emmm, although I don't think anything, she can't do it."
"Xiao Chen Doctor, why don’t you feel anything?”
"I have learned black magic, and Taoists also use dirty methods to exorcise demons." Chen Yong sighed, as if thinking of something in the past that he couldn't bear to look back on.
Meng Liangren interrupted Chen Yong's train of thought. What he said has an extremely narrow scope of use and is definitely not suitable for him.
Forget it and let others beat him to death.
"Keli, No. 3..."
"Hai, I'm more familiar with Corey's patients than you are. Go quickly, go quickly, the earth will turn the same without you." Chen Yong pushed Meng Liangren out.
Meng Liangren thought about it, nodded, returned to the office, and handed a pen to Zhuang Yan. At the same time, he also held a pen with Luo Hao's name written on it.
"Lao Meng, will you accompany me?" Zhuang Yan asked.
Meng Liangren did not move, his whole body was motionless.
Chen Yong sighed, Lao Meng is really made of wood.
"Then you can't watch."
"Yeah!" Meng Liangren was a little happy, but he tried hard to suppress his expression.
“Go quickly, I’ll go to the ICU to take a look later, and I’ll let the medical team know the patient’s status.” Chen Yong drove the two of them away.
Turning around, Chen Yong sat on the chair without looking at the medical record written by Meng Liangren.
In his opinion, both Luo Hao and Meng Liangren have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the writing of medical records has seriously overflowed. They are completely useless in clinical practice, and even teaching does not require such good medical records.
"Xiao Chen, what is going on?"
It wasn't until Meng Liang and Zhuang Yan left that the hospital manager asked.
“After picking up the patient, he was smelling of vomit and feces from the dry toilet. I don’t understand the treatment of paraquat, but inducing vomiting is the most basic, so I just induced vomiting in my family. The bucket was carried onto the helicopter."
"!" The hospitalized boss was stunned.
This passage has warmth and flavor. It was even tangible and tangible, reaching out and digging into the heart of the resident boss.
“On the way, I feed the patients whatever they want.”
"What?" the resident manager asked habitually.
"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Chen Yong raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.
"Forget it, forget it." The hospital manager quickly denied, "The shit-peeing joke is meaningless. Shouldn't Xiaozhuang wear a seat belt?"
"Yes, she I wanted to vomit, but I was afraid of vomiting on myself. I grabbed the fixed object with one hand and wanted to stick my head out to vomit. This child usually seems very sensible, but it suddenly made me worry, and I didn’t dare to scold her. "
Chen Yong sighed.
Although he didn't say much, he remembered it vividly.
The hospital manager sighed, no wonder Zhuang Yan looked so gray and choked. Let alone a little girl, she would have to be scared even if she went through this.
On the other hand, Chen Yong seems to have nothing wrong with him, which is really strange.
Usually Chen Yong said that his heart was not dirty, but the hospital manager still didn’t believe it. Now he felt that what Chen Yong said made sense.
The two chatted incessantly. Chen Yong held his mobile phone in his hand and was multitasking without any difficulty.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the hospitalized boss couldn't stand it any longer.
"Xiao Chen, I'm going to bed, aren't you sleepy?"
"You are sleepy."
The hospital manager saw Chen Yong's energetic expression and knew that he was Not a word of truth came out of his mouth, so he couldn't help but sigh.
"I'm really sleepy. I'm just chatting with Lao Liu." Chen Yong explained, "Tonight is a relatively leisurely time since we have three caesarean sections. I'll take a nap while she starts the show."
"How is Lao Meng's side?" the resident boss asked curiously.
“Old Meng.”
Luo Hao’s voice came in.
"It's good. I had a lot of fun playing with Zhuzi and Dahei."
"Professor Luo!" The resident manager was startled and subconsciously stood at attention.
Now Luo Hao is no longer a young doctor who was just transferred from Donglian Mine. Operation after operation and consultation after consultation have already invisibly improved Luo Hao's status in the hearts of the doctors.
“How is the patient?” Chen Yong asked, crossing his legs.
"It looks okay now, mainly because you detoxified early, and you did a particularly good job in this regard." Luo Hao did not hesitate to praise, "Induced vomiting early in the morning, and continued to induce vomiting, in Southern dialect , I even vomited out the food I had eaten the night before, and even changed the cell osmosis. Pressure, greatly reducing the amount of paraquat absorbed."
"I don't need emotional value," Chen Yong said straightforwardly, "What's the patient's condition now?"
Luo Hao. He didn't care about Chen Yong's attitude. He sat down and knocked his leg with his fist.
"Order food, I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat? The restaurant here is not big, I have everything." Chen Yong has found the takeout software, "You can choose from various technologies and hard work. "
"Just eat whatever you want, it doesn't matter what you eat, I'm so tired." Luo Hao's mouth looked tired, but there was no trace of fatigue. Just like Chen Yong and Zhang Luokong just now.
Seeing that Professor Luo's expression was relaxed and not tired at all, the hospital manager knew that this was the character of the medical team - he didn't say a word of truth in his mouth and he didn't care.
