Chapter 473: Horns on the Head
Chen Yong booked a restaurant and had hot pot, saying it was his master's favorite.
Luo Hao just chatted with the old man, talking about things, trying to make his heart blank so that the old man could not "see" what he was thinking.
In fact, turning on [Flow] can avoid this, but Luo Hao feels that it is too wasteful, and he has to face the sequelae. When Luo Hao thought about the exhaustion after turning on the [Flow] state, he felt guilty.
The Imperial Capital is very congested at this time, and cars are slowly moving forward in the river of traffic.
Luo Hao was fascinated by the sight of men and women, drunken and ecstatic.
"That classmate of his is a nice guy, but a bit stupid." Chen Yong kept talking nonsensically, and whenever he thought of it, Luo Hao thought that this was Chen Yong's way of dealing with his master.
After all, no one wants others to see what they are thinking.
The old man was not hostile to him and had "notified" him of the matter early in the morning.
"I graduated from Xiehe's eight-year undergraduate, master's and doctoral program. I went to a mountain city and caught up with a wildfire. I went up to the mountain to rescue people. After I came back, An Zhen gave me the treatment and was promoted directly to one level. It looks pretty good, isn't it, Master. Yes. Yes, he was kidnapped to Nanyang some time ago.”
Chen Yong started to talk about things in Nanyang.
But even when he mentioned Gu King, the old man remained calm and didn't even ask a question.
The old man kept talking about the stock market, Chen Yong kept talking about Cui Mingyu, and the two of them talked about themselves without disturbing each other.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, but they seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of self-talk, and Luo Hao ignored it.
"This time the bull market is really coming, so I said we should keep covering our positions. I hesitated after you came last time. Chen Yong, do you believe it? As a teacher, I hesitated!
The Taoist heart is damaged, the Taoist heart is damaged! ”
“As a result, this time the stock market suddenly wiped out all the short sellers and went up without hesitation. I still have money in my hands!”
"What a bastard. He didn't let me buy it on the day when the price rose the best."
"Master, if something goes up, it will also come down." Chen Yong said.
Luo Hao's heart moved. If it were someone else, he would be angry at this time.
But the old man was still chattering, as if he didn't even listen to what Chen Yong was saying. The old man doesn't care whether something falls or not. He lives in his own little space. Maybe this is called Taoist heart?
Interesting.
The two of them chatted like this, and after a full hour and a half, the car drove to the hotel.
Cui Mingyu was already waiting at the door. He didn't look anxious. Looking from a distance, he actually had the demeanor of a master.
"Old Cui!" Luo Hao got out of the car and waved.
"Father!" Cui Mingyu ran over with a grin.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Chen Yong's master, Mr. Qiu."
Cui Mingyu respected his teacher. Although the clothes the old man was wearing looked like a homeless person sleeping on an overpass, he still bowed and extended his hand, "Hello, Mr. Qiu."
"Cui Mingyu, Xiao Cui, not bad." The old man rarely stopped talking about the stock market, looked up at Cui Mingyu a few times, and Shi Shiran entered the hotel.
"How are you doing?"
"It's still like that, the operation is from morning to night." Cui Mingyu said with a simple and honest smile, "Father, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came to the imperial capital? Every time you come and go in a hurry, as if you are so busy. ”
"I was transferred here by Boss Zhou and participated in an operation. This time it was really an accident."
As Luo Hao walked, he briefly talked about the surgery.
The patient was in a weird position, so Luo Hao had to squat for 3 or 4 hours to perform the surgery.
Cui Mingyu stared, "Father, you exercised every day when you were in school, just for this?"
"It takes physical strength to perform surgery in a lead suit. Lao Cui, you look much stronger. You don't look like you were bloated when you were in school." Luo Hao raised his hand and punched Cui Mingyu in a circle.
With a "dong" sound, Cui Mingyu didn't even move.
After entering the room, Luo Hao saw Mr. Qiu open his seat and sat down.
"Old man, you take the main seat." Luo Hao bowed and ran to Mr. Qiu's body and said respectfully.
"Although we are our own people, we still have to follow some rules."
