Chapter 474 Lao Meng was arrested? (The leader is uncertain 45 plus update × 1)
Someone is bullying Lao Cui!
Luo Hao looked at Cui Mingyu's expression and thought about what happened.
Maybe Luo Hao can't do anything now, but how long can those old gangsters survive?
"Old Cui, who bullied you? Tell me, ten years later, I will cut off their lineage."
Luo Hao said seriously.
His words were like a knife, and his cold light flickered, Luo Hao made no secret of his intentions.
"Ah?!" Cui Mingyu was startled.
He was startled by Luo Hao, and he didn't understand what Luo Hao meant, but when he thought about it, Cui Mingyu couldn't laugh or cry.
"No, no, I'm okay." Cui Mingyu quickly explained, "Really, foster father, no one bullies me."
"Oh, that's okay. I thought you were running too fast and someone didn't like you. If that's the case, just tell me secretly without saying a word." Luo Hao said.
"Yes." Cui Mingyu nodded cautiously.
Obviously, he had faced similar things to some extent, but the other party didn't do too much, and it didn't reach the point of breaking out.
"Then what do you mean?" Luo Hao asked.
"Father, you also know what the medical treatment in the imperial capital is like. Many children have congenital heart disease and will die without surgery. There are countless procedures along the way, and you don't know who to call when you come."
Luo Hao looked at Cui Mingyu like a monster.
How many years has this been going on? This big boy of mine is really chivalrous and courageous, but does he seem to be soft-hearted?
Lao Cui is really more pure than himself, and more... "idiot".
"When I see those sick children who are the sons of so-and-so, I feel very uncomfortable." Cui Mingyu sighed, "When the child is born, the family is not even in the mood to give the child a nice name, and carries the child around to see the doctor. , life is miserable.”
"This is still slow. I went to work early in the morning some time ago and saw a man squatting at the door with his child in his arms and howling."
"Like a wolf."
Luo Hao knew what Cui Mingyu meant.
When you are extremely sad, you can no longer cry, and all that is left is howling, the kind of howling that comes from your heart.
It is estimated that the child has congenital heart disease and the operation cannot be performed locally, so he brought the child to the imperial capital overnight. But even for doctors or nurses in the medical system, most of them cannot have smooth access to the imperial hospital, especially emergency rooms.
I came and found An Zhen. The child was already dying. Besides, An Zhen was not omnipotent.
But why did Cui Mingyu say this?
"Old Cui, don't you want to set up an emergency green channel?" Luo Hao looked at Cui Mingyu and asked.
"Fuck! I said that the only person who knows me is my foster father."
"..." Luo Hao was speechless.
It was too late for others to hide, but Cui Mingyu rushed to do it.
"I would like to, but not now, it will take a few years." Seeing Luo Hao's unkind expression, Cui Mingyu quickly explained, "I'm still young and can't afford it. Most of the interventional surgeries on newborns can't be done. Even if It will take a few years of observation before it can be done, that’s what I think.
Normally, no one can say that I saw you, my adoptive father, so I just rushed to talk about it. ”
"Do more surgeries? Be careful about the thread." Luo Hao said seriously.
"Well, don't worry." Cui Mingyu sighed, "The main reason is that I have seen too many people cry when I have been working in the past few years. I thought that if there was a set of procedures, I would suffer a little and at least I could treat similar patients near the imperial capital. All done.”
Luo Hao looked at his eldest son with gentle eyes.
Really oxen and horses, natural oxen and horses, nuclear powered oxen and horses.
"The children who died a few days ago were identical twins who were conceived naturally. During a prenatal check-up in the second trimester, doctors from the local hospital discovered that one of the children had a very serious congenital heart disease. If not treated in time, he would be born It is very likely that he will not survive.”
"It was already more than 30 weeks ago, and my family hadn't reacted yet. The next prenatal check-up also found that there was something wrong with the other fetus."
"Later, one of them survived and was carried to the Imperial Capital, but not the last one was left behind."
Cui Mingyu spoke more and more concisely, and his mood was very low.
"Boss Li Shoujun of Fuwai seems to be old. Can he handle the emergency?" Luo Hao asked.
