White armor

Chapter 484: The Bronze Mirror Reflecting the Eight Diagrams
"Director Shen, stop making trouble and get up." Luo Hao said lightly without even watching Director Shen's "performance".

Director Shen sat up straight with a bit of boredom, "Master Junior, I am just very angry. If it was any other patient's family member, it would be fine, but he is Wen Youren! You are magnanimous, but I cannot."

"Forget it. If I'm not mistaken, he must be in a miserable situation now." Luo Hao sighed.

Feng Zixuan was startled. Xiao Luo was not a kind-hearted person. Even if he saw the sun shining brightly, he would never show mercy when doing something.

As for the matter of Wen Youren instigating the patient's family, the ghost video made by Zhuang Yan was also determined by Feng Zixuan to be privately instructed by Luo Hao.

Although it is not known whether it was Luo Hao who ordered it, Luo Hao did not say a word after the ghost video was released, nor did he stop Zhuang Yan, which already indicates a certain problem.

"Don't look for me next time." Chen Yong came back angrily with a bad look on his face.

"What's going on?" Luo Hao asked calmly.

Feng Zixuan pricked up his ears.

He believed in Chen Yong's ability. It was first at the Women and Children's Hospital that Luo Hao called Chen Yong, and the guy cleared the obstacles in just a few minutes.

What's going on today?
"A bunch of perverts." Chen Yong cursed.

Luo Hao knew that he was not being scolded, so he looked at Chen Yong with a smile and said, "Tell me about it."

"Wen Youren's son is sick. He taught himself psychology and used pua on a girl." Chen Yong said, "The bastard is a pica and a control freak. This girl has m tendencies and her brain seems to have been brainwashed thoroughly by Wen Youren's son."

Uh……

Chen Yong rarely speaks incoherently, and you can easily tell that he is very angry.

It must be because of that little girl, Luo Hao guessed.

"Wen Youren's son controlled the girl's diet, stipulating what she could eat and how much she could eat every day. Then after a few days, the girl would directly poop for him to eat."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The office was quiet.

Even if a serious medical accident occurred, even if Zhuang Yongqiang was furious and came to the respiratory department to demand an explanation, the atmosphere would not be so weird.

Everyone held their breath, recalling what Chen Yong had just said.

What kind of hobby is this?
Controlling people, this is something everyone understands, as for PUA, it’s not like clinicians haven’t experienced it before. It can even be said that almost all clinicians grew up and matured in PUA.

But he controlled a little girl, asked her to control her diet, and then pua her to only eat fixed food and then turned it into food.

This guy is even worse than the monkey in Pantao Garden who used the immobilization technique.

The monkey controlled the seven fairies and stole peaches; Wen Youren's son controlled a little girl and controlled what she ate and excreted.

cough cough cough.

The visual effect is so strong that it is hard to imagine.

"Then if Wen Youren's son gets tired of eating shit and wants to change his taste, he will change the girl's diet. It is said that he claims to be a gourmet and can change the taste of shit through recipes, and the little girl is willing to be a food processing factory."

"Speak nicely and don't be so negative." Luo Hao frowned and said softly, "What food processing factory?"

"Metaphor, metaphor, do you understand?"

"Alas." Luo Hao sighed and looked at Chen Yong viciously.

"Do you know what that drink is?" Chen Yong asked.

Luo Hao shook his head.

Now, in the whole room, only Luo Hao can still communicate with Chen Yong. The others are either too old and unable to accept this perverted change in their outlook on life, or like Zhuang Yan, who has already started to feel nauseous and retching.

"It's the little girl's morning urine, mixed with a little bit of stool. Is it called a cocktail?" Chen Yong said.

"!!!" Luo Hao was surprised, "You play it so fancy?"

"Yeah, I thought pica was just eating some hair at most, and that was the end of it. Humans really have no limits." Chen Yong said.

Luo Hao sighed, "Director Shen, let's just forget it."

Director Shen nodded repeatedly, "Master Junior, you are right, or I will leave first."

"Go ahead and take a picture, make sure there is no real problem." Luo Hao reminded.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll leave first. This is for young people to play, but why do I feel sick every time I listen to it?" Director Shen muttered to himself as he walked out.

