White armor

Chapter 455 There are things I don’t know too
"What is that?" Zhuang Yan looked at the "milk tea" in the urine bag and thought of countless things in an instant.

The ICU resident manager followed Zhuang Yan's gaze and was also stunned. What was that thing?
There was not much "milk tea". The urine bag had just been changed. In the memory of the ICU resident, the urine in the bag was clear and there was nothing abnormal.

But now...

She immediately called the nurse, asked about the previous situation, and looked through the nursing records.

The nursing record is clear - urine is normal.

The boss was hospitalized in the ICU just to prove that his memory was correct.

What is recorded in the nursing records may not be typed word for word, but that is normal. The nurse can just copy and paste it. There is no need to be strict about copying it word for word.

But once any abnormality occurs, especially when the urine bag is full of "milk tea", the nurse will definitely call me first and make detailed records, with the time accurate to the second.

The ICU hospital manager is still confident about this.

This is the First Hospital of Medical University, not a rural clinic. It is absolutely impossible for them to do such an outrageous thing.

"The urine that was poured out before was light yellow and clear, without any sediment, right?" The ICU resident manager confirmed again.

"Yes, sure." The nurse on duty said affirmatively, "If there is a problem, I can definitely see it. I'm not blind."

What you said is indeed correct.

"Okay then." The ICU resident manager squatted beside the urine bag and observed it carefully.

The urine in the previous urine bag was fine, but the half bag of urine just received turned into "milk tea", so it should be able to be eliminated...

The ICU resident manager was still thinking when he heard Zhuang Yan's voice.

"Brother, there is a patient in the critical care unit whose urine is like milk tea. What do you think is going on?"

"Milk tea, let me take a look."

"Wait a minute, I'll take a picture and send it to you."

Zhuang Yan came over with a cell phone.

The ICU resident manager silently watched Zhuang Yan take the photo and send it, wondering if all members of Professor Luo’s medical team were so direct?
He really does learn from others and doesn't even run when he calls someone.

A few days ago, when Professor Luo was caring for patients, he would call Professor Che at Qilu University whenever he had any questions, no matter what time it was. A few times, he even called at two or three in the morning, and he didn't seem to feel embarrassed.

Now it's Zhuang Yan's turn, and she's the same character. Before I even have a closer look at my side, the other person has already called me.

The ICU resident manager thought so in his mind, but Zhuang Yan did not stop for a second. She first took a photo of the "milk tea"-like urine in the urine bag and sent it via WeChat. Then she came to the workstation, opened the doctor's orders on the computer, clicked all for both long-term and temporary, recorded a video and sent it to Luo Hao.

After that, there is the first medical record.

Zhuang Yan held the phone in her arms, "Brother, did you get it?"

"Got it." Luo Hao replied, "It looks a bit like chyluria, but the urine in the urine bag the last time was said to be clear?"

"Yeah, yes. If there was a big bag of 'milk tea' last time, I would have noticed it too. Brother, your photo is a little distorted, this thing looks even more shocking. How can I describe it... Have you ever had Uni-President Assam Milk Tea?"

"!!!"

"!!!"

The ICU's resident manager and nurses were stunned.

Everyone has tried Assam milk tea. Although it feels a bit disgusting, it must be said that Zhuang Yan’s description is very appropriate.

"I haven't tried it. I usually just drink water. Milk tea is an energy bomb. God knows what they put in it."

“It’s exactly the same as Assam milk tea, brother.

It is said that it uses Assam black tea from the foothills of the Himalayas, blended with imported milk, plus Dianhong Assam black tea with natural fruity aroma that has undergone a special CTC process, and high-quality milk from the 40th parallel north, and is blended with high-quality fruits, wheat aroma, chocolate and other ingredients in a golden ratio..."

"Okay." Luo Hao interrupted Zhuang Yan.

Although medical workers have no taboos about these contents, Zhuang Yan seemed to have become stronger after the experience of inducing vomiting in patients who drank paraquat. She didn't care about these things at all and directly advertised Assam milk tea.

