White armor

Chapter 424: Old Meng, the old bull, has found a young girl
Meng Liangren was sitting in the office writing medical records.

The resident manager was bored and asked jokingly, "Mr. Meng, Professor Luo and the director went to see the bamboo, why didn't you go?"

"I have to look after the ward. There are so many patients. How can I not look after them?" Meng Liangren said seriously. "If I don't look after them, Professor Luo will have to pay more attention to them. You don't know that Professor Luo has obsessive-compulsive disorder. He is worried."

"Ha, you are really..." The resident manager thought for a long time, but finally couldn't find a suitable adjective.

He looked to the other side and saw Zhuang Yan folding paper cranes with laparoscopic forceps.

"Don't worry. There are a lot of people here today. Director Geng and the others are all gone. It won't be easy to rub the bamboo even if they are there. One day after get off work, Lao Meng and I will go directly to Hadong and find Da Nizi to pet the cat."

Zhuang Yan explained while folding a thousand paper cranes.

"Ha ha ha ha~~~" The hospital manager didn't expect this to be the reason. Old Meng is such a dog!
No wonder he didn't want to pet the cat, it turns out he could just go there casually.

"Take me with you, Lao Meng."

"No." Zhuang Yan glared at the hospital manager fiercely, "What bad things did you want to say about Lao Meng just now?"

"..."

"Go find my senior brother and play with the cat yourself. Don't follow us."

This statement is a bit ambiguous.

But the hospital manager thought about it, smiled and thought it was impossible.

Zhuang Yan is the daughter of Dean Zhuang Yongqiang. She is a master's graduate from a top 2 university and has a bright future.

With an above-average appearance and a wealthy family, there was no way she would fall for Meng Liangren, a divorced, greasy man.

Even if Zhuang Yan was deceived, Dean Zhuang would not be able to get past it. When Lao Meng was kicked out of the house by Dean Zhuang, the matter would become strange and troublesome.

Just saying this, I was wrong and thought too much.

At lunch time, Meng Liangren put down his work and said, "Xiao Zhuang, let's go to the ward together."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll fold it right away."

"After my rounds, I'll go to the community hospital to see a colleague and will be back later this afternoon."

"Meng, it's the weekend, you don't have to be so formal, okay?" Zhuang Yan folded the paper cranes neatly and packed up her things. "I'll go with you. What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Emmm." Meng Liangren hesitated for a moment.

"If you don't have any idea, then let's go to Haidilao." Zhuang Yan helped Meng Liangren make the decision.

The two checked the circle room.

Meng Liangren's ward rounds are very slow, and he mainly chats with patients and their families, and grasps the patients' dynamics from the details.

Some hidden emotional fluctuations were eliminated by Meng Liangren into nothingness.

These tasks are not seen in daily life. Now everything is problem-oriented. If there are no problems, then there are no problems.

Patients and their families are all human beings, and they all have human hearts. As long as the doctor has a correct and serious attitude, few people will cause trouble.

Even if they encounter someone who intends to cause trouble, they will probably change to another company after seeing how serious and responsible Meng Liangren is.

Meng Liangren was also very fortunate that Professor Luo knew what he was doing and was quite supportive of it.

If it were in an infectious disease hospital, the director would just think that he was lucky, that's why the patients never had any mood swings, always came with sad faces and left with smiles.

Zhuang Yan also more or less understood the purpose of Meng Liangren's conversation with the patient's family, so she didn't say anything the whole time, but just carefully memorized Old Meng's conversation pattern.

Although according to Chen Yong’s theory, this part of the content has nothing to do with her, Zhuang Yan is still learning it.

She was like a sponge, absorbing all sorts of different clinical content.

After the rounds, Meng Liangren and Zhuang Yan changed their clothes and walked out of the hospital.

"Old Meng! Don't call a taxi!" Zhuang Yan jumped excitedly.

"Ok?"

"I bought a car, Song Pro."

"Did you start early in the morning?" asked Meng Liangren.

"Yes, yes. Sooner or later you will need a car. Isn't it convenient? Electric car can be charged at home, which is very economical. Why don't you buy one?" Zhuang Yan asked Meng Liangren.

"I always feel it's too early. After another three to five years, when the battery technology is mature, we can buy it. Now? It's too early. Besides, I think taking a taxi is more convenient than driving myself."

