White armor

Chapter 508 Exile to Ningguta

The patient's family knows everything and has their own definite ideas. It seems that they cannot be changed by just persuasion.

Meng Liangren winked at Luo Hao, and seeing Luo Hao nod slightly, he said a few words to the patient's family, such as asking everyone to be considerate and understanding of each other, and took him to the signing room with surveillance video to explain again and sign.

After they left, Chen Yong looked back at Luo Hao.

"I often encountered similar patients when I was in Donglian, but why didn't I see you treat them so carefully?" Chen Yong asked.

"It's different. I was a clerk in the Medical Department at that time. If you made a mistake, I would whip you."

"..."

"Hey, just saying it casually. It's almost the end of the year, so don't let anything happen. What if the bosses come to the meeting and the family members of the patients outside the hospital hold up a banner saying that Luo Hao of Union Hospital is disregarding human life?"

"Fuck, you are so shameless. You just said that to Luo Hao of Xiehe Hospital? If you don't know, you would think Xiehe Hospital is owned by your family."

[As the saying goes, a man is a young man until he dies~]

Luo Hao was about to speak when the phone rang.

The opinions of the patient's family have just been expressed very clearly. Everyone has their own choices, and Luo Hao cannot change the mind of an adult.

So let's stop here, there's no way to force it. If you force it, it will only cause trouble in the end.

This is his fate, and Luo Hao always believes that he is just a doctor and can only be a doctor.

Taking out his cell phone, Luo Hao was slightly startled. The words "Uncle" were written on the caller ID.

Lin Yuming seldom calls Luo Hao during working hours.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Luo Hao was a little nervous.

"Your mother is fine, I'm fine, everything is fine, everything is fine, don't worry." Lin Yuming stated straightforwardly, eliminating all of Luo Hao's concerns.

As the saying goes, maternal uncle is more important than others, Lin Yuming has been taking care of Luo Hao since he grew up, and he has some understanding of his nephew's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After finishing speaking, Lin Yuming sighed in distress, "Xiao Luohao, I received a call from the old principal."

"Old principal? Who?"

"The old principal of the veterinary hospital asked if we could give that place some publicity during the Ice and Snow Festival to attract traffic."

"..." Luo Hao was speechless.

Did you call your uncle?
I guess he was retorted by Geng Qiang, and then he wanted to take advantage of the provincial capital's wealth and prosperity.

and so.

Emmm, a smile appeared on Luo Hao’s face.

"Xiao Luohao, I can't help it. See if it's convenient for you." Lin Yuming said, and quickly added, "If it's not convenient, forget it. I don't have much contact with the old principal."

"Oh, isn't it ready-made?" Luo Hao said casually.

“Ready-made?” Lin Yuming was surprised.

The Culture and Tourism Bureau tried many methods, but failed to persuade the Ice and Snow Festival project team.

It would be fine if it was usual, but this year Geng Qiang was in charge of the Ice and Snow Festival project. Who would dare to be tough with Director Geng? Do you really think Geng Qiang is a secretary and not a director?

If you call Geng Qiang "secretary" in front of the boss, he will definitely respond with a smile; but once you leave that office, will you still call Geng Qiang "secretary"?

This is not the way to seek death.

"I remember you always said, uncle, that you studied in Ningguta for five years, right?"

"Ah?! Sent to exile in Ningguta?" Lin Yuming then added what Luo Hao didn't say.

"Yes, exile to Ningguta can become a special tourist project. But if we want to divert people from the provincial capital, I'll think about it."

"Eh? Don't tell me... But Xiao Luohao, is it really okay? Isn't it too remote? It's just Ningguta, what's so fun about it?"

"Uncle, isn't there Jingbo Lake? Let's get some quick fixes."

"Ningguta is in Ning'an, not in Jingpo Lake. It's more than a hundred miles away."

"Why are you so honest? Who said Ningguta is in Ning'an? The local Cultural and Tourism Bureau said it is in Jingpo Lake, so it is in Jingpo Lake." Luo Hao said firmly.

I go!

Chen Yong particularly admired Luo Hao's spirit of calling a horse a zebra.

There's no need to be so fussy about such trivial matters.

