White armor

Chapter 406: Did Xiao Luo study for his doctorate in Yakutsk?
After sending the man away, Zhuang Yan asked Luo Hao, "Brother, who is he?"

"I'm from the province, and I'm responsible for receptions in compliance with the regulations." Luo Hao said, "Recently, the policies have changed a lot. The old way won't work. It's easy for people to find fault with us. Even if we just have a normal meal, there could be problems."

"It's better to be careful about this kind of thing. They know clearly what can be done and what cannot be done, and where the current policy pressure is. They will definitely not break the rules."

"!!!"

This is much more professional than what I asked, but after thinking about it, Zhuang Yan felt that it should be the case.

After all, the provincial government is more professional, which is conceivable.

But my senior brother is too stupid. It is obvious that he has devoted all his energy to clinical and scientific research, but he still has the energy to worry about these trivial things.

"Just follow along, there's no rush." ​​Luo Hao didn't scold Zhuang Yan, but said gently, "There will be someone special to help with the academic conference at the end of the year. But learning now is different from before."

"I remember that the societies I was most willing to join in the past were orthopedics and cardiovascular medicine." Zhuang Yan said with a smile.

"Of course, it's the same whether it's the Imperial Capital or the Magic Capital. If Anzhen or Fuwai wants to hold an academic conference, the manufacturers who want to sponsor it have to line up from the landlords in Beiying to Daxing."

"now what?"

"I don't know." Luo Hao spread his hands. "I haven't participated in any organization or society for many years. It is said that now they only have a bottle of water and a box lunch. Some societies don't even provide meals."

Thinking of this, Luo Hao felt a little sad.

If the bosses really arrange the society to be located in the provincial capital at the end of the year, I can't just abandon everything.

But as long as you get involved, you may get into trouble.

It’s okay, the boss will understand and will definitely not cause any trouble for me. Luo Hao finally confirmed this and tried to comfort himself.

"Where's Chen Yong?"

"Doctor Chen said to do handicrafts." Meng Liangren replied.

Luo Hao thought about it, picked up his phone and called Chen Yong.

"What?"

"Busy now."

"where?"

The conversation between Luo Hao and Chen Yong was concise.

Soon Luo Hao put down the phone and walked to the duty room.

In the duty room, Chen Yong was sitting at the table busy with work.

Normally, Chen Yong would set up his notebook to write papers, but this time he was holding carpentry tools and cutting wood.

The lightning-struck wood that was once considered a treasure has now become an ordinary piece of wood and no one cares about it.

precious?

What's so precious about something that can be mass-produced and is not expensive? There are so many solar panels in the wild that are not connected to the Internet, and the electricity is wasted. It's better to make some lightning-struck wood.

In this way, wood struck by lightning can also be considered a form of energy storage.

Luo Hao didn't care about it at all and walked over to take a few looks.

"A drone made of wood?"

"Yeah! I remember that NPU can use brain wave instruments and gloves to control drones. Let's try making drones with lightning-struck wood."

Luo Hao immediately thought of what Chen Yong was going to do.

"You're thinking wrong."

"A summer insect cannot talk about ice." Chen Yong said disdainfully.

"No, there's the University of Technology next door. They can make rockets and missiles. By the way, one of my senior brothers made some contributions to the Tiangong mission."

"???"

"!!!"

Chen Yong was stunned for just a moment, then immediately realized what Luo Hao was talking about.

"Is this new equipment prepared for Lao Bai?" Luo Hao asked.

"Yes! You should have told me earlier. I'll...please help me contact Professor Qi. No, it can't be controlled or something is missing." Chen Yong was already in a state of confusion.

"Missing? What's missing? It doesn't need to be precise at all, as long as it can be mass-produced and fly over, all the swords will return to their roots, and all the demons and monsters will be wiped out."

"!!!"

Chen Yong was immediately excited, and with his left hand he pinched the newly carved drone shell, which was covered with tiny silver snakes.

It’s true that Luo Hao, a layman, has some interesting ideas.

Anyway, lightning-struck wood is worthless now, so just spray it in the face.

……

……

"Van, can we stay here?"

In the cafe, Jason and Fan Dongkai were chatting.

