White armor

Chapter 474: Lao Meng was arrested? (Leader Uncertain 45 plus 1)

Someone is bullying Lao Cui!

Luo Hao looked at Cui Mingyu's expression and wondered what had happened.

Maybe Luo Hao can't do anything now, but no matter how long can those old guys last, they will eventually die.

"Lao Cui, who bullied you? Tell me, and in ten years, I will cut off their lineage."

Luo Hao said seriously.

His words were as sharp as knives, flashing with cold light, and Luo Hao made no effort to conceal his intentions.

"Ah?!" Cui Mingyu was stunned.

He was frightened by Luo Hao and didn't understand what Luo Hao meant, but after thinking about it, Cui Mingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"No, no, I'm fine." Cui Mingyu quickly explained, "Really, godfather, no one bullies me."

"Oh, that's okay. I thought you ran away too quickly and someone doesn't like you. If that's the case, just keep calm and tell me quietly." Luo Hao said.

"Yeah." Cui Mingyu nodded cautiously.

It was obvious that he had faced similar things to some extent, but the other party had not gone too far and had not reached the point of breaking off relations.

"So what do you mean?" Luo Hao asked.

"Godfather, you also know what the medical care in the capital is like. Many children have congenital heart disease and will die if they don't have surgery. There are countless procedures along the way, and I don't know who to go to when I get here."

Luo Hao looked at Cui Mingyu as if he were a monster.

How many years has this happened? My eldest son is really a chivalrous man, but he is so soft-hearted?

Lao Cui is truly more pure than I am, and more... "idiotic".

"When I see those sick children named after someone else, I feel really uncomfortable." Cui Mingyu sighed, "When the child is born, the family doesn't even have the mood to give the child a nice name. They carry the child around to see a doctor. Life is full of suffering."

"This is still slow. Some time ago, when I was on my way to work early in the morning, I saw a man squatting at the door with his child in his arms, crying."

"Like a wolf."

Luo Hao knew what Cui Mingyu meant.

When you are extremely sad, you can no longer cry, and all that is left is howling, the kind of dry howling that comes from the heart.

It is estimated that the child has congenital heart disease and cannot be operated on locally, so he was brought to the capital overnight. However, even doctors and nurses in the medical system, most of them cannot have smooth access in the capital, especially in the emergency department.

I came and found Anzhen, but the child was already dying. Besides, Anzhen was not omnipotent.

But why did Cui Mingyu say this?

"Old Cui, you don't want to set up an emergency green channel, do you?" Luo Hao looked at Cui Mingyu and asked.

"Fuck! I always say that no one knows me better than my godfather."

"..." Luo Hao was speechless.

Others wouldn't even have time to avoid this job, but Cui Mingyu was eager to do it.

"I do want to, but not now. It will take a few years." Seeing Luo Hao's unfriendly face, Cui Mingyu hurriedly explained, "I'm still young now and can't take on the responsibility. Most interventional surgeries on newborns cannot be performed. Even if they can be performed, they have to be observed for a few years. That's what I think.

Normally, there is no one to talk to, but now that I see you, my godfather, I just want to talk to you."

"More surgeries? Be careful about the threads." Luo Hao said seriously.

"Well, don't worry." Cui Mingyu sighed, "It's mainly because I've seen too many people cry during my work in the past few years. I thought that if there was a set of procedures, I could at least take care of similar patients near the capital with a little hardship."

Luo Hao looked at his eldest son with gentle eyes.

They are really oxen and horses, born oxen and horses, nuclear-powered oxen and horses.

"The deceased children I saw a few days ago were identical twins conceived naturally. During a prenatal checkup in the second trimester, doctors at the local hospital discovered that one of the children had a very serious congenital heart disease. If it was not treated in time, it would probably not survive after birth."

"It was already more than 30 weeks, and my family hadn't reacted yet. During the next prenatal checkup, it was also found that there was a problem with the other fetus."

"Later, one survived and was brought to the imperial capital, but the last one was not left behind."

Cui Mingyu's words became more and more brief, and his mood seemed to be very low.

"Boss Li Shoujun of Fuwai Hospital seems to be old. Can he handle the emergency?" Luo Hao asked.

