White armor

Chapter 482 I understand, I understand

Ma Zhuang knew what Professor Lei meant, but he didn't fully understand.

He was surprised that this doctor who was in his forties and looked like a senior expert actually flattered Professor Luo in both open and covert ways? !

However, the female savage's disease was cured, and the stones that were excreted were like the stones in Ma Zhuang's heart that fell to the ground.

He hesitated for a moment, but didn't call and just left a message.

At this point, Professor Luo is probably very angry, and I don't want to get into trouble.

Professor Lei was a little dissatisfied when he saw that Ma Zhuang had only sent a message, and wondered whether he should call Luo Hao himself.

Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang.

Taking out his cell phone and taking a look, Professor Lei's eyelids were twitching constantly, so fast that it was difficult for him to open his eyes.

The words [Wen Youren (General Manager of Donglian Mine)] above almost made Professor Lei's heart stop beating.

I still remember that nearly a year ago, Wen Youren called me and asked about the Interventional Department. I casually complained about the illegal use of iodized oil by them and despised the Interventional Department for snatching liver cancer patients.

I didn't expect that this bastard Wen Youren would actually report Luo Hao by real name. The whole process was so terrifying that Boss Chai even rushed from the imperial capital to Donglian to endorse Luo Hao.

Luo Hao then came to the First Hospital of Medical University.

The initial hostility and subsequent fear all originated from this.

Why the hell did Wen Youren call me!
Professor Lei wanted to hang up the phone, but he was still worried, not knowing what Wen Youren was going to do.

What if this bastard, with the idea of ​​fighting to the death, directly told Luo Hao that he was the one who said that the iodized oil used in the intervention was illegal? !

Professor Lei almost regretted his decision.

But at this point, he turned and left, returning to his lounge to answer the phone.

"Professor Lei." Wen Youren's voice was filled with tears.

"Director Wen, I know your situation, but I can't help you." Professor Lei said helplessly.

Even Professor Lei dislikes such stupid behavior as instigating patients to sue hospitals.

"No, no, no, not a patient, but my son."

"Your son?" Professor Lei was stunned.

He remembered that Wen Youren's son was studying Chinese at the Foreign Languages ​​College over here.

Damn! What the hell is this major! Nowadays, universities are really blind in their attempts to make money. Foreign Languages ​​University teaches Chinese! How dare they set up this major?

Professor Lei cursed in his mind.

"My son had a fever and was hospitalized again. They said he had severe pneumonia. This happened three times a year. Last time, I secretly went to the Second Hospital. He had widespread pneumonia, but they didn't say why. I suspected it was caused by immunity, but the examination showed nothing was wrong."

Wen Youren was obviously confused, and what he said was a mess.

"Now?" asked Professor Lei.

"My son is in the respiratory department of the Medical University. He's already on an IV. Professor Lei, please help me. I'll drive over right away."

"Let me say hello." Professor Lei said lightly, and then he remembered that his contact with Wen Youren would have a series of unimaginable consequences, and he wondered how to make things clear to Wen Youren and cut ties so that he would not bother him in the future.

What a troublesome guy! Professor Lei was also worried.

"Professor Lei, I know you helped me. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Before Professor Lei could say anything, Wen Youren handed over the knife first.

Professor Lei's back teeth were almost broken by biting his teeth. This didn't mean he wouldn't say it in the future, but it was a reminder for himself to be careful of him and end up in trouble.

"As long as my son's diagnosis is clear, I won't contact you in the future. Is that okay with you?" Wen Youren asked.

I am!

Wen Youren must have thought of dragging himself into this!

Professor Lei's hair and beard stood on end. The truth was enough to make the director of Donglian's general surgery department die.

No matter who I offended, I was inadvertently tied to Wen Youren.

Professor Lei was in tears.

"Professor Lei? Professor Lei?" Wen Youren said hurriedly.

He seemed to know that what he did was wrong, but because of his son's concern, Wen Youren was already confused.

"Okay, I'll go take a look. Say hello to their director and take a good look."

"Thank you, Professor Lei."

After hanging up the phone, Professor Lei thought about Wen Youren with gritted teeth.