"It's settled for now. The event will open soon. Why did you come here just now? It's inconvenient to do anything now. It's freezing cold." Luo Hao complained, "Uncle, if they have any ideas, please find someone who can make the final decision to talk to me. I'll talk to Brother Qiang about this after get off work."

"Okay." Lin Yuming didn't ask any more questions. He knew that his nephew was smart. He was able to turn copying homework into a big project. What else could he not do?

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yong praised, "Luo Hao, being exiled to Ningguta and traveling to Jingpo Lake is a really good idea."

"What do you suggest?"

"There must be a preliminary process. I remember the TV series clips that were always posted online were..."

"The Legend of Zhen Huan." Zhuang Yan added.

"Yes, The Legend of Zhen Huan. Make a background stage according to the TV series, with the emperor in it, or the Dali Temple or something."

“That’s not what the Qing dynasty called it.”

"I understand the intention. People are kneeling below in official robes, and the emperor is reading the imperial decree, exiling him to Ningguta." Chen Yong was a little hesitant at first, but he spoke more fluently and his thoughts became clearer. "Luo Hao, let me ask you, why do tourists come here?"

"for what?"

Luo Hao was confused.

"Take pictures. Last year's statistics show that the number of female tourists far exceeds that of male tourists. Girls, like little potatoes from the South, must take as many pictures as possible," Zhuang Yan added.

"Yes, Xiaozhuang hits the nail on the head. There needs to be a sense of ritual, and we need to produce films. Chinese women who produce films throughout their lives also need to have user portraits and focus when doing tourism!" Chen Yong emphasized.

Luo Hao nodded, "Take off the official robes and put on prison clothes, which are white clothes with the word 'prisoner' written in big red pen on them. And there will also be a prison car."

"Damn it, you come up with the big one!"

"Aren't you going to make a movie? You must ride in a prison car. Try to make it as old-fashioned as possible, and add some celebrity allusions or something."

"Has Ji Xiaolan been to Ningguta?" Old Meng interrupted.

"No, he's not good enough. He just became popular because of the TV series." Chen Yong took off his mask and could see that he was quite interested in this. "If this is the case, and there's a close-up of a trek in the wild, how many studios will this thing save?"

"!!!"

"As for Ningguta, we'll build a bunch of houses for the prisoners to live in. They can be as shabby on the outside and as luxurious on the inside. Of course, they don't have to be luxurious, but they must be comfortable and have everything they need, such as air conditioning and television.

People went to Ningguta to take pictures, not to be exiled. "

Luo Hao was stunned. It seemed that the medical team's casual chat had made this unreliable idea a little more reliable.

It’s a pity that it’s a bit late. It would have been better if it was a little earlier.

"The Ningguta tourism project can at least attract thousands more people to the Ice and Snow Festival. There are also those who want to go there to have fun, so it can be considered a mutual benefit," said Chen Yong.

"Well, I'll discuss it with Brother Qiang."

Luo Hao carefully recalled what he had just said, and it seemed to make some sense.

Luo Hao smiled immediately. He probably saw that he made a promotional video for Changnan about releasing red-crowned cranes with bamboo, so he wanted to take some credit.

But if that's the case, it's still a bit rough.

If you want to do it more carefully, you have to make it like a copy.

Before leaving, the mechanical female voice said - the copy has collapsed and the host will return to the real world.

As cool as it can be.

It seems possible, but not this year. Let’s start a tourism project first and then do a big job next year.

Luo Hao sorted out the overall idea and contacted Geng Qiang.

After get off work, Luo Hao drove to find Geng Qiang.

The rules for catching people eating out are getting stricter and stricter, and Geng Qiang didn't want to get into trouble, so he took Luo Hao back to his home and cooked three dishes himself.

Geng Qiang's wife knew that they were busy, so she ate a few bites and left the table to help the children with their homework.

Luo Hao repeated his thoughts after organizing them.

Geng Qiang was stunned, but immediately showed joy.

"Xiao Luo, I've been so worried lately, but you gave me a new idea."

"What are you worried about?"

"We have already done everything we can do. I really don't know what new things we can do." Although Geng Qiang was a little distressed, he couldn't stop smiling. "Look, two years ago, frozen pear plating was developed. I racked my brains to install a large 3D naked-eye screen."

