White armor

Chapter 372: Transferred for no reason?
Meng Liangren's voice was so loud that Zhuang Yan was startled.

Feng Zixuan frowned slightly. Meng Liangren was an old attending physician, and he knew nothing!

This patient had been seen by all the experts in the hospital, and Professor Xiao Luo was the last one to see. In addition to Professor Xiao Luo, so many experts had seen this patient, but they didn't have an answer. How could he, an old attending physician who was diverted from the patient, figure it out?
It’s floating, it’s really floating.

"Professor Luo, I understand." Meng Liangren was excited, but then fell silent.

"What do you know?"

"I...may have been mistaken. Sorry." Meng Liangren showed an apologetic expression on his square face.

The expression is artificial and slightly exaggerated.

Luo Hao smiled slightly and did not expose Meng Liangren's thoughts.

This question was given to Zhuang Yan. Suddenly, Lao Meng had an idea and figured out the problem. His behavior was a bit excessive, but he immediately realized it and denied it without hesitation.

"Professor Luo, Director Feng, please wait a moment. Xiaozhuang and I will study this and we should be able to come to a conclusion soon."

Luo Hao nodded, winked at Feng Zixuan, and the two of them walked away and returned to the office.

"What's so mysterious?" Feng Zixuan asked curiously.

"The patient has rhinitis. Now we generally use budesonide spray, which is quite effective. But Director Feng, you are an old clinician. Do you still remember what was used for rhinitis in the last century?"

Last century!
Feng Zixuan was stunned for a moment.

Not to mention Luo Hao, even he had no impression at all.

That was such a distant era, from the time of reform and opening up to before China joined the WTO... A heavy sense of historical vicissitudes lingered in Feng Zixuan's heart.

Now those born after 00 have graduated from graduate school and come to work in clinical practice. Zhuang Yan's single ponytail sways in front of Feng Zixuan's eyes.

"No." Feng Zixuan shook his head. "Xiao Luo, do you have any impression?"

"I don't have access to it, but my family's Union Hospital has relevant medical records in its medical records database."

I am!

Feng Zixuan was once again accurately hit by the Union Medical College Medical Records Database, and was completely stunned.

"In the earliest days of rhinitis, Vaseline was used to relieve the symptoms."

“? !!!!!!!” Countless punctuation marks popped up above Feng Zixuan’s head.

Vaseline!
This thing is very rare in clinical practice.

Vaseline was once used in all aspects. Even in popular science books decades ago, newlyweds were told to use Vaseline.

But now, how many years has it been since we heard of Vaseline?
"The main components of Vaseline are a variety of long-chain alkanes, which are also a type of fatty acid. Because the patient has rhinitis, he applies it to the back of the nose before going to bed every day.

Some of the vaseline in the nasal cavity will flow into the lungs. The amount is not large, but it is present. Over time, a large amount of vaseline will accumulate in the lungs, resulting in lipoid pneumonia. "

"For treatment, discontinue the vaseline and start treatment with clarithromycin combined with ertapenem, which should be effective within a week."

"In fact, it is easy to solve the problem once the cause is found, but it is indeed very rare to see Vaseline in clinical practice, which is quite regrettable. We haven't even seen the cause, so it is difficult to find the real root cause of the disease."

"Oh? Xiao Luo, are there any relevant medical records in your Union Hospital's medical record database?" Feng Zixuan asked curiously.

"Yousha, you know it, right?" Luo Hao asked.

Feng Zixuan nodded. More than a decade ago, oil gauze was often used in clinical practice. The so-called oil gauze is gauze soaked in grease, and the grease is usually vaseline.

Wound infection and gauze filling are the most recent operations performed.

"There was a patient with facial burns who was given oil gauze, and later developed lipoid pneumonia. Because the source was clear, symptomatic treatment was given at the time. But the oil gauze had to be used, so we later thought of other ways."

Feng Zixuan didn't ask what other methods there were. He was just curious about how Ronaldinho had memorized the century-old medical records in the Peking Union Medical College Hospital's medical records library.

And he not only memorized it, but also could do it effortlessly.

There are many medical students who can memorize textbooks, but only a handful of them can use them fluently.

Huh~~ Feng Zixuan let out a long sigh.

Ronaldinho is really awesome.