This guy is really not a good person. Most people don't talk like this. He must have regarded that matter as his weakness, so he drew the knife in a desperate situation.

damn thing.

Professor Lei was extremely distressed, but he had no choice but to go out and check out the respiratory department.

"Professor Lei, where are you going?" The resident CEO was also getting ready to go to bed, and when he saw that Professor Lei was not asleep, he asked.

Professor Lei was in a very bad mood and walked out of the ward with a cold face.

Going to the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Professor Lei found Wen Youren’s son.

He was lying on the hospital bed, and had already started receiving an IV drip with high-grade antibiotics. It was obvious at a glance that his condition was serious.

A girl about 20 years old sat obediently by the bed to accompany him.

Pouring water, measuring temperature, being gentle and considerate.

Damn, this bastard Wen Youren is really lucky to have found such a good daughter-in-law, Professor Lei thought to himself.

Professor Lei found the hospital manager and learned about the patient's condition.

It turned out that this was not the first time that Wen Youren's son was hospitalized in the Department of Respiratory Medicine of the Medical University. This was his third time.

In addition, he was also hospitalized in the Second Hospital and the Provincial Hospital, and was diagnosed with severe lung infection.

No wonder Wen Youren was anxious. A young man in his 20s always suffered from serious lung infections. It would be strange if he was not anxious.

If it weren't for the test results, Professor Lei would have suspected that it was caused by AIDS.

The film is on the computer. It was just shot and is still hot.

"Professor Lei, is he your relative?" asked the chief resident of the respiratory department.

Although her tone was friendly, this sentence made Professor Lei feel sick.

"No, it's just someone I know." Professor Lei looked at the film and answered in a muffled voice.

"Oh oh oh."

The chief resident in the respiratory department didn't think much of it.

This kind of thing is very common in hospitals. Usually, it can be solved by just making a phone call. It is very rare for people to come in person.

There must be some connection for Professor Lei to come here in person.

But when she saw that Professor Lei was unwilling to talk, she tactfully did not ask any further questions.

On the film, there are large infiltrated shadows in both lungs, which looks a bit like lobar pneumonia.

"Is it Yang?" Professor Lei asked.

"It doesn't look like that on the film." The chief resident of the respiratory department explained, "It looks more like aspiration pneumonia. Look at the last film."

As he spoke, the chief resident of the respiratory department pulled out the films of Wen Youren's son's last hospitalization.

The image performance is similar.

"The large shadow does look like lobar pneumonia, but there are small infiltrated shadows around it, and there is no tumor, so it is considered an inhalation infection. The patient and his family were asked, and they all said there was no history of aspiration."

This is a headache, Professor Lei thought to himself.

"Professor Lei, don't worry. Since he is someone you...know, I'll tell you the truth. I was the one who took care of him the last time he came. Five days of antibiotics and hormones will be enough. There's no problem."

The chief resident of the respiratory department gave his full account of the situation.

Doctors rarely talk like this.

But Professor Lei felt a little uncomfortable, because Wen Youren really wanted a clear diagnosis.

The real person is really a toad, very annoying.

Forget it, I'll go see Director Shen tomorrow and see if he has any ideas.

Two hours later, Wen Youren arrived.

Seeing that Professor Lei was still in the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Wen Youren was so moved that tears filled his eyes.

He knew that Professor Lei knew he was acting, and Professor Lei knew that he knew he knew he was acting, but the two of them still acted out a bit.

After explaining his thoughts, Professor Lei left. Tomorrow, he will ask Director Shen to take a look and the matter will be dropped.

If Wen Youren still doesn't know what's good for him, he should go to Professor Luo and apologize first.

Damn it, I just said it casually, what can Professor Luo do to me? Professor Lei probably understands Luo Hao's logic, as long as I have a good attitude, there should be no problem.

As for Wen Youren, let him fend for himself.

Want to threaten me with this? Maybe in the next life.

……

The next morning, Professor Lei performed surgery.

After stepping down, he contacted Director Shen immediately and invited Director Shen to the Department of Respiratory Medicine during the lunch break.

Director Shen tied up his shiny bald head and read through the entire medical history and films, then fell into deep thought.