"Yes, I'm in the process of processing it," Fan Dongkai replied, "but you know it's difficult to become a naturalized citizen. We need to make outstanding contributions. Damn, I didn't expect that I would be able to come back one day."

Fan Dongkai and Jason were talking about two different things, but they were already used to this way of chatting, so Jason didn't seem surprised.

It’s just that Jason is now wearing the top of his hospital gown with a coat on the outside, and he hasn’t been discharged from the hospital yet, so he looks a little weird.

"Fan, I have received invitations from several hospitals. But I still want to stay in the First Hospital of Medical University. Watching Luo perform surgery is simply a pleasure."

"I only watched it for a few days, but I felt that my level had improved significantly."

"Sometimes I even suspected that Luo was not telling me the truth, and that he was using lies to cover up his outstanding methods."

Jason's Mandarin was a bit stiff, and Fan Dongkai wanted to communicate with him in English, but was rejected by Jason.

Now that you have come to China, it is inevitable to learn Mandarin well.

"Lies? What lies?"

"That kind of catheter is simply the lowest grade industrial product. I've been thinking these days that maybe Luo thinks his surgical skills are too high and it's hard to improve, so he took the initiative to choose the lowest grade catheter."

"..." Fan Dongkai was speechless.

Jason doesn't understand China at all.

Some things that seem natural in the United States become completely different in China.

The United States is raising the upper limit. As long as you have money, countless high-tech technologies are ready for you.

As far as Fan Dongkai knows, many celebrities have cloned backups, but no one can tell whether this is true or not.

However, judging from the clinical content that Fan Dongkai has been exposed to, it is possible.

The plot of Get Out is unfolding quietly.

Domestically, efforts are being made to raise the lower limit.

Everyone is very clear about the foundation of their country and has a bright future.

"Definitely! I want to stay here. Although the hospital conditions here are average, it's all worth it as long as I can watch Luo perform surgery."

"In fact, I still suggest going to the Imperial City or the Magic City. Whether it is the hospitals of Peking University or Fudan University, they will be very friendly to you. Go to the Magic City, Jason."

"No, I want to stay!" Jason answered firmly.

As he was talking, the phone rang.

"Ren, I'm glad to receive your call!" Jason's tone was a little happy.

"Yes, I am..."

"Jiangbei Province." Fan Dongkai reminded in a low voice.

"The capital of Jiangbei Province! I saw a miraculous interventional surgery. It was magical and indescribable."

"Welcome. How is your research going? I heard you came back to China for a fund?"

"Okay, let's meet and talk."

After hanging up the phone, Jason looked at Fan Dongkai, "It was Ren who called, the guy who was studying neurology. He wanted to release electric current in the blood vessels to stimulate the neurons in the brains of mice. I helped him to implement the idea."

Fan Dongkai smiled, he remembered the young man.

He has a short flat head and looks honest, but he always has a lot of creative ideas in his mind.

Generally, electrical stimulation of brain neurons is performed by acupuncture, but Ren Feimo imagined another situation, where a special catheter is sent into the brain of the mouse, and then electrical stimulation is performed in the blood vessels.

Ren Feimo first looked for Fan Dongkai, but unfortunately, doing so required an extremely high level of technical skills. It was not that Fan Dongkai could not do it, but his success rate was extremely low, which made it very frustrating.

Later, Jason helped Ren Feimo perform electrical stimulation on the brain neurons of about a hundred mice until they made some progress.

That was until Jason came to China, and Ren Feimo wanted to visit him to express his gratitude and play the role of a good host.

"Fan, what fund is he going to get when he comes back?" Jason asked.

"It should be the Young Thousand. This year's Young Thousand has been postponed. The selection should have started when Ren returns."

Jason didn't know what Qing Qian was and wasn't interested in it.

Fan Dongkai tried to persuade him for a long time, but Jason was as stubborn as a rock.

I just passed gas and could only drink some water. Coffee was too much for Jason.

He couldn't eat yet, and Fan Dongkai didn't think he could eat in front of Jason, so in the end he had to send Jason back and buy him two bowls of porridge.

Millet porridge.

Unfortunately, Jason just couldn’t understand why millet porridge is good for the stomach.

……

……

Luo Hao picked up Moritz's team, as well as Bai Dicheng, Boss Lou and others.

