White armor

Chapter 394: That feeling of winning is real
"Haha, okay, I'll take care of it." Feng Zixuan responded with a smile.

"Director Feng, thank you for your hard work." Luo Hao sighed.

Face scanning is still necessary, and Luo Hao has never been afraid of face scanning or calling for help. But this time, the patient's family refused rescue and treatment, which was very difficult.

Legally speaking, the patient's family has absolute initiative, but the complaint about the hospital's inaction has not happened yet, so it cannot be brought up for the time being.

Any clinical doctor would have a headache if they encountered such a thing.

Any decent medical staff member would want to cut the clinical doctor into pieces upon hearing about such a thing.

But Director Feng agreed without any hesitation.

Luo Hao sighed, he really owed this favor to someone so much.

Standing up, patting his butt, Luo Hao walked back to the doctor's office.

It doesn't matter if you owe someone a favor. Luo Hao is also clear about this. You have to be clear about which is more important, favor or life.

"The old British system is based on hundreds of years of plundering the world. Before leaving Hong Kong, they plundered tens of trillions of dollars through financial means." Chen Yong said generously, "If you have the ability to go out and rob, but you are afraid of death, you want this and that, there are not so many good things."

"Brother Yong, you are wrong!" Zhuang Yan was like a chick that had just awakened, swinging her high ponytail and arguing with Chen Yong.

Meng Liangren was writing the medical records honestly, as if he was deaf.

"What are you talking about?" Luo Hao sat down, snapped his fingers, and started playing Erhei.

"Xiao Zhuang still has the mentality of a young person. He thinks that doctors should take care of everything." Chen Yong shrugged.

"In the hospital, why not treat a patient who can be cured?"

"There's no point in saying all this, just take it slow. Don't argue, it gives me a headache." Luo Hao consoled.

"Brother, I'm telling the truth, he's only 15 years old! I just used your work number to look at the medical records."

"Oh, it's because he wasn't born in a good family." Luo Hao was also a little helpless. "There are many similar cases. Some families don't lack money at all. For example, after a newborn baby died, they took him to the hospital to extort money."

"Some of these extortionists are even medical staff. They know the ins and outs of this. If they are not careful during outpatient and emergency treatment, it can be a big deal."

Chen Yong raised his head and glanced at Luo Hao, who had already inadvertently changed the subject.

Silly girl Zhuang Yan couldn't hear anything at all. Her thoughts had been led astray, far away from the truth.

"Talking about curing illnesses and saving lives, talking about dedication, that's all lies and brainwashing." Luo Hao said, "Didn't your father tell you that?"

"How could that be! I know how to recite the Hippocratic Oath!"

"Oh, speaking of this, there was a case a few years ago. Fu Rui, do you want to play?" Luo Hao asked.

“I know, but I don’t play.”

"The webmaster of a Freesetu website named Dragoneer died of pneumonia."

"I remember now. It was said that he was 'scammed' and died in the end." Zhuang Yan remembered what Luo Hao said.

At that time, Dragoneer's death caused an uproar in the ACG world, especially in the ACG circles in Europe and the United States.

"It's not like he was defrauded. Dragoneer has a small fortune, but he can't get sick." Luo Hao smiled and started gossiping. "Before he got pneumonia, he went to the hospital to see a dentist. He didn't understand anything. When the bills came, they were $12000 each time and $7000 each time. He can't pay it back. He really can't."

"So Dragoneer summed up his experience and thought that going to the hospital was a waste of money and he didn't see a doctor at all."

"Luo Hao, you can only compare with the bad, but not with the good." Chen Yong curled his lips.

"This world is just a makeshift team. For a large team, 10% of the people are enough to do serious work, and the rest are redundant." Luo Hao laughed, "Let's talk about Dragoneer first. In fact, Dragoneer doesn't know how to treat a disease."

"How do I see a doctor?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"When I was at the International Department of Concord, there was a guy who made an appointment for a dental check-up, just like Dragoneer. After the check-up, I chatted with him for a while, and he said it was too expensive to see a dentist in the United States. With the 144-hour visa exemption, he flew directly over to see a dentist and enjoy the best medical treatment in the country."

