White armor

Chapter 502 AI Robot that can eavesdrop on the walls

"It's not necessary."

"Yes, and I can do it, no exaggeration." Luo Hao said seriously, "Director, if I really get serious, I can find the problems in almost everyone's papers. You see, I usually write mediocre papers, but I was trained by Boss Chai."

As they were talking, the two of them had already walked into the office. Luo Hao snapped his fingers out of habit, and Erhei stood up and walked to Luo Hao.

Shen Zizai was looking at the futuristic robot dog...and the robot panda, and was in a trance.

Luo Hao not only doesn't care about tracing back the papers, he can also use this kind of thing in reality.

From the humble robot dog at the beginning to the current robot panda, even the robots in the operating room can start to talk. All of this is happening right before our eyes.

If I think about it this way, I seem to be the kind of person who is sitting on the Diaoyutai.

The heads of other departments had already been scared, not to mention the municipal-level tertiary hospitals whose level was even lower than that of the First Hospital of Medical University.

Although it may not be possible to cut it off completely, what if it happens? It is hard to get the associate senior or senior professional title, but in the end it is cut off. What kind of thing is this?

Shen Zizai watched Luo Hao playing Erhei, and gradually his attention began to shift to what topic he should work on.

There are many clinical topics that can be used to publish articles... We have the young boss Chen Yong, and if that doesn’t work, there is Luo Hao.

Shen Zizai suddenly realized that he had nothing to worry about.

As long as Ronaldinho is here, there is no need to worry at all.

"Director, what was your first thought?" Luo Hao suddenly asked.

The doctors and nurses were walking into the office, and Luo Hao and Shen Zizai were chatting casually.

Luo Hao's question was very vague, but Shen Zizai knew that Luo Hao was talking to him about what to write in the supplementary scientific research paper in case there were any problems.

Having worked together for more than a year, Shen Zizai has a deep understanding of Luo Hao.

"Xiao Luo, have you noticed that about 20% of our patients who have undergone liver cancer interventional surgery will experience liver depression and qi stagnation. I have a patient whose stomach is visibly bloated, just like she is pregnant."

“When you hit it, it makes a bang, bang, bang sound, a very typical drum sound.”

"That's fine. Director, please set up a meeting. If you have a good relationship with the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, we can work together. If not, I will find an expert from Guang'anmen to work with."

Shen Zizai opened his mouth wide and was completely stunned.

We directly found experts from Guang'anmen Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to do scientific research together. Needless to say, what we are researching is definitely the diagnosis and treatment of liver depression and qi stagnation after interventional surgery for liver cancer.

I am!

Scientific research is easy to come by. Anything you think of is a scientific research project. And Luo Hao was very sure that this project was definitely not just empty talk.

"Xiao Luo..." Shen Zizai began to speak incoherently.

"It can be done. My level of Chinese medicine is average, but I can still perform simple acupuncture." Luo Hao said seriously, "I just used acupuncture to treat cataracts for a patient at Guang'anmen Chinese Medicine Hospital a few days ago."

Chen Yong glanced at Luo Hao and expressed his dissatisfaction with him using a patient to describe his master.

"Acupuncture, cataract?!" Shen Zi was stunned. How could these two words be connected?

"The teacher's cataracts were treated with acupuncture," Luo Hao emphasized.

"!!!"

"Try it? How is your relationship with the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of our hospital?" Luo Hao asked.

Shen Zizai knew that Xiao Luo was doing him a favor. If he had a good relationship with the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he would only be responsible for writing papers. If not, Xiao Luo would have to lend a hand with acupuncture.

"Like this, like this." Shen Zizai wasn't stupid either.

There is no fool who can become the director of the First Hospital of Medical University.

"Xiao Luo, I'll go find Lao Qin from the TCM department. You contact an expert from Guang'anmen Hospital to be a technical consultant. After all, it's better to have the reputation of Guang'anmen Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Even if it means writing a paper, it's more likely to be passed."

"Okay." Luo Hao smiled.

Luo Hao was not too familiar with the ins and outs here, he understood what Shen Zizai meant.