What can't kill Zhuang Yan can only make her stronger, is that right? Luo Hao pondered as he read the doctor's instructions.

"This is not very similar. Next time, pay attention to the urine of patients with lymphatic leakage. It is the same as Assam milk tea."

"Eh? Brother, haven't you ever drunk it?"

"You've never eaten pork before, but you've seen a pig run." Luo Hao said, "Do a routine urine test, it should be fine."

The ICU hospital manager was stunned. The urine was this color, and he said it was fine?!

Professor Luo, you must be joking.

"Brother, how come you're okay?" Zhuang Yan was outspoken and became the mouthpiece for the ICU resident manager, asking the questions in her heart.

"It's a urinary tract infection, but it's not serious. I can't tell you the details. There are three similar cases in the medical records of the Union Hospital. The teachers didn't come to a conclusion, but it healed quickly."

"???"

"???"

Zhuang Yan and the ICU hospital manager were both confused.

"The most common reason for dark yellow urine is bilirubinuria, because it contains a large amount of bilirubin, the appearance is dark yellow, and the foam remains yellow after shaking. Do a urine routine test. I estimate that the qualitative test for bilirubin is positive."

"In addition, certain foods or drugs, such as vitamin B2, rifampicin, furazolidone, etc., can also cause urine to be dark yellow. Ask family members if they have taken similar drugs orally."

"Okay, anything else?"

"Not yet."

Zhuang Yan hung up the phone.

"It looks like chyle." The ICU resident manager came over and expressed his opinion.

"Let's do a checkup first."

Yes, it’s useless to say anything without inspection.

The urine was sent for testing, and the ICU resident manager went to ask the patient's family according to Luo Hao's statement and received a negative answer.

The patient had not taken any medications that could change the color of urine.

The ICU resident manager had thought about this, but the patient's condition was different from the change in urine color after taking the medication.

The change in urine color caused by drugs is gradual. As the body continues to absorb the drugs, the colored substances are metabolized into the bladder and then excreted from the body.

There is no such logic of treating each bone one by one.

I collected all the information mentioned by Professor Luo Haoluo and waited for the urine routine test results, which showed that I had a urinary tract infection.

Zhuang Yan called Luo Hao.

"Senior brother~~~"

Zhuang Yan began to report the data on this side.

"why?"

"How would I know?" Luo Hao gave a rather irresponsible answer.

"..."

"..."

Zhuang Yan and the ICU hospital manager were stunned. What did this mean? They thought Luo Hao would count one, two, three, four, five on his fingers as usual and explain it clearly.

Unexpectedly, Luo Hao responded directly, "How would I know?"

"Brother, are you angry?"

"No, there are several cases of this kind in the Union Medical College medical records. Mr. Guo from the Urology Department even personally went to the 912 Urology Department to ask related questions, but there is no definite answer."

"!!!"

"Generally, the most serious thing about this type of milk tea urine is that the urine drainage is normal at the beginning, but it becomes obviously abnormal later. Combined with urine routine, liver and kidney function and medical history, it is considered to be a urinary tract infection, with a mixture of white blood cells, red blood cells and protein, plus the effect of gravity."

"After anti-inflammatory and symptomatic treatment, the condition improved, and there has been no more 'milky tea' urine in the medical history."

"Brother, you don't know either?" Zhuang Yan was a little disappointed.

"Mr. Wu hasn't figured it out yet, so how would I know? Tell the boss to give him antibiotics and do a drug sensitivity test." Luo Hao said.

"Okay." Zhuang Yan was still a little disappointed.

Maybe in her eyes, her senior brother is omnipotent, but when it comes to the "milk tea" urine incident, he gave her a vague answer.

In theory, this diagnosis is the most normal one in clinical practice. More than half of diseases need to be treated and the results will be determined later.

But despite this, Zhuang Yan still found it hard to accept. In her opinion, her senior brother was omnipotent.

After hanging up the phone, the ICU hospital manager revised the doctor's orders. After a while, he saw Zhuang Yan's expression was a little strange, so he walked over and asked, "Xiao Zhuang, what's wrong with you?"