"Including the round-trip airfare and the cost of treatment at the Concord International Department, it only cost about 1/3 of the treatment in the United States. Moreover, there was no need to wait in a long queue. I took painkillers on the plane, and before the effect of the medicine wore off, I was sitting on the bed at the Concord International Department to prepare for treatment.

In the United States, you can get it this fast or even faster, but you have to pay extra.”

"!!!"

"Damn it, why should domestic medical resources be opened to the outside world?" Chen Yong said angrily.

"I'm just saying this. It would be better if Dragoneer came to the International Department of Union Medical College directly when he had dental treatment, so he wouldn't have to bear such a large bill. When he had pneumonia, he could have come to China, or even found a private hospital in Mexico and directly received antibiotics, so he wouldn't have died."

"It is said that Dragoneer had a fever of nearly 40 degrees Celsius and died in bed."

"Well, this world is just a makeshift team."

"I remember going to the hospital for pneumonia." Chen Yong frowned, trying to recall.

"I went there later and was seen by a nurse named Agea Temesgen who had prescribing authority. After taking a look, she said there was something growing in his lungs and he had pneumonia, so she sent him home. It cost him $5100."

"I don't understand how their medical insurance reimburses, but I think it's quite exaggerated. After half a month of appointments, I finally got an appointment with the doctor. Dragoneer was very happy and said he didn't have to die."

“I also sent a few tweets to celebrate.”

"The doctor still had no treatment recommendations after the visit, and it cost more than $25000. Later, Dragoneer was unable to apply for medical assistance because his condition was too serious, so his medical card was closed."

"I don't really understand what the White Card is, but I think it's exaggerated. But that's the United States, the United States!"

"Luo Hao, could you please stop comparing yourself to others?" Chen Yong muttered in a low voice.

"I'm not comparing bad things to bad ones. What I mean is that society is complicated, and people's hearts are even more complicated. Who knows what will happen." Luo Hao was also somewhat helpless. "So, relax and work hard to solve it."

"What if it can't be solved?"

"That's just his bad luck, there's nothing we can do about it."

"!!!"

"What I said is true……"

As Luo Hao was speaking, a figure appeared at the door.

"Director Feng, so fast!" Luo Hao was surprised.

"I don't rest on weekends. I'm running medical records and taking a quick look at the important ones to see if there are any problems. Xiao Luo, are you talking about a 15-year-old boy in the ICU?"

Luo Hao was surprised.

Feng Zixuan is very meticulous and even works overtime on weekends.

It is indeed rare to achieve his level of work. My uncle can't do it, and even Director Ye of Union Medical College can't do it.

"Director Feng, did you find anything?"

"It's just like what you thought. Don't try to get me to tell you something." Feng Zixuan said with a smile, "Why? Professor Xiao Luo, do you know this patient?"

"I can't say I know him, mainly because he's from Qianhe County."

Luo Hao began to tell Feng Zixuan in detail the stories between him and the Donglian City Mine Manager and Wen Youren.

The more Zhuang Yan listened, the angrier she became. She turned around and left the office angrily.

Meng Liangren followed him out on tiptoe.

"Xiao Zhuang, what's wrong with you?" Meng Liangren saw Zhuang Yan leaning against the window looking out, so he walked over and asked.

“I feel a little empty inside.”

"Oh, you're a hipster, right?" Meng Liangren showed a kind smile on his upright face. "Let me tell you something. You may not want to hear some of it, but it's the truth. At least, it's what I think is the truth."

"You say, Lao Meng."

"Professor Luo has always stressed that the family of the patient asked to give up and stressed the legality. This is inevitable. Otherwise, let me say something unpleasant. Once the patient dies, the family of the patient will directly sue the National Health Commission, and you will not be able to explain it."

"Director Shen said it can be cured!" Zhuang Yan emphasized.

Forever young and full of passion, Meng Liangren looked at Zhuang Yan's clear eyes, feeling a little dazed, as if almost ten years had passed since he was this age.