"Come on, let me show you my mount." Zhuang Yan was a little excited. "Let me tell you, Old Meng, in Journey to the West, those with mounts are all great monsters, and those without mounts are all small minions!"

"..."

Meng Liangren really cannot agree with this analogy.

But seeing Zhuang Yan was happy, he did not refute. Chen Yong was the one who did the things that spoiled people's fun, and he could not do them for fun.

"Old Meng, you don't eat, drink or spend money. Are you saving money for marrying a wife?" Zhuang Yan asked with a smile.

"Oh, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's good to live alone." Meng Liangren replied calmly, "I'm just saving some money for my coffin. I hope that when I'm sick in bed, you can help me find a nurse and watch over the nurse every day so that he doesn't bully me."

“It is said that online novel writers are very vivid when writing about poverty, but they are dumbfounded when writing about wealth.”

"Yeah, just like people like me who had never met Dr. Chen had no idea how proactive girls were." Meng Liangren sighed.

"I've seen rich people." Zhuang Yan took Meng Liangren to the underground parking lot and said as they walked, "The First Affiliated Hospital of Shanzhong, the inpatient department, the 23rd, 24th, and 25th floors are all Liu Luanxiong's special medical center."

"Fuck! All three floors?!" Meng Liangren was surprised.

Shanzhong First Affiliated Hospital, one of the top ten hospitals in China, and the three-story special needs center, were all built by Liu Luanxiong?

I had only heard that he had scandals with countless female stars, but I didn't expect he was really rich.

Building a hospital is nothing. Even if it is built, you can’t recruit great surgeons; and even if you recruit great surgeons, there won’t be that many patients.

The director of the transplant center at Northwestern University Hospital returned to China and went to a private hospital, but it is said that there is not much work for him.

But it’s true that they make money.

And this guy has a three-story exclusive ward in a top-level tertiary hospital. This is so awesome, so awesome to the point of being arrogant.

"Whether it's money or not, I think what my senior brother did is right. When you reach a certain level, money is not important. Look at Elon Musk, although I think he is bragging, he really has something." Zhuang Yan came to a brand new Song Pro happily.

"Mr. Meng!" Zhuang Yan slapped the lid of the machine, making a loud noise. "Mine!"

"Hehe." Meng Liangren looked the car up and down. It was said that the price of this car had been continuously reduced and it had now become the main model for online car-hailing.

However, Professor Luo’s logo 307 is unique.

"Is it like online ride-hailing? My dad said it's not outstanding, just like everyone else."

Zhuang Yan opened the passenger door and made a gesture to invite Meng Liangren to get in the car.

Then she sat in the driver's seat, asked Meng Liangren for the address, turned on the navigation on her phone, and fixed it on the bracket.

The navigation voice appeared, and Meng Liangren frowned, "Xiao Zhuang, is this your voice?"

"Yeah, now you can use your voice as a navigation, didn't you know?"

Meng Liangren spread his hands. There are so many new things happening nowadays that it’s hard to keep up.

"Meng, you're old!" Zhuang Yan laughed and joked, "When we go to Haidilao, I'll do your nails."

"..."

Although he knew that Zhuang Yan was joking, Meng Liangren was still scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

If Zhuang Yan did my nails, would I still be able to live as a human being?

Buckling up, Zhuang Yan sat upright. She was obviously a novice driver. Although she tried hard to appear relaxed, she was still extremely nervous.

Zhuang Yan pursed her lips and drove the car out of the basement carefully. Especially at the turns, Zhuang Yan's high ponytail almost stood up due to nervousness.

The moment they drove out of the basement, Meng Liangren vaguely heard Zhuang Yan heaving a sigh of relief.

Meng Liangren didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Zhuang Yan would be distracted.

The whole journey was silent, and Zhuang Yan concentrated on driving.

Her car ethics were countless times better than Chen Yong's. Although she was nervous, she definitely didn't curse. She just pursed her lips, forming a beautiful arc.

There was a nice little pillow on the backrest, but Zhuang Yan couldn't use it. She kept her back straight, looking left and right, and moving back and forth to avoid the view blocked by the A-pillar. She was extremely serious.

Even if the drivers nearby tried to hail her in a hurry, she remained unmoved.

