White armor

Chapter 492 Choice is greater than effort
Various so-called smart homes have appeared many years ago.

But for someone like Xiao Ai, her intelligence level is hard to describe. It is no exaggeration to say that Xiao Ai's IQ of 40 is a very high evaluation.

Luo Hao's robot can answer questions fluently like a real person and can also use modal particles to express its meaning.

This is too advanced!
Director Song was a little confused, staring at the AI ​​robot, and soon sparks began to burn in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang, who is in the next bed, is from the Second Medical University. He said that the surgeries there are average, and they don't even do superselection of blood vessels."

"Harm." said the robot.

It actually said another onomatopoeia!

It actually uses onomatopoeia to express its emotions and tone just like humans.

"That's not the case. Superselection has its advantages, and it causes less damage. But it also has disadvantages. For example, once the Yellow River water is blocked, the pressure in the blood vessels will increase, and other things..."

The robot began to explain relevant scientific content to the patient, and Director Song was stunned.

This is more professional than ordinary doctors. How does he do it?
When speaking, the robot has its own logic, and its logic sounds no different from that of a real person.

If I hadn’t watched it turn on with my own eyes and put on sunglasses, I wouldn’t have thought it was a robot from now on.

"Young doctor, why haven't I seen you in the ward?" asked the patient.

"As for me, I'm an intern doctor." The robot's mask moved, and Director Song knew that if it wasn't wearing a mask, it would be smiling.

This works too!
And who taught the AI ​​robot to speak nonsense? The intern doctor told lies without hesitation.

"You can tell from my accent that I'm from the south. I speak Mandarin OK, but it's a little stiff."

"Yes, yes, yes, I also said that you don't sound like a local." The patient quickly agreed.

Director Song really opened his eyes today.

Before coming here, she thought robots were just clumsy things, and being able to control the pressure was already a very advanced technology.

Unexpectedly, Luo Hao's robot not only followed behind like a dog to receive the lead coat, but also chatted with the patient freely. After talking for so long, the patient didn't even notice anything.

This is too stupid.

Director Song listened to the robot chatting with the patient as if in a dream.

After 15 minutes, the robot released its pressing hand and said, "Bandage it, and then send you back."

"Young man, do you have a partner?" the patient asked.

"..."

In a word, the robot seemed to have crashed, and a buzzing sound gradually came from its head.

"Apply pressure bandage." Luo Hao interrupted the patient's question, and the robot quickly struggled out of the blind date mode that it could not understand.

Director Song almost burst out laughing.

No matter how much this guy looks like a human, he is not a human after all, and the content of his conversation should be the data that Xiao Luo mentioned.

I guess Xiao Luo only entered the content related to medical treatment and nothing else. Even if he entered other content, it probably has nothing to do with marriage.

So when the patient asked if the robot was married and wanted to introduce a partner to it, the robot crashed.

interesting.

Although there were some minor incidents, the more these happened, the more real it seemed to Director Song.

The robot began to apply pressure bandage to the patient. The bandage was extremely sticky, but this did not pose a problem for it.

In less than 20 seconds, the pressurized bandage was completed, and the robot even tested the pressure.

The pressure was appropriate and the bandage was perfect. The robot then sent the patient back to the ward with Meng Liangren.

"Director Song, I'm sorry to make you laugh." Luo Hao said, "For now, the robot's conversation program has not input any content other than medical-related content."

Sure enough, it was similar to what Director Song had guessed.

"How impressive!" Director Song exclaimed.

"It's OK. After all, robot wives and husbands are supposed to provide emotional value. There's already a lot of content in this area, so I just used it. Is this standing on the shoulders of giants?
Xiaomi's voice conversation program was designed by the world's top masters."

"what?"

"He used to be a little retarded, but he's fine now. He's improving his skills very quickly."

"That one? Which one?" Director Song asked.

