White armor

Chapter 494 Xiao Luo, you must not forget your roots
Luo Hao was not in a hurry to leave, but listened quietly to the turning robot chatting with the patient.

"You two look a bit alike."

"Well, we are brothers, cousins." A robot that turned over said, "Our home is on the other side of Funiushan Mountain. We used to raise cattle, but now it's hard to raise cattle. I lose a lot of money."

"Why? I heard that raising cattle can make money." The patient asked in confusion.

Lying in the intensive care unit, the treatment was one thing, but the main thing was that it was too boring and the days felt like years.

Now that he meets someone who is willing to chat with him, the patient subconsciously asks.

"Isn't this just the nonsense on the part of Argentina? They have opened up a new way to open up our market - first they try to borrow money from us, then lie down and say, 'I only have these things, please open the market and let me sell them.'"

"Pfft~"

An ICU doctor couldn't help but laugh.

But the robot's program clearly didn't include this. It continued to tell the patient, "The price of beef has been falling rapidly in the past two years. I have more than 70 cows at home. In previous years, I could earn at least several dozen yuan. But who would have thought that the change of president in Argentina would actually affect my income? I'm so worried."

"That's not all." Another turning robot sighed.

The rhythm, tone, and even micro-expressions of its sighs all sound somewhat sad.

Director Song was stunned.

"The village committee came to us and told us that we are not allowed to graze cattle on the mountain anymore. In addition to eating grass, cattle also like to ram trees with their heads, destroying greenery. Tell me, what the hell is this? There are so many problems with grazing cattle. It's not easy to be an ordinary citizen."

"Yes, we used to sell whole cows for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan each, and the cattle dealers would just take them away. This year, selling whole cows means losing money, so we can only kill them and sell them separately. It's really not easy for ordinary people to make a little money."

“……” The patient listened attentively.

"It takes five years for a tree as thick as a bowl to grow, but a cow can break it with one push of its head." The robot turned over worriedly, "We are not allowed to go up the mountain, and most of the plains are still grain fields. We have no choice but to dig a big cellar at home to store fodder. Money is really flowing like water. We have no choice but to come out and do odd jobs."

"Once this batch of cattle is sold, we will not raise them anymore. You see, it's hard to do anything now. We never thought that the riots in Argentina would affect us farmers."

"Yeah, they say the butterfly effect, now that it happens to me I know how painful it is. That slap really hurt our faces."

"You city folks will definitely applaud the price cut of beef, but we can't. If it continues like this, we will have to apply for minimum living allowance. If it really doesn't work out, we will just give up. Anyway, we have a safety net. We will directly become five-guarantee households, and there will be people to help us out."

The two turning robots were gossiping with each other, and not only the patients, but even Director Song and others were dumbfounded.

This is a bit too talkative.

"Take good care of yourself. When you are discharged from the hospital, come to my house to play. I have two ponies at home, the same model as Uncle Yu's, for you to ride on."

"Really?" The patient widened his eyes.

"Of course, take good care of yourself. If you have any problems, ask the doctor to call us." The turning robot then began to complain, "The Medical University is a big place with a high threshold. We will turn you over..."

"How much?" the patient asked.

"During the probation period, how dare we ask the Medical University for money? It's good enough that they don't expel us. We can talk about the money later." Another turning robot complained.

Fuck, this is even possible!

Director Song's eyes turned into crescents, which is too advanced.

After turning over and even chatting, Director Song took the two turning robots back to the next room. Looking at them sitting on the ground charging, Director Song let out a long sigh of relief.

"Xiao Luo, you shut down last time when I asked you if you had a date. Why are you so talkative this time?"

"I was lazy last time. I didn't expect the patient to be so talkative." Luo Hao smiled. "It's not difficult actually. A robot girlfriend always has to chat with people. Providing emotional value is very important."

“The procedures in this regard have been run through.”

"!!!" Director Song stared.