With a huge novice sign behind her, Zhuang Yan didn’t feel like she was delaying other people’s work.

The journey was supposed to take half an hour, but it took Zhuang Yan nearly fifty minutes to arrive.

Although the side rear parking was slow, it was very standard, which made Meng Liangren look at him with admiration.

Many of his colleagues bought their driver's licenses when the economy was more relaxed, but until now they still don't know how to park parallel to the rear.

But Zhuang Yan can.

"Are you tired?" Meng Liangren asked Zhuang Yan with a smile.

"I'm tired. My legs are weak." Zhuang Yan admitted directly, "It will only take a month."

"Will you wait for me in the car? Or do you want to go together?" Meng Liangren asked.

"go together."

Zhuang Yan jumped out of the car and stretched her body. "My whole body feels a little sore. I think it's because of the accumulation of lactic acid."

"So nervous."

"Meng, try driving when you have time." Zhuang Yan said, "Brother Yong curses when he's driving, and I get nervous when I hold the steering wheel. But my dad said it will be fine in a month!"

Meng Liangren smiled and went into the community hospital.

"Old Meng, who is that?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"Oh, the head nurse of the ward used to be very caring towards me. She has been introducing me to other people lately, but I rejected them all. But she got sick and insisted that she was thinking about me."

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "Old Meng, you are very popular."

"It's OK. To be honest, I'm not that old at this age. I still work at the First Hospital of Medical University. In fact, it's mainly because of the First Hospital of Medical University and doctor. These two keywords are too valuable in the blind date market."

What Meng Liangren said is indeed true.

Especially for girls at the age of 28 or 9 who have figured things out, they no longer want a domineering president to fall from the sky, and want to find an honest man to live with.

Meng Liangren meets almost all the requirements.

"It seems our head nurse has introduced someone to you as well."

"Well, it's boring. I think it's good to live alone."

"Is it true?" Zhuang Yan expressed disbelief.

"Really, I'm telling you, I don't have a home right now, so I can stay in the hospital for more than 18 hours a day. Even if I have a family, whose wife would want to do this? If I don't stay like this, have you seen Technician No. 66?"

"how?"

"He has a low emotional intelligence, but another important point is that he is afraid of heavy tasks. It is said that Professor Luo did not say anything when he was in India, but after returning, he stopped talking to technician No. 66 about the medical team."

Zhuang Yan seemed to be thinking about something.

"Being alone has its advantages. I am now thinking about how to live after Professor Luo and I go to the capital. We should rent a house. The prices of houses have dropped a lot now, and I don't know if the rent has dropped."

Meng Liangren was nagging.

"My classmate is from the capital, and his family has a house that they want to buy for 760 million. The buyer came to take a look and offered 360 million. My classmate said that a down payment of 360 million would be fine, and the buyer said that it was the full payment." Zhuang Yan added. "Ah? Is that how you bargain?" Meng Liangren was a little surprised, but the house in the capital was not within his consideration range at all, even if it was 360 million, it was not something Meng Liangren could afford.

Arriving at the infusion room, Meng Liangren walked towards the middle-aged woman lying on the hospital bed.

"Sister Liu, I'm here to see you." Meng Liangren took out a red envelope from his arms with a smile and stuffed it under the woman's pillow.

"What are you doing?" The woman was angry and wanted to take out the red envelope.

"I'm busy over there, and I don't know what to buy. I was thinking of buying a flower basket, but I remembered that many years ago there was a patient in our ward who was allergic to pollen, so I just wanted to be lazy."

Meng Liangren held down the head nurse's hand and changed the subject with a smile, "Sister Liu, why don't you get an IV in our hospital?"

"Don't mention it." The middle-aged woman waved her hand in dismay and said helplessly, "Our hospital is almost bankrupt now. You have been diverted to a good place. The places where others go are not good."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhuang Yan.

The head nurse became more and more surprised the more she looked. Zhuang Yan looked like a student who had just graduated from school. Her eyes were full of the clarity that is unique to young people.

Good-looking and full of energy.

No wonder Lao Meng didn’t even look at the girl I introduced to him. It turns out he already had someone.

"Who is this?" the head nurse asked tentatively.

"I'm Lao Meng's apprentice." Zhuang Yan walked to Meng Liangren with a smile, deliberately getting close to Meng Liangren's body, "Hello, head nurse, my name is Zhuang Yan, and I graduated from Peking University Health Science Center with a master's degree this year."