"Daniel Povey, PhD in speech recognition from Cambridge University, first worked at IBM and was later poached by Microsoft."

"Why are you coming to our side?" Director Song was incredulous.

If he really is such an awesome talent, why would he come to China?

But she saw Luo Hao's surprised look, as if Luo Hao found it just as difficult to understand each other's emotions as she did.

Director Song was stunned.

0.5 seconds later, Luo Hao smiled and said, "Hey, Director Song, have you met Dr. Jason from my medical team?"

"See... I have." Director Song seemed to realize something.

"My guess, just a guess, is that there are too many Indians at Microsoft. Once there are too many Indians, it's like a cesspool."

"..."

"What I said is true. My evaluation is considered mild on YouTube." Luo Hao smiled bitterly. "Then Daniel Povey resigned and went to teach at Johns Hopkins. Later, he was accused of endangering student safety because of incorrect political statements."

Director Song was stunned.

"Daniel Povey has been in China for many years. Just like LGBT, I really hope they can continue to do the right things." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Let's not talk about this. The content of voice recognition has improved rapidly, and the AI ​​robot intelligence is pretty good."

Not bad? Director Song was speechless.

“It can only go this far now.”

"Can't the robot take the patient back by itself?" asked Director Song.

"Theoretically, it's possible, but what if it falls?"

Luo Hao expressed the same concern as Director Song.

Director Song immediately understood.

"Just run more data, don't worry." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Actually, I am a little anxious too, after all, many disciplines will hold annual conferences in the provincial capital at the end of the year."

Director Song's heart moved, "We in the Department of Critical Care Medicine are discussing the location of the meeting. Half a year ago, we said that we would hold it in Yangcheng. It turns out that it was because of you."

"Not entirely. It just happens to be the Ice and Snow Festival, and the bosses want to come and see the fun."

After chatting for a while, the next patient was already lying on the operating table.

"Director Song, I'll do the surgery first."

"Go ahead and do it. I'll go back and take a look. Call me after the operation and I'll record a video of you turning over. It would be great if the robot could help you turn over."

Luo Hao knew exactly what Director Song was struggling with.

The intensive care unit would not be able to retain experienced nurses unless it offered large bonuses.

Only doctors know how important nurses are.

Experienced nurses can identify and fill in the gaps, and even offer their own opinions, which can avoid many unnecessary misdiagnoses and mistreatments in clinical practice.

But human energy is limited. Although there are nurses in the intensive care unit, it is impossible for one bed to have two or three nurses. Some physical work still needs to be done by nurses.

It's okay when you are around 25, but after this age, especially after 30, you are an old nurse based on experience, in the prime of your life, but your body has completely broken down.

Medical University No. 1 is different from hospitals like Peking Union Medical College Hospital. They have very few local nurses, and all of them are nurses who come from all over the country for further training, so there are almost no similar troubles.

The First Hospital of Medical University and municipal hospitals with intensive care units took all the responsibilities.

Doctors and nurses are like consumables. Director Song is wondering if they can change to another consumable. He really can't bear it.

Something would go wrong every time there was a handover between the old and the new, and she couldn't do anything about it.

Today, after seeing the robot used by Luo Hao in the operating room, Director Song had a new idea.

Her heart was moved.

The robot used by Luo Hao is different from the ones he has seen before. The ones like Xiao Ai are not good enough.

Director Song did not expect that artificial intelligence has evolved to this point.

Back in the intensive care unit, she didn't have much energy to work. After looking at a circle of patients, she went back to her office and started searching for relevant technical information on the Internet.

But after all, different fields have different worlds. Although the University of Science and Technology is right next to him, Director Song still cannot understand those technologies.

Director Song has seen a few of Musk's robot girlfriends, but he feels that they are much worse than the robot used by Luo Hao in the operating room.

There should be a generation gap.

The head nurse brought the video of the turning over, and Director Song carefully asked his doctors to cover all privacy.