"Who dares to say that it can be cured 100%? Professor Luo also saw the patient first, and then came back to try to make indirect suggestions before getting started." Meng Liangren shook his head and continued to persuade Zhuang Yan.

"But Senior Brother..."

"You have to give them a reason, and personal vendetta is the best reason. If you don't have a convincing reason for something like this that goes against the law, who would help you? It seems wrong, but personal vendettas are different. If you catch someone who once reported you by real name and trample on him to death, everyone will think it is reasonable."

“……”Zhuang Yan was stunned.

"The patient's family members don't want treatment anymore, and you, a stranger and not even the attending physician, want to treat the patient? Xiaozhuang, think about it carefully, has your teacher ever done such a thing?"

Meng Liangren asked with a serious expression.

Zhuang Yan thought about it, shook her head, and swung her high ponytail.

"Do we really need to find an excuse? Isn't curing illnesses and saving lives the best excuse?"

"It should be. I think Professor Luo is even ready to call the police. Of course, this is the worst option. As for the rest, we need to start with the social relationships of the patient's family."

Zhuang Yan had a strange expression.

"You feel greasy."

"It's not greasy, it just feels uncomfortable." Zhuang Yan thought for a long time and found an acceptable word.

"But there is no better way." Meng Liangren said with a smile, "You haven't seen how powerful the old branch secretary was. Of course, Qianhe County is not a township, so it may be more troublesome."

"Is it troublesome?"

"Well, I've heard of that place before. During the epidemic, there were always infected patients there. Do you know why?"

"why?"

"The Russians used drones to smuggle all kinds of goods. Later, the province was so angry that it sent armed police to guard the border. The more remote the place, the more different the rules are from here, and it is more difficult to deal with."

"!!!" Zhuang Yan was stunned, carefully thinking about the relationship between what Meng Liangren said and what was happening right now.

"I don't know the specific situation, and it's too far away. It's not like the provincial capital, which is big but you can always find the problem."

“……”Zhuang Yan was silent. She thought for a long time and turned her head to look at Meng Liangren.

"Meng, am I too student-like?"

"There are always right and wrong things, and you are right." Meng Liangren smiled, "But society has its own laws. Professor Luo said that we are doctors and can only be doctors."

"Gah!"

"I even suspect that Professor Luo is going to let Director Wen from Qianhe County take the blame."

"!!!"

"But it shouldn't be that serious. This is the worst guess. A family that throws their own child into the fire pit shouldn't be so brave. It's okay, just watch quietly. This is all part of clinical experience."

"Oh." Seeing that Zhuang Yan was still a little unconvinced, Meng Liangren said softly, "If we encounter similar things in clinical practice, we must not get carried away. Maybe it will only happen once, and there will never be a next time."

"Ah."

Although Zhuang Yan didn't understand, she still nodded, her ponytail fluttering.

The world is so complicated, much more complicated than what is written in books. Waiting for your child to die of illness and then suing the hospital for money is something that patients' families won't read about in books, let alone similar content to teach you how to do.

Zhuang Yan had only heard a few scraps about this kind of thing, and that happened many years ago.

"Let's go back." Meng Liangren raised his hand and finally placed it on the right side of his body. If Luo Hao was not there, Erhei should be there.

Coming towards them, Luo Hao and Feng Zixuan came out talking and laughing.

"Xiao Luo, this time I will really treat you as the secretary of my medical department."

"Of course, you need to issue a document first, and we can go through the formalities. Let's do it yesterday."

"Yes, in fact, I often wonder what you did every day when you were the director of the Donglian City Mine General Administration. Whatever you did, it was a waste of your talent."

"No, it's just some clinical work, all trivial matters."

"Xiao Zhuang!" Meng Liangren lowered his voice.

"what?"

Zhuang Yan observed the expressions and followed Meng Liangren. The two of them fell far behind Luo Hao and Feng Zixuan.

"A lot of the time I check medical records, and then I deal with medical insurance. Medical insurance is really a headache." Luo Hao said with a smile, "It's much better now, except that the catheters purchased through centralized procurement are not easy to use. There is nothing else."