"Boss Li is awesome. He only treats critically ill newborns, and there have been no deaths throughout the year," Cui Mingyu praised.

"Want to be Boss Li of Anzhen? Others avoid the pediatric department, but my eldest son knows how to face challenges head-on. Not bad, he is worthy of being my eldest son."

"How dare you criticize me? Who is the one who treated the maxillofacial hemangioma for the child? With that disease, if the embolic agent drifts into other blood vessels, it will cause paralysis. Who would dare to do it?" Cui Mingyu asked back.

Luo Hao remained calm and said, "It's Teacher Yun Taiyun."

"pei!"

"And this is not something that can be solved entirely by interventional surgery. It requires a surgical foundation."

Having said that, Cui Mingyu looked at Luo Hao with his big eyes blinking.

"Don't think about it. I came to the capital to go to 912 and 209." Luo Hao sighed, "You can look for someone in Anzhen who shares the same interests as you. You can make an appointment to get together."

Cui Mingyu knew this would happen, and he nodded repeatedly, "Godfather, I didn't think of asking you to come. What I meant is that if you have a similar operation, you must tell me, and I will fly over to the observation platform."

"Okay." Luo Hao agreed immediately. "If there are similar children who need surgery, I will record the whole process and you can study it. By the way, I am studying remote intervention surgery and I think we can try it soon. When it is possible, you can study it."

Cui Mingyu showed a sincere smile on his face, and his inner happiness was visibly evident.

"Godfather, when will you be back?"

“I also have other jobs when I come back.”

"I didn't tell you about this kind of surgery and treatment. I'm in charge of it. After you came, there were also problems with the selection of academicians. Do you think they should be selected as academicians in pediatrics or interventional medicine?"

As Cui Mingyu spoke, his voice became softer and softer, as if he had realized something.

Luo Hao also thought of a possibility - there is still no academician in pediatrics.

With the passing of several old academicians, there are no academicians in such a basic subject as pediatrics!

"Lao Cui, I didn't agree with you before. You won't last long with just your passion." Luo Hao simply found a step to sit down, took out his mobile phone, opened the app without even looking at it, and started smoking online.

"Fuck godfather, you are so advanced? I thought you were just playing around, cyber, but I didn't expect you to develop a habit."

"Smoke less and work for the people for fifty years."

"You'll be nearly eighty by then."

"Seriously, I want to give it a try in about three years. If it works out, you can go into pediatrics and become an academician."

"!!!"

Although Cui Mingyu had already thought of it, he was still stunned when he heard these words from Luo Hao.

"It's just a casual remark, don't take it seriously." Luo Hao laughed, "Just do your surgery well. An Zhen's team leader is so impressive."

"Don't laugh at me. Who dares to go to 912 Feidao? Godfather, I didn't expect you to really go to 912 Feidao!!"

Luo Haohan,
Great Khan,

Sweating.

"It's not a flying knife. It's the boss who asked me to do surgery and work like a slave." Luo Hao emphasized word by word.

"Almost." Cui Mingyu waved his hand and didn't care.

"Far from it. There are at least 912 people who can complete the operation at 20, but the posture is uncomfortable. I am the youngest." Luo Hao explained again.

Cui Mingyu smiled, with an expression that said, "No need to explain, I understand."

"you……"

Before Luo Hao finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

It’s Feng Zixuan.

Huh? Why did Director Feng call me so late at night?

"Hello, Director Feng." Luo Hao answered the phone with a serious tone.

"Xiao Luo, I'm in the police station."

“???” Luo Hao was stunned and silent, waiting for Feng Zixuan to explain the situation.

"Old Meng was arrested."

"Gah!!!"

Luo Hao was extremely surprised.

Meng Liangren? The honest Meng Liangren? The square-faced Meng Liangren?
Caught?
He must have had a fight with the patient's family... No, Old Meng can't do that.

Luo Hao instantly reviewed all the patients in the ward and found that none of the patients' family members posed a hidden danger.

Besides, Lao Meng doesn't drive, so there's no such thing as drunk driving.

"Oh, they are just fooling around." Feng Zixuan sighed, "The Infectious Disease Hospital celebrates its 73rd anniversary this year, and they have started to divert patients. They planned to get together on the evening of the hospital's anniversary and set off some fireworks at night."