"The level of paraquat detected in urine has dropped significantly, basically reaching the acceptable range."
"And there is also good news."
"What good news?" Chen Yong I asked while ordering food.
"Director Feng found an institution in the province to identify a component detected in the urine. It is 2-methyl-4-sodium chloride."
"Then What is it?”
"It can be considered a toxic substance. Is paraquat a mixture? After years of volatilization, the concentration of 2-methyl-4-sodium chloride has greatly exceeded the standard. Although it is also toxic, the toxicity is always less."
"Can the patient survive?" Chen Yong asked casually.
"Don't make it." Luo Hao stretched his waist.
Chen Yong glanced at him, this guy was so relaxed, he should be fine.
“The concentration of paraquat in the patient’s body has dropped, but the challenge has just begun.”
"What challenge?"
"Inflammation storm or something." Luo Hao smiled and snapped his fingers, and Erhei rustled over.
“The difficulty in treating paraquat poisoning is not only that there is no ‘antidote’, but also that almost all targeted treatment methods, including blood purification, hormones, respiratory support, and even cytotoxic drugs, are ‘dual Blade sword'.
There are There are advantages and disadvantages at the same time. When should it be used, when should it not be used, how long should it be used, and what is the dosage or frequency? Every detail is closely related to the patient's final outcome.
With a little negligence, the patient will suffer. Can’t come back.”
"You are just saying that you are awesome. It is all your credit for saving people." Chen Yong said.
"No, Qilu's senior brother Che will guide me throughout the whole process. This time I owe you a big favor." Luo Hao said with a smile.
“You can’t treat it by yourself?”
“Yes, but there are always some aspects that I am not sure about. If Senior Brother Che is here, I will be more sure. After all, I am an armchair strategist, and Senior Brother Che is doing more than ten battles a year. , dozens of times, it’s incomparable. It’s not just a Qilu plan, but also rich practical experience.”
Chen Yong looked up at Luo Hao and saw that Luo Hao was almost lying on the chair, sitting in an unusual posture. Not standard.
It must have been that too much energy was consumed during the rescue, and Luo Hao couldn't bear it.
Erhei squatted next to Luo Hao, like a bamboo tree two or three sizes too small, cute and cute.
“I read a paper that said intelligent robots like Erhei generate a lot of garbage data and continue to consume electricity.” The resident manager said with a smile, “Professor Luo, is that true?”< br>
“Don’t listen to foreigners’ nonsense.” Chen Yong scolded directly.
"That's true." Luo Hao said bluntly, "But, it depends on how you say it."
"How to say?"
"A 2019 paper in "Big Data and Sociology" pointed out that by the 1960s, there may be more dead users on Facebook than living users.< br>
Dead users will no longer generate new data, but the data they left behind during their lifetime will continue to consume energy in the future. . ”
“Consuming electricity means emitting carbon dioxide. The paper calculating the energy consumption of data storage also pointed out that in the data industry, every 1kWh of electricity consumed corresponds to 0.23kg of carbon dioxide emissions. "
"! ! "The hospital manager felt strange when he saw that Luo Hao had the detailed data at his fingertips.
"But, how much carbon will be emitted if there is a wildfire in Australia?"
"That's right!" Chen Yong finished ordering his meal, curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Under the sky, I knew that when I saw it This old lady’s butt is crooked. She must have taken money from European and American foundations to help others without her conscience. Otherwise, why doesn’t she go out on the streets and attack coal-fired power plants in Europe?”
"Not to mention that, there is a rather interesting point of view recently." Luo Hao closed his eyes and folded Erhei leisurely with his hands, "There are 6 major channels, or directions, paths for bird migration around the world."
"The Australian wildfires and the American wildfires have changed two things invisibly, and the other two are in our country."
"Release the cockroaches?!" Chen Yong immediately knew what Luo Hao was going to say. What.
"More or less, migratory birds carry the virus and are poisoned through migration, so it's hard to prevent it. It is said that Mongolia has built another P4 laboratory, alas." Luo Hao crossed his legs and sighed, "Can't we star in the sea? We must. Studying various viruses is quite boring.”
“!”
The hospital manager had forgotten what the original topic was, and he looked at Luo Hao blankly.
Migratory birds?
Migrate?
Poison?
Conspiracy theory.
It’s just that this conspiracy theory is too big. It must first set fire to the mountains, burn hundreds of millions of animals and countless trees, and change the migration pathways of migratory birds.
“If you publish a 500MB video in Moments or a short video platform, the server only stores this video, and the power consumed every day corresponds to approximately 20 grams of carbon dioxide emissions.
And it creates so many emissions every day.”
"Boss, what you said makes sense, but this kind of thing only goes so far. Carbon emissions are all nonsense. People just take themselves too seriously. When we catch up with the Little Ice Age, we have to worry about not enough carbon emissions. "
"Now that the weather is getting warmer, there are Qinling tigers in the Qinling Mountains," Chen Yong added.
"Is it really going to happen every day?" asked the hospital manager.
"Yes, but energy and energy are different. Don't listen to foreigners." Luo Hao said, "Google has data centers in Ohio and Oregon, but the carbon emissions of the former are those of the latter. 5 times.
