Chapter 509 Am I? After all, I am younger
Luo Hao thought about the copy of Weihu Mountain along the way. If it was developed better, he would build a small town where people lived in the past in the name of Xuexiang, and every tourist could play one of the roles.
There are often "bandits" who come to rob. When they meet Yang Zirong, if they are carefully designed, they can have at least a hundred or ten characters, and each character has dozens of side plots.
Different side plots can change the fate of the characters.
But if this is the case, it seems that the copy is a bit large and too complicated.
But Luo Hao didn't care much. He was not responsible for this, so they could do whatever they wanted. If you want to make money, you don’t want to worry about it. There is no such good thing in this world.
It was mainly because Luo Hao thought of an idea - when the protagonist killed many bandits and came to Zuoshan Diao, he found that Zuoshan Diao was a bamboo~~~
Hahahahahaha.
Of course, this is just an idea. If you implement it in detail, bamboo must not be regarded as a villain.
If anyone really does this, Luo Hao will definitely turn against him.
It was getting late, so Luo Hao and Da Nizi watched it, and while washing, he listened to Da Nizi talking about the trivial things today.
Life is like this, most of the time is trivial and boring.
Luo Hao remembered a song - flying to the other side of the city.
Now I live with Da Nizi on the east and west sides of the provincial capital, as if I am a different place. However, the hospital cannot move, and even more so, it can only be done for the time being.
After chatting for half an hour, Luo Hao and Wang Jiani said good night to each other.
Luo Hao had a dream, dreaming that he came to that small town.
The bandits roared past, and the town was in chaos.
The restore degree is extremely high, but it is definitely not 100%. There are many imaginations that fit reality so that tourists can be satisfied and feel at home.
When I arrived at the hospital early the next morning, Luo Hao and Chen Yong talked about the copy of Weihushan.
Chen Yong was particularly interested and contacted Jiang Wenming immediately.
This copy is not practical to count on how much money the place pays. If they were asked to do it, it would be very likely to end up being unfinished.
After today's surgery, Luo Hao began to think about the money issue.
Suddenly, Luo Hao remembered Yang Jinghe and said that he had a hotel in Xue Township, and said that he had time to go to see the snow and soak in hot springs together.
If it is a private project, it will definitely be possible, but I don’t know what will happen after the change of leadership.
In addition, there are poor mountains and bad waters, and countless troubled people, I really don’t know what it can be like in a month.
Despite thinking so, Luo Hao still called Boss Lou.
"Hello, Boss Lou." Luo Hao said with a smile.
"Here, your senior brother is going to cheat people." Chen Yong poked Zhuang Yan and glanced at Luo Hao and said.
"How is it possible? My senior brother can't cheat people. That's called win-win cooperation!" Zhuang Yan must have sat on Luo Hao's side, and she would object to whatever Chen Yong said.
"Professor Luo, long time no see you. I'm still going to find you in the next few days."
"Oh?"
"Why do so many scientists want to come to our country this year? To be honest, when you asked me to dig out experts from the Massachusetts Institute, I just thought I wanted to spend money and kept spending money. But the facts seemed different from what I imagined?" Boss Lou asked.
"Oh, there is another breakthrough on that side?" Luo Hao asked.
"Well, I used to think I had to spend some money, but now it seems that I just need to bring them here. Many people don't care much about how much money they are. They are asking for a place to conduct scientific experiments safely."
"In recent years, about 20,000 scientific researchers have come to China every year. If you don't talk about this, you can just do it. Are you in the provincial capital?"
"Fly back in the evening." Boss Lou didn't ask anything and set the time directly.
It seems that no matter what, it is not as good as Luo Hao's call.
"Okay, then let's meet and chat."
The two made an appointment, and Feng Zixuan called Luo Hao.
After hanging up Boss Lou's phone call, Luo Hao answered Feng Zixuan's phone call.
"Little Luo, emergency department!" Feng Zixuan said directly, either without hesitation.
"Okay!"
Luo Hao strode out of the office, and Zhuang Yan followed Luo Hao like a little follower.
"Have you finished writing the medical record? Have the patient read it? Are there enough paper cranes folded?"