Mr. Qiu glanced at Luo Hao and said, "Isn't there Xiao Cui? He must be in charge."
"???"
"???"
"Come on, Xiao Cui, take a seat." Mr. Qiu pointed to the chair next to him.
Cui Mingyu was stunned, what's going on?
No matter whether it was Luo Hao or Chen Yong, he was not qualified to sit in the main seat. Why did Chen Yong's master let him sit there directly?
Is that something he can sit on? Cui Mingyu clicked his tongue.
"Sit, sit, sit, it's numb." Mr. Qiu's fingers have been moving continuously. "The stock market has been rising very well these days, but I can't see it anymore. I'm so anxious. Many years ago, I used Hanxian to check the market. Will not cause cataracts”
Hanxian, Luo Hao had only heard of this name when chatting with bosses. It should be a product from the end of the last century.
"Master, be careful, don't tease Lao Cui." Seeing that he was embarrassed, Chen Yong quickly said to his master.
"Huh? When you are eating, won't Xiao Cui sit at the front seat?" the old man asked doubtfully.
"Ah? Yes, why should he sit in the seat?" Chen Yong was startled.
"Come." Mr. Qiu waved.
Chen Yong walked to Mr. Qiu with a frown on his face.
The old man raised his hand and slapped Chen Yong on the back. It looked like there was no force, but Chen Yong almost didn't scream.
"People worked hard in peacetime, why don't you let others sit on the seat? Let me ask you, did you fight against the flood in 1998, or went into the mountains in 2008, or went to Tianhe in 20 years? Who gave you the face to let you So casual.”
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"..."
Luo Hao and Chen Yong were silent.
Cui Mingyu's face was a little red, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
"Sit down, Xiao Cui, I'm old, but I'm not confused. I respect you for your merits, nothing else." Mr. Qiu picked up his chopsticks and knocked on the bone plate, "Hold on, I'm hungry. Eat up. I have to go back and study the stock market.”
Luo Hao pushed Cui Mingyu behind him, and Cui Mingyu looked at Luo Hao nervously.
"Sit down, Old Cui. From now on when we have gatherings, you will take the main seat." Luo Hao also felt that the old man was right, but he was negligent.
This was also the reason why Lao Cui called him his foster father who was ten years younger than him, but he actually ignored this.
The old man is worthy of being the senior citizen of 209 School.
"Master, how are your stocks?" Everyone sat down. Chen Yong sat next to the old man and asked in a flattering tone.
"It's not bad, hahahaha." The old man said, laughing loudly and feeling indescribably proud.
And his proud look was not concealed at all.
Luo Hao felt that this person had reached the level where he could do whatever he wanted without breaking the rules, just like his boss.
It's just that his body is so good that even the bosses can't catch up with him on horseback or driving.
Speaking of this, the old man's interest suddenly rose, and he began to talk endlessly about the stocks he bought that pulled out the floor.
Liu Yiyi and Zhuang Yan came in and sat down respectively. After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Zhuang Yan got up and opened the door, ready to help put the food and pour the wine.
It was time to start school, and Zhuang Yan was a little nervous. She was worried that bosses from all walks of life would gather in the provincial capital and she might not be able to do anything well. She had been practicing on her own recently.
Opening the door, several strangers appeared in front of them.
They seem to be the ones driving luxury cars in front of my colleagues.
"Excuse me~~~" Zhuang Yan stopped at the door, neither moving aside nor inviting anyone in.
The men of the Qi family were a little dissatisfied with Zhuang Yan blocking his way in, but he soon heard the old man's rough voice talking about stocks.
"I'm here to see Mr. Qiu."
"Zhuang Yan, who is it?" Luo Hao asked.
Zhuang Yan turned sideways and smiled, and the man from the Qi family expressed his gratitude and walked in.
Mr. Qiu seemed to have not seen him and was talking to Chen Yong.
What they are talking about is that this wave starts at least 5,000 points, and you can see 10,000 points and other nonsense.
A few seconds later, the man from the Qi family turned his head and said, "Do you know which stock the old man is talking about?"
"Know."