"Boss Li is awesome. He treats all newborns with critical illness and there are no deaths throughout the year." Cui Mingyu praised.
"Want to be An Zhen's boss Li? Everyone avoids pediatricians, but my big boy knows how to face difficulties head on. Yes, he is indeed a big boy of mine."
"Do you have the nerve to criticize me? Who is the person who performs maxillofacial hemangioma on young children? For that disease, if the embolic agent drifts into other blood vessels, it will cause paralysis. No ordinary person would dare to touch it." Cui Mingyu asked in return.
Luo Hao's expression remained unchanged, "It's Teacher Yun from Yuntai."
"pei!"
"And this is not all something that can be done by interventional surgery. It requires a surgical foundation."
Speaking of this, Cui Mingyu suddenly looked at Luo Hao with big eyes.
"Don't think about it. When I came to the imperial capital, I also went to 912 and 209." Luo Hao sighed, "Look for yourself in Anzhen. If you have like-minded people, you can make an appointment together."
Cui Mingyu knew this would be the case. He nodded repeatedly, "Father, I didn't want to find you. What I mean is that if you have a similar operation, you must tell me and I will fly over to observe."
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"Okay." Luo Hao agreed, "If there are similar children who need surgery, I will videotape the whole process and you can come and study it. By the way, I am researching remote interventional surgery, and I think I can try it soon. Give it a try. You can study it when you can.”
Cui Mingyu had a sincere smile on his face, and his heart was visibly relieved.
"Father, when will you come back?"
"I will also have other jobs after I come back."
"I didn't tell you about surgeries and treatments in this area. It's because of me. After you came, there was also a problem with the selection of academicians. Do you want to choose pediatric academicians or interventionalists?"
As he spoke, Cui Mingyu's voice became smaller and smaller, and he seemed to be aware of something.
Luo Hao also thought of a possibility - there are still no academicians in pediatrics.
With the death of several old academicians, there is no academician in a basic major such as pediatrics!
"Old Cui, I didn't approve of it before. You won't be able to do it for long with just your enthusiasm." Luo Hao directly found a step to sit down, took out his mobile phone, opened the app without looking at it, and started to smoke.
"Fuck you, stepfather, are you so advanced? I thought you were just playing for fun, but I didn't expect you to develop a habit."
"Smoke less and strive to work for the people for fifty years."
"You were almost eighty then."
"Seriously, I want to give it a try in about three years. If it works, you can become an academician in pediatrics."
"!!!"
Although Cui Mingyu had already thought of it, he was still stunned when these words came out of Luo Hao's mouth.
"Just say it casually, don't take it seriously." Luo Hao laughed, "Do your surgery well, Professor An Zhen is so majestic."
"Stop laughing at me. Who would dare to think about throwing knives on 912? My foster father, I never thought you could actually throw knives on 912!!"
Luo Haohan,
Sweat profusely,
Sweating profusely.
"It's not a flying knife, it's the boss who asked me to do surgery and work as a coolie." Luo Hao emphasized every word.
"Almost." Cui Mingyu waved his hand and didn't care.
"It's much worse. The 912 operation can be performed on at least 20 people, but the posture is uncomfortable, and I am the youngest." Luo Hao explained again.
Cui Mingyu smiled, with an expression on his face that said, "Don't explain, I understand."
"You..."
Before Luo Hao finished speaking, his cell phone rang.
It's Feng Zixuan.
Huh? Why did Director Feng call me so late?
"Hello, Director Feng." Luo Hao answered the phone with a serious tone.
"Ronaldo, I'm in the bureau."
"???" Luo Hao was stunned and silent, waiting for Feng Zixuan to explain the situation.
"Lao Meng was arrested."
"Gah!!!"
Luo Hao was inexplicably surprised.
Meng Liangren? The honest and honest Meng Liangren? Meng Liangren with a square face?
Caught?
There must have been a fight with the patient's family... No, Lao Meng can't do that.
Luo Hao checked all the patients in the ward in an instant. It seemed that none of the patient's family members were a hidden danger.
Moreover, Lao Meng does not drive yet, so there will be no such thing as drunk driving.
"What a waste, they are fooling around." Feng Zixuan sighed, "This year marks the 73rd anniversary of the founding of the Infectious Diseases Hospital, and the hospital has begun to divert services. They arranged to have a party on the night of the hospital's celebration, and set off some fireworks at night."