Handing over the shift, making rounds, and sending patients away.

Arriving at the operating room, Luo Hao changed his clothes and saw Technician No. 66 squatting at the door of the warehouse, chatting with the robot inside.

This……

That's too boring.

"Sixth Brother, what's up?" Luo Hao asked.

"Professor Luo, let me chat with it." Technician No. 66 looked back at Luo Hao and said with a smile, "I discovered a secret."

"What secret?" Luo Hao didn't take it seriously. How could technician No. 66 find out if there was a secret? He was an unreliable foot washer.

"I chat with it for a while every day at work and find that it is making rapid progress. Guess what? I highly suspect that Director Yuan and Dr. Jason chat with the robot every night when we are not around." Technician No. 66 said mysteriously.

"???"

Luo Hao was stunned for a moment. What the hell was going on?

"Professor Luo, you said that when running scenes, the robot will come into contact with..." Technician No. 66 said, scratched his head, and chuckled, "I can't explain it clearly, but it's probably like that."

"For example?"

“I think it’s smarter and more intelligent.”

Luo Hao didn't care and was about to enter the operating room, but Technician No. 66 got anxious and said, "Professor Luo, I'm telling the truth."

"Oh."

Seeing Luo Hao's indifferent expression, Technician No. 66 also felt a little depressed.

Luo Hao felt a little lost with an "Oh". When he went to India, he took technician No. 66 with him, but in the end he did not join the medical team. This was related to the technical level of technician No. 66.

And it's not just about technical level, it's also about potential.

He was neither as experienced as Lao Meng nor as promising as Chen Yong. Moreover, because Technician No. 66 focused most of his energy on washing feet, Luo Hao gave up on him without saying a word.

Some things are not about right or wrong. There's nothing wrong with technician No. 66 going to wash his feet after get off work.

Luo Hao didn't want to argue about right or wrong.

As for what happened later, Luo Hao didn't mention it, and the matter gradually faded away.

But when it comes to robots, Technician No. 66 seems a little enthusiastic, and Luo Hao doesn't feel it's good to refuse his kindness.

"Sixth Brother, what did you find?" Luo Hao came back and asked with a smile.

"Professor Luo, it's very intelligent, and its evolution is so fast! Do you think AI robots will unify the world in the future, just like in the Terminator?"

"Really? You really think it's intelligent?"

"Well, that's right. If you don't believe me, I'll chat with it and you can listen." Technician No. 66 became more interested when he saw Luo Hao coming back.

"Professor Luo is here for the operation." Technician No. 66 looked at the robot sitting cross-legged on the charging device.

"Today is Professor Luo's surgery day, so of course he will come to perform the surgery. There are six patients, and the surgery on the second one is a little more difficult, but don't worry, Professor Luo can handle it."

"Oh? How is this type of surgery judged in the United States?"

"It's hard to say." The robot's eyes glowed red. It was obvious that the question asked by Technician No. 66 had consumed a certain amount of memory to make a judgment.

"Just tell me something." Technician No. 66 guided the AI ​​to answer the question.

"Everyone sees the world differently. When Professor Luo watched the second operation, he might think it was a bit difficult and he had to do it seriously. But if it were someone else, like Dr. Jason, he would go to bed early the night before to keep his energy and physical strength at the peak."

The robot spoke fluently, but some of its words seemed to be unable to express itself clearly, which made Technician No. 66 somewhat dissatisfied.

"What I'm asking you is how people judge the difficulty of this type of surgery in the United States."

Suddenly, Luo Hao felt a look of contempt on the robot's face.

Huh? It even learned facial expressions?
Or is it my own illusion?

"You're asking the wrong question." Chen Yong helped the robot add, "How can they be the same? Township hospitals and Union Hospital are two completely different scenarios. If you ask the United States, the gap between Mayo Clinic, Johns Hopkins Hospital and community hospitals is so huge that you can't imagine it.

The difference between them is even greater than the difference between humans and pigs. How do you answer this kind of question? "

“……”Technician No. 66 was silent.

Luo Hao sighed inwardly. The AI ​​robot spoke in a rather sarcastic tone. He didn't know who it learned it from. This was not good.

"Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about international students. The real international students live in high-rise apartments with unbeatable night views in Manhattan, large flats with great views of the Thames River, and Ferrari RR is just a means of transportation. They party every night and sing until they are hoarse at the KTV in Chinatown. They fly to Miami Vegas and Ibiza in Belgium every year to go clubbing, and treat Mi2Mi3 as their own canteen.

In winter, Courchevel, Aspen, Niseko, and Miami; in summer, Cancun, Maldives, Seychelles, and Tahiti.”

Technician No. 66 was stunned.

The Ai robot must have learned it from Chen Yong. It said a lot. The first few words about Manhattan and the Thames River were understandable, but the rest were almost unknown to me.

Mi Er Mi San should refer to Michelin two or three stars.

As for the rest, Technician No. 66 really has no idea what it is.

"Are international students so extravagant?" Luo Hao asked.

Chen Yong came over and said, "Huh, you learned it so quickly?"

"Did you teach it?"

"Maybe it heard us while we were chatting." Chen Yong didn't care.

"Is your study abroad life so colorful?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.

"Just to give you an example, if we talk about hospitals, there are Mayo, Union Medical College, and West China." Chen Yong waved his hand, "There is also a circle of overseas students, who are always rushing to meet deadlines, Lidl, Aldi, Walmart, and student apartments that cost 200 pounds a week. People travel by walking, or taking the subway or bus that smells like urine, or a second-hand car that costs thousands of pounds.

Most people have never been to a nightclub or a bar. It's no different from back home. They cook their own food, and the ingredients are so awful. The pork even smells like urine."

As Chen Yong spoke, he began to become angry again.

"Chen Yong, calm down." Luo Hao immediately persuaded.

"Well, I'm calm now. This is the case with rural hospitals and community hospitals in the United States and the United Kingdom."

"How can it be the same?"

Technician No. 66 thought about it and said with a chuckle, "That's right."

Luo Hao had been observing the robot's expression. He thought he had misunderstood the contempt just now. That should be it.

“Then I’ll give you a question.” Technician No. 66 said to the robot.

"You said I'm good at math and physics," said the robot.

Are you testing me on math and physics? Am I crazy or are you crazy? Technician No. 66 muttered to himself.

"There are three teachers in one village and two villages, who do not know the Four Books, Five Classics and Six Principles, yet they dare to teach seven, eight or nine students. How bold!"

"Sixth Brother, you must have watched a lot of Stephen Chow's movies. Everyone knows that Stephen Chow has used this sentence, but not many people can say it fluently." Chen Yong praised.

As long as he is not asked to talk about his study abroad experience, Chen Yong is considered normal.

“Hehe, I know them by heart. A pair of underwear and a piece of toilet paper both have their uses.” said Technician No. 66.

"My savings over ten years totaled 98,765 yuan. I spent three days and two nights at Four Seasons Foot Bath and nothing was left." The robot thought for less than a second before answering.

Technician No. 66 was stunned, with a very strange expression on his face.

"Lao Liu? Did you go to Four Seasons Foot Bath?" Chen Yong asked.

"..." Technician No. 66 was silent. "It cost so much? It also heard you when you were talking? Why does this thing like to eavesdrop so much?" Chen Yong looked at the profile of Technician No. 66 curiously.

But Technician No. 66 didn't say anything. He clenched his fists, unclenched them after a few seconds, sighed, stood up and returned to the operating room.

"You too, don't hit people in the face, don't expose people's weaknesses, how can you talk like that?" Luo Hao taught.

"This is the most suitable second line, I..." the robot said, and paused.

It seemed to sense that something was wrong.

Luo Hao smiled. It seemed that the chat software had indeed evolved. After he said something to it, it was able to realize the problem.

It’s just that the habit of eavesdropping is not good. Everyone has their own privacy. It’s better to have less contact with AI and have a sense of boundaries.

Otherwise it's too annoying.

Luo Hao hesitated for a moment, wondering how to tell this matter to the experts from the University of Technology.

