White armor

Chapter 217 The sky has cleared up and the rain has stopped, and he feels like he can do it again

"What is the attitude of the doctors in the first hospital of your medical university? Are they treating illnesses and saving lives?"

The patient who was lying on the bed dying the day before yesterday was pointing arrogantly at the staff of the medical office and cursing.

coming!

coming! !
coming! ! !

Feng Zixuan didn't find it troublesome, on the contrary, he was a little excited.

Luo Hao's trouble

Finally~
Finally~~
Finally~~
The fuck is coming! ! !
If he complained about another doctor, Feng Zixuan wouldn't even take a serious look at it. He had disputes handled by his own staff, and doctors with high emotional intelligence and various backgrounds were responsible for mediating the disputes.

This is a sharp blade made by Feng Zixuan himself.

But when it comes to Luo Hao's dispute, Feng Zixuan's fifty-meter sword is already thirsty.

Oh? !

This matter will happen sooner or later today, but Feng Zixuan is not sure whether his prediction is correct, because many common sense cannot be applied to Luo Hao.

Feng Zixuan's blood pressure did not rise, but he was extremely pleased, with a happy smile on his face.

When he was in Bangalore, India, Luo Hao organized a patrol team. The leader's dog was so fierce that he was scared when he saw it.

But before he could say anything, Feng Zixuan had already opened the fingerprint lock and entered the office.

The entrance to the Yamen of the First Hospital of the Medical University is high. This is word of mouth among the people in the provincial capital. Why is their director's attitude so good today?
The patient is confused.

The patient was a little confused, everything was going nowhere, and things went so smoothly that even he couldn't believe it.

But everything went so smoothly, as smoothly as a dream.

If it were any other doctor, I'm afraid it would have been nothing to do with him.

"I know, you said it." Feng Zixuan said gently while busy, "Complain to Professor Luo, I know. I'm thirsty after talking too much, don't worry, drink some tea to moisten your throat first. All the clinical doctors are busy, Sometimes I can’t take care of them, don’t worry, as long as they say something wrong, I will definitely bring them over and give them a lecture!”

Although the patient does not understand tea, he can still clearly distinguish the rough quality from bad.

A bag of Longjing soaked in a disposable paper cup was delivered to the patient.

The water has started to bubble.

"Come, come into my office and chat slowly." Feng Zixuan was ready to "help" Luo Hao solve his trouble.

Could there be a conspiracy?

So it was normal for Luo Hao to say a few words to him, just in his imagination.

There is no one who often walks by the river and never gets his shoes wet.

Is this a provocation? Or are you deliberately degrading yourself?
The patient is confused.

Hearing that the other party was the director, the patient perked up and said, "I'm complaining about that doctor named Luo Hao! The doctor treats illnesses and saves people, but he's so good that he actually cursed me while rescuing him!"

"Don't worry, have a sip of tea and tell me what happened to Dr. Luo." Feng Zixuan sat down with a smile, looked at the patient, and asked with a warm face.

But Luo Hao won't.

"Hululu~~~"

If nothing happens, do you use the medical office as a decoration? Feng Zixuan finally caught a once-in-a-century opportunity to show his face.

The expression on the person who claims to be the Director of the Medical Department doesn't look like it, but how could he talk like that?

Originally, he wanted to cause trouble and was prepared for a protracted war.

"Chu Feng, the patient complained about..."

There is also an ocelot.

Feng Zixuan didn't rush to ask what happened, but started to boil water.

Finally, someone complained to Luo Hao!
Luo Hao gave Feng Zixuan an unreal feeling, as if he didn't exist in the real world.

"I took hyaluronic acid, but he cursed me and said that there would be side effects in a year at most, and I could no longer use it." The patient said bitterly.

"Go and do your work." Feng Zixuan said to the junior clerk, "I will handle this matter."

A few minutes later.

"I'll handle it." Feng Zixuan repeated, then looked back at the patient who was still wearing a hospital gown, "I am the director of the medical department, which doctor are you complaining about?"

When I see the patient cursing, everything is normal.

"What kind of tea should I drink? I don't have the Mingqian Longjing here. I usually drink high breakers." Feng Zixuan asked with a smile and a gentle face, "Is Dahongpao's high breakers or last year's Longjing high breakers?"