"To be honest, it's not enough. Add the red-crowned cranes and it's a bit messy. It can only be said to be barely satisfactory. There are highlights, but they are not bright enough."

"That's right." Luo Hao smiled. "If they were to be exiled to Ningguta and fight alongside the Iron Man in Daqing for a hundred days... forget about the Iron Man, but we can't really let tourists go down and play with the mud."

"What's wrong with wearing oil worker's clothes and clocking in?" Geng Qiang said, "I really need to think about this dungeon thing carefully. I will definitely not be in charge of this project next year, but I will leave a concept and continue to develop it next year, which can be considered sustainable."

"Correct!"

"What else is there in our province?" Geng Qiang asked while pondering.

"Anti-Japanese United Army? Fighting the Japanese? It was very hard back then..." Luo Hao only said this one sentence and didn't say the rest.

Geng Qiang shook his head. "It's too sensitive. Even if I show my attitude, I may not be able to accomplish this. This won't work. I have to wait for the right time."

"Okay, let's just brainstorm. If defending Zhenbao Island doesn't work, then let's exile him to Ningguta first. Someone will definitely be able to come up with a better solution in the future." Luo Hao said, took out a pen and paper, and began to record one by one.

"I remember that Jin Shengtan's family seemed to have been exiled to Ningguta. We can think about this." Luo Hao suggested.

"Yes! I will contact the provincial drama troupe!" Geng Qiang is very proactive, and the script for Jin Shengtan is ready.

The others are not well-known, so it’s inconvenient for them to appear, so that’s fine.

"Brother Qiang, have you ever been to Ningguta?" Luo Hao asked, "I haven't been there."

"I've been there once. I asked them to make a replica of the big stone with Ningguta engraved on it. Don't cry poor to me and think of taking advantage of others. If you want to have this project, the local government must show its attitude first." Geng Qiang said firmly.

Geng Qiang then called the museum staff and asked for photos of the prison van and shackles.

Luo Hao even felt that women could not bear the shackles weighing 50 to 60 kilograms, so he advised Geng Qiang to have both real and fake ones. The real ones were for tourists to experience and have a rough idea of ​​what they were like, while the fake ones were for taking photos.

As I said, tourists come here to take pictures, not to suffer.

"Brother Qiang, let's build a fake Ninggu Tower on the mountain over there by the zoo."

"Ah?" Geng Qiang was slightly startled when he heard Luo Hao suddenly say this, but he immediately understood what Luo Hao meant.

Not everyone has the money and time to go to the real Ningguta and visit Jingpo Lake. You can take photos and check in in the provincial capital. Those who are willing to travel can go to Haining and Jingpo Lake.

This is a really mean trick, Geng Qiang is very satisfied with it.

It would be good if one out of ten tourists who check in can go to Jingpo Lake, and they have to give this project to the Ice and Snow Festival project team.

"What if we go to the Snow Country? Travel thousands of miles, take photos, check in, and then find a group of reindeer or sled dogs to pull the sled?"

"In the past few years, dog sledding has been heavily criticized by dog ​​lovers. The public opinion is very strong and the project team has no unified opinion." Geng Qiang was a little hesitant.

After all, he would feel a headache if things fermented on the Internet.

"Raise the price, only one trip a day, and reservations are required. It's not tiring, and it's still a project. As for next year... Brother Qiang, look at the number of camels that are unpacked for taking photos in the desert."

"That's right." Geng Qiang saw that Luo Hao had written this down.

The two of them were talking and thinking at the same time. Luo Hao was just using his brain to brainstorm. The real brainstorming had to be done by Geng Qiang and the people from the Culture and Tourism Bureau.

I have only just started.

Suddenly an idea exploded in Luo Hao's mind.

"Brother Qiang, why do dogs have to pull the sled? Can't a giant panda pull the sled?"

Geng Qiang was frightened by Luo Hao's words and shivered involuntarily.

Giant pandas pulling sleds? Luo Hao dared to talk about this project, but he himself didn’t dare to think about it.

That scene is so beautiful, and so cruel.