What young people? What does this have to do with young people, Luo Hao thought to himself.

When Wen Youren's son grows old, he will definitely become a pervert.

"Luo Hao, what is this called?" Chen Yong asked with a frown.

"coprophilia, translated as coprophagia."

"There are actually people like this. I thought it was just a rare personality disorder written in a book."

"Ugh~~~" Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it anymore. The more she thought about it, the more disgusted she felt, especially the morning urine + stool, which was even more complicated.

"Xiao Zhuang, are you going back to the science department?"

"Well, I'll go back first. I feel uncomfortable here." Zhuang Yan covered her stomach.

"Help me call Lao Meng."

"Gah?"

"Similar cases are rare in the medical record database of Peking Union Medical College, so we need to enrich it." Luo Hao said calmly.

"..."Zhuang Yan wanted to refute, but the Department of Respiratory Medicine was like a cesspool. She felt uncomfortable all over if she didn't stop for even a second.

Zhuang Yan turned around and ran away without even having time to agree.

"Xiao Luo, this...what does this mean?" Feng Zixuan was also helpless, but the air in the office was particularly sticky, making it difficult for him to breathe, so he asked.

"Alas, it's a kind of XP, a very strange XP."

"Uh." Feng Zixuan was speechless and choked.

"Very rarely. The most recent example was in JM City. One day, the police received a call saying that a man broke into the women's restroom."

"When the police arrived, they saw that the man was enjoying the meal."

"..." Chen Yong sighed, "Let's talk about something happy. This thing is too disgusting."

"Yeah." Luo Hao followed suit and did not continue discussing the topic.

Wen Youren's son had strange habits. As for the lung infection, it was probably caused by the E. coli and other bacteria contained in the stool stuck in the mouth entering the lungs through breathing.

It is not necessarily true that there was choking and coughing, and it is possible that Wen Youren’s son did not lie about this.

But he might as well have lied.

"They are really a perfect match." Luo Hao couldn't help but say this.

"Change the subject!" Chen Yong reminded loudly.

"Don't be so dirty, be careful not to damage your moral integrity." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Director Feng, Director Shen was beaten, what should we do next?"

"That's all. I'll ask Director Tang to check it out later. If there's any result, I'll give it to Wen Youren. Speaking of which, I can really bring this up in my daily life in the future."

Luo Hao and Chen Yong looked at Feng Zixuan in surprise.

"Some things will be punished if you do them." Feng Zixuan said seriously, "It's better to be more respectful. Even if you have thoughts about Wen Youren, you still have to be cautious."

"I can have less trouble. At least I don't want to have to deal with patients' families being instigated to refuse treatment."

"Then, thank you very much, Director Feng." Luo Hao thanked him sincerely.

Feng Zixuan nodded but said nothing.

Both of them knew how much trouble this matter would cause, so no one was polite.

"Let's go." Luo Hao stood up, "Chen Yong, what did your old Liu say?"

"I haven't told her yet. She's very stubborn. If I tell her these things, she won't want to eat for three days. The key is that she won't eat, and she'll drag me along with her. If I dare to eat a bite, she'll strangle me and fight me."

"Oh? Is not eating for three days a metaphor?"

"It's a plain description, at least." Chen Yong was a little frustrated.

"Then you decide for yourself."

This matter has nothing to do with Luo Hao, and he is too lazy to care about it. It is just a matter between the couple, so why should he care so much about it?

"By the way, my master asked me to give you something." Chen Yong suddenly said.

"thing?"

"Didn't I say I wanted to pray for you? My master said you have a tough life, so I sent you a small item by mail."

"Postal delivery? SF Express, JD.com, or something else."

Luo Hao expressed his incomprehension of Chen Yong's use of this word.

Normally, the things the old man gave me should be rare treasures, but they were just mailed to me in such a simple way?
Aren't you afraid of losing it? This is too mundane, without any sense of mystery.

"I forgot about it. It's still at the express delivery station. I'll go pick it up today..." Chen Yong concluded.

"..."

forget!

Luo Hao forgot about this matter.

What a great thing it can be that something can be delivered and left at the delivery station and forgotten for several days.

I guess it can be considered a souvenir at most, or a refrigerator magnet of No. 209 Institute.