Ronaldinho seems to have a good temper, but Feng Zixuan actually knows full well that Luo Hao dares to do anything.

It's not high-quality, at least judging from the aroma, Longjing's grade is not low.

"I'm here to complain!"

Is this something a doctor can do?
The key is that both cats and dogs are obedient, and the rapists are frightened early on.

Feng Zixuan's eyes lit up.

The patient was stunned for a moment, and his attitude seemed a little better.

Feng Zixuan knew exactly how much oil and vinegar was added to such a sentence.

However, Feng Zixuan is happy that the more unreasonable the patients are, the better, so that it can better reflect the shrewdness and competence of the medical office.

Fortunately, I have responded to Luo Hao's words - with the support of the strong medical department of the First Hospital of our medical university, our front-line clinical work only treats patients and saves lives.

"It really shouldn't be said like that."

"Really!" The patient expressed satisfaction with Feng Zixuan's good attitude. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Look, how successful the operation was!"

As he spoke, he found the photo.

Feng Zixuan was also curious.

During the rescue the day before yesterday, I heard that the patient made Professor Wang of the Department of Circulation Medicine so angry that he cried. Almost all the doctors and nurses who participated in the rescue, both men and women, were harassed by him.

Occasionally, patients would complain about doctor harassment, and Feng Zixuan knew very well that some people were just not human beings.

It's not enough to take good care of the doctor. You have to care about the patient and the patient's family.

Some time ago, the director of the Breast Surgery Department was complained about that he had to take a look at the attendant who came with the patient after seeing him.

What nonsense is this!
Not only doctors, there are more cases of patients harassing medical staff, mainly harassing young nurses.

There are really not many people who harass doctors.

This is great, not only the doctor is being harassed, but he, the medical director, is also being harassed by male patients.

Feng Zixuan looked carefully, and at one glance, Feng Zixuan's pupils were scattered and his light reflex disappeared.

"This is pre-operative, just regular size."

"This is after surgery. Look how awesome I am! My hairy girl is making me scream!"

"I think he's just jealous!"

The patient showed off to Feng Zixuan proudly.

Feng Zixuan sighed in his heart while looking at the photo.

No wonder Ronaldinho wanted to criticize him. This kind of person is someone who needs to be dealt with. You have a fucking pulmonary embolism. Do you know that you will die if you are too late?
If Ronaldinho hadn't been there, or if Ronaldinho hadn't had a good relationship with him, he would have summoned him to the scene with just a phone call. If it had been someone else, as long as any link was slightly slower, the patient who was jumping around in front of him and wanted to complain to Luo Hao would have been lying in bed by now. In the funeral home.

Let alone a normal treatment session, it is normal for the signature of the patient's family to take half an hour.

Sometimes Feng Zixuan really feels that he is not worthy of being a clinician.

The patient was still talking, but the topic had changed from complaining about Luo Hao to showing off the magnificence, magnificence, and ease of use of hyaluronic acid injections.

What he said became more and more unpleasant, and he always used that hairy girl as an example.

Feng Zixuan even felt that if he entered the patient's words word for word, it would be read as a pornographic article.

However, Feng Zixuan was very good at calming down. He kept listening to the patient's "confusing" with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm on your side!" Feng Zixuan comforted the patient while he was panting and drinking tea. "The treatment is for pulmonary embolism. It has nothing to do with your plastic surgery in a private hospital."

"What the hell are you talking about! Is that plastic surgery? You are the only one who wants plastic surgery, and your whole family needs plastic surgery!!" The patient became furious when he heard the word plastic surgery.

Gan!
Feng Zixuan was stunned for a moment when he was scolded, and then he became angry and evil.

It was originally a sentence that asked patients to stand on the same front, and it was also a sentence that the Dispute Office of the Medical Office often said when handling disputes. Why did it make this person angry!

Fault!

A gloomy smile appeared on Feng Zixuan's face, and then the sun shone brightly, and he kept apologizing.

The patient did not know what this meant and continued to curse.

After another half hour, the patient was tired of scolding, and then Shi Shiran left the medical office.

After sending the patient away, Feng Zixuan came to the door of the dispute office with a calm expression.

