Chapter 451 God made her stumble and swiped 100 yuan from her account
"You guys." Shen Zizai sighed.
That’s what I said, but the words I just said were full of emotional value, and they sounded really comfortable.
"Director, do you have something to do with Luo Hao?"
"It's nothing, I just asked."
ask?
Chen Yong rolled his eyes and thought of one thing, "I want to ask what is there about bamboo during the Ice and Snow Festival?"
"Hey." Shen Zizai admired the people on Luo Hao's medical team quite a lot. They were as good as Luo Hao, as if they were carved from the same mold as Luo Hao.
"Don't worry, Luo Hao will definitely keep some new peripherals for you, and some will be given away. You see, he usually doesn't talk, and he knows it in his heart."
"The children's teachers have also worked hard. It's hard to buy bamboo products. It's a courtesy but a sentiment." Shen Zizai was a little embarrassed and explained specifically.
"How is your son doing lately?"
"I don't want to think about the professional team at all. Luo Hao showed off, and he realized that the world is big and there are countless capable people. Just Luo Hao's hand speed completely tortured him and his friends." Shen Zizai said , but there is no happy expression.
Whether you are a father or not, it’s the same.
Although Xiao Shen was hit hard by Luo Hao and realized his ignorance and lack of respect for the world, Shen Zizi felt that his child had been beaten after all.
This made it difficult for him to be happy and his emotions were slightly tangled.
"Then his friend contacted a sparring partner of a professional team and showed him Luo Hao's video. He said that his hand speed was average and that he was at the level of a professional team sparring partner."
This time it was Chen Yong's turn to be unhappy.
Do you think Luo Hao's level is average? That guy just held a cigarette in his mouth and tortured him with one hand. Is this average? !
Just when he was about to say a few words of yin and yang, there was a bang.
Zhuang Yan's chair broke. She was writing medical records when she fell to the ground.
Fuck!
Shen Zizai was startled and ran over quickly.
Zhuang Yan didn't move, just lying on the ground.
"Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang, how are you?" Shen Zizai didn't dare to move, squatting next to Zhuang Yan and asked eagerly.
Zhuang Yan stared at the ceiling without saying a word, as if she didn't hear Shen Zizai's question.
"Xiaozhuang?!" Shen Zizai stretched out his hand, "Flashlight!"
He wanted to see Zhuang Yan's bilateral pupillary light reflex, especially if her brain was injured...
Shen Zizai's head was buzzing at the thought of Zhuang Yongqiang, the only daughter of Dean Zhuang falling out and suffering a cerebral hemorrhage in front of his eyes.
"Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang!"
Shen Zizai shouted and stretched his right hand behind him. At the same time, he saw a line of tears silently flowing from Zhuang Yan's eyes.
"They all bully me, they all bully me." Zhuang Yan murmured.
"Hey, get up. If you don't get up, I'll send you to neurosurgery and shave your head first." Chen Yong squatted next to Zhuang Yan and said with a smile.
"I can't afford it!" Zhuang Yan shook her head subconsciously, but unfortunately her high ponytail was pinned under her head and remained motionless.
"They all bullied me! Even a chair bullied me."
Shen Zizai wanted to say something, but Chen Yong pulled him with his hand, and he was stunned.
"Then lie down for a while. You'll be fine. You've almost gone through Mercury retrograde recently. Did you fall? If you don't get up, I'll send you to neurosurgery!" Chen Yong explained without looking serious.
Zhuang Yan lay on the ground silently, and after a few seconds, she rolled over.
"So annoying!"
Chen Yong stopped Shen Zizai who was about to check-up Zhuang Yan, and looked at Zhuang Yan rolling on the ground with a smile.
Hospitals are serious by nature, and doctors are even more so.
Zhuang Yan has suffered a major psychological trauma recently. It is possible that bamboo can heal the trauma, but it will never fully recover.
Now is a good time to vent. Just let her roll a few times. It would also be a good thing if it could relax Zhuang Yan's spirit.
"Xiao Chen, are you really okay?" Shen Zizai asked cautiously.
"It's okay. I guess the bump in the helicopter is about to pass. Girl, I love to be clean, so there's nothing I can do." Chen Yong communicated with Shen Zizai in a low voice.
Shen Zizai felt relieved when he saw that there was no blood under Zhuang Yan's head, her movements were normal, and she had no opisthotonia or other neurological problems.