Uh...
Luo Hao continued to be silent.
Fireworks are not prohibited in provincial capitals, as long as they do not cause fire.
"A lot of them had bonfire parties, set off fireworks, and were reported."
"No, just set off some fireworks, why bother to mobilize the troops." Luo Hao must be sitting on Meng Liangren's side. Even if Feng Zixuan said bad things about Lao Meng, Luo Hao would still have to refute.
"Wearing white clothes, there is a bonfire and fireworks in the middle. The surroundings are dark and lit, and it was photographed by a drone. It is said that someone is performing evil rituals..."
"..."
Luo Hao was completely speechless.
Think about it, and the picture suddenly emerges.
Don't tell me, that's really what happened.
The visual sense suddenly became full.
"Is the problem serious, Director Feng?" Luo Hao asked helplessly and seriously.
"It's not serious, this is my second trip today." Feng Zixuan said, swearing.
Luo Hao laughed.
I even made a trip before. I guess so-and-so went to take a bath and lit a 1688 and was caught. The hospital or family members were asked to pick him up.
As for who it was, Luo Hao had no interest in knowing at all.
"Lao Meng is fine. All he needs to do is explain clearly. They are all doctors who have been diverted from the infectious disease hospital. Yuan Qing didn't call them. They just gathered in private and caused such a big mistake."
"Haha, thank you for your hard work, Director Feng."
Once he heard that Lao Meng was fine, Luo Hao felt relieved and his tone became much more relaxed.
"The other one is even more outrageous."
Luo Hao's expression condensed slightly.
Feng Zixuan is not supposed to "report" to him in detail, it is more like the kind of gossip between friends.
Unknowingly, has the relationship between myself and Director Feng gotten so good?
Luo Hao was in a daze.
"Sun, a veteran from the laboratory department, became obsessed with photography a few years ago. Last year he opened a photography shop to take photos of students from nearby universities."
"He can take pictures of farts without stretching his legs or applying filters. Each one of the pictures looks uglier than the last."
Feng Zixuan was a little angry.
"Haha, the photo was too ugly and you got complained? This is really not the case."
"That's not true. He went to the vegetable market today, and there was a woman squatting on the ground to pack things. She missed something. He picked up the camera and took pictures. Tell me, is he an idiot!!!"
Feng Zixuan's cursing voice even shocked the night in the imperial capital. Gan!
Luo Hao was also surprised.
There are many people taking secret photos, but very few do this blatantly. Could it be a mental illness? Luo Hao thought in his heart.
"Trouble, let me take him back? Just dream."
Feng Zixuan kept chattering. After a few minutes, Feng Zixuan said he would take Lao Meng back and asked for a signature, and then hung up the phone.
"Your medical director has such a good relationship with you?"
"The director of our Xiehe Medical Department has a good relationship with me." Luo Hao said expressionlessly.
"Yes, Ye Qingqing is at the University of Technology, how is it?" Cui Mingyu asked.
"It's not bad, I'm doing experiments, I don't know when the results will be available. Now I explain many things about the University of Technology to Qingqing, and she does a good job."
The two of them walked in the night of the imperial capital.
After graduation, it was rare to have the opportunity to talk. Cui Mingyu and Feng Zixuan were equally chatty, talking about their ideas about the green channel for neonatal heart disease without any logic.
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In Luo Hao's opinion, it was almost a dream.
The local hospital delivered the baby, performed a cardiac ultrasound to identify the problem, and sent the test results to Anzhen Hospital. The 120 ambulance was sent directly to the high-speed rail station to be rejuvenated and rushed to the imperial capital.
Then the 120 ambulance in the green channel wailed its whistle all the way and sent the child to Anzhen Hospital, where he signed directly to the stage.
Newborns within a radius of several hundred kilometers can be covered.
This process is a dream.
However, Luo Hao did not disturb Cui Mingyu's dream. He was a natural born cow and horse who had been working hard to cure diseases and save people. Even if he was dreaming, he should flatter him and provide some emotional value.
"By the way, Luo Hao, a tumor patient in Panjiayuan recently recovered."