The people around him nodded.
"Go and get in touch, and we'll make it ten times as fast as possible starting tomorrow."
Mr. Qiu raised his eyelids and glanced at the men of the Qi family, "The Qi family has its own people, what do you want from me?"
Seeing that the old man finally paid attention to him, the man from the Qi family took half a step forward, bowed, and finished his posture first.
"Old god, help me."
"It's not life-threatening. It's just a false alarm. Go back." Mr. Qiu said calmly.
His expression didn't hide anything at all, it was full of emotions such as being unhappy and too lazy to deal with it.
"Huh?"
"Go, go." Mr. Qiu raised his hand to chase people away. "By the way, you don't have to worry about my affairs. If you really go all the way up, be careful that I cause trouble for you. You dare to care about my old man's affairs. ? It’s really unruly.”
"..."
Luo Hao was startled.
"Mr. Qiu, you are so arbitrary. I shouldn't say anything else, but my father..."
"Your dad is just your dad. What kind of father do you have? It looks like you are knowledgeable."
When he said something to Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu looked down on him and didn't even bother to hide it.
"..." When had a man from the Qi family been so angry that his face turned purple.
"What's wrong, old man?" Luo Hao asked out of curiosity.
"It's not a big deal to have horns on your head. It's life-threatening." Mr. Qiu said calmly.
With one word, the Qi family man's expression suddenly changed.
He didn't say that his old man had horns on his head, and even his family didn't know much about it, but this one said it smoothly.
The faces of the men in the Qi family changed again and again. Thinking of those legends, they felt mixed.
Fortunately, the old man who came out of No. 209 did have some skills, and Chrysostom said that his life was not in danger.
What's worrying is that this old man has a weird temper and doesn't want to talk to him at all.
"Horns?" Luo Hao was curious.
Chen Yong began to hum softly, singing along with the master's words. "Have you seen it?" The old man glanced at Luo Hao.
"It's rare, but it does exist. It's an abnormal growth. It's benign and can be cured just by being removed." Luo Hao smiled and looked at the person opposite, "Have you been to the hospital?"
The Qi family man was startled for a moment, then shook his head.
That's not a disease at all. What's the use of going to the hospital? He cursed in his heart.
"Ronaldo, go tell him and tell them not to disturb me."
"Okay." Luo Hao stood up and walked to the men of the Qi family, "Let's go out and talk."
The man from the Qi family glanced at Luo Hao, then at Mr. Qiu, and turned around helplessly.
"Are there any photos? Let me take a look."
After going out, Luo Hao asked warmly.
After going out, the men of the Qi family no longer concealed their disgust and were too lazy to pretend. They glanced sideways at Luo Hao without saying a word, and his contempt was hidden in his words.
Zhuang Yan was a little angry. Just as she was about to speak, Luo Hao took her arm.
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"I accidentally suffered a trauma a few years ago. The injury was not serious, but after that, abnormal growth began to grow on the top of my head, getting bigger and bigger. Does it look like a horn?"
"Don't talk nonsense." The Qi family man scolded and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment." Luo Hao was not angry, but smiled and took out his mobile phone.
"What are you doing?" The Qi family man was a little annoyed.
"Let me show you a photo. There is nothing about your patient that deserves to be kept secret. As long as you have nine-year compulsory education, you will go to the hospital first." Luo Hao said sarcastically.
He didn't like this family, especially the move to make Mr. Qiu's stock purchase increase tenfold in a short period of time, which made Luo Hao despise him.
Can Mr. Qiu care about this?
People are talking about the world of games.
"!!!"
The people of the Qi family stared at Luo Hao fiercely.
"Here, see if it looks like this." Luo Hao didn't care about their looks at all and handed over the phone.
Zhuang Yan was curious and stretched her neck to take a look.
The picture on the phone shows a foreign man with a "horn" on his head, about 10cm long. The "horn" looks very rough. If he had a more delicate appearance, he would look like a unicorn in a fantasy movie turned into a human.
The man from the Qi family was originally upset and didn't want to look at the mobile phone handed over by Luo Hao.