"I just think it's weird that my senior didn't give a definite diagnosis."

"What's so strange about this? It's normal."

"It's not like that." Zhuang Yan frowned, as if thinking about something.

The ICU hospital manager was stunned. Are all the members of Professor Luo’s medical team like this?

"Sister Feng, you have a PhD and have done scientific research, right?"

"Yes, I did. Now when I think about doing experiments, I want to die." The ICU resident manager laughed, "My experimental data was always unqualified at that time, and I didn't know what the problem was. I had to kneel down and kowtow every day when looking at the cells."

"When I was doing the experiment, I had to do a dance to complete the eighth step."

"Damn, was this passed down by our senior brothers and sisters?" asked the ICU resident manager.

The end of science is metaphysics. Some things cannot be explained clearly and only the people doing the experiments know them.

"Yes, the senior sister in the lab next door would say every morning - dear children, we are the best in the world, have you grown up obediently?"

"..." The ICU resident manager had a strange expression on his face. "I said the same thing at that time, and it was even more disgusting. I have never said such sweet words to my boyfriend. But if I didn't say it, the experiment would really not be successful."

"It's like a spell, hhhh." Zhuang Yan chuckled.

"Can……"

"It is now popular in our lab to bow to our seniors. Almost everyone doing experiments in the lab has their seniors' graduation photos on their phones."

"!!!"

"Stop at a certain step, bow to your senior brother, and then the experiment will be passed."

"!!!"

The ICU hospital manager was stunned. Is this even possible?!

I have also conducted experiments myself, and some of the content is indeed metaphysical. It is said that the end of science is metaphysics, and it is indeed true.

The ICU resident CEO still remembers that when he was purifying protein, he had to follow some "good" habits left by his predecessors in order to succeed.

Let me put it this way, those who do experiments and write code generally use the most idealistic way to carry out materialistic processes, and use superstitious actions to carry out scientific argumentation.

If a certain step can only be done by a senior, it is best to do it his way, even if you have to stop halfway through the experiment and start the third subject.

This is still considered good. One of my classmates who is a resident in the ICU is studying food engineering and science, and there is a picture of the Kitchen God hanging in the laboratory.

The most terrifying thing is that when the ICU resident was doing protein purification, there was a step that could not be completed if a senior brother was not present at the time.

She even wanted to kill that senior brother and hang him on the wall.

I didn’t expect that Professor Luo is also a “legendary” senior brother.

"It shouldn't be like this." Zhuang Yan was still confused.

"Oh, the clinic is not a laboratory." The ICU resident manager said, "Besides, didn't Professor Luo also say that the Union Hospital... No, the one he mentioned, Mr. Wu... I don't have any impression of him."

"Mr. Wu has passed away. Now the academician of urology is in our Peking University." Zhuang Yan replied.

Shit, the person Luo Hao was talking about was actually Wu Jieping.

The ICU resident manager was stunned. In Professor Luo's words, in the yellowed medical records in the Union Medical College medical record library, the deceased Mr. Wu left his footprints and communicated across time and space with the young man who came to read the past medical records on a sunny afternoon afterwards.

At that moment, the ICU resident felt a lump in his throat and almost cried.

There is a kind of power that you may not be able to touch in this lifetime, but you can truly feel it.

Hu~~~
The ICU resident manager breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Zhuang, don't think too much. Professor Luo certainly doesn't know about all diseases. Besides, Senior Milk Tea Urine has studied it and concluded that it is a urinary tract infection and can be cured by giving antibiotics."

"Ok."

Zhuang Yan stopped being so stubborn and smiled.

……

……

"What happened over there?"

"Nothing, there's a patient with 'milky tea' urine, Xiao Zhuang asked me a question."

"Is there still something you don't know? That's impossible." Chen Yong's tone was somewhat ambiguous.

"Hey, there are so many things we don't know." Luo Hao didn't care about it. He shrugged and watched Chen Yong holding the little white fox carefully while Liu Yiyi teased it with a "sucking" sound.

"How long will it take for the little guy to recover?" Liu Yiyi asked.