Cui Mingyu and Luo Hao were very relaxed when chatting, and there was no logic in their words. They talked about whatever came to mind.
It seems natural to go from the green channel of neonatal congenital heart disease to the recovery of tumor patients.
Logic doesn't matter at all.
"Isn't that normal?"
"No, no, no, patients with late-stage cancer have given up treatment. In the end, they only have money left for a meal, and they are infected with AIDS."
"???"
"Then the immune system started to kill indiscriminately, and AIDS and tumors were all cured." Cui Mingyu said with a dance, simulating the immune cells indiscriminately killing.
"Uh..." Luo Hao was startled.
"Do you think it's possible? Is fighting fire with fire also an idea?"
"Old Cui, I highly doubt you are a Ph.D. student in the eight-year program of the Union Medical College." Luo Hao said sarcastically.
"Why."
"Berlin patient, don't you know? The first person to be cured of AIDS contracted AIDS first and then leukemia. In order to cure the leukemia, he underwent an allogeneic bone marrow transplant.
Because the transplanted immune cells happen to have a mutation at the site necessary for the HIV virus to infect the cells, the HIV virus cannot infect the cells, and both diseases are cured at the same time. ”
"Of course I know. I'm asking you if you can fight fire with fire." Cui Mingyu didn't care about Luo Hao's sarcasm.
"It's not impossible, and it's not like fighting fire with fire in the ordinary sense.
The immune system finds that it is too troublesome to arrest people for verification and then behead them. If they are tired, destroy them. It will directly trigger the immunity storm and kill them on sight.
During this process, various inflammations occur frequently in the human body. As long as the person is still alive after the immune storm is over, the problems caused by insufficient immunity can basically be solved.
Cancer is like a prisoner wearing a mask. If the test is not correct, it will be beheaded. Now that the immune storm is coming, your own cells will be killed, and the cancer cells cannot escape, and neither can the HIV-infected cells.
Why can't it be used as a treatment? It's because it's difficult to balance. People with strong immune storms can directly kill themselves, while those with weak immune storms can just scratch themselves. ”
"I treated a patient with paraquat poisoning a while ago. The immune storm came up and the whole body's organs failed. I sat by the bed and watched for three days and three nights before letting Xiaozhuang see him."
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"Have you really cured a patient suffering from paraquat poisoning?" Cui Mingyu was stunned.
"Paraquat is a blessing that has expired now. If the drug is within the validity period, it may not be possible to get people back."
Luo Hao began to tell Cui Mingyu about feeding fecal soup on the helicopter to induce vomiting.
[As the saying goes, a man is a boy until he dies~~~]
While chatting, the phone rang again.
Luo Hao picked it up and took a look. It was still Feng Zixuan.
Why is she more clingy than Da Nizi? She calls me every once in a while.
"Father, did you tell me that your orientation is normal? Why do I feel that there is something wrong with the relationship between Director Feng and you? Should I call you aunt?"
"Get out!"
After Luo Hao finished cursing, he answered the phone.
"Director Feng."
"Ronald..." Feng Zixuan was also a little embarrassed, "Well, don't you be busy."
"I'm not busy. I'm chatting with my grown-up boy."
"When will you come back?" Feng Zixuan asked.
"It should be tomorrow night's flight. I'm going to visit the bosses during the day and have a chat. I'll see how many bosses want to hold the annual meeting in our provincial capital this year." Luo Hao replied in a straight-forward manner.
"Alas." Feng Zixuan sighed.
Cui Mingyu had a smirk on his face and put his ear towards Luo Hao's mobile phone.
"Director Feng, if you have any questions, please tell me. If you can buy a ticket for tonight, I can fly back now."
"Then I'll trouble you." Feng Zixuan was not polite at all. Hearing what Luo Hao said, he immediately agreed.
Luo Hao was startled. He was just being polite, but Director Feng really climbed up the ladder.
It looked like he was really anxious.
"Director Feng, I'll buy the ticket right now. Tell me what's going on, and I'll see what I do."
"Alas." Feng Zixuan sighed again, "Ronald, it's like this, one of my little brothers has shares in the Anorectal Hospital."
Luo Hao turned his head slightly, so it turned out to be like this.