"Xiao Tang, come here."

After saying that, Feng Zixuan returned to his office, sat on his chair and squinted at Director Tang of the Dispute Office.

"Director Feng, the patient is from an import and export trading company opened in the provincial capital last year..."

Director Tang had long known that the patient came to complain about Professor Luo, and he also heard the patient cursing in Feng Zixuan's office. He knew his boss's temper and had been prepared early in the morning.

This method is generally used to resolve disputes involving human life.

Take it out at this time and give it a try.

"Well, I'll make a call later." Feng Zixuan said calmly.

"Director Feng, the company seems to be a leather goods company."

"know."

Feng Zixuan thought for a while and called people from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and Taxation Bureau in the district where the company was located.

After laying the groundwork, Feng Zixuan made the call.

"Hello, I am……"

Before Feng Zixuan could speak, angry curses came from not far away from the phone.

"I'm going to fucking watch the excitement, what did you say? Keep it safe! Keep your paralysis safe!"

"???" Feng Zixuan was startled.

"With such a big missile coming directly towards me, is this how you ensure safety? With a bang, I thought I was going to see Marx!"

"???" Feng Zixuan was stunned for a moment.

What's happening here?
A series of Russian words came from the other end of the phone, as if someone was constantly explaining something.

"Xiao Zhang, put up the order and buy parts from Huaqiangbei to build 3 drones. I don't fucking believe it!"

"..."

Feng Zixuan was completely speechless.

Ever since the crackdown on gangs and evil started in China and gradually expanded, how many years have we not heard such murderous words? !
What the man said was definitely a bluff, and murderous intent was already pouring out from the other side of the phone.

"No, 1! Hurry up and bring them here! Aren't they the French Foreign Legion? I'll blow them up."

"Okay, okay, brother, don't worry, you must say this." After the person holding the phone finished speaking, he said angrily, "Who are you? You made a fraudulent call to my mobile phone? Are you looking for death?"

"Sorry to bother you." Feng Zixuan said in a calm tone, "You are Manager Chu of Qiubei Trading Import and Export Company. I am Feng Zixuan, director of the Medical Department of the First Hospital of Medical University."

After a brief self-introduction, Feng Zixuan continued while the other party was still hanging up the phone, "One of your employees rescued the patient in the First Hospital of our Medical University the day before yesterday. The patient did not understand the work of the medical staff and complained to me. I will contact For industrial and commercial..."

Feng Zixuan was sweating while talking, and in a rare moment, he started to feel guilty.

Look at people, they are talking about missiles, they are talking about 1 drones, they are talking about the French Foreign Legion.

Take a look at yourself…

Tsk tsk.

"You asked me to fuck your mother in the first hospital of the medical university!" The person opposite ignored Feng Zixuan's mention of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and other institutions and just started to complain.

Feng Zixuan's hands were a little cold, and this time he actually kicked the iron plate.

"Wait a minute." Another voice appeared.

"Boss, it's a little matter, home side..."

"First Hospital of Medical University, ask what's going on."

"What's going on? Please put it simply. I'm busy here."

The attitude on the other side instantly changed for the better, and Feng Zixuan was caught off guard.

"Mr. Ma Zhuang was treated in our hospital due to an emergency. Professor Luo performed an operation and brought him back from the brink of death. But today, Mr. Ma Zhuang is coming to file a complaint against Professor Luo."

"Professor Luo? Which Professor Luo, Luo Hao?" the voice who had just ordered 10,000 drones asked in shock.

"Yes."

Feng Zixuan responded with sweat on his forehead.

How come Luo Hao even knows this kind of person? And there seemed to be something wrong with the other party's voice.

"Bang~~~"

The sound of fisting to flesh came from the mobile phone.

"Big brother!"

"Who the hell are you looking for! What kind of son of a bitch is Ma Zhuang!"

"Brother, he is a distant relative from my hometown. I will tell him to go back to his hometown right now."

"Director Feng, hello." A gentle voice came from the phone.

A change of face.

One second it was windy and rainy, and the next second it was sunny and windy.

Even Feng Zixuan, who was used to social upheavals, couldn't accept it for a while.

After all, in the past, Feng Zixuan had only seen some bluffing gangsters, but he had never seen a pure black person on the other side of the phone.