An old patient suspected that he had lung cancer. The First Hospital of Medical University had two consultations but failed to reach a definite diagnosis. Luo Hao knew the problem at a glance.

No wonder Luo Hao always talks about my Union Medical College Hospital, they really have the ability, Feng Zixuan felt emotional.

Just as I was thinking about it, Zhuang Yan ran in excitedly, holding a very "classical" iron box in her hand.

"Brother, the patient has rhinitis. No other medicine works. Only applying Vaseline will make him feel better! It's the Vaseline that's to blame!!"

Feng Zixuan raised his eyebrows. He never expected that the old attending physician Meng Liangren could actually come up with the correct answer.

Luo Hao looked at Zhuang Yan with a smile, "Not bad."

"That's what Old Meng said!" Zhuang Yan immediately explained the truth.

"No, Xiaozhuang thought of it himself." Meng Liangren said stutteringly.

"I passed the test." Luo Hao didn't care who it was because of and gave a positive answer. "Xiao Zhuang, you haven't even seen Vaseline. This question is testing whether other colleagues in the medical team will help you if you really have something to do."

Luo Hao glanced at Meng Liangren, then at Zhuang Yan, and said with a smile, "Perfect!"

"???"

"???"

"Director Feng, just do as I said just now. Stop using the Vaseline and give the appropriate symptomatic treatment. You will be well soon."

"Yeah." Feng Zixuan was glad that he was "nosy" and pulled Luo Hao over.

Not only can Luo Hao give a definite diagnosis and discover the cause of the disease, but even the senior attending physician who was transferred from Luo Hao can do it.

What the hell!

It seems that if I have any difficult and complicated diseases in the future, I will have to ask Xiao Luo to take a look.

Director Shen used to be the last gatekeeper of the First Hospital of Medical University. Now it is time for him to retire and hand over the task of guarding the gate to his junior uncle Luo Hao.

"Ding dong~"

A ding-dong sound suddenly rang in Luo Hao's ears.

Without system tasks, Luo Hao noticed that the data on the panel had changed - the luck value of blessing +5 became +8.

Luo Hao almost forgot that the old immortal had promised to pray for him.

3 more points of luck! What a pleasant surprise.

……

……

"Brother Yong~~~"

"You can call me Doctor Chen, or Doctor Chen, but don't call me Brother Yong." Chen Yong said to the nurse seriously, "You know what kind of temper Old Liu has. It's very difficult for me to do this."

"What else can you do to me? I didn't expect you, Brother Yong, to be such a henpecked person."

"I'm not He Qiang, how can I have such a strong aura? Let me tell you, when I was in Qingcheng Mountain, I didn't even dare to offend a cat." Chen Yong didn't care at all. Any provocation was useless to him.

"What?"

"There is a cat that will go to the main hall and... complain if it doesn't get its way." Chen Yong thought of the big orange cat. "Don't think it complains casually. Our cushions all have their own meanings. The big orange cat sits in the center palace, with its feet on the Xun position, in the standard sitting position of blowing the wind beside the ear."

"Huh? There is such a thing? Brother Yong, please elaborate on it."

"Call Doctor Chen and I'll tell you." Chen Yong looked at the young nurse with a smile and insisted.

This guy is the kind of person who won't admit his mistakes once he puts on pants. No one expected that he would be tamed by Lao Liu so quickly.

"Doctor Chen, this is too much."

"No way." Chen Yong moved his fingers, and a playing card appeared in his hand. Then he turned his wrist, and the playing card turned into a rose.

"ah!"

The little nurse's eyes were almost filled with tears as she looked at the rose with watery eyes.

It turns out that Brother Yong is playing the game of first suppressing and then praising, damn ghost~~~
"Here, this is for you." Chen Yong handed over the rose.

The young nurse shyly reached out to take it.

But just when the rose was about to fall into her hand, Chen Yong turned his wrist again and stuffed an unopened syringe into the young nurse's hand.

"Do the acupuncture properly. I think Luo Hao can do flying needles, but you can't. It would be embarrassing if you tell others about it."

"Why are you throwing needles? This isn't a martial arts drama. I hate it~~~"

"Speaking of that big orange..."

Chen Yong couldn't stand the emphasis after the hate, so he immediately changed the subject and started talking about the big orange dog on Mount Qingcheng.