"Robotic panda? Will it work in the snow and ice?" Geng Qiang certainly knew what Luo Hao meant.

Bamboo, even I can't ride it, Luo Hao is reluctant to ride it either, only Boss Chai and Boss Zhou can ride it.

Asking Zhuzi to do such hard labor is pure wishful thinking. Geng Qiang knew very well that Luo Hao was talking about the robot panda.

"It should be fine. I'll check with Yun Shenshen. It has simple functions."

If we could develop a robot dog that could pull a sled, that project would be like pie in the sky.

Geng Qiang even began to regret that Luo Hao and Yunshenshen's cooperation was too deep, otherwise he would have to ask the manufacturer for a huge sponsorship just for the endorsement of the dog sled project at the Ice and Snow Festival.

What? A robot dog costs money?

joke.

The manufacturer has to pay money to the Ice and Snow Festival for the robot dog to be used, and then take the second-hand robot dog back after use. The Ice and Snow Festival project team does not have that much warehouse space.

If one thought is understood, all thoughts are understood.

What kind of animals? People are all going to be replaced by machines. How can a few robot dogs be a problem for the project team? You must be kidding.

The two chatted for three or four hours.

At ten o'clock, Luo Hao said goodbye.

Geng Qiang was still not satisfied, but due to his regular schedule, he didn't force Luo Hao to stay.

After all, some things are not just about hard work, but also about lifespan. In history, there are many things where lifespan determines success or failure. Geng Qiang has learned from history and pays special attention to his health.

Going downstairs, Luo Hao saw several people standing next to the car.

A familiar figure is talking to someone.

"Uncle! Why are you here?" Luo Hao was surprised.

I did receive a WeChat message from Lin Yuming just now, saying that the deputy mayor in charge of the city came to inquire about whether it is possible.

But Lin Yuming didn't say that he would follow.

Lin Yuming smiled as she watched Luo Hao walk out of the unit. The smile on her face grew brighter and brighter, full of pride, without any attempt to conceal it.

What a deputy mayor in charge, he had to wait outside in the freezing cold waiting for his nephew.

"Come here, little Conch. I'll introduce you."

"Uncle, it's so cold, you are fooling around. What if you get frozen?" Luo Hao ignored the person beside him and scolded Lin Yuming while holding his hand.

Lin Yuming felt a little warm in his heart and his smile became even wider.

"It's okay. I wore this military coat specially. It's very windproof." Lin Yuming showed off his coat with a smile.

Luo Hao sighed, still feeling uneasy.

"Don't be so delicate. Come on, let me introduce this person to you." Lin Yuming began to introduce the people who came.

Luo Hao shook hands with everyone and exchanged a few words.

Soon, they turned the topic to "exile to Ningguta".

Luo Hao briefly described what he had said to Geng Qiang.

In the dark night, the eyes of several people glowed brightly like hungry wolves.

"Professor Luo." The deputy mayor in charge held Luo Hao's hand passionately, "We have also considered this, but isn't this because there is no traffic? If we just exile Ningguta, it won't work."

“Just add the Ice and Snow Festival.” Luo Hao said with a smile.

"Yes, we are inspired by many of your ideas. How much does the robot dog cost? I know the retail price is around 1. What's the wholesale price?"

"Director Geng means it doesn't cost any money."

"what?!"

"Ask Yunshenchu ​​or Tencent for it. They are well-known for their big businesses, so they can afford such a small amount. We can return the robot dog after we're done using it, or..." Luo Hao had an idea.

"Or what?"

"Adopt? What do you think?" Luo Hao asked with an idea in mind.

Adoption actually means reselling it.

"..."

"..."

Everyone was shocked. Can the robot dog be adopted? It's just sold to tourists. It's strange that no one will adopt it.

However, they did not refute Luo Hao. The city had been planning this idea for at least half a year and had also tried to attract traffic, but very few people would make a special trip just for the "exile to Ningguta" joke.

But if we add the Ice and Snow Festival and other concepts, it should be able to hold up.

Luo Hao had been feeling that he had forgotten something, and suddenly he remembered the mountain eagle.