Although it was unusual for Zhuang Yan to lie on the ground and refuse to get up, but based on what happened in the past few days, Shen Zizai probably understood what was going on.
A minute later, Zhuang Yan was lying on the ground, "I'll give you a chance to apologize!"
"Who are you talking to?" Shen Zizai asked softly.
"It should be God." Chen Yong sighed.
"..."
Zhuang Yan then sat up and made a face, seeming to be in a much better mood.
"How do you want God to apologize?" Chen Yong squatted next to Zhuang Yan and asked with a smile.
When Meng Liangren saw that Zhuang Yan was fine, the nervousness on Fang Zheng's face relaxed.
"I'm going to buy lottery tickets and I'm sure to win a big prize! Didn't I say a few days ago that someone won 250,000 by playing scratch-off tickets!"
Sure enough, it’s a child, so that’s okay. Do you really think God will make up for her? Zhuang Yan has never heard of the saying that hemp ropes are cut at the thinnest places?
Shen Zizai snickered.
"Okay, Lao Meng and I will accompany you." Chen Yong said with a smile.
"Let's go, let's go." Zhuang Yan stood up, took off her white clothes and threw them next to the computer.
Meng Liangren was startled, but he took off his white clothes.
He tried hard to avoid Shen Zizai's gaze. After all, skipping work in front of the department director was not a serious matter.
"Director, let's go out to buy lottery tickets. We'll be back soon." Chen Yong explained to Shen Zizi naturally.
"Go ahead, go ahead." Shen Zizai waved his hand and glanced at the chair, "What kind of junk is the logistics procurement thing? I see what brand of chairs are used in the goose factory? Sixteen thousand a chair."
"Hey, can we compare with Goose Factory?" Chen Yong took off his white clothes while chatting, "I have a lot of money. After I got the endorsement of Bamboo, I made the cosplay peripherals in one week, and Erhei immediately changed it to a new one. Skins, people sell out new skins immediately.”
Shen Zizai just told Zhuang Yan to listen, taking this opportunity to add some trouble to the bad guys who were purchased through the logistics bidding, and didn't care at all about Chen Yong's words.
"I heard that Black Myth Wukong's Xishan location was contacted by Echang, or a small company like Youke. Xishan didn't pay attention to them at all." Meng Liangren also tried his best to gossip, trying to distract Zhuang Yan. attention.
But the next second, Meng Liangren saw Zhuang Yan shake her head, and the high ponytail that she hadn't seen for a few days reappeared, and she felt a little relieved.
"Go, go, buy lottery tickets, you will definitely win the jackpot."
Meng Liangren paid attention to Chen Yong's movements and scratched his head when he saw that he did not behave abnormally at all.
The three of them went downstairs together.
There is a supermarket not far across from the hospital. Before the epidemic, there were several young men in the supermarket who were responsible for delivering goods. With such a large first hospital of a medical university, life was comfortable.
However, due to the closure during the epidemic, the supermarket could not continue to operate, so it became a lottery center.
In the past six months, the lottery seems to be unsustainable, and there are very few people available.
In order to survive, this store even sells scratch-off tickets.
The sales of scratch-off tickets are still very good, and they are somewhat tricky.
The members of the medical team were not short of money, just to relax with Zhuang Yan. Meng Liangren was even sure that Zhuang Yan would not win the lottery, and he was a little worried.
Inadvertently, Meng Liangren and Zhuang Yan moved closer to Chen Yong's ear.
"Stay away from me. I don't mind having such a big man so close to me." Chen Yong glanced at Meng Liangren.
"..."
"What do you want to say?" Chen Yong did not lower his voice intentionally.
Zhuang Yan also heard it and looked back at Meng Liangren. Meng Liangren felt very embarrassed and helpless.
"Lao Meng, what's wrong with you?" Zhuang Yan asked.
"Hey, I guess you are asking me to calculate whether you can win the lottery. If not, I can find a way to make you happy."
"..." Meng Liangren was silent.
"Then can I win the prize?" Zhuang Yan looked at Chen Yong and asked.
"You've had a bad few days, so you definitely won't win the prize." Chen Yong said with a smile, "God not only made you fall down, but also deducted 100 yuan from your account."
"Hmph~~~"
Zhuang Yan clenched her hands into fists and flicked her high ponytail, looking unconvinced.