"Director Shen? What do you think?" Professor Lei waited for 3 minutes, and seeing that Director Shen was still in deep thought, he called out.

"Why are you shouting? I just had some thoughts and you interrupted me. If you have the ability, do it yourself." Director Shen scolded mercilessly, as if he was scolding his own son.

Everyone knows that Director Shen has a bad temper. The emperor comes first and he comes second.

Ever since Luo Hao came, it has become unclear who is first between the king and Luo Hao, and Director Shen is third.

That's about it.

Professor Lei did not retort when he was scolded, but just smiled and said, "Director Shen, I'm sorry, what are you thinking about?"

"Me?" Director Shen curled his lips, his head was shiny and greasy, like a 200-watt light bulb.

As he said that, he took out his cell phone.

The moment he dialed the phone, Professor Lei's heart sank to his anus.

The hemorrhoids seemed to be throbbing like crazy.

Because he saw Director Shen's expression change from disdain to flattery in an extremely smooth transition, he immediately understood who Director Shen was calling.

"Master Junior, I have a patient here who looks a little strange when he looks at the film."

Sure enough, Professor Lei heard the words he least wanted to hear.

"Oh, then you go for the surgery first. I'll wait for you in the respiratory department."

Director Shen hung up the phone and continued to watch the film with his shiny hair tied up. The film seemed to be better than the short movie in the book, and Director Shen just watched it carefully, as if in a trance.

Professor Lei groaned inwardly. What if Luo Hao came and saw him and Wen Youren colluding with each other?

Forget it, I'd better go and apologize early, so that I won't be framed by Wen Youren and won't be able to meet Professor Luo in the future.

He made up his mind, tiptoed out of the office and went straight to the interventional catheterization room.

After entering the catheterization room, Professor Lei was shocked to see a blindfolded... robot standing in the corridor and performing compressions.

Professor Lei's eyes almost popped out.

I heard that Luo Hao has had contact with Gongda and a robot dog company, and they are working on several projects.

I also heard that robots have begun to be used in interventional operating rooms.

But when the robot appeared in front of him, Professor Lei was still shocked.

The blindfolded robot looked a bit strange, very different from the one in the movie. It was more like a cyberpunk world, as if the door to the interventional catheterization room was a door to another dimension, opening and closing it to reveal two different worlds.

"Qingqing, that's about all the questions. I'll go back and ask Professor Li to make a package for the robot." Luo Hao's voice came out, "This looks scary, it can only be used for older patients with a high degree of acceptance.

It's an old patient who comes to the hospital frequently, not an elderly patient. Forget it, I won't explain this to you."

"Okay, I've got it down and will do it when I get back." "Eyes, what do you think?" Luo Hao asked again.

"It's good to be blindfolded. These are just details and not important. Senior brother, don't mind it." Ye Qingqing smiled and said, "Don't you think that being blindfolded makes you look more like an ancient assassin?"

"Your assassin is blind. Maybe you played too many games and thought of Lee Sin."

Luo Hao scolded with a smile and walked out of the operating room.

When Luo Hao saw Professor Lei head-on, he was stunned. This was a rare guest.

"Professor Luo." Professor Lei's waist was already bent.

"Hello, hello, what a rare guest. Professor Lei, do you have any instructions?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.

Professor Lei saw that the robot had finished pressing and began to apply pressure bandage skillfully.

The pressure bandage is very sticky, but the robot does it very skillfully, more than an ordinary doctor in applying pressure bandage to patients.

His eyelids kept twitching, and the tangled thoughts in his mind suddenly disappeared.

"Professor Luo, excuse me."

"You're welcome." Luo Hao smiled. "I'll talk to Qingqing first. Professor Lei, please wait a moment."

"I have something else to do, so you can go back first." Luo Hao told Ye Qingqing, "Who do you think is suitable?"

"Lu Han, right?"

The exchanges and interactions between Ye Qingqing and Luo Hao were extremely difficult for others to understand, but the two of them could communicate without any hindrance.

"Lu Han, so handsome, how about Andy Lau?"

"too old."

"Then Chen Yong?"

"You saw two Chen Yongs at once. Don't you think you saw a ghost?"