In fact, Chen Yong did not lie. Caishen Mountain is part of Qingcheng Mountain. He said that he was in Qingcheng, but his description was not detailed, so it was not a lie.

The cell phone rang, Chen Yong took a look and answered the call.

"Master, you can actually make phone calls."

"You weren't even here when I was using a landline. What happened to that bastard named Luo Hao?!"

"What's wrong, Master?" Chen Yong glanced at the young nurse, stood up and walked out.

"I want to repay his favor and pray for him. I wanted to stop at the right time, but I didn't expect that bastard to be weird!"

"Weird, what's weird?!" Chen Yong had already walked to the fire escape.

"Tell me about him. I can't predict him."

Chen Yong immediately looked back and saw that the nurse was not following him, so he told her about the severe blow he had suffered while fortune-telling.

"eccentric."

"Master, are you hurt?"

"Injured? You must be kidding. But I've exhausted too much energy this time. I have to go to Meishan to eat sweet potato noodles for a few days to replenish my energy."

Chen Yong chatted with his master for a few more words and then hung up the phone.

Luo Hao is really getting stronger and stronger, and even his master has problems praying for him.

But I am still the one with sharp eyes, Chen Yong thought proudly.

I joined the medical team in Donglian City, and if the family property is divided in the future, I will have half of it!
Chen Yong whistled as he left the fire escape and saw Chen Jiao in a hospital gown.

"Have you finished the examination?"

"Well, I'm done, Teacher Chen." Chen Jiao said politely.

She is about 1.82 or 1.83 meters tall, and seems to have grown taller during the time she was in the hospital. Chen Yong looked Chen Jiao straight in the eye.

This time with the master blessing him, Luo Hao's luck will definitely be good, and maybe Chen Jiao's luck will also improve. Chen Yong and Chen Jiao chatted for a few words and then parted at the door of the doctor's office.

When he returned to the office, the young nurse had already gone to work. Chen Yong sat down, turned on the imaging system and found Chen Jiao's films.

After a few seconds, the smile on Chen Yong's face disappeared.

He picked up the phone seriously and called Luo Hao, "Luo Hao, come back."

"What's wrong? By the way, is there any news from your master in the God of Wealth Temple?" Chen Yong frowned. How did Luo Hao know? Weird.

This is even more bizarre than the fact that the master had wasted a lot of energy praying for Luo Hao.

"Yes, my master just called and scolded you. Now he's probably going down the mountain to eat sweet potato noodles." Chen Yong replied calmly.

"Why eat potato flour instead of something better?"

"All the money was spent on replenishing positions!" Chen Yong was a little anxious. "Let's talk about serious matters. Come back quickly. There's something wrong with Chen Jiao's film."

"Huh?!" Luo Hao was stunned. Something is wrong?

Didn't he just add the luck value? It was Chen Yong's master, the old immortal in the back mountain of the God of Wealth Temple, who prayed for him.

I also have the systematic [Protection] skill, so it should be getting better and better. Why did something happen to Chen Jiao?
"Come back quickly, I can't understand the video, it looks like there's something wrong."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be right there." Luo Hao hung up the phone and strode back to the department.

He didn't even wait for the elevator, he just ran all the way up the dozen floors.

Meng Liangren couldn't keep up with Luo Hao's pace at all and was exhausted.

Back in Corey, Luo Hao had a serious expression, completely different from his usual self.

"Here it is, look what it is here?" Chen Yong asked, pointing to the enhanced CT image of the upper abdomen.

"!!!"

Luo Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the image carefully.

Chen Yong stood up and gave his seat to Luo Hao, but Luo Hao did not sit down. Instead, he hunched over and stared at the computer screen motionlessly, like a statue.

"What's wrong with Professor Luo?" asked the resident manager.

Chen Yong shook his head.

"Brother Yong...Doctor Chen, would you like some milk tea? We want to order some." Another young nurse came in and asked.

"No." Chen Yong stared at Luo Hao, but habitually started chatting, "Did your dad go to India? Has he come back?"

"Oh, don't mention it. I heard you say how terrible India is before. I went home and told my dad about it, and he scolded me. He really sounds like my dad!"

"I saved money for half a year and booked an eight-day, nine-night tour to India for my dad. After I came back, I heard from my mom that my dad didn't believe in superstition, so he used the hot water at the airport to make tea when he got off the plane in New Delhi, and ended up pooping on the bus."