But out of the corner of his eye, his pupils narrowed suddenly, and he stared blankly at the pictures on his phone.
After Luo Hao saw his expression, he felt confident that his guess was correct.
"This kind of patient is not common, but it is not rare either." Luo Hao explained, "Among all the recorded cases, the first person to report similar symptoms was an elderly woman in 1588. Someone recorded this performance as Skin horns. But it was not until 1791 that surgeons began to observe human skin horns.”
"Pi Jiao?" The man from the Qi family grabbed Luo Hao's phone rudely and looked carefully at the man in the picture.
Although it is different from my old man's situation, if you look closely, it is almost the same.
"Well, in the 16th and 17th centuries, cutaneous horns were considered a natural abnormality. However, later doctors gradually discovered that the tissue pathology at the base of cutaneous horns can be benign lesions, precancerous lesions or malignant diseases."
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"The old man said there was no life-threatening danger. What he meant was that if you get treatment as soon as possible, there would be no life-threatening danger. If it had been a few years later, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that simple."
"!!!"
The men of the Qi family looked at the photos blankly, feeling extremely confused.
He originally thought that the old gentleman was perfunctory with him, but he didn't expect that the young man who followed him actually took out the picture.
This picture doesn't look like it at first glance, but if you look closely, the more you look at it, the more it looks like it.
"Brother, I haven't seen it. Have you seen it?"
"When I was at Xie Xiehe, I saw a patient with a tooth growing on his cheek."
"Teeth?" Zhuang Yan was startled and began to imagine that kind of patient.
"Yes, my family was frightened. I looked for many people in the local area, but in the end I couldn't come to any conclusion."
"Did the gentlemen watch it?" Zhuang Yan asked curiously.
"All right, gentlemen and doctors. Later, an old Chinese medicine doctor said that he had seen a case when he was young. It was nothing, but he still suggested that he come to Xiehe for a look." When Luo Hao talked about the old events, he was like Mr. Qiu talked about the stock market with great interest.
"Later, I had surgery, and the pathological manifestation was seborrheic keratosis. In fact, it was nothing, but it looked a little strange and caused a lot of psychological pressure."
"Really! How did it grow?"
"I don't know. There are too few cases, and no one has done any research on it. But after seeing it once, I roughly understand what's going on." Luo Hao gave a lecture to Zhuang Yan, "There are no experts who specialize in related diseases. In the past, some people guessed It may be caused by too much sun exposure, but many patients have horns in private locations without exposure to sunlight.”
"Will it become cancerous? Senior brother, what I heard from you is that it may become cancerous." Zhuang Yan continued to ask.
"Of 222 patients with cutaneous horns, it was found that 41.4% of patients' cutaneous horns showed benign histopathological changes at their base.
The most common ones are: viral warts, keratoacanthoma, seborrheic keratosis, benign epithelial hyperplasia, pilosethenomas, etc.
More than half of the patients' skin horn pathologies are precancerous lesions, and less than one-tenth are malignant lesions. Squamous cell carcinoma is the main type of malignant lesions. ”
"To put it simply, a very small number of patients have developed cancer due to the relatively long course of the disease. The elderly are also worried that everything will be fine now, but it will not be certain after a few more years, so let me say a few words."
The men of the Qi family were dumbfounded. What was he talking about? It was so professional that it was difficult for him to understand a sentence.
Zhuang Yan fell into deep thought.
Does your senior brother have a dog? Treating Brother Yong’s master as a dog to provide emotional value?
No, no, how could she disrespect Brother Yong's master so much? Zhuang Yan realized in her heart and immediately wiped the thought away.
"This, what's your surname?" The man from the Qi family finally became polite.
His face changed very quickly, and his previous contempt for Luo Hao could not be seen at all. Now he looked polite and solemn.
"Haha, Dr. Luo from Xiehe." Luo Hao smiled, "If it's similar to the photo, go to Xiehe as soon as possible and have a look. If you can perform surgery, do it immediately."
The Qi family man hesitated slightly, then took out his mobile phone, found a photo and handed it to Luo Hao.
"Dr. Luo, look."
