Chapter 482 Everyone understands, everyone understands
Ma Zhuang knew what Professor Lei meant, but he didn't fully understand it.
He was surprised that a doctor who looked like a senior expert in his forties actually wanted to flatter Professor Luo overtly or covertly? !
However, the female savage's illness was cured, and the stones she passed fell to the ground like stones in Ma Zhuang's heart.
He hesitated, but still didn't call, but just left a message.
At this point, it is estimated that Professor Luo is making fire, and he will not touch this bad luck.
Professor Lei was a little dissatisfied when he saw that Ma Zhuang just sent a message, and wondered whether he should call Luo Hao.
Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.
He took out his cell phone and took a look. Professor Lei's eyelids kept beating so fast that it was difficult for him to open his eyes.
The words "Wen Youren (General Manager of Donglian Mine)" above made Professor Lei's heart almost stop beating.
I still remember that Wen Youren called me nearly a year ago and asked about the interventional department. He complained casually about the iodized oil they used that violated regulations, and looked down upon the patients with liver cancer in the interventional department.
Unexpectedly, Wen Youren, a piece of shit, actually used his real name to report Luo Hao. The whole process was so frightening that Boss Chai rushed from the imperial capital to Donglian to endorse Luo Hao.
Luo Hao then came to the First Hospital of Medical University.
The initial hostility and subsequent fear all stem from this.
What the hell was Wen Youren doing on the phone?
Professor Lei wanted to hang up the phone, but he was still uneasy, not knowing what Wen Youren was going to do.
What if this bitch directly told Luo Hao that the iodized oil used in the intervention violated the regulations? !
Professor Lei's intestines were almost gone.
But that was it, he turned around and left, returning to his lounge to answer the phone.
"Professor Lei." Wen Youren's voice was filled with tears.
"Director Wen, I know your situation, but I can't help you." Professor Lei said helplessly.
Not even Professor Lei would like to see such a stupid thing like inciting a patient to sue the hospital.
"No, no, no, it's not the patient, it's my son."
"Your son?" Professor Lei was startled.
He remembered that Wen Youren's son was studying Chinese at the Foreign Languages Institute here.
Oh shit! What the hell kind of profession is this! Nowadays, universities really have no eyes for making money. Foreign Languages University teaches Chinese! How did they have the nerve to set up this major?
Professor Lei cursed in his mind.
"My son has a fever and is hospitalized again. He is said to have severe pneumonia. Three times a year. Last time I secretly ran to the second hospital. There was a large area of pneumonia. They didn't tell me what the reason was. I suspect it is caused by immunity, but the examination did not help. It’s okay.”
Wen Youren was obviously confused, and what he said was garbled.
"What about now?" Professor Lei asked.
"My son is in the respiratory department in his first year of medical school. He is already on an intravenous drip. Professor Lei, could you please do me a favor? I will drive there right now."
"Let me say hello." Professor Lei said lightly, and then he remembered that his contact with Wen Youren would have a series of unimaginable consequences, and he was thinking about how to make it clear to Wen Youren and cut it off so that he would not bother him in the future.
What a troublesome guy, Professor Lei was also troubled.
"Professor Lei, I know you have helped me. Don't worry, I will definitely not tell anyone about it."
Before Professor Lei could say anything, Wen Youren handed over the knife first.
Professor Lei's back molars were almost broken. He would not talk about this in the future, but would remind himself to be careful.
"As long as my son's diagnosis is clear, are you okay with me not contacting you in the future?" Wen Youren asked.
Fuck!
Wen Youren must have thought about dragging himself into the water!
Professor Lei's hair and beard were all growing, and the truth was to kill this Donglian's director of general surgery.
He provoked whomever he provoked, and was inadvertently tied to Wen Youren.
Professor Lei was about to cry but had no tears left.
"Professor Lei? Professor Lei?" Wen Youren said hurriedly.
He seemed to know that what he was doing was wrong, but because he was worried about his son, Wen Youren was already confused.
"Okay, let me take a look. Say hello to their director and take a good look."
"Thank you Professor Lei."
After hanging up the phone, Professor Lei gritted his teeth and thought about Wen Youren.