The woman's eyes widened.

There was some intimacy between Zhuang Yan and Meng Liangren. She couldn't tell whether it was ambiguous or not, but the intimacy was visible to the naked eye.

Lao Meng, that’s fine!
The guns of the old times, the targets of the new times. I didn’t expect that going to the First Hospital of Medical University would be so beneficial.

Meng Liangren would definitely not like the person he introduced to him, so this old cow has found young grass.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Sister Liu." Meng Liangren smiled, "Xiao Zhuang is a member of the medical team, and she came a few months later than me. She originally wanted to study for a doctorate, but then her father said that Professor Luo happened to have a medical team at the Medical University, so he let her come."

"Her father?"

"Dean Zhuang from the First Medical University."

"!!!" The head nurse stared in astonishment.

After Meng Liangren introduced himself, he chatted with the woman for a while, "What's the blood count, Sister Liu?"

"I don't know. They wanted to check it for me, but I refused."

"why?"

"Why spend that extra money, don't you think?" said the woman.

Meng Liangren frowned. While they were chatting, he had noticed that something was wrong with the head nurse.

Raising his hand, Meng Liangren's fingers landed on the head nurse's radial artery.

"Sister Liu, your heart rate is too fast."

"It's okay." The head nurse didn't care at all.

She looked a little tired, but still forced herself to chat with Meng Liangren.

"Do an electrocardiogram." Meng Liangren turned around and looked at Zhuang Yan.

"it is good."

Zhuang Yan responded, turned around and left, completely ignoring the fact that she and Lao Meng were not doctors at the community hospital, nor were they family members of the patient.

"Meng, no need, really no need."

"Sister Liu, listen to me. I have severe obsessive-compulsive disorder right now. Just look at your heart rate...hahaha." Meng Liangren laughed at himself. "You don't know Sister Liu. I just look good. In fact, I'm exhausted like a dog every day."

"Oh?" The head nurse was surprised. Meng Liangren had successfully diverted her attention from the electrocardiogram to her tiredness like a dog.

After seeing Meng Liangren, the head nurse thought that Meng Liangren was living a very good life, carrying the daughter of the dean of the Medical University as a small gift with him.

But Meng Liangren was actually complaining.

"I work until the early hours of the morning, and when I go home there are no cars on the road."

"Fuck, it's so late!" The head nurse was surprised, "Do you have so much work?"

"Yes, the patient turnover is fast, Professor Luo performs a lot of surgeries, and he is very strict about medical records."

Meng Liangren started gossiping.

Luo Hao started from a consultation in the urology department before he arrived at the hospital. The consultation record was a manifesto to fight against the enemy.

Meng Liangren carried it with him. When he took it out at this time, the A4 paper with cracks at the fold seemed to be filled with emotions.

The head nurse took a look and was also surprised.

Professor Xiao Luo's medical records are really well written, but this consultation record is too sharp. The head nurse felt like she was cut just by looking at it.

How can you organize your words like this? It seems that Professor Luo is difficult to serve and has a bad temper.

"Look, Sister Liu, you saw it too. He was really anxious. Professor Luo usually doesn't say anything, but he didn't say anything when he kicked someone away."

"Is it true that a young man can be so decisive?"

Meng Liangren told the head nurse the story of Technician No. 66.

Halfway through the conversation, the doctor pushed the bedside ECG machine over to do an electrocardiogram for the head nurse.

Meng Liangren avoided the question and turned away.

"Old Meng, what's wrong?" Zhuang Yan chased Meng Liangren out and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, how would I know? I'm not Professor Luo."

"..."

"However, Director Feng requires that all patients, all emergency patients must undergo an electrocardiogram. Those who do not want to do it must sign. You are aware of this, right?" Meng Liangren asked.

Zhuang Yan nodded.

Now, this has become a clinical routine in the First Hospital of Medical University, and it is also a point of criticism among the people.

There are many charges, they are expensive and they are complicated.

But Feng Zixuan insisted on implementing the electrocardiogram despite pressure from all sides, and ignored what anyone said.

Not to mention the emergency doctors, even Meng Liang would subconsciously do an ECG when he encountered a patient with an accelerated heart rate.