"Okay, okay, then bring it to me tomorrow." Luo Hao said perfunctorily.

Seeing that Luo Hao was somewhat uninterested, Chen Yong smiled and said, "Luo Hao, it's a good thing, but I just forgot about it."

"Yeah, yeah, good stuff." Luo Hao said perfunctorily.

Chen Yong was a little unconvinced, and his rebellious psychology exploded. "Change your clothes and go to the express delivery station to pick it up. I will teach you how to use it."

"No, just bring it tomorrow."

"Luo Hao, the sincerity that the master gave you is a good thing." Chen Yong became more determined as he saw that Luo Hao was less attentive, as if he had already forgotten that he had thrown that thing at the express delivery station for several days.

"I'm at work. I'll talk to you after get off work."

Luo Hao answered casually.

Back in the department, Luo Hao was brushing his paper, while Zhuang Yan was absent-minded, always wanting to tell Meng Liangren what had just happened. But every time she was about to say it, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Hey.

Luo Hao found it interesting.

After a while, the chief resident of the respiratory department sent a test report to Luo Hao, indicating that E. coli was indeed found in the bottle of "drink".

The remaining liquid has been subjected to a routine urine test, and it is estimated that substances unique to urine such as urobilinogen may be detected.

Morning urine + stool, Wen Youren's son really has a good appetite, Luo Hao praised him in his heart.

After get off work, Chen Yong refused to give in and pulled Luo Hao to get the "treasure" that his master had given to Luo Hao immediately.

Luo Hao had no choice but to get in the car and take Chen Yong and Liu Yiyi to the express delivery station.

"Professor Luo, please invite Da Nizi to your house for dinner tonight." Liu Yiyi invited warmly.

If Chen Yong had said this, Luo Hao would have refused without hesitation, but since Lao Liu had asked, he had to go. "Okay, I'm driving. Send a message to Da Nizi and ask her to take a taxi."

"Can't you buy a car for the girl?"

"She lives 300 meters away from Harbin, why would she buy a car?" Luo Hao fastened his seat belt and started the Peugeot 307.

"By the way, Professor Luo, I recently saw that the Xiaomi SU7 has a front trunk, which is transparent and waterproof." Liu Yiyi suddenly said.

"?"

"!"

Luo Hao was stunned and immediately thought of it.

"Okay, I'll modify the boss' fishing car later. It's really Boss Lei, he thinks of everything." Luo Hao sighed, "If I catch a big fish, put it in the front trunk, and fly around the Jinshui Bridge..."

"Luo Hao, this is a bit too much. Just driving around the community is enough. Why don't you drive to Jinmen and drive around the Jintang Bridge?"

Luo Hao did not reply, but thought carefully, wondering how he could satisfy his boss.

Luo Hao doesn’t usually take the fishing car very seriously, after all, he doesn’t fish.

When the luck value is high, the fish will jump onto the hook by themselves, which is quite boring.

"I heard something from Ma Zhuang a few days ago."

"What did Ma Zhuang say?" Liu Yiyi asked with a smile.

"He went to Lüda to play by sea, and brought a few logo models with him." Chen Yong gossiped with a smile.

Luo Hao was stunned. Is this how Chen Yong always commits suicide at home?

Doesn't he have any idea at all?

"When we got on the boat and went out to sea, the girls started vomiting. Are they seasick?"

"That's really disappointing." Luo Hao took advantage of Liu Yiyi's silence and quickly made amends for Chen Yong.

"No, no, no, he did it on purpose. He used vomit to make a nest."

"Get lost!" Liu Yiyi grabbed Chen Yong's neck with a naked choke in the back row, "I knew you were deliberately saying these disgusting things to annoy me."

"Hahaha, isn't this just a precaution for Luo Hao?"

Hmm? Vaccination?
"Luo Hao, the food in my house is not very delicious, you know that."

Liu Yiyi didn't refute this time, it seemed that she knew it in her heart.

"How bad can it be? Can it be worse than what you eat in England? It's not like I haven't eaten dry bread before."

According to Luo Hao's understanding of Chen Yong, he would start to complain now. But this time Chen Yong didn't say anything, he just laughed.