In order to avoid trouble, you have to do this.

At noon, after receiving a call from Luo Hao, Director Song couldn't wait to rush to the catheterization room.

At the door of the catheterization room, Luo Hao was talking to a middle-aged man, who seemed to be a family member of the patient.

“Abdominal ultrasonography confirmed mild hepatosplenomegaly with multiple poorly defined hypoechoic foci in the spleen.

Abdominal CT scan showed an enlarged liver measuring 19.5 cm and an enlarged spleen measuring 10×13.5 cm with multiple low-density lesions of varying sizes, with no wall enhancement.

"MRI... Never mind. You won't understand even if I tell you. I won't talk to you in a doctor's tone."

"Yeah, yeah." My beloved manager nodded repeatedly.

Director Song was stunned. It seemed like they were talking about the patient with cat scratch disease.

"Cats carry many germs, and Bartonella henselae is one of them. You just need to understand it as small stick-shaped things."

"After being bitten or scratched by a cat, there will be a maculopapular rash and swelling in the mildest part, which will heal in a few days."

"Yes, yes, I've seen it. Just take antibiotics for a few days and it will be fine."

"There are more serious cases. The patient now is in the most serious condition. It's not an ordinary bacterial infection, but a bacterial infection." Luo Hao explained.

Director Song was sweating profusely.

It is true that Henselae Bartonella looks like small sticks of various shapes under a microscope.

Is Professor Luo’s explanation really good?
"Most of them are ignored because it's a self-limiting disease, like a cold. But colds kill people, don't you think?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"The child was infected in your store. You should give him proper treatment. Don't leave him in a critical condition halfway through the treatment." Luo Hao warned.

"Professor Luo, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person." My beloved manager looked at Luo Hao seriously, "To be honest, when she first said she had a high fever for unknown reasons, I really wanted to bring her parents over and have a good talk with her. I didn't think it was my business."

“But isn’t this a clear diagnosis?”

"Director Song is very capable." Luo Hao said with a smile, "He has explained it clearly, so that's it."

"Okay." My beloved boss bowed slightly, "Professor Luo, I'll be back now."

Luo Hao waved his hand, looked around, saw Director Song coming over, and waved to say hello.

My beloved manager did not speak to Director Song and left in silence.

After we got in the car, he didn't say a word until I pampered him and loved him. He seemed to be thinking about something seriously.

After returning, Manager Shi went straight to the inpatient department.

I Love My Pet also has an inpatient department, where sterilized kittens and puppies need IV drips, and there are single rooms. "Manager Shi."

"Where is the big golden retriever that Professor Luo brought yesterday?" Manager Shi asked.

"In a cage."

"What's your personality like?"

"It's quite docile. It eats when you give it food. When you take it for a walk, it follows you without the leash ever being stretched straight," the employee replied.

"Take me to my office."

The employee was stunned.

"No one wants it, so I'll adopt it later. By the way, go get a dog license and get all the vaccinations," Manager Shi reminded.

This is a stray dog ​​picked up by Professor Luo. I don’t know if Professor Luo will forget it, but it’s always a good thing to take good care of it.

For people who can open a pet hospital, making money is one thing, but they also have love for small animals in their hearts.

Fortunately, although the big golden retriever was a stray dog, it was sensible. When it saw Manager Shi coming in, it wagged its tail hard, trying to please everyone.

"Just live in my office from now on and don't tear my house apart." Manager Shi said with a smile.

The big golden retriever wagged its tail.

It had just undergone surgery. Although the dog has a strong recovery ability and is able to move around now, it is still somewhat listless.

But the big golden retriever seemed to sense Manager Shi’s kindness, and it wagged its tail hard to express its gratitude.

Not bad, Manager Shi thought to himself.

Fortunately, this big golden retriever is sensible and can save me a lot of worry.

I brought it to the office, and an employee prepared a doghouse for it. "Manager, should I put it in your office?"