This guy is really not a good guy. How can ordinary people talk like this? He must have regarded that matter as his weakness, so he drew the knife in a hurry.
Dog stuff.
Professor Lei was extremely distressed, but had no choice but to go out and go to the respiratory department for a visit.
"Professor Lei, why are you going?" The resident manager was also about to go to bed. Seeing that Professor Lei was not sleeping, he asked.
Professor Lei was in an extremely bad mood and walked out of the ward with a cold face.
Going to the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Professor Lei found Wen Youren's son.
He was lying on the hospital bed, and a drip had been started. He was on high-grade antibiotics. It was obvious at a glance that his condition was serious.
A girl around 20 years old sat obediently beside the bed to accompany her.
Pour water, take temperature, be gentle and considerate.
Damn, this bitch Wen Youren is a bit lucky to have found such a good daughter-in-law, Professor Lei thought to himself.
After finding the hospital manager, Professor Lei learned about the condition.
It turns out that Wen Youren's son was not hospitalized for the first time in the Department of Respiratory Medicine of the Medical University. This was his third time.
In addition, he was admitted to the Second Hospital and the Provincial Hospital, and was diagnosed with severe lung infection.
No wonder Wen Youren is anxious, but the young man in his 20s always suffers from severe lung infections, so he sees ghosts if he is not anxious.
If it weren't for the test results, Professor Lei would have suspected that it was caused by AIDS.
The film is on the computer. It was just finished and is still hot.
"Professor Lei, are you a relative of yours?" asked the resident manager of the Department of Respiratory Medicine.
Although her tone was friendly, these words disgusted Professor Lei.
"No, it's just someone I know." Professor Lei replied in a low voice while looking at the film.
"Oh oh oh."
The resident manager of the Department of Respiratory Medicine didn’t think much about it.
This kind of thing is very common in hospitals. It usually only takes a phone call, but it's rare for someone to come in person.
Professor Lei must be able to come in person, it must have something to do with it.
But when she saw that Professor Lei was unwilling to say anything, she looked at him and didn't ask any further questions.
On the film, there were large infiltration shadows in both lungs, which looked a bit like lobar pneumonia.
"Is it Yang?" Professor Lei asked.
"It doesn't look like it on the film." The resident manager of the Department of Respiratory Medicine explained, "It looks more like aspiration pneumonia. You saw the film last time."
With that said, the resident manager of the Department of Respiratory Medicine pulled up the film of Wen Youren's son's last hospitalization.
The performance on the image is almost the same.
"The large shadow does look like lobar pneumonia, but there are small infiltrative shadows around it, and there are no tumors. It is considered to be an inhalation infection. I can ask the patient and the patient's family, and they all say that there is no history of aspiration."
This is going to give me a headache, Professor Lei thought to himself.
"Professor Lei, don't worry. Since he is someone you know personally, let me tell you the truth. I was in charge of him last time. Just 5 days of antibiotics and hormones. No problem."
The resident manager of the Department of Respiratory Medicine gave the final answer.
Doctors rarely talk like this.
But Professor Lei felt a little uncomfortable. That guy Wen Youren really wanted a clear diagnosis.
The real person is really a toad, very annoying.
Forget it, I'll take a look at Director Shen tomorrow to see if he has any ideas.
Two hours later, Wen Youren arrived.
Seeing that Professor Lei was still in the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Wen Youren was moved to tears.
He knew that Professor Lei knew that he was acting, and Professor Lei also knew that he knew that he knew that he was acting, but the two of them still acted.
After explaining his thoughts, Professor Lei left. I'll check my face tomorrow and have a look at Director Shen, and let this matter go.
If Wen Youren still doesn't understand, he should first go to Professor Luo to apologize.
Damn it, I just said it casually, what else can Professor Luo do to me? Professor Lei probably understands the logic of Luo Hao's actions. As long as he has a good attitude, there should be no problem.
As for Wen Youren, let him fend for himself.
Want to threaten yourself with this? Next life.
……
Early the next morning, Professor Lei went into surgery.
After stepping down, he contacted Director Shen immediately and took advantage of his lunch break to invite Director Shen to the Department of Respiratory Medicine.