"That seems to be the case. Then I'll ask Professor Li to make one for us. It just needs to be something we can communicate with. A metal frame alone would look really weird. It doesn't have to be handsome, just ordinary and friendly."

After saying a few words, Luo Hao sent Ye Qingqing away to change clothes and returned to Professor Lei.

"Professor Lei, what can I do for you?"

"Professor Luo, this is what's going on." Professor Lei made up his mind and told the whole story, while also insulting Wen Youren a few times to vent his inner frustration.

Luo Hao listened with a smile and said nothing.

Change clothes while listening.

Professor Lei repeated nervously, "Professor Luo, Wen Youren and I really only met at the beginning of the school. I admit that I was..."

"Well, you general surgeons look at interventional medicine differently, I know." Luo Hao smiled, as if he had guessed something and was not surprised.

"Uh." Professor Lei was speechless for a moment.

This seems to be different from what I thought.

"If I have to blame anyone, I have to blame my boss. Interventional treatment for liver cancer has not been included in the guidelines because of my boss's pressure."

"!!!"

"I'm tired of suppressing it and can't do it anymore. Seeing that I started to do it, interventional treatment was added to the guidelines last year." Luo Hao chatted with a smile.

Professor Lei burst into tears after hearing this.

"Normal, I understand." Luo Hao said with a smile, "What patient? I'll go take a look."

"Wen Youren's son."

"What's the patient's condition?" Luo Hao didn't seem to hear the three words "Wen Youren", but asked Professor Lei about the patient's medical history.

Professor Lei was stunned.

Oh, it turns out that Wen Youren’s son is a patient in Professor Luo’s mind.

Seeing that Luo Hao didn't mind too much, Professor Lei breathed a sigh of relief and followed Luo Hao to "report" his medical history.

He studied it all night and could say that he knew it by heart.

Moreover, Wen Youren's son's medical history was not complicated, just recurrent pneumonia, and AIDS and impotence had been ruled out.

Luo Hao nodded as he listened, as if he was thinking about something.

"Professor Luo, I heard that you have recorded all the medical records in the Union Medical College Medical Records Library for a hundred years?" Professor Lei rushed to provide emotional value, "What do you think?"

"You have to look at the patient." Luo Hao shrugged and spread his hands. "Look, smell, ask, palpate, and listen. How can you know if you don't look at the patient?"

"..."

Although Professor Lei knew that Luo Hao was not targeting him, he always felt that he was being ignored.

"Brother!" Zhuang Yan caught up with him from behind, "Wait for me."

"Go back and write the medical record carefully." Luo Hao said.

"I'll go look at the difficult cases."

Zhuang Yan had a hundred thousand questions and was extremely curious, especially about some difficult and complicated diseases.

Luo Hao did not refuse and continued to ponder.

Arriving at the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Luo Hao went to the ward first.

After seeing Wen Youren, Luo Hao ignored him and asked about his medical history first.

Wen Youren was quite embarrassed when he saw Luo Hao, but fortunately Luo Hao didn't say anything and the two of them just passed each other.

After leaving the ward, Zhuang Yan's face looked extremely ugly and pale, with a hint of sweat on her forehead and temples.

Luo Hao felt strange, "Xiao Zhuang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, senior brother." Zhuang Yan replied stubbornly.

"Hypoglycemia? Go to the treatment room and ask the nurse to give you a bottle of 5 sugar."

"It's not hypoglycemia, I just feel a little nauseous." Zhuang Yan replied.

"nausea?"

Luo Hao didn't care and went back to the office to watch the movie.

Director Shen was quite enthusiastic and began to talk about his understanding of the patient's imaging.

A young man suffers from severe pneumonia frequently, which is indeed a rheumatology and immunology disease.

Luo Hao just opened the AI ​​diagnosis and took a look. It’s just pneumonia.

It was not a rheumatic autoimmune disease, Director Shen had made a mistake, but Luo Hao didn't know where the problem came from.

Normally, young men at the age of 22 are in good health.

You may not get sick once a year, so how can pneumonia come from recurring and not being cured?

Director Shen talked about his views on Wen Youren's son's pneumonia, but Luo Hao was wondering what he had missed.