"I am, I am, you are?"

"I'm a coal digger, just call me Lao Lou." Boss Lou said with a smile, "Dr. Luo and I are old acquaintances. Don't worry, that bitch doesn't know what's good and what's good. I'll handle it."

"..."

"How is Doctor Luo doing lately? I've been busy with the Kuznetsk coal mine during this period. I'm out of the country, and I haven't had a meal with Doctor Luo."

"..."

Feng Zixuan was speechless.

Does Luo Hao know such a big coal boss?
Moreover, the other party seemed to be full of fear of Luo Hao, which was beyond words.

"Director Feng, is Dr. Luo... Dr. Luo... Dr. Luo not angry about this?" Boss Lou asked in a low voice.

I am!

You can survive a fucking missile and go to the Kuznetsk coal mine to dig coal, why do you care if Luo Hao is angry or not?
Feng Zixuan cursed in his heart, but said gently, "Ronald doesn't know yet. I'm keeping the matter under control at the medical office. I don't want to discuss it with your company to see how to solve it."

"That's good, that's good. I'll let him apologize right now. What the hell, Dr. Luo treats him, and he complains to Dr. Luo later. Look at who you're looking for!"

"Bang~~~"

Another muffled sound came.

Feng Zixuan’s spirit has drifted to the Kuznetsk coal mine in Siberia.

In recent years, many people have gone there to open up wasteland, but a world-famous large coalfield like the Kuznetsk Coal Mine is not something that most people can go to, even if it is Siberia.

"Director Feng, thank you for helping to suppress the matter. When I return to China, I will treat you to dinner, and you will definitely appreciate it."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"This is your phone number. I'll write it down and dial it for you later. It's my private number. Let's keep in touch." Boss Lou said politely.

Feng Zixuan fell into confusion and couldn't extricate himself.

……

"Are you fucking seeking death?" Boss Lou hung up the phone and slapped the middle-aged man in front of him with his calloused hand.

"Big brother..."

"Brother, you don't know how our project came about! People from Libao gave it to you! Otherwise, you thought you could get part of the mining rights of the Kuznetsk coal mine by buying an apartment building in Shanghai. ?”

"On the day of the meal, do you know who showed up? Gu Huaiming, Director Gu from 912! He is like a brother to Libao's big boss. The project is given to everyone, why should it be given to me? It's not Boss Gu. Said something nice!”

The middle-aged man in front of Boss Lou was sweating profusely.

If you say the relationship here is complex, it is extremely complicated; but if you say it is simple, it is extremely simple.

Boss Lou was very calm. His anger seemed to have gone away for a moment. He sat down and lit a cigar.

After a full 3 minutes, Boss Lou picked up the phone.

……

……

Luo Hao just arrived at the ward.

Today, Chen Jiao is undergoing surgery. Luo Hao went to bed very early last night to recharge his batteries and feel full of energy.

To be honest, Chen Jiao's condition is not optimistic.

But Luo Hao must go all out for this matter, for no other reason than for Chen Jiao to line up to collect blood and test blood type on the day he wanted blood.

Luo Hao didn't bother to think about other lofty principles. Love and justice, beginning and end are the principles of Luo Hao's life.

Even if many people think he is stupid.

Arriving at the hospital, Luo Hao changed his clothes and chatted with Chen Jiao for a few words before waiting for the handover.

He stood beside the babbling banners and sketches, leaving the C position to Director Shen Zizai.

Shift handover, ward rounds, waiting for surgery.

Chen Jiao was not the first to have the surgery. Because she needed to have a CT scan to implant seeds, the surgery was scheduled for 10 a.m.

Although the DSA machine in the interventional catheterization laboratory can perform CT, the imaging effect is average, and Luo Hao doesn't like it.

"Dr. Luo" The patient with pulmonary embolism appeared at the door of the doctor's office, his mouth curled up to his ears.

"???" Luo Hao looked at the patient with a smile on his face, "If you have anything to do, we can wait until you finish your shift. You have just been transferred from the ICU and need to be observed for 3 days. Don't worry, if there is no problem by the time, you will be discharged! "

"Dr. Luo, you're the only one who's awesome, aren't you?" The patient with pulmonary embolism looked disdainful, "I just went to file a complaint against you, just wait the damn thing."