"Xiao Luo, what are you going to do?" Feng Zixuan was very curious.

"I don't know. This kind of thing needs to be dealt with on a case-by-case basis. Director Feng, I may be taking on graduate students next year. I've only told you. Please keep it a secret for me."

Zhuang Yan was startled.

"That's great! I'm so proud to be your Xiao Luo's graduate student." Feng Zixuan smiled.

"No, they are just like working like a cow or a horse. Look at Lao Meng."

As he spoke, Luo Hao turned around, glanced at Meng Liangren, and then turned his head away.

"Mr. Meng spends more than ten hours in the department every day to ensure that nothing goes wrong in the clinic."

"If you feed them well, they will all cry out. Give me 3 or 5 a month, and I will work hard for you when I am young." Feng Zixuan replied with a smile.

"3 or 5 yuan is not a lot of money now. It's nothing compared to when you were young. It's just enough to have enough food and clothing."

The two chatted and laughed as they got into the elevator.

Luo Hao pressed the switch and said, "If you want to watch the fun, hurry up."

"Senior Brother, where are you going?" Zhuang Yan felt a little embarrassed after coming up and asked carefully.

"Go to the ICU and explain it to the medical department and the patient's family. In the past, when there weren't so many surveillance cameras, we would need cameras for major incidents like this. Director Feng, does our hospital still have any?"

"It has been scrapped long ago. We had a camera at that time, but it was only used a few times a year." Feng Zixuan recalled those years with a sigh.

Time flies, and the hospital's equipment has been upgraded.

"Director Feng, please confirm the equipment. It needs to have audio."

"Of course there is. I just took a look before I came here. It's very useful." Feng Zixuan said, "Originally, I wanted to ask about the situation and let Director Tang handle it. But Xiao Luo, if you want to get started, then give it a try."

Feng Zixuan hesitated for a moment, but still laughed, "Don't worry, we have the powerful Medical Affairs Department of the First Hospital of the Medical University to protect you. It doesn't matter if you didn't say it clearly."

Luo Hao smiled gratefully.

"Ding dong~"

The elevator door opened, Luo Hao made a gesture of invitation, and Feng Zixuan didn't hesitate and got off the elevator directly.

Go to the ICU to see the patient first.

The 15-year-old patient's face was red with fever, but his lips were pale. There were signs of peeling on his fingertips, toes, palms and soles, which were standard signs of infectious toxic shock.

Seeing that Feng Zixuan came to see the patient in person and the ICU doctor came to report the medical history, Feng Zixuan did not stop them and focused all his attention on Luo Hao.

After seeing the patient, Luo Hao straightened his white clothes.

Feng Zixuan squinted his eyes when he saw the flash of light.

After Luo Hao tidied his clothes, he seemed to be glowing, and his whole body was bathed in a milky white light.

It gave Feng Zixuan the illusion that he was sure to win.

Feng Zixuan felt strange. As an old hand who had been suppressed by society for countless years, he should not have this feeling like a child who had just entered society.

But after a closer look, Feng Zixuan was sure that Luo Hao was indeed emitting a feeling of "sure win".

"Family members of Gao Lei." Luo Hao strode out with great bearing. Compared with the warm and friendly Luo Hao in the Interventional Department, he seemed like a different person.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say it's incurable? Why are you still making so much trouble, crying every now and then?" A middle-aged man looked at Luo Hao with a frown.

"I'm sorry, I'm from the Medical Affairs Office of the First Hospital of Medical University. Because the patient's condition is rather special, the clinician cannot make a decision and the hospital needs to discharge him. This is the last time, I promise."

Luo Hao is very kind and his smile is as warm as a spring breeze.

It's a pity that Chen Yong was not there. If he were there, he would definitely know that Luo Hao was harboring some evil intentions, and the fifty-meter-long sword was already flashing with a cold light.

The patient's family was infected by Luo Hao's friendliness and became a little less hostile.

"We need someone who can make the decision at home, including but not limited to the patient's biological parents and guardians..."