Luo Hao recalled what the two AI turning robots said. It seemed like there were too many words. He also didn't know what instructions Professor Li had input. How could they be so talkative?

He keeps on chattering non-stop.

"Professor Luo, how much does the robot girlfriend you mentioned cost? When can I buy it?" asked the 200-pound ICU doctor.

"You're not planning on getting pregnant... Oh, haha, stop dreaming." Luo Hao laughed, "Domestic laws and regulations are not yet perfect. If we're going to try selling, we'll prepare to do it in Mexico."

"Mexico?" The 200-pound ICU doctor was a little disappointed.

"The Mexicans move them to the Americans, assemble them, and sell them. The current price of one unit is $1."

"Sixteen thousand, it seems..." The 200-pound ICU doctor didn't know whether to say it was expensive or cheap.

"Musk's is 2 yuan, ours is cheaper. When we squeeze out Musk, we'll sell it for 10 yuan."

"..."

"..."

Director Song sighed. For the first time, she felt that she could not keep up with the times.

But the turning robot was so sweet and gossiped with the patient about raising cattle, saying things like breaking down trees, and that it is better to sell the cows separately than whole. Is this true?
"That's it for now. I'll go report to Dean Zhuang and Director Feng." Luo Hao said.

"it is good."

Luo Hao left with a happy face.

The turning robot was successfully tested in a pilot test, adding another application scenario to the hospital.

The more scenarios there are, the more data is collected. The more data is collected, the faster robots and artificial intelligence can grow.

This is a positive feedback process, which perfectly illustrates why everything is difficult at the beginning.

Walking out of the ICU, Luo Hao thought for a moment and picked up his phone.

He didn't go to find Zhuang Yongqiang first, but called Feng Zixuan.

"Director Feng, are you busy?"

"Not busy, I'm in a meeting, come to my office." Feng Zixuan said in a low voice.

A meeting, it must be a very boring one.

Luo Hao walked slowly to the office building and came to Feng Zixuan's office.

The door was open and Director Feng had returned.

Luo Hao came to the door, and even though it was open, he still reached out and knocked.

"Xiao Luo, come in, don't be so polite." Feng Zixuan was boiling water and said casually.

"What kind of meeting is this, Director Feng?"

"There's a problem with the hedging at Xiwu Hongqiao Hospital. Let's hold a meeting and talk about it." Feng Zixuan said with a smile.

Luo Hao remembered that this seemed to be the case, but he didn't care.

This type of hedging has been around for more than ten or twenty years, and almost all private hospitals do so.

Hospitalization is free and you can even make money. Luo Hao still remembers the slogan shouted by a private hospital in Donglian City at that time.

Many old men and women use their medical insurance cards to go to the hospital and earn money.

Emmm, Luo Hao doesn’t want to comment on such trivial matters.

"When it comes to the 20,000 yuan outpatient quota per year, they really don't know what's going on. They didn't care in the early years. Maybe they just figured it out? Last year it was in the millions, but this year it suddenly jumped to tens of millions."

"If nothing happens to them, then nothing will happen to them."

"Haha, the meeting should be held with private hospitals. What does it have to do with us?" Luo Hao said.

"Oh, which private hospital doesn't have a lot of people sharing the money? Let's not talk about that." Feng Zixuan stopped complaining. After all, there was no point. "Xiao Luo, I went to the Health Commission this morning."

"What are you doing? A serious medical dispute. Are you going to be an expert?"

"That's about right. What a bunch of idiots. It makes me angry just by looking at them." Feng Zixuan scolded.

I don’t know whether he was talking about the National Health Commission, the hospital, the doctor, or the patient.

Luo Hao didn't ask. He just looked at Feng Zixuan with a smile, waiting for his next words.

"It was a car accident. When the 120 ambulance arrived, the person was already dead. The electrocardiogram showed a flat line." Feng Zixuan simply explained, "There were no vital signs. They said the person was almost crushed. The 120 doctor said the person was already dead, so they didn't take him back to the hospital."