In the photo, an old man in his seventies has "horns" on the left and right sides of his head.
Looks like a minotaur.
Luo Hao did not say the three words "Tauren".
You must have the most basic respect for the patient no matter what, even though the patient's family members seem to be quite uncooperative.
"The tumor doesn't look like this." Luo Hao glanced at it and already had a preliminary diagnosis in his mind, "But since I haven't seen the patient, it's just a guess. Let's go to Xiehe and take a look. Take the time to cut it out and do pathology."
"Dr. Luo, are you sure?"
"Through the analysis of 222 cases of cutaneous horns in the previously mentioned paper, it was found that cutaneous horns mainly appear in parts of the body exposed to the sun, such as the forehead, scalp, ears, lips, chest, neck and shoulders."
"The age group with a higher incidence of precancerous lesions and malignant lesions in the skin horn is patients aged 50 to 89 years. This upward trend in incidence rates with age may be related to the increased cumulative amount of sun exposure to the skin as we age. .”
"If you have a problem, go see a doctor first. Most things are not caused by the power of strange powers and chaos. Although... your father does look a bit strange."
It looks like an old scalper that is old and useless.
Most people don't think about the good things, and even more people think about things with strange powers and chaos.
A good man from a good family has two horns on his head.
"Thank...thank you."
"You're welcome." Luo Hao took back his mobile phone and smiled, "Plastic surgery, go ahead. Regardless of whether it is benign or malignant, it is serious to seize the time to remove it."
After speaking, Luo Hao turned around and left. Zhuang Yan reluctantly glanced at the patient's photo and followed Luo Hao back to the house with her high ponytail swung.
"This wave of countries are directly welding the faucets to the stock market. Otherwise, who will take over such a huge flood! I may have guessed wrong before, but I will definitely not be wrong this time, absolutely!"
The old man was still talking about the stock market with great interest.
Luo Hao felt that he was not trying to make money, but was exposed to new things.
I don’t know how long the old man has lived. In the rapidly developing modern society, there are always many interesting and novel things, and it is good to have a small toy.
"Old man, I'm back." Luo Hao said respectfully.
Mr. Qiu just nodded and continued talking about his stock market.
Chen Yong kept echoing like a bitch on the side. It is rare to see Chen Yong so well-behaved and docile.
During the meal, almost no one said a word except Mr. Qiu.
After eating, everyone was still thinking about various indicators and data, and they felt like half financial experts.
"Old man, how do you choose stocks?" Luo Hao asked.
"Let's draw lots." Mr. Qiu said casually.
"!!!"
"In 1995, I smoked Changhong, in 1999, I smoked Tsinghua University Purple Light, in 2003, I smoked CIMC, and in 2004, I smoked Maotai." When the old man talked about his glorious past, his face turned red. A few points, but he never mentioned his stock that dropped from more than 60 yuan to 2 yuan.
This was the most difficult meal Luo Hao had ever eaten.
The ingredients are all good and very fragrant. But the taste was diluted by the old gentleman's stocks, and it felt like nothing was right.
After eating and drinking, he left the hotel. The old man waved goodbye and disappeared after turning the corner.
Chen Yong was not surprised, "Luo Hao, what does that little guy want from my master?"
"Do you have horns on your head? Your master told me."
"Really, not the upper body?"
"Probably not, I happened to have read a similar report." Luo Hao smiled, "You guys go to rest, I will have a chat with Lao Cui."
"When will you go home?"
"I'm already here. I'll visit all the bosses tomorrow to see how many stores will open in the provincial capital during the New Year's Eve at the end of the year."
Luo Hao's head hurt a little when he mentioned this.
It was originally a great thing to do in a glorious manner, but once everyone crowded in, hospitality became a problem.
In addition, due to the current anti-corruption campaign, we cannot contact the manufacturer.
It would be great if the manufacturer could take full responsibility. Luo Hao has already begun to dream.
After sending Chen Yong and others into the car, Luo Hao and Cui Mingyu chatted while walking.
"Old Cui, when did you apply for Qingchang or something?"
Cui Mingyu suddenly looked troubled.
(End of chapter)