"Do it first. It's better to have nothing to do than to have something to do." Meng Liangren said.

"Oh no." Only then did Zhuang Yan realize that the Old Meng in front of her was not her senior brother and did not have his abilities.

She shook her head, and her high ponytail swung back and forth.

After finishing the electrocardiogram, Meng Liangren watched the doctor holding the electrocardiogram in a daze. He felt something was wrong and strode in.

On the electrocardiogram, the ST segment was depressed, and it was obvious to the naked eye that something was wrong.

Meng Liangren suddenly became nervous and subconsciously took out his cell phone.

"Huh? The St segment is lowered?" Zhuang Yan was surprised.

"Xiao Zhuang, what does the downward movement of the ST segment mean?" Meng Liangren had already taken out his cell phone and was about to call Luo Hao out of habit.

"If the electrocardiogram shows ST segment depression, it is generally related to myocardial ischemia, myocardial infarction, myocarditis, etc."

After all, Zhuang Yan is a top 2 master's student with a solid foundation and is very capable. She cannot be compared with Meng Liangren, an experienced attending physician who has gained experience in clinical practice.

Meng Liangren nodded, and without hesitation, he directly dialed Luo Hao's number.

"Professor Luo, I have a former colleague here who works in a community hospital."

"Three days ago, I had a fever without obvious cause, no cough, sputum, nasal congestion, runny nose, accompanied by nausea and vomiting, no diarrhea, no abdominal pain, no frequent or urgent urination.

He was treated in a small clinic, but his condition did not improve.

The patient was conscious, breathing evenly, and listless. He complained of congestion in the pharynx. His blood pressure was 110/50 mmHg. His breath sounds were coarse in both lungs, but no dry or wet rales were heard. His heart rate was about 120 beats/min.

The electrocardiogram showed ST segment depression in all leads.

"Oh, first consider myocarditis. Send him to the affiliated hospitals of the Medical University as soon as possible and check the full set of cardiac indicators such as troponin. If it is full lead, he will probably have to be admitted to the CCU."

“!!!” Meng Liangren was surprised.

He originally wanted to hear what big thing Luo Hao had to say and just treat the symptoms.

Professor Koro said this very seriously.

Meng Liangren knew that the following words were spoken to him, and the subtext was telling him - don't delay.

"Anything else?"

"That's all, Professor Luo, I'll do it right away." Meng Liangren hung up the phone and turned back seriously.

He saw at a glance that Zhuang Yan was "eavesdropping" on his conversation.

"Senior brother said it was acute myocarditis?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"Well, he may be sent to the CCU at any time. I'll make arrangements and go to Medical University First Class immediately." Meng Liangren said firmly.

The expression on his square face changed and was no longer easy-going.

"Sister Liu, have you done any other tests?" Meng Liangren walked back and asked seriously.

"No." The head nurse was stunned.

"Where are my family members?" Meng Liangren took a look and saw that only the head nurse was there to give the IV.

It seems that she really treated acute myocarditis as a cold and fever, and her family members did not follow her.

"I'll contact my brother-in-law."

"No, you..."

Meng Liangren only informed the head nurse instead of discussing it with her.

And seeing that the head nurse looked indifferent, Meng Liangren did not hesitate to make a phone call in front of her.

Almost on Meng Liangren's own accord, he dialed the 120 emergency number again.

The head nurse stared in amazement at all this happening before her eyes.

She even began to doubt whether Meng Liangren was real or just someone in disguise.

In the past, Meng Liangren was kind and timid. He didn't dare to speak loudly, and he didn't dare to talk back even when he was bullied by his ex-wife.

But the Meng Liangren in front of him was full of confidence, even conceited.

He didn't even ask for my opinion and directly called 120. He also said that the nearby hospitals were not good enough and recorded a message. He threatened the 120 operator that if he didn't send an ambulance from Medical University No. , he would report any consequences to the Provincial Health Commission.

The head nurse was also very quiet and didn't dare to speak.

She didn't dare touch either the acute myocarditis or Meng Liangren who seemed like a different person.

Soon, the 120 ambulance lifted the head nurse into the car and headed straight to Medical University No. .

After urgently checking myocardial enzymes and other test results, the emergency doctor saw the shocking values ​​and pushed the patient directly to the CCU.

(End of this chapter)