"I don't know. I've never performed surgery on a white fox before. This is my first time." Luo Hao said, "I left a message for Boss Xia. He must be asleep at this time. Let's wait until tomorrow morning."

Liu Yiyi didn't say anything, but just looked intently at the little white fox who looked a little listless.

The little guy was a little dazed after waking up from general anesthesia. Professor Luo spoke a few words to him, and he fell asleep peacefully.

Animals’ recovery ability is indeed stronger than that of humans, and I don’t know why.

Dahei was so seriously injured, but he recovered quickly after the operation without blood transfusion. If he were a human, he would have to lie in bed for a month. If he could survive, a month would be the minimum.

The surgery on the little white fox was not serious. In a nutshell, it involved wrapping the broken bones with wire to fix them, and then all that was left was for the fox to recover on its own.

Hope to eat sooner.

"Then we'll leave first." Luo Hao said hello to my beloved boss.

I also thanked the country man.

The country guy was fine. After the operation, he just felt relaxed all over.

The third grandmother went to the kang for help, and the man carried the baby to the provincial capital. He had already done his best, especially since the final outcome seemed quite good, and the country man was very relieved.

But my beloved boss seemed to be worried and looked at Luo Hao with a troubled look.

"Professor Luo, I communicate more with doctors here. As you know, the veterinary work in township veterinary stations is rather rough." Seeing that Luo Hao was really leaving and completely ignoring my gaze, my beloved boss spoke bluntly.

"You can ask Director Shi and his team to handle the normal work. I won't come here." Luo Hao understood the meaning of the voice, "If you need consultation on any difficult or complicated cases, you can ask me for help."

My boss who I love is very happy.

consultation!

When will pet hospitals be able to use such high-end, classy words?
And it is a consultation for difficult and complicated cases!
Professor Luo finally agreed. Although his words implied that he should stop bothering him, there was a way after all.

When the pets of my big customers get sick, I feel a mixture of love and hate for my beloved boss.

They are generous and can make more profit from curing a disease than from ten golden retrievers who have intestinal obstruction due to eating socks and need surgery.

But if people come with their pets and cannot resolve the problem on their side, their reputation will be damaged.

They have their own circle. Not to mention the entire provincial capital, the wealthy people in their circle will not come to pamper and love me.

Now with Professor Luo’s promise, it’s stable!

Gee!

"Thank you, Professor Luo."

……

……

Meng Liangren got into Zhuang Yan's car, sat in the passenger seat, and looked straight ahead.

Everyone had left, Luo Hao drove to Haodong to find Wang Jiani, and Meng Liangren did not disturb them.

Professor Luo is young and full of energy. He usually stays in the hospital, which is not easy. Even if someone arranges him to go to the hospital, he never seems to go.

When someone suddenly has some free time, he goes to see his girlfriend to relax. What's wrong with that?

Thinking of this, Meng Liangren suddenly remembered that many years ago, a deputy director of the Infectious Disease Hospital went out for a meeting, and when he came back, he lamented that he was getting old.

After being away for half a month, the first thing he did when he got home was to eat. What else could this be but getting old?

Professor Luo is young after all.

"Lao Meng, you stuffed so many snacks into the trunk. Do you usually eat them at home?" Zhuang Yan asked while fastening her seat belt.

"It's getting late, take me to the orphanage."

"Huh?" Zhuang Yan was stunned. Her first thought was that Lao Meng and his ex-wife had a child, but no one was raising him, so he was placed in an orphanage.

"There was an emergency room a while ago... When the patient was brought in, his head was only attached to a layer of skin. He was dead, leaving behind four children, the oldest of whom was only 4 years old."

"I remember now. My senior brother asked Director Feng to help contact them." Zhuang Yan had forgotten about this matter a long time ago. She only remembered it when Meng Liangren mentioned it.

Those children looked really miserable at the time, but Zhuang Yan was busy in the clinic and the memory faded away in a few days. Unexpectedly, Meng Liangren actually remembered it all the time.

"This orphanage is the same as a nursing home." Meng Liangren said, "Someone goes to visit every now and then. The children have a backer, so they will suffer less."