"The Mountain Eagle...it belongs to Hailin, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Lin Yuming remembered something and scratched his head. "When I first went to school, I hadn't even visited Beishan before the counselor and school leaders told us that a student committed suicide by lying on the railway tracks in Hailin. I didn't even know Zuoshan Diao was from Hailin, I just remembered that a classmate died there."

"On the other side of the mountain sculpture..." the deputy mayor murmured.

"Find someone to write a script, a group script, or shoot a vertical screen short play. Nowadays, the investment in vertical screen short plays is not large, and each one is rougher than the other. What if there is a big background? And there are tens of thousands of tourists as extras? At least they should be paid for the part they perform."

Everyone was a little confused after hearing this, except for the young man who came with them, whose eyes almost popped out of their heads as he looked at Luo Hao excitedly.

This can be done!

"You guys take a look first. If the Zuoshandiao project is ready to go, I'll ask the script writer to contact you."

“Vertical screen skit? Is it the kind where a menopausal woman goes on a blind date and meets a domineering CEO?” Lin Yuming asked.

"Uncle, please watch something serious. But the show is pretty good. I heard it from my big girl." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Don't watch it with tinted glasses. Something like a menopausal woman meeting a domineering boss is just eye-catching. The show still has its merits."

"Hahaha, that's what I said."

"Okay, this is doubtful, let's go back and discuss it."

"Then let's get moving. Hurry up. It's snowing now. There's only about a month left until the opening of the Ice and Snow Festival. By then, a large number of tourists will have finished their tour of the provincial capital, go to Changnan to eat Longjiang Wagyu beef, see the red-crowned cranes, and then go to Ningguta to be exiled. It seems like it's manageable."

"There is also a mountain eagle! Be smart and brave, take down the mountain eagle!" Lin Yuming said.

"Okay! Professor Luo, what do you think of Director Geng's side..."

"It should be fine. You can take a rest first and go to the office to talk to Director Geng tomorrow morning."

"Yes, yes, yes." The deputy mayor in charge of culture and tourism said yes repeatedly.

After Luo Hao finished talking about the serious matters, he pulled Lin Yuming aside to whisper. He had to accompany these people and could not go with Luo Hao.

Luo Hao was nagging like an old man, constantly complaining about Lin Yuming standing in the freezing cold for several hours.

After saying that, he waved goodbye.

Watching Luo Hao get on the car and the Peugeot 307 gradually going away, the deputy mayor in charge of culture and tourism sighed deeply.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you just say you were very happy?" Lin Yuming asked.

"Dean Lin, your nephew is truly a talent."

"Thank you. I also thought of this idea. In terms of time, I was the first to think of it. And this project existed a few years ago, so it has nothing to do with him."

"No, no, no, it doesn't matter whether it's early or late. I mean..."

As he spoke, he looked up at the lights upstairs.

I couldn’t step into Director Geng’s house, but it seemed that Dean Lin’s nephew was having dinner at Director Geng’s house.

The relationship must be very good to receive such treatment.

A close friend?
But that kind of person cannot talk about work, but Luo Hao can be open-hearted and still talk about work.

You can go to someone's home to discuss work without having to worry about others being wary. It's difficult to strike a balance between priorities, and everyone in the organization understands this.

But the young man, Lin Yuming's nephew, did more than enough. As soon as Lin Yuming called, he ran to Director Geng's house without any effort.

"My nephew is quite reliable. When I went to pick him up for the college entrance examination, he was the first one out. He drank water from the tap, and the water droplets sparkled and splashed all over the sky."

Lin Yuming recalled that summer many years ago with great happiness.

That summer, Luo Hao was admitted to the eight-year undergraduate, master's and doctoral program at Peking Union Medical College, but all Lin Yuming could remember was the young man bending over and drinking water from the faucet with his face tilted in the sun.

Now, he has grown up.

"Come on, Dean Lin, let's go back to the hotel to discuss this. The inspection team is investigating closely, so we won't have dinner together. As for the idea of ​​exiling Ningguta, you can also help with the consultation."

"Oh, what do I know?" Lin Yuming smiled. "For things like this, I just watch the fun. If you really ask me to give you some advice, I can't do it."

Although he said no, Lin Yuming's smile was already overflowing.

(End of this chapter)