"..." Luo Hao finally understood why Feng Zixuan was scolding.

This world is just a big makeshift team, how could such a rubbish happen?

Even if the person is dead, we should give the patient's family some time to accept it.

It is normal for the patient's family to be emotionally agitated and unable to accept the unexpected death of a family member.

If you encounter someone with a bad temper in this situation, you will probably be complained about or even asked to pay compensation.

From what Feng Zixuan said, this should be the worst outcome, even worse than he imagined.

"The patient's family strongly requested to take him to the hospital, but the 120 ambulance followed the doctor and said that the patient was dead, so what was the point of taking a dead person? What's more, the 120 ambulance has no obligation to carry corpses." Feng Zixuan said, a little angrily.

It is rare to see a 120 doctor who directly confronts the patient's family. God knows what went wrong in his brain that he could say such words.

"!!!"

Luo Hao sighed.

"As a result, he was sued. Xiao Luo, guess how much money he paid in the end?" Feng Zixuan asked curiously.

After being with Luo Hao for a long time, Feng Zixuan no longer had the mysterious aura of a Jinyiwei commander in his initial gestures, and he also became gossipy.

"Donglian has reported it to the Provincial Health Commission. It can't be less, at least 10 yuan. It's even possible that the 120 doctor who followed the car will be suspended."

After saying that, Luo Hao was a little unhappy. "How can you talk like that? You can't say nice things. Someone just died, and you're scolding them like that? You can't do that."

"Yes, it is said that the 120 doctor had just had a quarrel with his wife... According to the timeline, it should have happened in the department. Someone asked how long a patient with advanced cancer could live, and the guy said right away - he could live until he died."

"..."

"He was thrown into the emergency room, and his wife had an argument with him. He was in a bad mood, and this happened again."

"This matter is not the fault of the patient's family, but the 120 doctors' improper handling. There should always be some humanistic care, right? Besides, does the absence of vital signs mean death? That's not necessarily the case. At least there is a one in ten thousand chance of false death.

Although it was a car accident and the probability of false death is almost zero, we cannot tell the patient's family that the 120 ambulance will not take the dead."

Luo Hao scolded.

"Yes, I lost 12 yuan in the end."

"The patient's family's reason was that Dr. Liu, the attending doctor at the county hospital, was a Chinese medicine acupuncture and massage practitioner who had no clinical experience or skills in the emergency department. Without any written notice, he ignored the family's pleas, arbitrarily gave up first aid and refused to transfer the patient to another hospital, resulting in the patient's death." "That's a bit too much. The death was caused by a car accident and has nothing to do with the doctor." Luo Hao smiled helplessly.

"Well. Xiao Luo, what would you do if it were you?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"Me? I have to bring the patient back whether he's dead or alive. We'll see what happens then."

"It is mainly because declaring death on the spot is a basic routine for 120 ambulances. If the electrocardiogram is straight and the patient cannot be rescued within 30 minutes, they will do so.

I was in Donglian and saw an ambulance going there. The patient had corpse spots and his brain was gushing out.

But having said that, based on my past style, I would still have to rub this patient, who had no vital signs and no livor mortis, for half an hour while enduring the nurse's cold stares and giving an explanation to the family.

As for taking the patient away, no emergency department leader is willing to send a car to take a dead patient back. You said you go to other hospitals, but many people won't take the patient. You can't just throw the patient on the ground and run away. You should take the patient back to your own hospital."

"This is a terrible thing. The patient's family strongly requested it. Between the family and the director of the emergency department, I will definitely choose to offend the director."

Luo Hao said firmly.

"Yeah, that doctor is not smart enough and has a bad temper." Feng Zixuan said with a smile, "There are so many people who can't figure things out. What do you want from me, Xiao Luo?"

Feng Zixuan chatted for a while first, and seeing that Luo Hao was not in a hurry, he knew it was not a serious matter that would cause death, so he asked.