Director Shen looked over the entire medical history and films with his oily bald head, and fell into deep thought.
"Director Shen? What do you think?" Professor Lei waited for three minutes and saw that Director Shen was still deep in thought, so he called out.
"Why are you shouting? You interrupted me just as I was thinking. You can see for yourself if you have the ability." Director Shen reprimanded him mercilessly, just like scolding his own son.
Everyone knows Director Shen's bad temper. Mr. Tianwang is first, and he is second.
Since Luo Hao came, I don't know who is the king, I don't know who is first, Luo Hao, and Director Shen is third.
That's about it.
Professor Lei didn't reply when he was scolded, he just smiled and said, "Director Shen, I'm sorry, what were you thinking about?"
"Me?" Director Shen curled his lips, and the top of his head was shiny, like a big 200-watt light bulb.
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone.
The moment he made the call, Professor Lei's heart sank to his anus.
Hemorrhoids seem to be beating like crazy.
Because he saw that Director Shen's expression ranged from disdain to flattery, and was extremely smooth in excess, he immediately understood who Director Shen's call was for.
"Uncle Junior, I have a patient here, and the movie is a bit weird."
Sure enough, Professor Lei heard what he least wanted to hear.
"Oh oh oh, you do the surgery first, I'll be waiting for you in the Department of Respiratory Medicine."
Director Shen hung up the phone and continued to watch the movie with his shiny head curled up. The movie seemed to be better than the short movie in the book. Director Shen just looked at it, as if in trance.
Professor Lei complained in his heart, if Luo Hao came and saw that he and Wen Youren were colluding...
Forget it, it's better to go and plead guilty in advance, so as not to be tricked by Wen Youren's guy and unable to meet Professor Luo in the future.
He made up his mind, quietly left the office and went straight to the interventional cath lab.
Entering the cath lab, Professor Lei was shocked to see a blindfolded... robot standing in the corridor doing compressions.
Professor Lei's eyes almost popped out.
I heard that Luo Hao was in contact with the University of Technology and the company that created the robot dog, and was working on several projects.
I also heard that interventional operating rooms have begun to use robots.
But when the robot appeared in front of him, Professor Lei was still shocked.
The blindfolded robot looks a bit strange, very different from the one in the movie. It's more like a cyberpunk world, as if the door to the cath lab is a door to a different space. When it's opened and closed, there are two worlds.
"Qingqing, there are probably only so many questions. I'll go back and ask Professor Li to make a package to wrap the robot." Luo Hao's voice came out, "This kind of thing looks scary and can only be given to old people who are very accepting. For patients
They are old patients who often come to the hospital, not older patients. Forget it, I won’t explain this to you. ”
"Okay, I'll write it down and I'll do it when I get back." "Eye, what do you think?" Luo Hao asked again.
"It's good to be blindfolded. These are all details, not important. Senior brother, don't worry about it." Ye Qingqing smiled, "Don't you think that being blindfolded makes you look more like an ancient assassin?"
"Your assassin is blindfolded and blind. He played too many games and remembered that the blind monk came."
Luo Hao scolded with a smile and walked out of the surgery room.
Luo Hao was stunned when he saw Professor Lei. This was a rare visitor.
"Professor Luo." Professor Lei's waist has already bent down.
"Hello, hello, rare visitor, what instructions does Professor Lei have?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.
Professor Lei saw that the robot had finished pressing and began to quickly apply pressure and bandage.
The pressure bandage is very sticky, but the robot can do it extremely quickly, and is more skilled than ordinary doctors in applying pressure bandage to patients.
His eyelids kept twitching, and the thoughts that were still tangled in his heart were no longer tangled in an instant.
"Professor Luo, excuse me."
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"You're welcome." Luo Hao smiled, "I want to talk to Qingqing first. Professor Lei, please wait a moment."
"I still have something to do, so you can go back first." Luo Hao told Ye Qingqing, "Who do you think is suitable?"
"Lu Han."
The communication between Ye Qingqing and Luo Hao was extremely difficult for others to understand, but the two of them communicated without any problems.
"Lu Han, he's so handsome. How about Andy Lau?"
"Too old."