"The old man has no shame at all. Not only did he get his pants dirty, he also made the bus dirty... Alas."

"You call yourself a little cotton-padded jacket? How can you be so disappointing? I don't think it's because you are a dad, but because your little cotton-padded jacket is leaking." Chen Yong stared at Luo Hao, and what he said seemed to have nothing to do with what he was thinking.

Chatting with girls is Chen Yong's instinct.

"What's the point of leaking? He insists on saying that India is good. Isn't he just bullying me because I've never been there? Let him go this time. He'll behave himself when he comes back."

"and after?"

"No matter what medicine I take, it doesn't work. I squat on the toilet every day and I'm dehydrated. There's no toilet paper in Indian bathrooms. There's a water pipe. They say you use the pipe to poop after you're done."

"After all, my mother found out that she couldn't get on the plane. She went to the hospital once, and before she even got an IV, she was shocked. They always say that there are many bad hospitals in China, but after going to India, they learned a lot."

"How did you come back?" Chen Yong asked casually.

"Of course I didn't let anyone know. I brought montmorillonite powder, Imodium, and compound phenethylpiperidin for my dad. My mom was determined and used several drugs together, doubling the dosage. Only with this, he was able to come back."

Chen Yong stared at Luo Hao intently, seemingly not caring what the young nurse said.

As for whether the dosage exceeded the standard or whether the body could bear it, Chen Yong didn't care.

His attention was on the video footage and Luo Hao.

There is a phantom at the pancreatic head in the image, which is not very clear. At least with Chen Yong's level, he cannot distinguish whether it is a residual image or tumor metastasis.

Once the pancreas metastasizes, it means that Chen Jiao’s life may officially enter the countdown stage.

Looking at Luo Hao's posture and expression, Chen Yong knew it must be a transfer.

Why did it transfer for no reason?
Although Chen Jiao was in the late stage of cancer and had bone metastasis when I took over, she is now getting better.

Chen Yong frowned and pondered.

It took a full half hour before Luo Hao straightened up.

"I'm going to the CT room to do a 3D reconstruction. You guys keep busy."

After speaking, Luo Hao strode away.

"Brother Yong, what's going on?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"There seems to be metastasis to the head of Chen Jiao's pancreas." Chen Yong said as he calculated with his right hand.

Finally, it turned into a sigh and Chen Yong fell silent.

“……”Zhuang Yan was silent.

"Work, work." Meng Liangren turned off the imaging system and sat down calmly.

"Old Meng..." Zhuang Yan was a little sad.

"As a doctor, you can't put yourself in the situation." Meng Liangren began to preach seriously, sounding very fatherly, but Zhuang Yan did not refuse to listen to her grandfather's nagging like she did at home. Instead, she nodded seriously.

Chen Yong sighed. He was a little surprised. His master had clearly prayed for Luo Hao and had spent a lot of energy on it.

In Chen Yong's opinion, Luo Hao's luck would be particularly good in at least the next six months, and even there would be one spot left for Qing Qian, and in the end no one would choose Luo Hao. Such impossible things might happen.

But the reality is that the patient that Luo Hao cared about the most suddenly worsened when his condition seemed to be improving.

Although every patient is the same in the eyes of the doctor, Chen Jiao is Luo Hao's student after all, and they have a close connection.

Chen Yong also sensed something was wrong with Luo Hao's expression and actions.

Chen Yong picked up the phone and began to ask his master why this happened.

"Xiao Zhuang, you write this medical record, I will find fault with you." Meng Liangren assigned a task to Zhuang Yan.

"Okay." Although Zhuang Yan was a little depressed, it did not affect her work.

"Old Meng, this position has been transferred. What should we do?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Meng Liangren shook his head, he didn't know.

"Brother Yong?"

"It's impossible to do internal radiotherapy. Luo Hao seemed to have said recently that he wanted to introduce AI algorithms to perform calculations before the operation to achieve the best results of internal radiotherapy." Chen Yong's tone was a little depressed, but it did not affect his hand speed at all.

"Brother Yong, you've watched too many science fiction movies. AI won't enter clinical practice so soon." Zhuang Yan laughed at Chen Yong and felt a little better.