"Professor Luo, I usually only eat fat-reducing meals. After Chen Yong came to live here, he wanted to eat meat. He couldn't live without meat for a meal. I was also greedy, so I thought of some new ways to cook it."

Luo Hao thought that he probably saw that he had gone to the express delivery station near his home to pick up the package, and it would be impolite not to go over for a meal.

"It's okay, let me see what you usually eat."

"What do you two want to eat?" Liu Yiyi asked.

"Yesterday we had catfish stewed with eggplant. Bamboo escaped from prison just as the dish was ready. When I got home from work, it was still warm, just right for mixing with rice. I prefer to eat with rice, it's delicious."

"Professor Luo, eating like this will make you fat." Liu Yiyi said.

Luo Hao looked up and glanced at Liu Yiyi in the rearview mirror.

Perfect muscle lines.

It seems that Old Liu has worked very hard to maintain such a perfect figure.

However, no matter how bad it tastes, it is probably better than dry bread, otherwise Chen Yong would have complained bitterly.

"Professor Luo, let's order takeout." Liu Yiyi suggested.

"No need, we'll eat what you normally eat." Luo Hao said, "I ate too much yesterday, so today is a good time to lose some fat. The girl has also gained weight recently and is trying to lose weight. It's a good opportunity to let her learn from you."

Chen Yong hesitated to speak, and finally laughed, "Old Liu, listen to him."

After that, without waiting for Liu Yiyi to speak, Chen Yong said to Luo Hao mysteriously, "Luo Hao, I think my master gave you some of his hidden things."

"Oh? What?"

"I don't know. My master has a lot of good stuff in his chest. When I left, I thought he would give me some for self-defense, but he said no."

"Need not?"

"I don't need it. Isn't that infuriating? I haven't gone to get it these past few days, mainly because I'm jealous." Chen Yong said mysteriously, trying to whet Luo Hao's interest.

"..." Luo Hao was silent.

Chen Yong spoke so nicely. He had forgotten that his master had given him a souvenir that could be delivered by express, and Chen Yong had forgotten it at the express delivery station. But after he mentioned it, it turned out to be a rare treasure.

But Luo Hao didn't care. The luck value that the old man prayed for him was still there.

Seeing a doctor a few times is no big deal. This acupuncture treatment for cataracts is not a major surgery. By the way, I also brought back a copy of Mr. Youzhi’s homemade stuff.

I will have the opportunity to perform related operations on Boss Chai and Boss Zhou in the future.

After all, acupuncture causes less trauma and is similar to minimally invasive surgery.

Chatting and laughing, time passed quickly and they slowly arrived at the gate of Liu Yiyi's community.

Just then a car drove away, and Luo Hao backed into the parking space.

Everyone has long been accustomed to this scene.

When he arrived at the express delivery station, Chen Yong reported the order number and picked up the package.

He weighed it, his face a little solemn, and he couldn't even wait to go home, so he opened the package directly at the door of the express station.

"Chen Yong, this isn't a good idea. What if the old man gave me a treasure?"

"What if? How can you talk like that? What my master gave you is a treasure! There's no such thing as a what if! It's almost the only one in the world." Chen Yong shouted.

"Then you open it here..."

"It's okay, I'll take a look, mainly out of curiosity."

Chen Yong is indeed a friend of women. His hand speed in opening the package is comparable to Luo Hao's hand speed in performing surgery. He tears the package with his bare hands, with standard and fast posture.

An ancient bronze mirror appeared in Chen Yong's hand.

"I knew that Master really gave it to you." Chen Yong's tone was complicated and a little regretful, and even Luo Hao could hear a sense of relief.

"What good stuff? The craftsmanship looks a bit rough." Luo Hao reached out to take it, but Chen Yong held the bronze mirror tightly and refused to let go.

"Hey, it's mine!" Luo Hao reminded.

"I know. I just want to cherish it." Chen Yong rubbed the back of the bronze mirror with his fingers, reluctant to let go.

Luo Hao also touched it and found the workmanship to be rough. He said it had a history of more than a hundred years, but he himself did not believe it.

And it's definitely not made in Yiwu, Yiwu can't produce such a crude product. Maybe it's made in a small workshop in Beihe Village, but it is said that the quality of the products there is also improving.