"Okay, come out and work. By the way, do you feel suffocated in here every day?" Luo Hao asked.

"Director Yuan chats with me every day, which is ok. But I don't like Director Yuan's talk, Brother Yong's talk is more interesting."

Chen Yong raised his eyebrows.

This guy has even learned how to provide emotional value and pull people up and step on people down?

"Have you talked to Director Yuan?" Luo Hao asked.

"No, I don't dare tell him."

It was still a machine, a little clumsy, but Luo Hao could already see the light ahead.

But something was wrong.

"Leave it to me." Chen Yong laughed, "Play with me for two days, and I guarantee that I will give you a robot that can provide enough emotional value."

"I'm not a robot, I'm Technician No. 88."

"..."

"..."

Luo Hao and Chen Yong were silent at the same time.

"Old Eight?" Chen Yong asked.

"Hey, Brother Yong, what do you want to talk to me about?" Although the robot was talking to Chen Yong, its eyes were staring at Luo Hao.

Luo Hao felt a little strange, as if he was walking along the road and suddenly a yellow-skinned man jumped out and asked, "Do you think I look like a human?"

This feeling mixed with the texture of the robot made Luo Hao feel a little confused.

But the confusion was only for a moment, and then Luo Hao smiled, "Chen Yong, wash your hands and prepare for the operation."

Chen Yong patted the robot on the shoulder, said nothing, and went to wash his hands for disinfection.

The robot was right, the second operation was the one that Luo Hao cared about most.

The reason why it was placed on the second station was because Luo Hao had to warm up first. Even though the warm-up and non-warm-up states were not much different, Luo Hao still arranged it this way and activated the racial talent - Calm and Furious.

Racial talents have no side effects. Luo Hao gradually figured it out and used it with confidence.

After the operation, Chen Yong took the robot to send the patient away.

Along the way, Chen Yong kept talking to it, Luo Hao only saw its back but didn't say anything.

The robot's chat program is connected to Professor Li's processor, which is said to be extremely fast, comparable to a national-level supercomputer.

Luo Hao didn't bother to check what level of expert Professor Li was, and how he could own a supercomputer.

But I guess I was overthinking it. Professor Li was still waiting for the money from selling his girlfriend robot to build his own computing power library.

It seems to be useful now.

"Professor Luo." Nurse Gao called out to Luo Hao who was about to change his clothes.

"Sister Gao, what's wrong?"

"Do you have time to see a patient for me?"

"Okay, what kind of patient?" Luo Hao asked.

There isn't much else in the hospital, but patients are the main thing. Every day there are people who come to see the doctor through acquaintances.

"My best friend's face is getting bigger and bigger."

What kind of words are these? Getting more and more arrogant? It's about doing things... No, Luo Hao immediately realized that he was wrong. It should be the literal meaning of getting more and more arrogant.

"Manhua?"

"What?" Nurse Gao was stunned.

"Oh, did your best friend have cosmetic surgery?" Luo Hao asked.

"No."

"I see." Luo Hao smiled, realizing that he had misunderstood. "When will they arrive? Let me take a look."

"She's outside the door. She said she wanted to see the best doctor. She should have gone to see Director Shen, but isn't his junior uncle here?" Nurse Gao joked with a smile.

After opening the door, Luo Hao walked out wearing an isolation suit and a blue disposable sterile cap.

A face that looked like a steamed bun appeared before my eyes.

This is standard steamed bun!
Bunching, also known as facial over-filling syndrome, is a complication caused by excessive injection of hyaluronic acid or other fillers.

As the medical beauty industry has been developing for more and more years, patients with sequelae have begun to appear around us.

For example, the one in front of you.

Ms. Gao’s best friend had more than one part filled, she had at least ten injections!

"This is the best doctor in our medical school, Professor Luo from the Union Medical College."

"Hello, Professor Luo." The patient was a little disappointed at Luo Hao's youth, but still greeted him politely.

"Hello." Luo Hao had a very ordinary impression of her and just greeted her calmly.

"Professor Luo, are you from Concordia?"

"I graduated from Peking Union Medical College and now work at Medical University. I will go to 912 soon." Sister Gao introduced enthusiastically.