"I ordered an AI robot from Gongda."

"Oh, it's the kind you use in the operating room. What? Want to go through the formalities?" Feng Zixuan asked.

Luo Hao recounted the story of Director Song in the intensive care unit, including several details, and explained them clearly.

Feng Zixuan’s eyes widened.

What he cared about was not the turning robot, but the fact that the robot had a chat function.

"Xiao Luo, you said robots can chat?"

"Well, it seems okay now. But Director Feng, I don't recommend that you find two robots to handle the dispute resolution. We are all angry family members of patients..."

"No, no, no, I definitely want it! Our Medical Department is also a medical scene. Xiao Luo, you are from the Medical Department, so you must not forget your roots." Feng Zixuan said without hesitation, even bringing up the fact that Luo Hao had forgotten his roots.

"..."

Luo Hao was speechless.

"Who did you work with on this project?" Feng Zixuan asked with great interest.

"Professor Li from the University of Technology is working on a robot girlfriend project. I contacted an overseas foundry for him, and they will produce the robot in Mexico first, and then sell it in the United States."

“!!!” Feng Zixuan was speechless.

Ronaldinho's approach is a bit too wild.

After a long silence, Luo Hao saw a strange light in Feng Zixuan's eyes.

Feng Zixuan did not hide anything and deliberately acted as if he was scheming, but instead his whole person was in high spirits.

"Director Feng, this is really not possible."

"Let's go to the intensive care unit. It's okay. We are so close, so you have to put it in my medical department. I don't have to watch it every day and do nothing."

"..." Luo Hao was speechless.

He really didn't expect this. Feng Zixuan should belong to the conservative school. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that he wanted to apply AI intelligence in areas with the greatest clinical risks.

But on second thought, Luo Hao felt that it seemed possible.

"How's the robot chat in your cath lab?"

"Well, pressing time, nothing much to talk about."

"Critically ill patients feel bored after their condition stabilizes, and each day feels like a year. What if we add some humanistic care?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"Director Feng, I just need to talk high-soundingly to others, but why are you talking high-soundingly to me instead?" Luo Hao was distressed.

"Hahaha, it's true. If we can provide enough humanistic care, there will be no problem in handling medical disputes in the future. Didn't you always say that you would take the robot to various scenes in the hospital?"

"..."

"Don't be too eager to succeed, face the challenge head-on."

"Director Feng, can't I just apply for one for you? Please stop trying to pua me." Luo Hao said helplessly.

"That's right. Don't be so stingy with your own people. I'm just helping you run the scene in the hospital, and I'll take precautions in advance for various possible situations. Am I, Feng Zixuan, not more reliable than those unreliable directors?"

What he said does make some sense, and Luo Hao agrees with it deeply.

"Xiao Luo, how did this thing learn to chat?" Feng Zixuan asked curiously.

"The 2024 Nobel Prize in Physics was awarded to artificial neural network learning machines," Luo Hao explained. "It's probably similar. The gap between China and them is less than one generation, and in some aspects we are even better than them."

"Simply put, it is to use statistical physics to build machine learning models and then efficiently train deep neural networks."

"and many more!"

"what happened?"

"Did you recruit the neurology expert from the Max Planck Institute for this matter?" Feng Zixuan looked at Luo Hao deeply.

If it is true, then Luo Hao is very scheming.

"I didn't think about it at the time. I just saw an animal protection organization rushing to the Max Planck Institute, and I thought it would be a good deal if I didn't take advantage of it, so I urged Boss Lou to take advantage of it."

"Later, the research group I was interested in was chosen by the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The Chinese Academy of Sciences spent a lot of money to poach people from Harvard and other universities."

"As for the research team that Boss Lou recruited, it was an accident."

Was it just an accident? Feng Zixuan didn't think so. This was clearly a long-planned event, there was no such thing as coincidence.

"Then there is the generative model, which is the idea of ​​understanding data by generating data."