This is mainly due to the different proportions of new energy installed capacity in power grids in different regions, resulting in differences in unit carbon emissions
For example, in Montreal, Canada, every kWh of electricity corresponds to only 2 grams of carbon dioxide, but in Warsaw, Poland, every kWh of electricity corresponds to 723 grams of carbon dioxide. ”
“If you have the ability to open up the market and install photovoltaics on everything, fellow villagers, open the door to trade! "
The resident boss smiled.
"Just work hard and just look at the specious things. Now, just to stop trading with us, they have all started burning firewood. They don’t even mention carbon emissions, and those dogs don’t even mention it. "
"It seems that the environmental protection girl has been arrested? " asked the resident manager.
Luo Hao didn't answer the question, and gently held Erhei with his hand, as if he was thinking about something.
"Luo Hao, relax a little and talk about it when you get back." Chen Yong advised.
"No, I'm not thinking about the patient." Luo Hao said, "I'm thinking about saving a meal for when the patient recovers."
"???"
"???"
"The patient's uncle, Professor Li, is from the University of Technology, and his research direction is machine girlfriends."
"!!!"
"There must be various restrictions in China, directly in Africa or Mexico Build the factory, sell it for a year or two, and squeeze Musk's robot girlfriend to death."
"Robot girlfriend, is it true? Does it feel like a real person?" The hospitalized boss's eyes flashed.
"Almost. When the artificial womb comes out in the future, population will no longer be a problem. The stars and the sea will already be the nth generation when they fly there." Luo Hao said, his voice gradually became quieter. , “I really want to go to other planets to see them, but I don’t want others to see them for me.”
While chatting, the ordered meal arrived. Chen Yong didn't just order Luo Hao's, but also ordered the resident manager, resident doctors, and nurses, including milk tea.
Although Chen Yong is no longer idle, this behavior is like instinct and he does it naturally.
Luo Hao finished a portion of elbow rice in 3 minutes, adding 3 cloves of garlic in the middle.
"Luo Hao, you belong to Zhu Bajie, you eat so fast."
"The next urine test will be reported. I have to go back and watch, otherwise I won't feel at ease. ." Luo Hao smiled, put down his chopsticks, and stood up, "Let's go."
"Call me if you need anything."
"Is Lao Meng accompanying Xiaozhuang to Haha?" Luo Hao asked.
"Well, let's go and play with the bamboos for a while and relax, otherwise Xiaozhuang's broken heart will never recover." Chen Yong's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something , but finally swallowed all the words.
Luo Hao smiled and did not ask what Chen Yong wanted to say.
Back at the entrance of the ICU, Luo Hao and Professor Li said hello.
It can be seen that Professor Li is anxious from the inside out.
Perhaps, he himself is not married and has children, so he already regards this nephew as his own child.
"Professor Xiao Luo, how are you now?" Professor Li grabbed Luo Hao as if he was grasping the last hope.
"It's okay."
It's okay...
Professor Li expressed his dissatisfaction with this description, which is similar to the few such words marked when cooking. He is quite dissatisfied.
"Professor Li, don't worry." Luo Hao explained, "That's it, even if you need a lung transplant in the end, the longer you can survive now, the better."
"???"< br>
“The metabolism of paraquat is very slow. There is no metabolized paraquat in muscles and fats. Suppose, if a lung transplant is performed after one week, the new lungs will be contaminated with paraquat again.”
"!!!" Professor Li was stunned.
"Looking at it now, the situation is still controllable. The dangerous period is mainly due to the inflammatory storm that will start tomorrow and the failure of multiple organs."
Professor Li felt that he could not consult Luo Hao on relevant issues. The more he asked, the more he felt that his nephew There is no hope.
Every word Professor Luo said pointed to death, as if death was the only ending.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Luo Hao patted Professor Li on the shoulder, turned around and entered the ICU.
Icu is like a huge machine, running in an orderly manner.
Luo Hao sat down beside the patient's bed and looked through the various examination values and the numbers on the instruments.
“Boss, the blood sugar is 12.8mmol/L.” The nurse measured the blood sugar of a patient with ketoacidosis and reported it to the hospitalized boss.
"Okay, pretty good."
"Mr. Zhai, here~" Luo Hao waved.
Icu’s resident boss didn’t think anything of it and walked to Luo Hao’s side.
"Is this a patient with ketoacidosis that we just admitted?" Luo Hao asked.
"Yes, what's wrong, Professor Luo."
"Blood sugar dropped a bit fast, it dropped 5mmol/l in one hour. I suggest you go slower."
The hospital manager was startled, but without saying anything, he walked back to the office area in the middle, opened the tenth edition textbook, and started searching.
Seeing the value he wanted to see, the hospital manager curled his lips.
"Professor Luo, it is written in the textbook that patients with ketoacidosis drop 3.9-6.1mmol/L per hour."
The hospital manager patiently explained to Luo Hao.
She didn’t think Luo Hao didn’t know, but felt that the textbook Professor Luo read might not be the same version as hers.
(End of this chapter)