"Senior Brother, are you me reflecting on me three times a day?" Zhuang Yan asked with her high ponytail swaying.
"I like emergency services so much? Do you want to go for a rotation for a while?" Luo Hao's tail sounded up.
"My dad won't let him go." Zhuang Yan said directly.
"..." Luo Hao was silent.
I forgot that there was a big boss behind Zhuang Yan.
"Senior Brother~~~" Zhuang Yan's voice unknowingly clamped up, and I don't know if it was intentional.
"Go and take a look. I guess it's a difficult rescue, otherwise Director Feng wouldn't call me."
As he said that, Luo Hao thought of the patient who was poisoned by paraquat.
Watching the fun comes at a price. Zhuang Yan still likes watching the fun, which means that she did not leave a psychological shadow on her when she rescued the paraquat poisoned patient.
I quickly walked to the emergency department. The corridor of the emergency department was filled with the smell of disinfectant, sweat, and vomit, and the air became irritable.
Luo Hao knew that he could not work in the emergency room and died young.
Soon Feng Zixuan also rushed over.
"Director Feng, what patient?" Luo Hao asked.
"Don't mention it. A friend of mine, who runs an archery hall, has a crossbow. When the guest went to play, he loaded the crossbow privately, and then..."
"Have you cumed?"
"He cumed himself in the opposite direction."
"Fuck!" Luo Hao was surprised.
Since the end of the last century, let alone guns, even lethal items such as bows and crossbows have been confiscated. Luo Hao has never seen any related patients.
Just like in 912, people were organized to go to Eagle to learn how to treat gunshot wounds every year, and a lot of clinical content requires a lot of experience.
And Luo Hao is missing this part.
"Where did you cum?" Luo Hao asked.
"Chest, penetrating injury, why haven't Director Xu come yet?" Feng Zixuan looked to the end of the corridor.
The alarm sound of 120 ambulances hoarsely came from outside the door.
Director Xu also trotted over.
When Luo Hao saw Feng Zixuan go to explain to Director Xu, he walked into the fire escape with his mobile phone.
"Hello, Director Gu." Luo Hao said respectfully.
"Little snail, what's wrong?"
"There is a patient who has a crossbow arrow pierced through the chest. Do you have any suggestions?"
"No, normal treatment." Director Gu said easily.
"???"
"I really don't have it, just treat it according to ordinary penetration injuries. Have you ever seen a patient with steel bar piercing at the car accident?"
"So there is really not." Luo Hao thought about it, and it seemed that this was the case.
"It's pretty good if you don't ejaculate the heart. I've met a patient with a heart penetration injury. He was already exhausted when he came."
"What's next?" Luo Hao chatted with Director Gu, while pricking up his ears to listen to the sound of flat cars outside.
There has been no sound of flat carts, and Luo Hao is not in a hurry.
"Open your chest in the emergency room, stuff your fingers in, block the bleeding, and then push it to the operating room."
Director Gu said it simply, but Luo Hao knew that the technical level of cardiothoracic surgery on the other side of the phone was at least among the top three levels in the country.
The real rescue process cannot be explained clearly in a few words.
The sound of the 120 ambulance has disappeared for 10 seconds, but there is still no sound of the flat car.
Luo Hao was surprised, Zhuang Yan pulled Luo Hao's white suit sleeve, "Senior Brother!"
"Huh? What's wrong?" Luo Hao was also very surprised and looked out.
A man walked in slowly with the help of a doctor, and a crossbow arrow was on his body. If I didn't know, I thought he had an arrow on his arm.
This is OK? !
Luo Hao never thought that the patient could come in.
This is too resistant to making.
"How did you come in!" Feng Zixuan asked in a low voice.
"The crossbow arrow pierces the penetration and you can't sit in a wheelchair. If you have a flat car, you have to find a seat. The patient said he can leave..." The 120 emergency doctor reported.
All he said was the truth, and Feng Zixuan knew that it was indeed the case.
Looking closely, a 30cm crossbow arrow is at the end of the chest, and a crossbow arrow is penetrated from behind.
There was no blood on the arrow, it was clean and filled with murderous aura.