"Complain? Why are you complaining to me?" Luo Hao frowned slightly.

"You ask me? I'm too lazy to talk to you!" The patient with pulmonary embolism looked disdainful.

Luo Hao thought for a while, and he guessed what the patient's most likely cause was.

The weather cleared up and the rain stopped, and he felt like he was doing well again.

No, even when he suffered from pulmonary embolism, he did not forget to show off his post-operative magnificence to the people around him.

ill.

Luo Hao cursed in his heart.

Luo Hao himself was not a religious person. When he came to the First Hospital of the Medical University and was complained for the first time, Luo Hao was very angry.

Luo Hao also knew the patient's condition. At that time, the patient could be said to have recovered after thrombolysis and the removal of macromolecular polypeptide hyaluronic acid.

Luo Hao thought briefly and clicked on the bad luck charm.

Try it, otherwise you will never know how to use this thing.

In a trance, a black light fell on the head of the patient with pulmonary embolism.

In Luo Hao's view, his whole body was shrouded in black light, and the hall was black and translucent.

"Chen Yong, look at his face." Luo Hao kicked Chen Yong's calf.

"Huh?" Chen Yong was writing a paper when he was kicked by Luo Hao and turned around to look over.

"I'll go, Yintang is so dark and translucent, buddy, you've been having bad luck lately." Chen Yong looked at the patient with pulmonary embolism carefully as if he was seeing a giant panda, "Tsk, tsk, I've seen people with black Yintang, but not I’ve never seen anything so dark. Don’t move, I’ll try to break it for you.”

"What the hell are you talking about!"

The patient with pulmonary embolism had just cursed when his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the call notification and answered the call firmly.

But before he could say anything, the other person yelled at him and cursed him to pieces.

"Luo Hao, his luck is too bad. If not, hurry up and get discharged. I'm worried that he will die in our department." Chen Yong and Luo Hao said.

"Where's Chen Jiao?"

"The girl looks very good. She'll be fine for a short time."

Luo Hao was like a guinea pig watching a test, looking at the patient with pulmonary embolism without blinking.

The effect of the bad luck charm seems to be quite obvious, but I don’t know what it will look like after fusion.

This thing cannot be used casually, Luo Hao even feels that it is useless at all.

The patient in front of me was extremely annoying. Even a hospital with a small social window would not encounter such a strange patient for many years.

As for China, you can't give someone a bad luck charm just because you occupy a seat or have a quarrel.

Those are all contradictions among the people.

Just as Luo Hao was thinking about it, the patient with pulmonary embolism came to Luo Hao with a mobile phone in his hand.

His expression was tangled, as if he had eaten shit.

Luo Hao sat on the chair and looked at him quietly.

The patient with pulmonary embolism looked sad and reluctantly bowed.

"Doctor Luo, I'm sorry for..."

sorry?
Luo Hao's heart moved, and the skill "One Says One" was activated.

"My brother asked me to apologize to you. Just wait and we'll see. If I don't torment you to death, I won't do anything!"

The patient with pulmonary embolism said subconsciously.

"!!!"

The exclamation point almost turned into substance and popped out of the phone.

The patient with pulmonary embolism was also stunned, why did he just say what was in his heart? !
Luo Hao was surprised and sighed.

If a patient with pulmonary embolism is unlucky enough to fall or something like that, Luo Hao thinks it's just average.

But the bad luck charm actually affected him.

[One story] I have only used this skill twice, once against Geng Qiang. I know that when he was in school, he squatted on the curb to watch Brother Chun whistle.

Another time, I asked the patient’s family members if they wanted to take expensive thrombolytic drugs, but the patient might not be able to be saved.

Luo Hao never thought of using it after that.

but!

Just now, I thought that I had become part of the bad luck of patients with pulmonary embolism.

This guy is really unlucky, Luo Hao sighed in his heart.

However, the evil nature of the bad luck charm made Luo Hao also have lingering fears.

It's not fun to get involved in the game.

[People say that a man is a boy until he dies...]

Luo Hao picked up the phone and took a look. It was Boss Lou calling.

(End of this chapter)