"Well, just leave it here. From now on, the door will be open at night. Whoever is on duty can help me keep an eye on it."

"!!!"

Seeing the employee's puzzled look, Manager Shi smiled and did not explain.

The life of this big golden retriever is worthless, but once it has a relationship with Professor Luo, it will become valuable.

From now on, you can live here.

If Professor Luo still remembers it, I can talk about it when I see it. If he doesn't remember it, forget it. If I have the chance to ask Professor Luo to perform the surgery, it can be a topic of conversation.

Choice is greater than effort.

The big golden retriever chose to follow Professor Luo for treatment. Now he has a place to live for the rest of his life.

……

……

"Luo Hao, when will robots be able to write SCI?"

"It seems we have to wait for a while." Luo Hao said, "Your master knows better than me."

"What does my master know?" Chen Yong wondered.

“Feed artificial intelligence with data, let it understand every plot, and write novels intelligently.”

"There is such a thing?!" Chen Yong was stunned and immediately picked up his phone to call Jiang Wenming.

Without any greetings, Chen Yong asked the question anxiously.

"Fuck it! Damn artificial intelligence!" Jiang Wenming started cursing.

Chen Yong was startled.

Master has always been gentle and polite, what happened?

"Master, don't be angry."

"How can I not be angry? I was writing a fine article for Bihu, but suddenly I was told that they were not accepting manuscripts."

"Ah? They wrote it using artificial intelligence?" Chen Yong was stunned.

"Yes, all the stories with the heroine named Liu Ruyan are like this. They have no soul. Chen Yong, do you know what a soul is?"

"..." Chen Yong glanced at Erhei who was lying in the "doghouse" charging, and said nothing.

"Artificial intelligence is evolving too fast now. Unscrupulous capitalists feed the authors' writings to artificial intelligence and then sue the authors for copyright infringement."

"So shameless? But this is what capitalists can do."

"Why are you asking this?" Jiang Wenming asked back.

"Luo Hao has installed several robots in the operating room. They can now help with compression and hemostasis, pressure bandages, etc. I want to ask, when will artificial intelligence be able to write SCI papers?"

"It's too early. Stop dreaming." Jiang Wenming scolded.

"Master, when Deep Blue beat Kasparov, everyone said that artificial intelligence definitely couldn't play Go, but you said it could," Chen Yong said sarcastically.

"Oh, the butt determines the brain. If I am really replaced by artificial intelligence, won't I be unemployed?"

“You haven’t made enough money to retire yet?”

"Not yet. I used to think that two or three million would be enough, but once people have money, they spend more." Jiang Wenming said with a laugh.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yong shrugged.

"It's early, it's visible to the naked eye. It's unlikely to happen within 10 years. But after 10 years, it's not certain."

"Is it so slow?"

"Scene data must be collected bit by bit. Even though the robots in the operating room seem to be evolving very quickly, that's all data that Professor Li has collected over many years. I just got a bargain."

"It seems we will have to wait a few years before it can be operated on," said Luo Hao.

"Please leave some room for the doctor." Chen Yong complained.

"What does it have to do with me? ChatGPT can already treat illnesses now. I am working on improving the AI ​​database for rare diseases. In the future, AI will be used to treat illnesses and perform robotic surgeries."

Luo Hao said this and glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

The robot's sunglasses are actually an LCD screen, similar to those in science fiction movies like Robocop or Terminator, and are a bit like the system panel in the upper right corner of the field of vision.

Replace the doctor?
Perhaps, not long.

However, complete replacement is not possible for the time being, just like robots made for intensive care units require nurses and caregivers to look after them.

Deep Blue and AlphaGo, which Chen Yong and Jiang Wenming just talked about, span several decades, from chess to Go.

So Luo Hao was not in a hurry.

He snapped his fingers, Erhei climbed out of the doghouse, walked to Luo Hao and sat down.