Uh……

Luo Hao continued to remain silent.

Fireworks are not prohibited in the provincial capital at ordinary times, as long as they do not cause fires.

"They had a bonfire party with a lot of people and set off fireworks, and they were reported."

"It's not that necessary. Just set off some fireworks. Why make such a fuss?" Luo Hao's butt would definitely be on Meng Liangren's side. Even if Feng Zixuan said something bad about Old Meng, Luo Hao would still retort.

"They were wearing white clothes, there was a bonfire in the middle, and there were fireworks. It was pitch black all around, and it was captured by a drone. It was said that someone was holding an evil ritual..."

"..."

Luo Hao was completely speechless.

Think about it, and the picture suddenly emerges.

Don't tell me, that's really what happened.

The sense of picture is suddenly filled.

"Is the problem serious, Director Feng?" Luo Hao asked helplessly and seriously.

"It's not serious. This is my second trip today." Feng Zixuan said, cursing.

Luo Hao laughed.

I went there before. I guess someone went to the bathhouse and ordered a number 1688 and got caught. The hospital and family members had to go and pick him up.

As for who it was, Luo Hao had no interest in knowing.

"Meng, it's fine. Just explain it clearly. They were all doctors who were diverted from the infectious disease hospital. They were not invited to the hospital celebration, so they gathered privately and caused such a big misunderstanding."

"Haha, thank you for your hard work, Director Feng."

Hearing that Lao Meng was fine, Luo Hao felt relieved and his tone became a lot more relaxed.

"The other one is even more outrageous."

Luo Hao's expression froze slightly.

Feng Zixuan shouldn't have "reported" his work to me in detail. It was more like gossip between friends.

Unconsciously, has the relationship between me and Director Feng become so good?

Luo Hao was a little dazed.

"The old man, Mr. Sun, from the laboratory department, got into photography a few years ago. He opened a photography shop last year and took photos for students from a nearby university."

"He can't take photos at all. He doesn't stretch his legs or use filters. Each photo is uglier than the last."

Feng Zixuan was a little angry.

"Haha, I was complained about for taking ugly photos? That's not necessary."

"No, he went to the market today and saw a woman squatting on the ground packing things. She was exposed, so he picked up his camera and took a picture. Tell me, is he an idiot!!!"

Feng Zixuan's cursing even disturbed the night sky of the imperial capital.
Luo Hao was also surprised.

There are many people who secretly take photos, but very few do it so blatantly. Could it be a mental illness? Luo Hao thought to himself.

"What's wrong with you? You want me to take him back? Dream on."

Feng Zixuan kept chattering on and on. After a few minutes, Feng Zixuan said he would take Lao Meng back to get a signature, and then hung up the phone.

"Your medical director has such a good relationship with you?"

"The director of the Medical Department of our Union Hospital has a good relationship with me." Luo Hao said expressionlessly.

"Yes, Ye Qingqing is studying at the University of Technology. How is she doing?" Cui Mingyu asked.

"It's OK. We are doing experiments. I don't know when we can get results. Now I have told Qingqing about many things in Gongda. She has done a good job."

The two of them strolled in the night of the imperial capital.

After graduation, it was rare to have a chance to talk. Cui Mingyu was as talkative as Feng Zixuan, and he talked illogically about his idea of ​​a green channel for neonatal heart disease.

To Luo Hao, it was almost a dream.

The baby was delivered in a local hospital, and a cardiac ultrasound was done to confirm the problem. The test results were sent to Anzhen Hospital, and then the 120 ambulance went directly to the high-speed rail station and took the Fuxing train to the capital.

Then the 120 ambulance on the green channel sent the child to Anzhen Hospital with sirens blaring, and he signed directly on stage.

All newborns within a radius of several hundred kilometers can be covered.

This process is like a dream.

However, Luo Hao did not disturb Cui Mingyu's sweet dream. The natural cow and horse has been working hard to cure diseases and save lives. Even if it is a dream, Luo Hao should flatter him and provide some emotional value.

"By the way, Luo Hao, a cancer patient in Panjiayuan has recovered recently."