This resume... made the patient feel a little dizzy.

"Let's get down to business. What's wrong with you?" Luo Hao asked.

"I feel like my face is getting bigger recently. I used to have a small face, and when I smiled, the corners of my mouth turned upwards, which was very pretty. But recently..."

As the patient spoke, he began to feel guilty.

"Have you ever had cosmetic surgery?" Luo Hao asked directly.

"No!" the patient answered almost subconsciously.

Luo Hao really didn't understand why she lied about the most crucial issue if she wanted to see a doctor.

"I've never done it before. That's troublesome." Luo Hao sighed.

"Ah? What?" The patient was stunned. What Luo Hao said was completely different from what she understood.

"Generally, the bulge caused by cosmetic surgery is easier to diagnose and treat. If it is not caused by cosmetic surgery, you need to do a lot of immune tests and even bone marrow puncture, which is a bit painful."

The patient's face turned extremely ugly.

Her face was swollen, like a steamed bun. Fighting against the years? If we only talk about the appearance, some people seem to have succeeded, such as Zhao Yazhi.

But apart from the price to pay, it also requires a good foundation.

Just like hyaluronic acid fillers, some people absorb it completely within a few years, while others never absorb it and eventually form buns.

The whole face looks like a big steamed bun.

"Professor Luo, what kind of rheumatism or immune disease could it be?"

"For example, changes in the smooth muscle of the vascular endothelium require more than a dozen tests, which are not available in our provincial capital yet. If you need it, you can go to the Union Hospital. I'll say hello to the brothers there and get the results quickly. But..."

"but what?"

"Some tests require blood draws, and some require bone marrow puncture. Bone marrow puncture is a puncture of the bone marrow, 1-2 cm above and behind the anterior superior iliac spine."

As Luo Hao spoke, he reached out and found the bone puncture point near his anterior superior iliac spine.

"The needle goes in, and when it touches the skin, it twists left and right, like tightening a screw, to pierce the bone."

The patient looked pale.

"The puncture needle is very hard, and whether it hurts or not depends on the person. Some people don't feel any pain during the puncture. But some people... Let's put it this way, the purpose of this operation is to extract bone marrow."

"!!!"

"Some people feel so much pain that it's like dying. I hope I'm fine, but I can't guarantee it."

The patient's face was pale and she was frightened by Luo Hao's description.

"Sometimes there is a creaking sound when drilling into the bone, and the patient cannot bear it. If they move, the puncture needle will be folded inside. It will make a clicking sound, and it is very difficult to take it out."

Nurse Gao was stunned. Why did Professor Luo scare his best friend?

But she didn't say anything. Professor Luo had asked her before whether she had lip baldness and whether she had undergone cosmetic surgery.

Saying this again now exaggerates the difficulty of bone puncture infinitely.

Who dares to say that? Bone marrow biopsy is a very rare case in which a very small number of patients experience severe pain. Even though it is an extremely rare case, it does exist.

Could it be that my best friend really had cosmetic surgery?

Nurse Gao's brain was working at high speed.

"That's still good. There are still some tests... Alas, modern medicine still has its limitations. It's good to have a clear diagnosis after suffering, but there are also cases where there is no diagnosis after suffering."

The patient has begun to shiver.

"Ms. Gao, I forgot to put the barcodes on the high-value consumables. Can you help me take a look?" Luo Hao suddenly said.

Nurse Gao was startled for a moment, then immediately understood, gave some instructions, and turned and left.

"Tell me the truth, did you inject hyaluronic acid? Did you do any fillers?" Luo Hao asked in a low voice.

The patient's mind was still filled with the image of the bone piercing needle piercing into the bone, and he could faintly hear a creaking sound in his ears.

He was so scared that he nodded in a daze when he heard Luo Hao's question.

“How many shots did you get?”

"12 stitches."

Luo Hao sighed, 12 stitches!
If we calculate 1 cubic centimeter per needle, this amount is a bit large.

The key is that the patient himself does not absorb it, so it will probably be a bit difficult later.

(End of this chapter)