"Professor Luo is kind-hearted." Meng Liangren said with emotion.

“???” Zhuang Yan was full of question marks, but soon she admired him. Old Meng had treated his senior brother like a dog for a long time, and the habit was already ingrained in his bones.

Every gesture and every word he made were expressions of appreciation for his brother.

I couldn't actually realize that Lao Meng said that on purpose. He is truly an expert among experts.

"Have you ever volunteered at an orphanage?"

"No." Meng Liangren said, "But I take in a child from an orphanage to treat him. Occasionally someone will adopt him, and if I'm lucky, I'll go abroad."

"Hmm? Is it the kind that Americans adopt? They only seem to adopt girls."

"I think so. I don't really understand. The situation has changed over the past few years, and the country doesn't allow it anymore."

"why?"

"How would I know?" Meng Liangren looked at the neon lights in the night sky, thinking about rushing to the orphanage, and smiled, "Maybe it has something to do with those LGBT people."

"Meng, have you been influenced by Brother Yong? Why are you becoming like him?" Zhuang Yan asked with a smile, "My senior brothers and sisters in the United States are living a comfortable life, which is different from the life in China, so many of my classmates are preparing to go abroad."

"No..." Meng Liangren thought for a moment and hesitated to speak.

"What do you want to say? So sneaky." Zhuang Yan said disdainfully.

"Oh, kid, don't ask so many questions."

"You must be saying that a husband and wife want to have a child!"

“!!!” Meng Liangren was stunned. How did Zhuang Yan know that?

Moreover, it seems, as if Zhuang Yan knows a lot.

"My classmate from university was pursued by a small boss in his senior year. He used all kinds of romantic tricks. We were envious of him at that time."

"One time, downstairs from the dormitory, there was a 911. The young boss opened the trunk and it was full of roses. It was so beautiful."

"After graduation, we got married. Last year, I heard that they got divorced."

"Oh? That man is a gay?" Meng Liangren continued with what Zhuang Yan said.

"It seems so. He didn't get much money. The man just gave the child to raise. He took several million."

"Where's the car?"

"rental."

Meng Liangren sighed inwardly. He was a little fed up with this kind of marriage and child fraud.

"I know what you mean. There are more and more transgender people on their side, like Dr. Jason's son."

"For people like this, it's OK when they're young, but when they get older, they really want children. On the Ermao side, surrogacy has become the third largest industry chain in the country."

Meng Liangren was a little confused. He didn't expect Zhuang Yan to know so much.

He knows more than herself, and young people are more open-minded. Some explosive news seems normal to Zhuang Yan, and she doesn’t find it strange at all.

"The thing about the auto parts city, they said it would cost 7 or 80. In Ukraine, you can pick whatever you want for 5 euros."

"How do you know so much!" Meng Liangren was surprised.

"Our Peking University has the best reproductive technology in the country. During my internship, I met a couple who had done IVF more than 10 times and even went to Thailand for the second and third generation technology, but they all failed in the end."

"The couple are both very nice. I have their contact information. They send me red envelopes and say hello every holiday."

"A year later, I saw on WeChat Moments that they had a baby. I was so convinced and wanted to know which hospital had such good technology."

"Did you go abroad to get it?" Meng Liangren asked, "Like Shuangzi?"

"Yes."

"Speaking of which, if a woman from the Ermao family becomes pregnant, can the child born be a genuine Han Chinese?" asked Meng Liangren.

"You don't understand this, do you? The American biotechnology... my senior brother said that it is at least two generations ahead of ours. Brother Yong was not convinced and was about to argue, but my senior brother said that they directly use living people for experiments, how can you do it!"

"Brother Yong just stopped talking."

"!!!" Meng Liangren was silent.

"There was a child of a black female celebrity who broke the bond of a drop of blood and gave birth to a pure white person."

"Ah?!" Meng Liangren was surprised.

"As for what the technology is, I don't know. When I was in school, I heard my boss say that their cloning technology had already matured a long time ago, so I guess this technology is also mature."

(End of this chapter)