No wonder so many people on the Internet are willing to argue. This is happening within the medical team. If they really have no other options, they can go online and argue with others, find someone to scold, improve their mood, and stop wasting time.

As for what excuses they find, it doesn’t matter. When they see a Land Rover, they say it’s made in India, it smells like feces, and they don’t even know if anyone has passed through its exhaust pipe.

And so on.

"Don't be ridiculous. AI is already usable. It's just that your minds are rigid that no one dares to figure it out."

"Why?" Zhuang Yan was dissatisfied and started to argue.

Chen Yong thought of using AI to calculate the living wood pattern of lightning-struck wood.

In the past, this kind of living lightning wood needed to be struck by lightning countless times, and finally the lucky trees became living lightning wood.

Therefore, the output is extremely small, and the little bit that exists has become the sect's heirloom.

Even the peach wood sword that Lao Bai carried before was like a treasure, but what about now? When Lao Bai comes back in a few days, he will have tons of lightning wood for him to use.

But this kind of thing cannot be told. Chen Yong thought about it and remembered a joke on the Internet.

"You know, wild boar. It used to be a national third-level protected animal."

"I know. My father has an old patient whose home is in the mountainous area, in Hulin. Every year before the Chinese New Year, he would take the green train to visit my father." Zhuang Yan said.

"Huh? Did your father perform surgery on him back then?"

"Yes, the patient had no money, and he was bent over with a high fever and ready to die. I didn't know what the disease was, and I didn't ask, but it was probably cholecystitis, appendicitis or something. My father kept him and performed the operation."

"I also contacted the anesthesiology department, saying that I am a five-guarantee household in the village and asked them to help save some money."

"After the operation, I used gentamicin, which was a nebulizer solution prepared by the department. The whole process cost less than 1,000 yuan. The patient still didn't have any, so my father took a part of it and asked other people to collect some more to pay the patient's hospitalization fee."

"It is said that someone like Dean Zhuang is not qualified to be the dean."

"Ha!" Zhuang Yan expressed her anger at Chen Yong's words.

"Kill people and set fires, and you'll get a golden belt; repair bridges and roads, and no remains will be left." Chen Yong raised his eyebrows.

"No way, my dad is a good guy!" Zhuang Yan waved her little fists, looking fierce. "The patient sends wild boar meat to my family every year. It's not delicious, but it seems like there are wild boars everywhere in his area, trampling crops and hurting people. So they just beat them and no one cares. I've never even heard of a third-level protected animal."

"The Forestry and Grassland Bureau solicited opinions in 21 years, and it was not until 23 years that it was removed from the list of protected animals. Wild boars are so damn fertile. If giant pandas had half the reproductive capacity of wild boars, they wouldn't be on the verge of extinction."

Chen Yong complained and then returned to the topic.

"We thought of countless ways to deal with it. Every year, thousands of hunting dogs died. But wild boars are really thick-skinned and tough. There was nothing we could do."

"The local government even started to subsidize the purchase of wild boar meat at 10 yuan per kilogram."

"Is it that serious?" Zhuang Yan wondered.

"When the floods occurred, wild boars ran all over the streets of Nanjing and swam in the Yangtze River."

"!!!"

"We can't just kill everything we see, like in ancient times, and wipe out all the animals in the mountains. If we do that, not to mention wild boars, even the rats will be gone by more than half."

"Yes, wild boars have thick skin and flesh, strong attack power, and super breeding ability. What should we do?" Meng Liangren suddenly asked.

"Aegis, you know it."

"Yes, everyone knows the famous Aegis. It seems that we sold two sets to Benzi a few years ago, each set for US$10 billion." Meng Liangren said.

"Yes, that's the damn thing!"

"Bloody stuff?"

"Later, the Aegis was used to kill the wild boar. By the way, the fishing gadget that Luo Hao bought for Boss Chai has a radar, and its core is actually the same as that of the Aegis."

"!!!"

"!!!"

"Brother Yong, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it anymore and said in a low voice.

She also noticed that Chen Yong was in a bad mood, so she wanted to change the subject and chat with him.

They all say that you can't bring yourself into it.

It is said that doctors cannot be too empathetic.

But that's easy to say.

Just now, my senior brother bent over to watch a film, staring at it for half an hour. He didn't look as carefree as before.

Zhuang Yan understands it all.

(End of this chapter)