"I usually like to call it running data, followed by pre-training, which is what we are doing now. The next step is unsupervised learning, which is how to train the model without using data labels."

"But we need to be more cautious when running data in hospitals. In docks and factories, even if something goes wrong when AI runs data on its own, it is a minor matter. But if it is left unchecked in a hospital, people may die."

"It's better to go slow than to rush."

Luo Hao said firmly.

Feng Zixuan's heart was beating slightly.

Although Luo Hao spoke simply and briefly, Feng Zixuan could understand it and started to associate it with other things.

This kind of thing cannot be thought about carefully. Once Feng Zixuan thought about the establishment of an unmanned hospital, he felt like he was floating.

There is no medical staff in the hospital at all, and it is automated directly after entering... No, if there is no one, you only need to modify the background data, which seems to make hedging easier.

Feng Zixuan switched back and forth between reality and the future, and he seemed a little abnormal.

When they arrived at the intensive care unit, the young doctor was shocked when he saw Feng Zixuan in the video at the door.

Who invited this gentleman? !

Director Song hurried to pick up Director Feng, but Feng Zixuan ignored her and Luo Hao led them straight to the warehouse.

The two turning robots sat on the ground, like people sitting cross-legged in meditation, and were not moved by external things at all.

"Xiao Luo, turn it on and let me try."

Luo Hao snapped his fingers, and the robot opened its eyes and put on sunglasses.

Cool!

This action alone made Feng Zixuan marvel.

"Hello."

"Who are you?" A robot turned over and looked up at Feng Zixuan. It immediately smiled, then stood up and bowed slightly. "You are Director Feng of the Medical Affairs Department of the First Hospital of Medical University!"

"..." Feng Zixuan was stunned.

Do you have all your own information?
"Director Feng, hello, hello. I have heard of your great name for a long time. Today I finally see you in person." Another turning robot bent down and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan was confused for a moment. Is he so smart?
My own classmate Xiao Ai is still as mentally retarded, how come the turning robot that Luo Hao got is so smart... If you put some hair on it, they become two monkeys.

"Hello." Feng Zixuan stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party without hesitation.

The touch was very good, Feng Zixuan could even feel the calluses on the other person's palm.

By the way, Xiao Luo said they were cattle farmers who did farm work in the countryside. Having calluses was indeed in line with the character setting, and there was no mistake.

"Where did you hear me?" Feng Zixuan asked.

“The doctors and nurses in the intensive care unit occasionally talk about it.”

Director Song's face suddenly turned dark. Isn't this bullshit?
"What did you say?"

"Director Feng, look, we don't even have a place to sit in our house. I'm sorry." Another turning robot apologized.

"It's okay, let's chat for a while." Feng Zixuan said with a smile.

"The doctors and nurses in the ICU said that you...hahaha, they said you were too strict. Although there were fewer medical disputes, my calves cramp every time I see you."

Director Song breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes changed when he looked at the turning robot. These two guys must have become spirits.

"Yes, when we were helping bedridden patients turn over, we heard the doctor in the ICU say, 'You see, bedsores are a big deal, and performance points will be deducted.' We don't understand what performance points are, but you're deducting points, and we have work to do, so isn't that good?"

The two turning robots were talking like crosstalk, one after another, and Feng Zixuan looked at them quietly.

He only looked a little weird because of the sunglasses, but otherwise he was like a normal person. His words were even more pleasant to hear than that of the 120 doctor.

Feng Zixuan was sure that if these two turning robots followed the car to the emergency room for first aid, they would be able to handle it even if the patient's family members knelt down and begged.

How to deal with it?
The turning robot also knelt down and kowtowed three times to the patient's family, just like a wedding ceremony.

This... No wonder neural network learning has been awarded the Nobel Prize, this thing is so amazing!

"They said bad things about me behind my back, I will find an opportunity to deal with them." Feng Zixuan said calmly.

This is a difficult problem left for the turning robot.

Luo Hao smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)