The province had its own reception, which was bland, and after the courtesy meal was finished and the project of Gongda was finalized, Boss Lou took Moritz's team to eat real Northeastern specialties.

The latitudes are similar and the food is similar. Except that the Brave World is too bland and contains diuretics, everything else makes Moritz's team feel at home.

Boss Lou found a genuine German craft beer house and prepared sauerkraut stewed with blood sausage, Northeastern braised food, provincial capital commercial committee red sausage and other side dishes.

There is almost no difference from Germany. This time, Moritz's team finally felt like they were back home. If there is a difference, the sauerkraut here is different from the sauerkraut in Germany, and the cooking method is also different, but it is equally delicious.

It's ten thousand times better than the dry bread that the British chew.

Luo Hao only participated in the first half, and the second half had nothing to do with him.

Even though he was able to recruit Moritz's team, Luo Hao didn't want to track the results. He didn't understand what they did and didn't pay attention to it.

Because it was very late, Luo Hao did not go to look for Danizi, but returned to the rental house.

While washing and sleeping, Luo Hao has been thinking about two projects: the clinical application of liquid metal and the treatment of diabetes.

I will apply for the Young Elite Scientists Program and the Yangtze River Scholars Program next year, taking it one step at a time.

Chen Jiao also needs a follow-up examination, and Luo Hao has great confidence in the effectiveness of Chen Jiao's treatment.

But the road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten bite by bite. Luo Hao was not in a hurry.

Regarding Chen Jiao's treatment, Luo Hao knew that it was only a temporary solution and not a cure for the disease.

Unfortunately, domestic biological genetic engineering is still far behind. It would be great if we could recruit some big names in this field.

But Luo Hao knew that it was useless to recruit them, as others were able to take advantage of the epidemic to directly apply RNA vaccines in the second and third phases of trials to clinical practice, which would be impossible in China.

After a deep sleep, Luo Hao was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone early the next morning amid the sound of birds.

It’s Boss Lou calling.

Luo Hao frowned. Why did Boss Lou call him at this time?
Could it be that the people from Moritz's team drank too much last night and are acting crazy?

It shouldn't be possible.

Although he didn't know how powerful Boss Lou was, Luo Hao knew that those who went down to dig coal when they were young were in very good health, and generally speaking, a pound of liquor was not a problem for them.

"Hello, is this Boss Lou?" Luo Hao greeted him gently without showing any grumpy attitude.

“Beep, beep, beep~~~”

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Monitors and ventilators!
Luo Hao woke up instantly.

"Professor Luo, something happened. I'm at the provincial hospital."

"Don't worry, what's wrong?" Luo Hao held the phone between his shoulder and cheek, while hurriedly changing his clothes and asking about the situation.

"I drank with the people from Moritz's team until the early hours of this morning. I sent them back to the hotel and left. Unexpectedly, one of the experts from Moritz's team got drunk. On the way back, he saw a barbecue stall and went down to have another drink."

"!!!"

Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

These are German experts. If they were replaced by Russian experts, there wouldn't necessarily be any trouble.

"But he fell asleep on the way before he reached the barbecue stall. He was sent to the emergency department of the provincial hospital and has now been intubated."

"What? Intubation?!" Luo Hao was surprised.

He had changed his clothes and was putting on his shoes.

"We are organizing a consultation here. They said there is a problem with the electrocardiogram."

"I'll be there soon!"

After Luo Hao hung up the phone, he called Feng Zixuan.

Now is not the time to worry about Feng Zixuan's emotions. Moritz's team was recruited to China, and an expert died on the first day...

Luo Hao cursed in his heart.

What the hell is going on!
Drink, drink, you bunch of drunkards!

Fortunately, the temperature in the provincial capital is not very low now, around zero degrees, so he was discovered in time and avoided frostbite or freezing to death.

As for the abnormal electrocardiogram and consultation, Luo Hao didn't make any guesses. He would just go there and see it with his own eyes.

But Luo Hao was not familiar with the provincial court, so he could only ask Feng Zixuan for help.

This group of experts is very important. Although Luo Hao doesn't care when the results will be released, he can't just rush over and kill one of them.

After contacting Director Feng, Luo Hao drove the Peugeot 307 to the provincial hospital.