When she came to the lottery shop, Zhuang Yan bought a scratch-off ticket worth 50 yuan, put her hands together, closed her eyes, and seemed to be communicating with the gods.
"Xiao Chen, can you..." Meng Liangren pulled Chen Yong aside.
"Damn it, didn't you see that she's basically healed? Lao Meng, you don't have such a strong father's taste." Chen Yong patted Meng Liangren's shoulder hard.
"Is there any?"
"Yes, you are too nervous. Relax. Dog licking is not what you do."
Chen Yong was extremely accurate in making judgments about this kind of thing, and he could tell Meng Liangren's thoughts just by looking at his heels.
The two of them stood at the door, watching Zhuang Yan start to have fun after praying.
"Funiu Mountain, I've seen people go shaving with a scratching machine, kneeling in front of the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty." Chen Yong started to gossip.
"How much is one piece? It feels like tens of thousands."
"I don't know, I'm just going to watch it. The winning rate has already been determined for that thing, so there's no point in looking for the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty."
Chen Yong suddenly thought of something, "Lao Meng, do you also buy lottery tickets?"
"Uh, how do you know?"
"I see you occasionally stop working before 9:30 in the evening and pick up your mobile phone. It must be a reward." The more Chen Yong said it, the more he felt that this was true.
He didn't stay up late at night in Corey, but only met Lao Liu once or twice when he was on duty with Lao Liu.
At that time, he didn't notice what Meng Liangren was doing. At this moment, standing in the lottery shop, Chen Yong figured it out. Meng Liangren should also buy lottery tickets.
Meng Liangren smiled and said, "I don't buy it."
"Old Meng, lying to others is not a good habit."
"If you really don't buy it, should I just buy it on the cloud? I should buy it on the cloud."
"Yunbuy?"
The two chatted for a while, and Zhuang Yan had already scratched out a few prizes and was exchanging money.
She obviously didn't want Chen Yong's words to be true, so after redeeming the prize, she bought another 20 yuan scratch-off ticket.
"I bought sports lottery and welfare lottery a long time ago, always thinking that I could get rich overnight. Then I figured it out, except buying the men's football team and losing and getting rich, nothing else works."
"Then why don't you buy it?"
"I'm buying it. I don't buy anything else except this. In the past six months, I have made tens of thousands of dollars from men's football."
"!!!" Chen Yong gave a thumbs up.
"As for the welfare lottery, some people have intercepted it. After I figured it out, I would definitely not buy it. But I still had withdrawal reactions when I first quit, so I used my birthday plus other numbers to buy virtual lottery tickets every time. .”
"Is it interesting?" Chen Yong asked with interest. "Interesting!" Meng Liangren chuckled, "It's really interesting. If you spend money to buy lottery tickets, you only hope to win. After the lottery is drawn and you don't win, you feel very disappointed. But buying lottery tickets online is different. I was looking forward to winning the lottery, but I was also looking forward to never winning the lottery.
That kind of tangled mind is particularly interesting. ”
"When I found out after the lottery was drawn that I didn't win, I felt disappointed, but also had a sense of luck. I was entangled before and after the lottery was drawn, just like life."
“The overall emotional value provided is particularly sufficient.”
"Hahaha, Lao Meng, that's awesome!" Chen Yong understood Meng Liangren's thoughts and continued to praise him.
Meng Liangren also felt that Chen Yong was changing little by little. When he first came here, Chen Yong would not praise others so frequently.
"Buying lottery tickets in the cloud is just for fun. People have to have some thoughts in life."
"That's true."
While talking, Zhuang Yan had already finished two batches of scratch-offs, and the number of scratches became less and less. Chen Yong didn't care, but Meng Liangren kept paying attention.
In the end, there was still a little bit left, so Zhuang Yan added money and bought another 20 yuan.
In the end, I didn’t win a cent of the 20 yuan.
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It cost exactly 100 yuan.
Chen Yong's words came true, and what he just said fell into reality.
Meng Liangren sighed inwardly, Doctor Xiao Chen did have something to say. But he was also worried about Zhuang Yan, fearing that the girl would be unhappy.
"I'm done shaving!" Zhuang Yan turned around and said with a smile, her high ponytail swaying, and her energy was everywhere.
“Brother Yong, it’s indeed 100 yuan that was stolen away.”
"Hehe." Chen Yong looked at Zhuang Yan with a smile, "This matter is over, congratulations."