It took a long time since I saw such a life-threatening thing, Feng Zixuan thought to himself.
The patient was not very brave to change his position and moved slowly to the rescue room step by step.
"There are people on the road to 120, and the driver stepped on the brakes. Fortunately, it was not a sudden brake, but it almost knocked down the arrow." The 120 emergency doctor complained.
The picture didn't feel too strong, and Luo Hao followed him into the rescue room.
The nurse has started to keep needles, cut off the patient's clothes, and carefully connect the ECG monitoring.
The patient's face was not pale, but a somewhat painful expression.
Director Xu held the stethoscope and auscultated 8 positions before and afterwards, then put down the stethoscope.
"How is it, Director Xu."
"Director Feng, I guess he injured a relatively large artery. The blood filled the lungs at the moment of the breakage. There was no pneumothorax, but it was all real."
Luo Hao probably understood what Director Xu said, and he also listened to it while the nurse was installing ECG monitoring.
It's exactly the same as Director Xu's description.
The vital signs shown on the electrocardiogram monitoring are intact, there is no hemorrhagic shock, etc., and even the blood oxygen saturation is maintained at around 92%.
If the crossbow hadn't been in the chest, the patient would have been like a sick person.
"Go to the operating room." Director Xu waved his hand sadly and asked his doctor to send the patient to the operating room.
They found a flat car, let the patient sit on it, and slowly pushed the person to the elevator.
"What should I do if I have anesthesia?" Feng Zixuan asked.
"Yes, what I'm worried about is anesthesia." Director Xu sighed, "This kind of trauma is usually very simple, unlike a car accident. People are hit in a mess and broken, and there are problems everywhere. If a sharp weapon is injured, it is still easy to deal with."
"But the problem is that the patient can't lie down. If I have surgery and open my chest, I'm really afraid that a person will disappear directly if he changes his position."
"I had an operation. The patient had a huge tumor in the mediastinum and could not lie flat, so he was in a sitting position."
"Ah?!" Director Xu was stunned.
Why does Professor Luo have to have higher surgery level than himself?
"Boss Zhou asked me to go to the 912 stage."
"It's the surgery you asked me for leave some time ago?" Feng Zixuan frowned.
"Yes. The patient sat in the whole time, and Chen Yong carried the patient on his back until the operation was over."
“…”
“…”
The feeling of the picture suddenly increased. Can I still perform surgery like this? Feng Zixuan was stunned by it. Although I know it is possible, I still score. If someone does 912, they may not be able to do it.
"Professor Luo, since you have done it, let's go together." Director Xu did not invite him, but just turned the blame.
Luo Hao didn't care. Director Feng Zixuan and Feng called him here. It just so happened that he had relevant experience, so he just went there by himself, it didn't matter.
He called Liu Yiyi and said that Luo Hao must have used his own medical team to undergo surgery.
We also advised to disinfect related equipment, otherwise if we find something needed but don’t have it during the operation, it will take a lot of time.
Change your clothes and enter the operating room corridor.
There were 7 or 8 strong young men above 1.8 meters tall standing in the corridor against the wall.
"Huh? Is this?"
"Didn't the intern say that he has to be memorized? I asked the Academic Affairs Office to choose a strong enough student in the basketball team and football team to help me." Director Xu said.
That's fine, at least Chen Yong doesn't need it.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
This kind of dirty work has no technical content, so it is better not to use it.
"Professor Luo." When Lao Liu saw Luo Hao coming in, he still greeted him in his busy schedule.
"Are you sure about anesthesia?"
"Yes, I saw it last time. The patient in 912 is complicated. This is a simple trauma and it is not difficult." Liu Yiyi gave a definite answer.
There are no patients' families, they are all their own family members, and it doesn't matter if they can't do it yourself, Liu Yiyi knows it.
Luo Hao saw a big-skinned boy holding the patient's shoulder with both hands, and his face turned into pig liver color.
This posture was awkward enough, Luo Hao thought to himself.
"Teacher, I...I..." The male classmate felt that his hands had begun to tremble. He was afraid of delaying the problem, but he felt embarrassed and said tremblingly.