"His father died, and his mother remarried and brought the child with her. I'm his stepfather, so I can sign. Where's the signature form? Give it to me and I'll sign it, and stop nagging."

uh~
It turns out there is such a relationship!
No wonder.

"Where is his mother?" Luo Hao invited the man into the communication room of the ICU, and asked kindly after he sat down.

"She's outside. Can't I just sign it? Why do I need to ask her to come in?"

"It's better for everyone to come. Otherwise, after the child leaves, what if someone didn't hear us and didn't know about it, and asks us for help?"

The man curled his lips with disdain.

He thought about it.

"Please find it. I'm just trying to communicate that the hospital has already explained all the interests to the patient's family."

“It’s just irresponsible.”

"No, you can't say that." Luo Hao smiled, "If the family agrees, we can take responsibility and apply for poverty subsidies from the hospital to reduce hospitalization fees and cure the child."

"Although it's not 100 percent possible, there is still a 95 percent chance."

After hearing what Luo Hao said, the man's face immediately turned gloomy.

He glared at Luo Hao fiercely, but he couldn't hate him at all. After hesitating for a few seconds, the man stood up, snorted, and turned to leave.

"Hey there! The doctor wants to see you and talk to you about the troubles you've caused. What the hell, you've caused so much trouble at such a young age. I don't know how much more trouble you'll cause when you grow up."

Soon, a woman followed in.

Luo Hao took a look and found that the woman was calmer than the man. Her face looked a little haggard, but she did not look sad, just numb.

"You are the child's mother, right?"

"Yes, just say whatever you want to say." The woman said coldly.

"It's like this, the patient Gao Lei..."

Luo Hao began to briefly describe his condition.

A minute later, "Our hospital has fully communicated with the patient's family, that is, the two of you. The patient's family asked to give up treatment due to family and financial reasons, and they will be responsible for all consequences."

"That's all the content on the signature sheet. Please approve it."

"Where is the signature form?!" the woman asked coldly.

"Here." Luo Hao sighed and placed three copies of the signature form on the table. "Please take a closer look. Oh, and I also need your ID cards."

"Trouble, why is your First Hospital of Medical University so annoying? I wouldn't have come here if I had known." The woman complained and began to read the signature form word by word.

"There's nothing we can do. It's mainly because the situation is rather special. I've also learned about the family's situation, and due to financial reasons, there's nothing anyone can do. Alas~~" Luo Hao sighed deeply.

Feng Zixuan squinted at Luo Hao.

Is this the end?
It can’t be that simple.

Why does Xiao Luo look like a young clerk who has just come to the clinic and only knows how to follow the rules?
It turned out that Xiao Luo was just hanging around in the medical department of Donglian Mine, writing papers every day.

Thinking of this, Feng Zixuan smiled.

Things shouldn't be that simple. Feng Zixuan was very curious about what Luo Hao was up to.

"Here is the pen, and here is the ink pad, in triplicate. Sign here, and put your fingerprint on it after signing your name."

"This is a wet wipe. Just wipe it clean after you've pressed your fingerprints."

Luo Hao’s “service” is very thoughtful.

Although the patient's family was very impatient, they had to accept it reluctantly because they didn't want to hit someone who smiled at them.

Pick up the pen and prepare to sign.

"In fact, the child's illness is not too serious. It may be considered serious in Qianhe County, but in our First Hospital of Medical University, it can only be said to be relatively serious. We are very confident that we can save the child."

"You two, why don't you consider this? If our family is really short of money, we can apply for a medical expense reduction."

Luo Hao's face was full of sincerity, as if he was making a last-ditch attempt to save the situation.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I've been raising someone else's son for so many years, and he's grown up to be an ungrateful kid."

"Hurry up, Director Wen from our support said that the bigger the hospital, the more trouble they are afraid of. Signature forms are useless. If someone dies before surgery, the hospital will still be responsible."

"When that bastard dies, I'll ask your medical school to pay a huge sum of money!"

The man said viciously.

Brush brush brush~~~
The sound of signing echoed coldly in the communication room.

The shouting sounded like an echo in a valley, and Feng Zixuan's face changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)