Concealing medical history may be the case.

After all, there were multiple signs of infiltrative inflammation in the film, which was similar to the previous film, so Luo Hao was more inclined to believe it was aspiration.

But Wen Youren's son and his girlfriend both denied this.

That’s strange, what’s wrong?

Luo Hao tried hard to recall the relevant information in the Union Medical College medical records database, but this time he came to nothing. Even his own Union Medical College medical records database did not have the corresponding medical records.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, could it be that Wen Youren's son had a strange disease that could be named after him?
This is too evil.

There is a reason why rare diseases are rare. Luo Hao had no choice but to think that there was something wrong with the AI ​​diagnosis. He could only search for rheumatism and immunology-related diseases on his own.

While thinking, Luo Hao wrote down the relevant inspections on A4 paper with a pen and carried out identification one by one.

Professor Lei was dumbfounded by the unfamiliar examinations one after another. What were they all?

But when he looked closely at Director Shen's expression, he found that Director Shen felt sympathetic.

Rheumatologists are all freaks, Professor Lei thought to himself.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Luo Hao was thinking when there was a knock on the door.

Wen Youren stood at the door, looking conflicted and embarrassed.

"Director Wen, come in." Luo Hao looked up, smiled, and greeted him gently.

"I dare not say that." Wen Youren lowered his head, tried to walk to Luo Hao's side, and said humbly, "Professor Luo... Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, just seeing a doctor."

"I have resigned from my job to start my own business, and I plan to retire due to illness in five years," Wen Youren said bitterly.

"It's getting harder and harder to retire due to illness nowadays. It's impressive that Director Wen can handle it." Luo Hao replied calmly.

“???” Countless thoughts arose in Wen Youren’s mind.

Could it be that Luo Hao was planning to just treat himself as a fart?

But soon Wen Youren felt completely hopeless when he thought of his son's illness.

Even if I have to retire, it will all be worth it as long as my son's illness can be clearly diagnosed.

"Professor Luo, I know you have a high level of diagnostic skills."

"Director Wen, we are old colleagues. To be honest, your son's condition is really rare." Luo Hao sighed, "Let's do these tests first. I will follow up on the specific results. I hope we can get a clear diagnosis."

“……”Wen Youren was speechless.

"Looking at the film, it looks like aspiration." Luo Hao said, "You have also seen patients lying on the hospital bed after surgery and drinking porridge, and the porridge suddenly went into their respiratory tract. This is the symptom."

"But my son used to be a sports student. He is in good health and doesn't have the habit of eating while lying down," Wen Youren explained.

"Yes, both the patient and you gave a negative answer. This is a difficult thing." Luo Hao told the truth.

Wen Youren's face darkened.

"Uncle Junior Master, are you saying this is a specific manifestation of lupus? I have seen similar cases, although the images don't support it."

Lupus erythematosus!

Wen Youren's head buzzed.

"It doesn't look like it. Let's check first." Luo Hao said in a deep voice.

Of course he had considered lupus erythematosus, but Luo Hao had already denied it.

"Ugh~~~"

Just as Director Shen was about to speak, he heard the sound of retching beside him.

Zhuang Yan’s face turned pale and she ran out covering her mouth with her hands.

???

???

Everyone was stunned.

After all, she was the daughter of Dean Zhuang, so no one made excessive jokes. But everyone was wondering, was Xiaozhuang pregnant? Whose baby was it?
Could it be Lao Meng's? Luo Hao pursed his lips, his expression serious.

That bastard Lao Meng did such a big thing secretly?
A few minutes later, Zhuang Yan came back with a pale face.

"Xiao Zhuang, come here." Luo Hao waved.

"Brother, I'm fine."

"Sit down and give me your right wrist."

Luo Hao stretched out his hand and placed it on the radial artery of Zhuang Yan's right hand.

The air in the office was almost stagnant and everyone held their breath.

I was just gossiping and eating melons, but I didn't expect that the gossip would end up on Dean Zhuang.

"you……"

20 seconds later, Luo Hao frowned, stared at Zhuang Yan, and his tone was a little strange.

(End of this chapter)