"Then Chen Yong?"
"Don't you think you've seen a ghost when you see two Chen Yongs at once?"
"It seems so. Then I'll ask Professor Li to make him casually, as long as he can communicate easily. It's just a metal frame, and it looks really weird. In fact, it doesn't have to be handsome, just ordinary and friendly."
After saying a few words, Luo Hao sent Ye Qingqing away to change clothes and returned to Professor Lei.
"Professor Lei, what's wrong with you?"
"Professor Luo, that's it." Professor Lei was heartbroken and told the whole story. He also made some insults to Wen Youren to vent his frustration.
Luo Hao listened with a smile and said nothing.
Change clothes while listening.
Professor Lei repeated anxiously, "Professor Luo, Wen Youren and I really just met during the school semester. I admit that I was..."
"Damn, you guys in the general surgery department have a special regard for the interventional department, I know." Luo Hao smiled, as if he had guessed something, and was not surprised.
"Uh." Professor Lei was speechless for a moment.
This seems to be different from what I thought.
"If I have any complaints about this, I have to blame my boss. Interventional treatment for liver cancer has not been included in the guidelines for a long time, and it's not because of my boss's suppression."
"!!!"
"I'm tired and can't hold it anymore. When I started doing it, interventional treatment was added to last year's guidelines." Luo Hao smiled and chatted casually.
Professor Lei burst into tears when he heard this.
"It's normal, I understand." Luo Hao said with a smile, "What kind of patient, let me go and see."
"Wen Youren's son."
"What's the condition of the patient?" Luo Hao didn't seem to hear the words Wen Youren, but asked Professor Lei about the patient's medical history.
Professor Lei was startled.
Oh, it turns out that Wen Youren's son is a patient in Professor Luo's heart.
Seeing that Luo Hao didn't mind much, Professor Lei breathed a sigh of relief and followed Luo Hao to "report" the medical history.
He studied it all night and was very familiar with it.
Moreover, Wen Youren's son's medical history is not complicated. He just suffered from repeated pneumonia, and has ruled out AIDS and impotence.
Luo Hao nodded while listening, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Professor Luo, I heard that you have written down all the medical records of the Union Medical College Library for hundreds of years?" Professor Lei rushed to provide emotional value, "What do you think?"
"You have to look at the patient." Luo Hao shrugged and spread his hands, "Look, hear, ask, see, touch, and listen. How would you know if you don't look at the patient?"
"..."
Although Professor Lei knew that Luo Hao was not targeting him, he still felt that he had a hot face but a cold butt.
"Senior brother!" Zhuang Yan caught up from behind, "Wait for me."
"You go back and write down your medical records." Luo Hao said.
"I'm going to look at incurable diseases."
Zhuang Yan is like a hundred thousand whys, extremely curious, especially about some difficult and complicated diseases.
Luo Hao did not refuse and continued to meditate.
Arriving at the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Luo Hao went to the ward first.
After seeing Wen Youren, Luo Hao ignored him and asked about his medical history first.
Wen Youren was quite embarrassed when he saw Luo Hao. Fortunately, Luo Hao didn't say anything and the two just passed by.
After leaving the ward, Zhuang Yan looked extremely ugly and pale, with faint sweat on her forehead and temples.
Luo Hao felt strange, "Xiaozhuang, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, senior brother." Zhuang Yan replied stubbornly.
"Hypoglycemia? Go to the treatment room and ask the nurse to give you a bottle of 5 sugar."
"It's not hypoglycemia, it's just a bit nauseating." Zhuang Yan replied.
"Nausea?"
Luo Hao didn't care and went back to the office to watch the movie.
Director Shen was very enthusiastic and began to talk about his understanding of the patient's images.
A young man frequently suffered from severe pneumonia, which was indeed a rheumatology and immunology disease.
Luo Hao just opened the AI diagnosis and took a look. It was just pneumonia.
It's not a rheumatism-immune disease. Director Shen made a mistake, but Luo Hao didn't know where the problem came from.
Ordinarily, young men, 22 years old, are in good health.
You may not get sick even once a year, so how can you have recurring pneumonia that doesn't heal?