But Luo Hao didn't care. Whatever the gift was, it was a token of thoughtfulness, so it didn't matter.

"Luo Hao, let me show you something fun." Chen Yong took the bronze mirror back violently.

Luo Hao didn't grab it either. It's true, Chen Yong's acting is getting more and more realistic. The feeling of being reluctant to leave seems real.

Now he can go act and crush all the young handsome guys.

Chen Yong held the bronze mirror in his hand, and suddenly Luo Hao felt a gust of wind blowing past.

It was as if he was casting a spell. At this moment, Chen Yong had become somewhat graceful and looked as if he was floating in the air.

Before Luo Hao could complain in his heart, he was soon stunned.

Suddenly, a shadow of the Bagua diagram appeared on the ground. It was a Yin-Yang Bagua diagram with minute details, and it was extremely realistic.

Is this caused by the reflection of light from the bronze mirror? Luo Hao was stunned.

If you look at it this way, it is indeed interesting.

"Huh? What is this?" Liu Yiyi asked, looking at the light and shadow.

"What a treasure! I asked my master for it before and even got a few cats to steal it. But my master was too cunning and the cats couldn't get in at all." Chen Yong felt a little regretful.

Luo Hao took the bronze mirror and looked at the back of the mirror from several angles in the light of the express station.

The back looks flat and feels a bit rough, but if you look closely you can see an embossed line drawing pattern there.

It should be the pattern on the back of the bronze mirror that makes the thickness of different positions on the mirror surface inconsistent, coupled with the residual stress of casting. As the mirror surface is ground and polished, the thickness of the bronze mirror becomes thinner and thinner.

Residual stresses in the casting as it cools cause elastic deformation of the copper mirror's surface, creating a subtle undulating pattern.

Moreover, the pattern on the front of the mirror corresponds to the pattern on the back, so under the setting sun, a realistic Yin-Yang Bagua pattern appears.

This thing was indeed a good thing in ancient times.

Casting alone requires master-level skills and meticulous craftsmanship. But now, Luo Hao feels that family workshops in Yiwu and Beihe can do it.

And they only give you as much as you want, which is not worth the money at all.

"Hey? Bro, where did you buy this bronze mirror?"

A man in his forties looked curious and came over.

"It was given to me by an elderly family member." Luo Hao smiled.

"That's not right." The middle-aged man looked around, stretched out his hand and was about to speak, but was blocked by Chen Yong.

He knew that Chen Yong didn't want to touch the bronze mirror himself, but he didn't insist. "I have one here too, from Yiwu, less than a hundred yuan."

As he spoke, he took out his bronze mirror.

Sure enough, this thing has been commercialized. Although the circle in which it is circulated may be relatively small, it can still be seen everywhere. Luo Hao smiled.

Chen Yong frowned, looked at it for a few seconds, then relaxed his brows and praised, "Brother, yours is a good thing, ours is not good."

The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Yong and said, "Hahaha, how about we switch?"

"It was given to me by an elder in my family, so I won't exchange it." Luo Hao said with a smile.

"Brother, let's talk about whether you will sell this to me?" asked the middle-aged man.

"Aren't they all the same? They're all produced on an assembly line." Luo Hao felt strange and said perfunctorily.

"Yeah, just for fun. Why don't you name a price?" The middle-aged man said with a smile, "I'm also a believer. Yours doesn't have any rust, and it doesn't look like an antique. It's probably from a small workshop in Beihe. I don't have to buy it, so let's make a pair."

Luo Hao shook his head and smiled as he was about to put the bronze mirror away.

"Wait, 500, how about it?" the middle-aged man shouted immediately.

"Not for sale." Luo Hao said with a smile.

"1000!"

"Brother, we... only buy, not sell." Luo Hao looked at the middle-aged man helplessly and reiterated.

"Oh, it's not a good thing. Do you think I'm collecting antiques when I offer a price? Hahahaha, there aren't that many antiques in Northeast China, especially here. The oldest ones can be traced back to a few hundred years ago. Can you still call them antiques?"

"This was given to me by an elder in my family. I really can't sell it." Luo Hao then put the bronze mirror into his trouser pocket.

"Ding dong~~~"

The system prompt sounds immediately.

(End of this chapter)