White armor

Chapter 558 I just made a mistake that any normal doctor would make

Luo Hao from Concord?

Xiehe, Luo Hao!!

Director Cao was stunned for a moment, and thought of the young man who had a very good reputation.

There is also a bamboo figurine in his office. It was a gift from Luo Hao to the director of the gastroenterology department when he went to the provincial hospital to visit a patient in the department. It finally fell into his hands.

Although a figurine is not worth much, it left a mark in Luo Hao's heart.

Thinking about the various things that happened in the past year, Director Cao felt that the cold wind was getting more and more fierce. His thick clothes could no longer withstand the wind and it was going straight into the cracks between his bones.

That young man is no simple person, and behind him stand ancient great masters in the industry and many gods. He is young and energetic and will not care about his opinions.

Director Cao knows very well that Luo Hao and Chen Yan are two different types of people.

"Xiao Cao, are you in cahoots with them?!"

Seeing that Director Cao was slow to speak, the thin and skinny old man asked angrily.

"Director Geng, it's not that serious." Director Cao hurriedly explained. He didn't even have time to ask what Luo Hao had done.

"Luo Hao was transferred from Donglian Mine to the First Hospital of Medical University after the New Year this year."

"Tsk~" Director Geng curled his lips and uttered a disdainful sound.

"It may be different from what you think. Generally, being transferred from a city-level hospital to a provincial hospital is considered a great honor. But Professor Luo is different. It is said that the two vice presidents in charge of clinical affairs of the first and second medical schools went to Donglian Mine Headquarters at the same time."

Director Cao began to explain what happened at that time.

He didn't know much and exaggerated a bit.

"Professor Luo set the conditions, and the Second Hospital was unhappy at the time. But I guess they are regretting it now."

"Huh? Why?"

"It wasn't long after he came to the Medical University that Professor Luo became the doctor in charge of physical examinations for the provincial leadership."

"!!!" Director Geng's expression turned serious.

He knew very well what it meant to conduct a physical examination for the provincial team.

At such a young age, he has such a good fortune! This is difficult, Director Geng trembled in his heart.

"It is said that Professor Zheng from Shanghai recommended him. When our boss was still the district chief in Shanghai, Professor Zheng performed the painless gastroscopy for his physical examination. At that time, Professor Zheng said that his level was not as good as Professor Luo's."

"!!!"

In an instant, the wind became even colder, freezing Director Geng's bones.

Recommended by a famous expert in Shanghai, he performed painless gastroscopy on the top buildings in the province at a young age.

How could Director Geng not know what this means?

Those people have countless secrets in their hearts, and no one knows what shocking secrets they can reveal when they wake up from basic anesthesia.

So the best thing is to always stay awake.

It goes without saying how important it is to have a doctor who can perform painless gastroenteroscopy under any circumstances.

Director Geng shuddered.

"Then he was promoted three levels in a row, directly becoming a professor and chief physician."

"Shameless."

Director Cao sighed, glanced at his old director, and said softly, "The professor is a professor appointed by both our Medical University and Peking Union Medical College."

"Giggle, gggggggg~~~" Director Geng made a ggggling sound in his throat.

His muscles cramped, and he remembered that Luo Hao said that the video and picture of the gauze would be used in teaching.

At that time, Director Geng thought it was a joke, but he didn't expect it to be serious!
Harbin Medical University doesn't count. Luo Hao even took his erroneous surgery to the Union Hospital to complain about it...

People need dignity and trees need bark. Director Geng was stunned for a moment.

In the next thirty years, today's students will all become domestic experts in their prime. There is a "joke" circulating in the medical circle, a joke about themselves.

Oh shit!

This is simply too much, Director Geng cursed in his heart.

"Director... it would be fine if it was a professor, but this year Professor Luo Haoluo won the Sanqing Award."

"Three Qing?" Director Geng didn't know much about this. In his time, there was no requirement for scientific research. All he had to do was to perform the surgery well. For a moment, Director Geng even thought that Luo Hao had entered Taoism and worshipped the Three Pure Ones.

Director Cao explained to him, "This year, the research indicators of the first grade of Medical University suddenly entered the top ten in the country. The extra ones were all done by Professor Luo."

"..."

"Professor Luo no longer writes papers. He brought a doctor from Donglian to write papers. Well, I want a top-notch SCI paper. I've been thinking about how to get in touch with Dr. Chen."

"You! Do you have any shame?!" Director Geng glared.

"Boss, Boss..." Director Cao's way of addressing Director Geng has become the same as it was ten years ago, familiar and friendly.

Since Director Geng retired, others have become less respectful to him, and only Director Cao still sticks to his original intention.