"Same joy." Zhuang Yan didn't seem to doubt Chen Yong's words. She said "same joy" and shook her head.
Meng Liangren breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this matter is over.
"Let's go back to work!" Zhuang Yan has completely returned to normal.
"Aren't you disappointed?" Chen Yong asked again and again.
"If you win the prodigal family, if you don't win, worship the Buddha." Zhuang Yan laughed, "I'm fine."
That’s it.
Chen Yong looked at Zhuang Yan with admiration.
On the helicopter, he witnessed with his own eyes Zhuang Yan vomiting out her overnight meal. He didn't expect that she would be able to recover in a few days. This girl has a strong ability to heal herself.
Passing by the supermarket, Zhuang Yan picked up three bottles of drinks.
"Add some sugar, it will be ready soon."
"Hey, you got the wrong one."
"I just like to drink Dayao. My dad said this was the taste of the old soda when he was a kid." Zhuang Yan was about to pay, but Chen Yong blocked the supermarket's QR code.
"This is a big cellar, not a big kiln."
"Huh?" Zhuang Yan widened her eyes and looked at the name above carefully.
The words "cellar" and "kiln" are so similar that you can't tell them apart unless you look carefully.
Zhuang Yan was about to put the soda back angrily, but Chen Yong laughed and kept the soda.
"Drink everything differently, drink less, no problem."
"Same."
The three of them looked like elementary school students who had just finished school, carrying Dajiao soda in their hands, and the aura of fakeness and black technology emerged spontaneously.
Zhuang Yan seemed to be really well, and she drank up all the Dajiao soda.
Back in the department, Zhuang Yan changed her clothes and said, "Lao Meng, I'm going to see the paraquat poisoning patient treated by my senior brother."
Meng Liangren felt relieved.
In the past few days, Zhuang Yan didn't mention the patients suffering from paraquat poisoning, and she didn't even dare to mention it herself.
Now that she has said it herself, it is really good.
Chen Yong and Meng Liangren did not follow, and Zhuang Yan went to the ICU by herself.
After changing clothes and going in, Zhuang Yan saw Luo Hao standing in the corridor answering the phone.
She crept closer, and suddenly she saw senior brother Luo Hao stretching out his hand and waving it, signaling her to stop making trouble.
This is boring, how did senior brother know?
Zhuang Yan leaned over and listened to Luo Hao's call.
"Oh, okay, bring it here. I'll check the situation. If I can use a gastroscope, I can use a gastroscope. If not, it doesn't matter if I open the abdomen. I can do it."
"By the way, bring that product too, put it with the bamboo, and let the bamboo teach it a lesson."
"Reason? Do you need to find a reason? Oh, the Ice and Snow Festival is about to open, let it promote it to you Changnan."
Luo Hao said a few more words and hung up the phone.
"Senior brother, is that the red-crowned crane?" Zhuang Yan probably understood what Luo Hao was talking about.
"Well, the dog is not worry-free at all." Luo Hao sighed, "After installing the 3D printed lower beak, he bullied men and women when he went back, and he became a bully. At first, he was afraid of machines with the smell of bamboo. After a while, the panda’s breath became weaker and weaker, and it became more and more aggressive.”
"Hahaha."
"Chasing other red-crowned cranes... Alas, one red-crowned crane ate something and got intestinal obstruction."
"!!!" Zhuang Yan's eyes widened, this is really called bullying men and dominating women.
"Brother, I remember you took precautions at that time."
"It's better to give it some face." Luo Hao smiled, the smile on his face was bright and sunny.
only.
Zhuang Yan always felt that there was some murderous intent in her senior brother's smile, which made Zhuang Yan feel scared. After being in contact with him for half a year, Zhuang Yan also understood to some extent the thoughts of her senior brother Luo Hao. If he smiled brightly, he must not be holding anything good in his heart.
"Are you okay?" Luo Hao didn't want to mention the troubled red-crowned crane again, so he changed the topic to Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan told what happened today, "Brother, I'm fine."
"Yeah."
"Tell me about the treatment of paraquat poisoning."
"There is nothing to learn. Paraquat is no longer produced in China. Now patients are drinking expired paraquat. In another 10 years, this drug will completely disappear from the world. Paraquat poisoning has also become a historical term. .”
"Tell me, it will be easier for me to take care of my students when I get older." Zhuang Yan said to Luo Hao with a smile.
"There's nothing to say, just a few main points."