Erhei has the appearance of a giant panda and looks so cute that everyone around him wants to feed him some bamboo shoots.

There were no classes today, so Luo Hao was relatively free. He did not check his phone, but instead turned his head to look at the blue sky outside the window, thinking about the needs of the ICU.

Director Song has sent the video to himself, and there are more similar "data".

It is estimated that it will take about a month to make a turning robot for severe cases.

But it is only a semi-finished product and needs someone to take care of it.

Suddenly, the hospital manager ran to the window and lay down to look down.

"Look, look!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Hao stood up and asked.

"The Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology has been complained about again."

"..." Luo Hao was silent. He walked to the window and saw more than ten or twenty people at the door of the office building, saying something indignantly.

"Why? I've never heard of a case of two deaths for one." Zhuang Yan also came over curiously.

"A patient with an ectopic pregnancy insisted on going home during her hospital stay and ended up having severe bleeding at home."

"!!!"

Luo Hao's heart trembled.

The First Hospital of Medical University is better, as many of the patients are from other places, but Donglian Mine is always full of local patients, and many people go home at night if there is nothing wrong.

"At that time, the on-duty doctor, the boss, and the nurses in the gynecology department were arguing with the patient's family. I went to watch the excitement the day before yesterday." The resident boss gossiped, "The family insisted on leaving, and then when something happened, they blamed the hospital."

"Well...are they just because of this?" Zhuang Yan frowned.

Zhuang Yan has been working in the hospital for several months, but has never encountered any particularly unreasonable patients. After all, there is Lao Meng in the department, and some hidden dangers have been removed by Lao Meng inadvertently.

"There's something else. Their boss went crazy and scolded us in our small group." The hospitalized boss said, "I received 2000ml of my own blood during the operation. My family said that other blood would cost money, but autologous blood would also cost money!"

"Oh, they really don't know anything?" Zhuang Yan was stunned.

"Who knows? If you encounter an unreasonable patient, even the emperor will complain." The hospital manager sighed, "This is not the end. They also complained that other people's laparoscopes have four holes, and ours has three holes. They complained that there were not enough holes, so they wanted to charge less."

"Damn it!" Zhuang Yan cursed.

Is this okay? !

If it were me, I would want to just have one hole. Why is it wrong to make fewer holes and cause less trauma?

"What should we do then?" Luo Hao asked calmly.

"The doctor showed the surgical video to the patient's family. Guess what happened, Professor Luo? After watching it, the patient's family found that the surgical time was shorter than others and asked for a refund!"

Luo Hao sighed.

There is really no way around it.

"Professor Luo, have you ever encountered a similar situation in Donglian Mine before?" The resident boss lay on the windowsill, watching the excitement and chatting casually.

"I encountered a case where a patient from the thyroid and breast department was going to have a thyroid surgery the next day. He went out for lunch before the surgery and was hit by a car while crossing the road."

"..."

"..."

"The brain hemorrhage and thyroid tumor happened before they were even treated."

"What should I do?"

"The attending physician went to talk to the patient's family. He was quite capable at the time. After a while, he gained the understanding of the family. Then, the matter was left unresolved."

"Professor Luo, you were in the medical department at the time, right? Didn't you think of solving this problem?"

"It's different. Most of the patients here are from other places. They have nowhere to go if they want to go. But it's different in the mines back home. They are all locals. Many of them can walk home in 20 minutes. As long as they can walk, no one wants to stay in the hospital."

Luo Hao had no good solution to this problem.

The world is just a makeshift place, and many of the rules are just for show.

Just take your time and as long as nothing serious happens, life will go on as usual.

"The patients are so unreasonable." The resident manager was bored and sighed, "Every day is like walking on thin ice."

"Your complaints are meaningless." Luo Hao smiled, "There are still a few unreasonable people. Look at the banner."

Luo Hao turned around and saw the silk banner that was waving.

"Well, this is not good."

(End of this chapter)