"Don't be angry, boss. The situation is stronger than people." Director Cao sighed, "Zhu Zi, you know it."

"Yes, I know. I'm the ambassador of the Ice and Snow Festival."

"It's raised by Professor Luo Haoluo, one of Sanqing's projects."

Director Geng was stunned at this moment.

Bamboo, was it raised by Luo Hao? !
"Boss, you have already retired from this matter. The hospital will not say much about mistakes made during previous surgeries. Just pay the compensation. The rest will fall on me. You are still in good health and don't need to worry about such a small matter."

"This is just a small matter? Luo Hao is so arrogant!" Director Geng scolded, "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Can Luo Hao guarantee that he will never make mistakes in his life? I just made a mistake that a normal doctor would make. If we help each other, it will be fine."

"But he didn't even bother to tell me and turned hostile on the spot. Is this respect for an old comrade? Does he have any respect for his teacher?"

As he spoke, Director Geng turned around, looked at Director Cao, and pointed at the blood on his face.

"Xiao Cao, look!"

Director Cao was really helpless and sighed deeply.

Fortunately, it was not the Ghost Festival or Halloween, otherwise I would have thought that Director Geng had put on a special makeup.

“Respect your teachers, respect your teachers!”

Director Geng's voice was shrill, like that of a ghost, echoing in the cold wind.

"Boss, calm down. Don't let your anger harm your health. These are just small matters. Let's take care of our health."

Director Cao thought for a moment and said, "How about this? Professor Guo from the Medical University is my classmate. I'll contact Dr. Chen to publish an SCI paper in the New England Journal of Medicine..."

At this point, Director Cao felt a little dazed. He felt like he was telling a joke.

Hey!
Director Cao cursed.

The main reason is that Professor Luo's medical team is so capable that he was able to single-handedly raise the scientific research level of the First Hospital of Medical University to the top level in the country.

Moreover, when Professor Luo Haoluo turned to research and stopped writing papers, a young doctor he brought from Donglian Mine was able to take over!
Publishing in top sci journals is as easy as taking candy from a bag.

This is simply a myth.

"You!" Director Geng glared at him.

"Boss, there's nothing I can do. They publish top-level SCI papers like it's free. They can publish one in one or two weeks. The professors, resident managers, and even the junior doctors at the Medical University all have one or several papers. If I don't have even one, how can I join the provincial committee in the future?"

"Even if you sneak in because you look familiar, you still feel nervous when you go on stage to speak. I didn't expect that the top sci journals are so competitive now... It's not easy for me, boss."

"!!!"

"Hey, boss, to be honest, I am not convinced either, but the situation is stronger than me. The recent crackdown on academic fraud requires a retrospective investigation. I don't want to do this, but there is nothing I can do."

"You can find a multinational pharmaceutical company! Doesn't the manufacturer have any contact with you? I don't believe that without Luo the butcher, we would still have to eat hairy pigs." Director Lao Geng said.

"AstraZeneca's managers and sales are under criminal investigation..."

"Ah?!" Director Geng was stunned.

"There must be something from academic societies and journal articles. I don't have any evidence, but AstraZeneca is just the beginning. I don't know how much more information I can find from this."

"I can't even hide now, how dare I go up to him?"

"Another thing is to spend money, but now we are cracking down on academic fraud, so a lot of content cannot be published. I don't know what kind of relationship the young doctor under Professor Luo has with the editor-in-chief of the New England Journal of Medicine, but he allows one article to be published without having to wait in line."

"Boss, you know the queue will take at least half a year."

"The most important thing is that they don't charge any money. If you're in a good mood, just give your name. If you're in a particularly good mood, you can just do it once." Director Cao felt like he was dreaming as he spoke.

Top-notch sci, that’s top-notch sci!

If it were five years ago, a PhD could be named as the first author of a top-notch SCI paper, which could be used as a dowry.

Director Geng felt a lump in his throat. He looked at Director Cao fiercely, but his heart was confused and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Boss, this is what's going on. Let me analyze it for you." Director Cao stretched out his hand and exhaled.

White smoke is floating in the air. What a damn weather! Didn’t they say the weather was getting warmer? Why is this winter so cold?

"If you walk along the river often, you will get your feet wet. If there is a problem, we should solve it. Don't you agree?"

"You've already retired. If there are any problems, the hospital will solve them. The main thing is, don't..."

"Are you really going to ask me to apologize in order to publish the paper?!" Director Geng roared angrily.