"Substitution, if you can't stand it, don't hold on, delay the operation." Liu Yiyi said simply.
Luo Hao smiled and went to brush his hands with Director Xu.
It seems that Chen Yong spent a lot of physical expenses from head to tail last time.
He doesn't look strong, but probably if it is digital, his physical strength should be not low.
Otherwise, we can't sing and sing every night, without affecting other things.
"Professor Luo, what was the case with the patient last time?" Director Xu was gossiping while brushing his hands.
Luo Hao briefly said it, Director Xu was stunned when he heard it.
The tumor grew in a short period of time. If the patient had been hospitalized in the First Hospital of the Medical University, he would definitely not have accepted it. It would be better to ask the patient's family to go back to prepare for his funeral.
But if they dare to accept 912, they can still do it.
The gap between technical levels is almost indescribable.
but!
Director Xu realized something again - Boss Zhou in 912 specially called Luo Hao back for surgery.
Luo Xiao can do it.
"Professor Luo, the operation is difficult," Director Xu sighed.
"It's not difficult if the patient can lie down. But if the patient can't lie down, the operation is more consuming."
Waist-burning?
Director Xu thought for a long time and felt it was a bit exaggerated.
At most, the position of the surgery is uncomfortable and the waist is not enough.
But 20 minutes later, Director Xu had a deep understanding of what "slack" is.
Use an orthopedic chainsaw to cut off the crossbow that penetrates the front and back bit by bit, and be careful throughout the process, for fear that the crossbow arrow would tremble, which would cause irreparable serious consequences in the patient's chest cavity.
Fortunately, the patient's vital signs have been stable.
The surgery was indeed a bit awkward and the posture was quite uncomfortable.
And over time, that uncomfortable feeling rose exponentially.
Because the crossbow arrow was not completely removed, the patient still maintained a sitting position.
In just 20 minutes, Director Xu's waist was already unconscious and broke at any time and anywhere, but it was so numb that he felt that his feet had lost consciousness.
"Director Xu, why don't you change someone?" Luo Hao was still undergoing the operation in an orderly manner.
"Okay, then who can help me."
Director Xu turned around and habitually raised his hands to his chest to avoid contaminating the sterile area.
But as soon as he turned around, he staggered.
A big horse hangs directly into the doctor's arms behind him.
Fortunately, I developed a good habit for many years of surgery. My bloody hands did not wave everywhere, but lay down straight like a wooden stake.
"Director!"
"Director!"
The doctors behind him were frightened, and a Director Xu had a heart attack.
Luo Hao thought to himself when he saw this scene, he seemed to be a little worse than Director Gu's health.
However, it makes sense that although Director Gu has more surgery than Director Xu, he has high talent and is so quick that he actually spends less time on the operating table than Director Xu.
In addition, after 912 became the director, there were not many opportunities for Gu Huaiming to have surgery. He just had three or four surgeries a week to maintain his feel.
So his physical condition is much better than Director Xu.
Director Xu's body has long been strong and he has been tortured by countless surgeries.
"It's okay, your feet are numb." Director Xu explained, "This surgery is really a slack. Who of you can do it? Help Professor Luo."
Someone brushes his hands and wears clothes on the stage.
Luo Hao slowly performed the operation, not in a hurry.
Cut the crossbow arrow bit by bit, stop the bleeding, and remove it.
After another 20 minutes, after changing the assistant, the patient was finally able to lie flat.
"Professor Luo, your body is not a blowjob." A professor led the group sighed.
He held his waist and twisted his hips gently, not daring to move too much.
"It's okay, after all, how young are you."
“…”
The professor led the group was confused.
On the operating table, it is generally said that I am just a few years older than you, and I have seen and performed more surgeries.
When did it become an advantage when it was a young age?
Not seventy-eighty.
But he thought about it and sighed.
Not to mention myself and Director Xu, there were 5 interns in their 20s. The angle they held the patient was strange and their posture was even more uncomfortable.
Professor Luo was the only one in the audience, and he was alone in a hard bridge and a hard horse, and was silently starting from now.