Cui Mingyu and Luo Hao were very relaxed when chatting, and their words were not logical, just talking about whatever came to their minds.

It seems natural to go from the green channel for congenital heart disease in newborns to the recovery of cancer patients.

Logic doesn't matter at all.

"Isn't that normal?"

"No, no, no, he was a terminally ill cancer patient who had given up treatment. He only had a little money left to spend on a meal and got infected with AIDS."

"???"

"Then the immune system started killing indiscriminately, and AIDS and tumors were all cured." Cui Mingyu said with his hands and feet gesticulating, simulating the immune cells killing indiscriminately.

"Uh..." Luo Hao was stunned.

"Do you think it's possible? Is fighting poison with poison also an idea?"

"Lao Cui, I highly doubt whether you are a PhD student from the eight-year program at Peking Union Medical College." Luo Hao said sarcastically.

"Why."

"The Berlin patient, don't you know? The first person cured of AIDS was someone who first had AIDS and then leukemia. To cure the leukemia, he underwent an allogeneic bone marrow transplant.

Because the transplanted immune cells happen to have a mutation at a site that HIV needs to infect cells, HIV can no longer infect, and both diseases are cured at the same time.”

"Of course I know. I'm asking you if you can fight poison with poison." Cui Mingyu didn't care about Luo Hao's sarcasm.

“It’s not impossible, and it’s not fighting poison with poison in the ordinary sense.

The immune system finds it too troublesome to capture people, verify them, and then behead them, so it decides to destroy them, directly triggering an immune storm and killing everyone it sees.

During this process, various inflammations frequently occur in the human body. As long as the person is still alive after the immune storm is over, basically all problems caused by insufficient immunity can be solved.

Cancer is a masked prisoner. If the verification is not correct, you will not be beheaded. But now the immune storm has come. Your own cells will be killed, and cancer cells cannot escape, and cells infected with HIV cannot escape either.

Why can't it be used as a treatment? Because it's hard to balance. People with strong immunity to storms will kill themselves, while people with weak immunity to storms will just tickle themselves."

"I treated a patient who was poisoned by paraquat a while ago. He had an immune storm and all his organs were failing. I sat by his bed and watched him for three days and three nights before I let Xiaozhuang see him."

"Did you really cure the patient of paraquat poisoning?" Cui Mingyu was surprised.

"Thank goodness the paraquat is now expired. If it were still within its effective period, we might not be able to rescue the person."

Luo Hao began to tell Cui Mingyu about the incident in which feces soup was poured into the helicopter to induce vomiting.

[As the saying goes, a man is a boy until he dies~~~]

As we were chatting, the phone rang again.

Luo Hao picked it up and took a look. It was still Feng Zixuan.

How come he is more clingy than the older girl, calling me all the time.

"Godfather, are you telling me that you are normal? Why do I feel that there is something wrong between you and Director Feng? Should I call you aunt?"

"roll!"

After Luo Hao finished cursing, he answered the phone.

"Director Feng."

"Xiao Luo..." Feng Zixuan was also a little embarrassed, "Well, you are not busy, right?"

"Not busy, just chatting with my older son."

"When will you come back?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"It should be a flight tomorrow night. I have to visit the bosses during the day and talk to them. I see that several bosses want to hold their annual meetings in our provincial capital this year." Luo Hao replied in a serious tone.

"Oh." Feng Zixuan sighed.

Cui Mingyu had a wicked smile on his face and put his ear close to Luo Hao's phone.

"Director Feng, please tell me what you want to say. If I can buy a ticket for tonight, I can fly back now."

"Then thank you for your help." Feng Zixuan was not polite at all. After hearing what Luo Hao said, he agreed directly.

Luo Hao was stunned. He was just being polite, but Director Feng was really trying to climb up the ladder.

It seems that he is really anxious.

"Director Feng, I'll buy the ticket right away. Tell me what's going on and I'll see what to do."

"Alas." Feng Zixuan sighed again, "Xiao Luo, this is the case. One of my younger brothers has shares in the Anorectal Hospital."

Luo Hao tilted his head slightly, so that's how it is.