"No, no, no, let's not go and apologize. We can always go and ask about the situation." Director Cao quickly pulled Director Geng to his side. "Professor Luo has a doctor who was transferred from the Infectious Disease Hospital. During the Chinese New Year last year, he brought gifts and begged me to take him in."

"Tell me, what kind of place is the infectious disease hospital? Are there any decent doctors there? I didn't treat him well at all at that time."

"But who would have thought that he would be so lucky that Professor Luo took him in, and now he is doing very well. Alas, times are different now, times are different now."

"Let's go take a look at him, ask about the situation, and try to bring them together."

Director Cao felt a little bewildered when he thought of the square-faced, humble old attending physician who almost knelt down and begged him.

Director Geng wanted to refuse, but he thought of Luo Hao standing on the podium, explaining to dozens or hundreds of students how to check during surgery, and talking about the gauze he left inside the patient's body.

By the way, he made a few more jokes and even said his own name.

Director Geng felt more and more depressed and felt that he was about to have a heart attack at any moment.

"Boss, let's go, let's take a look now."

"What time is it? Why isn't he off work yet?" asked Director Geng.

Although his tone was still unfriendly, he secretly gave in.

Director Cao let out a long sigh and finally persuaded the boss.

This is really fucking weird. The boss had surgery before he retired, so how come he got sick now?

And the oncology department was actually sent to the medical university. There was something weird about it. What bad luck!

Director Cao thought to himself.

I took Director Geng to the inpatient department. It was late, and there were not many people waiting at the elevator. If it was busy, it would take half an hour to queue for the elevator.

After getting in the elevator, Director Cao was still persuading Director Geng.

Director Cao thought that the old attending physician with a square face should be easy to talk to.

When he arrived at the Interventional Department, Director Geng was stunned.

“Why is it the Interventional Department?!” asked Director Geng.

"..." Director Cao was also at a loss. He didn't even know how to explain it.

"Professor Luo has seven professional certificates, including veterinary medicine."

"Why doesn't he work in pediatrics? He's so awesome." Director Geng complained angrily.

"It seems that Sanqing has a project on the interventional treatment of maxillofacial hemangiomas in infants and young children." Director Cao added embarrassedly.

"..."

The office was quite lively, with laughter and chatter audible from time to time.

"Look, what a dirty glass of water." A voice came out.

Director Cao was stunned. The tone and tonality of his speech were exactly the same as those of live streaming sales.

What is this?

"Hey, it's so dirty!!! Come on, give me the Universe's Invincible Super Dark Matter Absorbing Rag."

"..." Director Cao and Director Geng were both stunned.

It doesn't seem like live streaming selling goods, because live streaming selling goods will talk about family members. The voices coming out of the interventional doctor's office sound like what those people who traveled around performing arts decades ago would say.

"Come, the moment to witness the miracle has begun!"

Director Cao and Director Geng walked to the door and saw a doctor with bright eyes and sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples holding a piece of cloth and putting it into a transparent cup.

The cup was dirty, but when the cloth was put in, it became clean instantly.

And the cloth didn't get dirty.

???

Director Cao was stunned.

"Here! Look at it." Chen Yong said with a smile, "Live streaming is all about this stuff. Now that Lao Meng is here to help, many people are tempted."

"Brother Yong, what's the principle?"

"Learn math, physics and chemistry, and you won't be afraid of going anywhere." Chen Yong said with a smile, "This contains iodine, and there is vitamin C powder on the rag. When they touch each other, they will react naturally."

“……” Director Cao was stunned.

He didn't expect that in the middle of the night, the interventional doctor's office would actually be performing magic.

It's really not a proper job.

"Who did you learn this from?" Zhuang Yan asked with a smile.

"One time my master didn't call for water, so he asked me to go down the mountain to buy him some."

"What? Wait a minute, what does it mean that your master didn't shout out water?" Zhuang Yan was stunned.

"There are two plots of land in the back hill where my master lives. As long as you shout, water will come out. I don't know what happened that day, there was no water."

"Tsk, you're just playing tricks." Director Geng said coldly and contemptuously.

Chen Yong had seen them both a long time ago, but never in the ward. Chen Yong guessed that they were distant relatives of the patient, the kind of people who suffered from Tianbian Filial Son Syndrome.

"Oh no." Chen Yong smiled. Since he was the patient's family member, he should be more friendly. He explained with a cheerful face, "The principle of the water spring is in the book. It has been scientifically studied. It's not a trick. I don't know what happened that day, and my master never explained it to me later."

Calling water spring?
what is that?
Director Cao and Director Lao Geng were both stunned.

"In a book? What book?" Director Geng, who had a domineering temper and was naturally resistant to these weird and supernatural things, questioned in a low voice.