Director Shen rambled on about his thoughts on Wen Youren's son's pneumonia, but Luo Hao was wondering what he had missed.
Concealing medical history may be this.
After all, there are many signs of infiltrative inflammation on the film. The previous film is similar, and Luo Hao is more likely to be aspiration.
But Wen Youren's son and his girlfriend both denied this.
Strange, what is wrong with it?
Luo Hao tried hard to recall the relevant information in the Union Medical College Medical Records, but this time he failed. There was no corresponding medical record in his own Union Medical Records.
Impossible, absolutely impossible. Could it be that Wen Youren's son has a weird disease that can be named after him?
This is too evil.
Rare diseases are rare diseases for a reason. Luo Hao had no choice but to think that there was a problem with the AI diagnosis, so he could only search for rheumatism-immune related diseases on his own.
While thinking about it, Luo Hao wrote down the relevant inspections on the A4 paper with a pen, identifying them one after another.
One strange examination after another made Professor Lei dumbfounded. What are these?
But when he looked carefully at Director Shen's expression, he found that Director Shen had a feeling of sadness.
Rheumatologists and immunologists are all freaks, Professor Lei thought to himself.
“Dong dong dong~”
Luo Hao was thinking about it when there was a knock on the door.
Wen Youren stood at the door, looking confused and embarrassed.
"Director Wen, come in." Luo Hao raised his head, smiled, and greeted gently.
"I dare not say that." Wen Youren lowered his head, tried his best to walk to Luo Hao, and said in a low voice, "Professor Luo, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, just seeing a doctor."
"I have left my job to start a business, and I plan to retire from illness in five years." Wen Youren said bitterly.
"It's getting more and more difficult to recover from illness. Director Wen's ability to recover from illness is quite impressive." Luo Hao replied calmly.
"???" Wen Youren had countless thoughts in his mind.
Could it be that Luo Hao was going to make a fool of himself?
But soon Wen Youren lost all hope when he thought of his son's illness.
Even if he is retired, as long as his son's disease can be diagnosed clearly, everything will be worth it.
"Professor Luo, I know your diagnostic skills are high."
"Director Wen, we are old colleagues. To be honest, your son's condition is really rare." Luo Hao sighed, "These tests will be done first. I will follow up on the specific results and hope to have a clear diagnosis."
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"..." Wen Youren was speechless.
"Looking at the movie, it looks like aspiration." Luo Hao said, "You have also seen patients lying on the hospital bed drinking porridge after surgery. The porridge suddenly entered the respiratory tract. This is the behavior."
"But my son was a physical education student before. He is in good health and has no habit of lying down to eat." Wen Youren explained.
"Yes, both the patient and you gave a negative answer. This is a difficult matter." Luo Hao told the truth.
Wen Youren's face darkened.
"Uncle, do you think this is a specific manifestation of lupus erythematosus? I have seen similar situations, although the images are not very supportive."
Lupus!
Wen Youren's head buzzed.
"It doesn't look like that. Let's do a checkup first." Luo Hao said solemnly.
Of course he had considered lupus erythematosus, but Luo Hao had already rejected it.
"Ugh~~~"
Just when Director Shen was about to speak, the sound of retching came from beside him.
Zhuang Yan turned pale, covered her mouth with her hands and ran out.
? ? ?
? ? ?
Everyone was stunned.
After all, she is the daughter of Dean Zhuang's family, so no one is joking too much. But everyone was thinking, is Xiaozhuang pregnant? Whose?
Could it be that it belongs to Lao Meng? Luo Hao's mouth pursed, his expression serious.
Did this bitch Lao Meng do such a big thing secretly?
A few minutes later, Zhuang Yan came back with a pale face.
"Xiaozhuang, come to me." Luo Hao waved.
"Brother, I'm fine."
"Sit down and give me your right wrist."
Luo Hao stretched out his hand and placed it on the radial artery of Zhuang Yan's right hand.
The air in the office was almost stagnant, and everyone held their breath.
He was gossiping about eating melons, but he didn’t expect that he would eat them on Dean Zhuang’s head.
"You..."
20 seconds later, Luo Hao frowned and stared at Zhuang Yan with a strange tone.
(End of chapter)