It's hard to live in a hospital, especially in the medical office. He doesn't make much money here and has to do a lot of work.
With Lin Yuming and Zhuyu in front of him, Luo Hao knew it.
People who take possession of things are short-handed, and if they don't take it, they can't survive, so it's normal for Feng Zixuan to have some shares outside.
The anorectal hospital happens to be one of the most profitable areas among private hospitals. It is estimated that Director Feng is also involved in medical beauty.
"There is an Internet celebrity who had two surgeries in a year, both of which failed. Damn it, what the hell." Feng Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "Come and give me a slap. I will control the situation and prevent it from getting worse."< br>
“What an Internet celebrity.”
"20 years old, millionaire internet celebrity." Feng Zixuan explained helplessly.
It's better to talk to Director Feng for peace of mind. The word "big" is explained clearly.
"I know Director Feng, let me take a look at the film."
"Come back..." Feng Zixuan paused before he could finish his sentence, "I'll send it to you right now."
Luo Hao smiled, Director Feng was such a clever guy, he knew what he meant instantly.
"Father, you are so busy." Cui Mingyu sighed.
"I'm so busy. I looked at the medical records and I can't help but ask someone to help Director Feng solve the problem."
"Shaking people?"
"Millions of Internet celebrities, very powerful." Luo Hao said, then fell silent, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Father, you don't want to buy a ticket?"
"It depends on what kind of disease it is. To be honest, there are only a few types of anorectal diseases. Who is the best anorectal doctor you know?"
"!!!" Cui Mingyu understood.
The foster father is really good at doing things. He has already begun to think of taking people to the imperial capital for consultation, making a good gesture, and getting the matter settled.
There are several ways to deal with this kind of thing. The adoptive father's method is definitely the best, but it is too difficult.
As he spoke, Luo Hao's phone rang, and he opened WeChat and started browsing information.
The patient underwent surgery for internal hemorrhoids 10 months ago at the largest private anorectal hospital in the provincial capital, and relapsed 5 months after the operation.
A B-ultrasound was performed and the diagnosis was perianal abscess.
Up to this time, the patient had no opinion, and it was estimated that the perianal abscess was caused by not paying attention to eating and drinking.
So the second surgery was performed. Because the abscess was very deep, the surgeon placed a drainage strip for drainage and adopted conservative treatment.
Gradually, it got better.
But he fell ill again soon after and refused to recover.
Until all the patient's patience is worn out and he is on the verge of going berserk.
Come to think of it, if someone performs hemorrhoid surgery in front of an Internet celebrity, he will have constant fever after the operation, which will affect his ability to make money.
And there's no way to talk about it and win sympathy.
If you say you have hemorrhoids and haven't been cured, I don't know how many slutty things those LSPs on the Internet will say.
"Father, your anorectal hospital is very good," Cui Mingyu said.
"Private, who will get into MRI?" Luo Hao said, "The gold standard is MRI, and you can see that the surgeon didn't even do it the second time."
With that said, Luo Hao dialed Feng Zixuan's phone, "Director Feng, the patient will undergo an MRI now."
"Ah?!"
Feng Zixuan was startled.
"I suspect it's not perianal abscess, but other diseases."
"What disease?"
"For example, sacrococcygeal teratoma."
"!!!"
Luo Hao was also in a weird mood. He had just gone to 912 for a malignant teratoma surgery, and Director Feng might have another patient with a sacrococcygeal teratoma in front of him.
"You're going to arrange an MRI, and I'll take a look at the film. If necessary, I'll pull Director Qian over."
"Okay."
Feng Zixuan agreed directly without saying a word.
"As soon as possible!"
There was no answer and he hung up the phone.
Luo Hao continued to chat randomly with Cui Mingyu, just like having a sleep talk in a university dormitory.
More than an hour later, the film came over.
Cui Mingyu leaned over and took a look, "No wonder he is an Internet celebrity, his waist is quite thin."
"Old Cui, you just talk nonsense, but when it comes to me, you can't even say a word of nonsense." Luo Hao said contemptuously.
"Hey." Cui Mingyu smiled and watched the movie seriously.
After a few seconds, his expression froze and he pointed at a location, "What is this?"
(End of chapter)