Walking into the corridor of the emergency department, Luo Hao kept seeing doctors in white clothes walking back and forth, probably coming for consultation.

Boss Lou stood at the door with a sullen face, looking around anxiously.

The moment he saw Luo Hao, Boss Lou seemed to have seen a savior, and he trotted over.

"Professor Luo!" Boss Lou did not apologize, and now was not the time to apologize.

"How are people?"

"He's still alive. I see no major problems with his vital signs, as shown by the numbers on the monitor," Boss Lou added.

"Yeah." Luo Hao strode in. Feng Zixuan had already arrived. His home was closer to the provincial court.

"I'm here, Xiao Luo." Feng Zixuan simply greeted him and immediately said, "After being sent to the hospital for examination, his blood sugar level was 2.2. It's probably hypoglycemia caused by drinking."

“I smelled alcohol at the time and I was given naloxone as per the routine.

The patient's Coma Rating Scale score was 8 points, bilateral pupils were symmetrically constricted, blood pressure was 90/60 mmHg, heart rate was 87 beats/min, and heart rhythm was absolutely irregular.

The patient was mildly agitated and had labored breathing. Blood gas analysis showed a blood pH of 7.05 and an arterial carbon dioxide partial pressure of 71 mmHg. He was immediately intubated and given increased fluid therapy.

Feng Zixuan is worthy of being the old director of the Medical Department. He gave a brief introduction to the patient's condition in just over ten seconds.

While listening to Feng Zixuan's report on the medical history and examination, Luo Hao turned on the AI-assisted diagnosis and scanned it.

Oh, it’s caused by the low temperature, then it’s okay.

"There are some abnormalities in the ECG. I don't understand it. The emergency physician at the provincial hospital doesn't understand it either. We are requesting a consultation."

"Today's cardiology specialist who is in charge of the consultation has just taken a look and is now asking their director for instructions."

"Xiao Luo, this is an electrocardiogram."

Feng Zixuan then handed the electrocardiogram he had just taken to Luo Hao.

There was a very obvious deformity at the end of the QRS wave. Even though Luo Hao had already had a plan through AI-assisted diagnosis, he was still overwhelmed with surprise when he saw the graph on the electrocardiogram.

What is it? Is it a deformed ST segment? Or a deformed QRS wave?
Generally, there is nothing special after the QRS wave waveform, but in the electrocardiogram in front of me, the waveform after the QRS wave is towering, like the main peak of a mountain, so eye-catching.

"Director, the complete electrocardiogram in the emergency department showed that the RR intervals were absolutely irregular, indicating atrial fibrillation.

In addition, the QRS wave morphology is abnormal, with the terminal part widened and abrupt, as if the preexcitation wave appeared at the end of the QRS wave.

I don't understand this electrocardiogram. If it is a problem with the ST segment, then acute myocardial infarction needs to be highly suspected.

But the patient had been in a coma for such a long time, and the ST segment was elevated in so many leads. If it had been a myocardial infarction, he would have died long ago.

If the QRS wave is deformed, then there must be a serious abnormality in the myocardium. The QRS wave is the embodiment of ventricular electrical activity and the basis of electrical activity. It is the anatomical structure of the heart. Abnormal electrical activity is often rooted in structural abnormalities. "

A female doctor in her forties next to Luo Hao was reporting the situation over the phone.

"What was your body temperature at that time?" Luo Hao asked.

"..."

Feng Zixuan was startled.

Luo Hao also smiled bitterly. The public security has improved in recent years, and there are fewer people who freeze to death after lying outside after getting drunk. Even the doctors in the emergency department don’t know about many related examinations.

Just like on 912/, every year we send people to Africa and the United States to learn how to treat gunshot wounds.

Even military hospitals are unfamiliar with certain diseases. In order to ensure that diagnosis and treatment are continuous, we have to go for further training and study.

"Xiao Luo, the patient's hands, feet, and limbs have low skin temperatures, but they are not necrotic. After all, the temperature is still okay. We have been monitoring the patient, and the patient's condition looks good. If there is no problem with his heart, he will not have frostbite on his limbs."

Feng Zixuan indirectly reminded Luo Hao of his heart problem.

"Director Feng, I think it's a heart electrical damage wave caused by low temperature."