Life in the hospital was tough, especially in the medical department, which was very hard to endure. He didn't make much money, but he had to do a lot of work.

With Lin Yuming’s example, Luo Hao knew it clearly.

It is a good thing to take something from someone, otherwise you wouldn't be able to make a living, so it is normal for Feng Zixuan to have some shares outside.

The anorectal hospital happens to be one of the most profitable parts of private hospitals, and it is estimated that Director Feng is also involved in medical beauty.

"There was an internet celebrity who had two surgeries in one year, and both failed. Damn it, it must be a ghost." Feng Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "Come and help me take a look. I will control the situation so that it doesn't escalate."

“What a big internet celebrity.”

"20 years old, a millionaire internet celebrity." Feng Zixuan explained helplessly.

It’s easier to talk to Director Feng, as he explains the word “big” very clearly.

"Got it, Director Feng. Let me take a look at the film."

"Come back..." Feng Zixuan paused before he finished speaking, "I'll send it to you right away."

Luo Hao smiled. Director Feng was really a smart guy and he knew what he meant immediately.

"Godfather, you are so busy." Cui Mingyu sighed.

"You're just wasting time. Let me take a look at the medical records. I might need to get someone to help Director Feng solve the problem."

"Shake people?"

"A millionaire internet celebrity has a lot of power." Luo Hao said, and then fell silent, as if he was thinking about something.

"Godfather, you don't want to buy a ticket?"

"It depends on what the disease is. To be honest, there are only a few types of anorectal diseases. Who is the best anorectal doctor you know?"

“!!!” Cui Mingyu understood.

My godfather is really capable. He has already started thinking of bringing people to the imperial capital for consultation and making a good gesture to get things done.

There are several ways to deal with this kind of thing. My godfather's method is definitely the best, but it is too difficult.

As he was speaking, Luo Hao's phone rang. He opened WeChat and began to look through the information.

The patient had surgery for internal hemorrhoids in the largest private anorectal hospital in the provincial capital 10 months ago, and the hemorrhoids recurred 5 months after the surgery.

B-ultrasound examination diagnosed it as perianal abscess.

At this point, the patient had no complaints, and it was probably due to carelessness in eating and drinking that led to the perianal abscess.

So a second operation was performed. Because the abscess was located very deep, the surgeon left a drainage strip in place and adopted conservative treatment.

Gradually, it got better.

But the illness recurred soon after and did not heal.

Until all the patient's patience has been worn out and he is on the verge of a breakdown.

It makes sense. She was a well-known internet celebrity, but she had a hemorrhoid surgery and kept having a fever after the operation, which affected her income.

And there is no way to talk about this matter, no way to gain sympathy.

If someone says that he has hemorrhoids and has not been cured, I wonder what kind of obscene words those lsps on the Internet will say.

"Godfather, the level of your anorectal hospital is quite good." Cui Mingyu said.

"Who would go for an MRI in a private hospital?" Luo Hao said, "The gold standard is MRI. Look, the surgeon didn't even do it the second time."

As he spoke, Luo Hao called Feng Zixuan, "Director Feng, the patient needs an MRI now."

"what?!"

Feng Zixuan was startled.

"I suspect it's not an anal abscess, but some other disease."

"What disease?"

"For example, sacrococcygeal teratoma."

"!!!"

Luo Hao was also in a strange mood. He had just gone to 912 to have an operation for a malignant teratoma, and now Director Feng was treating a patient with a possible sacrococcygeal teratoma.

"Please arrange the MRI and I'll take a look at the film. If necessary, I will definitely bring Director Qian over."

"it is good."

Feng Zixuan agreed without saying anything.

"ASAP!"

There was no answer on the other end, and the call was hung up directly.

Luo Hao continued to chat with Cui Mingyu casually, just like they were having a dorm chat in a college dormitory.

More than an hour later, the film was sent over.

Cui Mingyu leaned over to take a look and said, "No wonder she's an internet celebrity, her waist is so thin."

"Lao Cui, you are just a talker, but when we get to the front, you can't utter a word." Luo Hao said contemptuously.

"Hey." Cui Mingyu smiled and watched the movie seriously.

After a few seconds, his expression froze and he pointed to a location, "What is this?"

(End of this chapter)