Director Xu sat on the ground against the wall, beside him was Feng Zixuan.
He didn't even dare to sit on a stool. If it weren't for the operating room or Director Feng's personal visit, Director Xu would have wanted to lie down.
"Director Xu, can you do this old waist? Go and take a photo of the magnetic field later to see if there is any bulge." Feng Zixuan quipped.
"Oh." Director Xu sighed, "I don't need to use MMA, I know. I have to lie down seriously for two days this time, otherwise I will not be able to recover. And I have to ask Lao Qin, a Chinese medicine department, to come and give me acupuncture."
Feng Zixuan thought for a while, "Is the effect of acupuncture to treat interdiscs good?"
"It's okay. Every time I get sick, I ask him to give me two injections, and it will be cured in a few days."
"Disc surgery is already mature, don't you want to do it?"
"How dare you? Sometimes it will be uncomfortable if the surgery takes a long time, but as long as the surgery is not long, it will be fine. Director Feng, why don't you transfer Xiao Luo to our subject? He comes, and I will step down from the second line the next day, and the office will be given to Xiao Luo.
I mean, no joke. ”
"Hahaha, stop dreaming." Feng Zixuan knew that Director Xu was joking.
Although Director Xu is honest and kind, he has been climbing in this position for a lifetime and has been exhausted and he has been sitting on it so easily. How can he give it to others so easily?
Even his son would hesitate, let alone Luo Hao, an outsider.
"It's not certain how many years Xiao Luo can work in our hospital. Besides, it's not rare for Xiao Luo to be a director of cardiothoracic surgery."
"..." Director Xu knew that Feng Zixuan was telling the truth.
"I'll call you Lao Qin, and I'll make you acupuncture here once. Let's talk about it when I go back. This is also considered an industrial injury, but don't ask me for work injury subsidy." Feng Zixuan picked up his cell phone and called Director Qin of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
More than ten minutes later, Director Qin walked in with a needle box.
"Senior brother, are you here?!" Director Qin did not look at Director Xu after entering the door, nor did he even say hello to Feng Zixuan, but walked directly behind Luo Hao.
"???"
"???"
Everyone has a question mark.
"Director Qin, don't be so polite."
"If it weren't for you, I would call you Master." Seeing that Luo Hao had no reaction, Director Qin climbed up directly along the pole.
"!!!"
"!!!"
"How are you thinking about the surgery?" Luo Hao asked.
"I have figured out the principle. If you take me to make two units when you have time, I can do it."
"What surgery?" Feng Zixuan was stunned and asked.
"Director Feng is a surgery to remove the dysfunction of the golden needle, acupuncture to treat cataracts."
Golden needle dysfunction technique?
"The teacher had an eye before his death. The Chinese medicine doctor's golden needle dysfunction technique was used. Unfortunately, the teacher was old at that time and did not do the other eye until his death."
"!!!"
The golden needle dysfunction technique sounds like pseudoscience.
But Luo Hao swears to mention the teacher, and Feng Zixuan is shocked.
"Director Qin, please give Director Xu a few injections. The patient's sitting posture just now was uncomfortable in the surgical posture, and it seemed that there was something wrong with the lumbar disc."
"Okay, senior brother, you have surgery, leave that side to me. Make sure to go on two injections and let Old Xu jump up." Director Qin said happily.
"You!"
"What do I do? Leave it down. Who can I lay a list for Director Qin." Director Qin commanded.
Feng Zixuan looked at Director Qin with a smile.
Director Qin is willing to think about the method of acupuncture treatment of rhinitis a few years ago. He had to take two injections when he caught someone, and he didn't even let him go to him to break his cervical spine.
At that time, Feng Zixuan thought Director Qin would use acupuncture to treat cervical spondylosis, but he didn't expect that this guy would use himself as an NPC to accumulate experience value.
While tying, I asked if there was any numbness of electric shock.
But with such a strong sense, Director Qin mastered the methods and methods of acupuncture for treating rhinitis in half a year. Now countless bigwigs in the province and the city are looking for him to get an injection.
And now, is it possible that Director Qin has begun to study acupuncture for lumbar discs?
(This chapter ends)