"Huh? Hypothermia? Electric current damage?" The professor on duty at the Provincial Hospital's Department of Cardiology had just finished a phone call when she suddenly heard Luo Hao's words. She was stunned for a moment.

"Well, I didn't take my temperature when I first got here. I estimate it was no more than 27 or 8 degrees."

"Similar situations are more common in Russia. An expert there has written a book specifically on the differences in electrocardiograms under low temperatures."

"!!!"

"The P wave disappears, the RR interval is absolutely irregular, the basic rhythm is atrial fibrillation, and the hump-like J wave at the end of the QRS wave, or a reverse pre-excitation wave, has a special name called Osborn wave, which is a characteristic manifestation of hypothermic patients."

Gan!
Xiao Luo must have studied for his doctorate in Siberia. Even in Moscow, there wouldn't be so many frostbite patients to provide him with clinical experience.

Feng Zixuan was silent.

Moscow is warm, so there shouldn’t be so many frostbites. It must be cities like Yakutsk in Siberia.

Feng Zixuan didn't understand unfamiliar words like Osborn waves, and had no idea what they meant.

However, from the expression of the provincial hospital expert, it could be seen that she approved of what Luo Hao said.

"After hypothermia, the ion flow in myocardial cells slows down, which can produce ECG changes similar to hypokalemia, such as prolonged QT interval and obvious U waves. In this patient, all of the above-mentioned hallmark ECG changes were absent."

"So I think it's caused by low temperature. Let's do an electrocardiogram and see if there are any changes."

The professor on duty at the Provincial Hospital's Department of Cardiology did not deny or question it, but walked over and took out an electrocardiogram himself.

She was even worried that the young nurses in the emergency department wouldn't be able to do it properly due to their clumsy hands and feet.

Just as Luo Hao said, as the patient's body temperature rose, the abnormal electrocardiogram that had never been seen before also changed.

At least it looks familiar, even if it doesn't look normal, but it's watchable after all.

“See you.” The expert from the provincial hospital came to Luo Hao with Silla’s electrocardiogram, “What’s your name, this one?”

"Professor Luo from our First Grade Medical School." Feng Zixuan introduced.

"Luo? Professor Luo Haoluo?!" The expert from the provincial institute widened his eyes.

"Yes, hello." Luo Hao smiled.

"Professor Luo, it's really you!" The expert from the provincial hospital's attitude changed dramatically, from indifferent to enthusiastic, in less than a second.

Don't we need to talk about Xiehe Luo Hao now? Feng Zixuan thought to himself.

"Professor Luo, the patient's condition has improved. Your consideration is correct."

"Hmm, wait, once the vital signs and blood gas analysis return to normal, we'll do a head CT scan and a cervical spine CT scan, and that will basically confirm that everything is fine."

"Why does low temperature make the electrocardiogram look so strange?" asked an expert from the provincial hospital, holding up two electrocardiograms.

Luo Hao began to explain.

He was speaking medical terms, which Feng Zixuan could basically understand, but every word was so unfamiliar, as if he had brain fog, and he was completely unable to understand what Luo Hao meant.

However, the expert from the Provincial Hospital's Department of Cardiology understood a little after listening to Luo Hao's explanation, but he still asked a lot of other questions.

Feng Zixuan simply stopped listening and focused on the patient.

It is said that the Russians love to drink, but I didn’t expect that the Germans are also like this. They drink so much with just a few dishes.

"Boss Lou, what did you eat tonight?"

Seeing that nothing happened, the gloom on Boss Lou's face disappeared. He sighed, "It's my fault, it's my fault. Originally, there were only things like sauerkraut stewed with jiaozi and commercial committee red sausage. I thought that Germans also eat sauerkraut."

"Huh? Germans eat sauerkraut?"

"Yes, it is said that it was brought by the Mongols. But their pickled cabbage is not tasty, not as good as the ones we pickle in big vats."

"..."

Feng Zixuan really didn't know about this.

"Seeing how happy they were eating, I ordered another 100 large skewers, the kind you get at street stalls, with kidneys and stuff."

"I don't know what the level of the German experts is, but they are all like gluttons. They really eat a lot."

Boss Lou sighed.

(End of this chapter)