Although Luo Hao said he had nothing to say, he still told Zhuang Yan about the treatment of paraquat poisoning with his fingers.
As he talked, he came to the patient's bedside.
The patient has long lost the vitality he had when he first came to the hospital. Now he is lying on the bed dying. It is obvious that paraquat has made him energetic.
"These are the basic principles. They were summarized by Senior Brother Che from Qilu, and I have improved a little bit." Luo Hao said, "The patient's condition in front of me is not bad."
Zhuang Yan looked at the patient who was undergoing hemofiltration with tubes inserted all over his body, and expressed doubts about what his senior brother said was okay.
"The amount of paraquat you gave him to induce vomiting was large, but the amount of paraquat absorbed was small. Overall, the disease is considered mild."
Luo Hao glanced at Zhuang Yan when he talked about inducing vomiting. He was relieved when he saw that Zhuang Yan was only looking at the test results and didn't pay attention to what he said. He didn't have any abnormal reaction to the induced vomiting.
"Take cyclophosphamide today."
"Are there no serious side effects?"
"Based on comprehensive measures, the degree of organ failure is relatively mild. If this is the case, it is best to take cyclophosphamide to fight pulmonary fibrosis." Luo Hao began to tell Zhuang Yan the values on the test sheet.
The basic treatment principles before were the most basic, and it was not difficult for Zhuang Yan to accept them.
But making relatively favorable choices based on laboratory tests and the patient's condition goes far beyond recent treatment principles and textbooks.
This option requires extensive clinical experience.
Zhuang Yan has solid basic skills, but what she lacks is clinical experience.
Luo Hao is also willing to teach Zhuang Yan, and Zhuang Yan is also willing to learn.
One lecture, the other study, Luo Hao took the opportunity to test Zhuang Yan on some content after the next test report was returned.
At the beginning, Zhuang Yan was ignorant enough to make her own judgment. It only took one night.
Luo Hao was very pleased with this.
Although paraquat poisoning will definitely be just a noun and a memory in the future, the methods of analyzing the patient's physical condition and prescribing the right medicine are the same.
In case of critical illness, this set can be used.
It is said that everything can change without departing from its roots.
……
"Why hasn't Xiao Yan come back yet?" Zhuang Yan's mother was particularly unhappy. She looked down at Dean Zhuang and said, "Your hospital uses doctors, not slaves!"
Zhuang Yongqiang smiled but said nothing.
The idea that the talent market is a slave exchange has been ridiculed a lot lately.
But in today’s talent market, there is no such good treatment as slaves.
As for other industries, Zhuang Yongqiang really doesn't look down on them. He screams and screams when something happens. Look at the doctors, who work hard without complaining.
They are born cows and horses, and they are born slaves.
When I was young, I worked upwards of 5,000 hours a year. I had experienced 996 and 007 as early as 25 years ago.
A piece of cake.
Otherwise, with such low medical expenditure, the average life expectancy in the country can be raised to a level higher than that of American imperialism.
That's it, if you don't do it well, you will be pointed at and scolded.
"Hey! I'm talking to you! Don't pretend you can't hear me." Zhuang Yan's mother yelled, "Since Xiaoyan came back, I basically haven't seen anyone! How did you become the dean!"
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"Xiao Yan is learning the treatment of paraquat poisoning." Zhuang Yongqiang said lightly, "Young doctors all have a growing process."
"Growth? What else do you know besides drawing cakes!"
"Pakes are painted for others, and what is placed in front of Xiaoyan is a big cake." Zhuang Yongqiang said with a reserved smile, "What others have learned may not be of use. I have postponed my retirement recently. I estimate that I will have to work until 65 Years later.”
“Isn’t it 63?”
"It will be delayed again, and she can still work in 2-3 circles. Xiaoyan has grown up in 10 years. Or, go to 912 with Professor Luo and fight your way out; if Professor Luo accidentally falls, Xiaoyan can also have her own life in the First Hospital of Medical University.”
After saying that, Dean Zhuang smiled meaningfully, "Professor Luo can decide Xiaoyan's upper limit. And I am responsible for ensuring her limit."
Upper limit, bottom line?
Zhuang Yan's mother was startled.
"Don't worry, if one day, Xiaoyan will still be the director of the department in her first year of medical school. There is very little family concept in the Northeast. If it were placed in the South, it would be terrible."
Zhuang Yongqiang said vaguely.
(End of chapter)