"The General Records of Youyang Prefecture states: "The spring is under a huge rock at the foot of the mountain. There are two holes under the rock that look like nostrils...People who beg for water knock on the rock with a small stone and shout for water. Soon water will gush out, depending on the number of people and the size of the container. After people leave, the water will remain."

"Whose family members are you?" Chen Yong asked casually after explaining.

“We are not the patients’ family members.”

"Are you here to see a doctor? It's too late now. Forget it, let's not go back and forth. What's your name?" Chen Yong said in a friendly manner. "Let me take a look at the film. If I don't understand, I'll ask Luo Hao to take a look."

"..."

Director Cao hurried over and said, "We are here to see Doctor Meng."

Meng Liangren was originally revising the medical records. Chen Yong usually liked to play around, so it was difficult for Old Meng to say anything and he could only do his own work.

Suddenly I heard a voice that seemed familiar. I turned around and quickly stood up.

"Director Cao, hello, hello, what a rare guest." A smile appeared on Meng Liangren's square face.

Director Cao smiled, and nodded as if he hadn't seen the hand that Meng Liangren extended. "Xiao Meng, you've done a good job at Medical University. I always say that gold will always shine."

"Who are they?" Chen Yong immediately became unhappy when he saw Director Cao's expression.

"Doctor Chen, this is Director Cao from the Provincial Hospital's General Surgery Department." Meng Liangren was not embarrassed. He had encountered too many embarrassing things in the past, so when he saw that Director Cao was reserved and did not shake hands with him, he withdrew his hand and explained.

Doctor Chen?!

Director Cao was stunned for a moment.

That big shot who could easily publish a paper in the New England Journal was actually performing in the office!

Who dares to believe this? !
And he was so young that Director Cao thought Chen Yong was an intern.

"Doctor Chen?!" Director Cao smiled immediately and bent his waist a little. "Are you Doctor Chen Yong?"

"Yes." Chen Yong sat down and crossed his legs.

The scene just now made Chen Yong very unhappy. Do you think you can just beat Old Meng?
Luo Hao doesn't even criticize Lao Meng, so who the hell do you think you are?

"Professor Guo is my classmate. He told you about it. I was thinking of visiting you again before the annual meeting in a few days. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence today." Director Cao walked over with a flattering smile on his face, bending over.

"Oh, Director Cao from the Provincial Hospital's General Surgery Department, I remember now." Chen Yong crossed his legs and glanced at Director Cao. "In the past, you thought that Lao Meng was an old attending physician, but I don't argue with you. After entering the first year of medical school, why don't you call me Teacher Meng?"

"!!!"

"!!!"

Director Cao and Director Geng were dumbfounded.

Is it so difficult to communicate?

What kind of people are under Luo Hao's command? Each and every one of them is a proud and brave general, and they will directly fight back if they disagree with something.

Director Cao was embarrassed.

"Brother Yong, provincial hospital? I heard from Uncle Feng that there seemed to be a patient with gauze in his abdominal cavity who was wheeled to our hospital. My senior brother just performed that operation." Zhuang Yan explained.

Uncle Feng?

Feng Zixuan!
Director Cao immediately thought of the director of the Medical Department of the First Hospital of Medical University, who had a sinister expression and made countless regulations for clinical practice.

"Oh, gauze can be dropped into the abdominal cavity during an operation. How is the operation performed!" Chen Yong said contemptuously.

"That sorcerer has retired. I just went home and happened to hear him calling my dad."

"????"

Director Cao and Director Geng were stunned.

Her dad?!
Zhuang Yongqiang?!

Zhuang Yongqiang's daughter is actually working overtime?
A strong sense of absurdity lingered throughout his body, and Director Cao highly suspected that the cold wind must have been too strong and he was hallucinating.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Yong crossed his legs, glanced at Director Cao, then at Director Geng, and asked casually.

Zhuang Yan felt happy, thinking that what her grandfather said made sense.

If you look closely, you can see some forehead wrinkles on Brother Yong when he speaks.

It turns out that if you sit and listen to people talking too much, you will get forehead wrinkles.

Lao Meng is not like this. If Lao Meng were in Brother Yong's position, he would have stood up long ago.

But Brother Yong was just venting Old Meng's anger, and Zhuang Yan was watching with a smile on her face.

"I……"

Director Cao was cursing in his heart, who the hell could have imagined that this person was Doctor Chen.

Chen Yong was not in a hurry. Since they were not patients or their families, why should he give them face?

When Lao Meng extended his hand, he didn't even shake hands with her, which gave Lao Meng a warning. It was obvious at a glance that this woman was not a good person.

"Ding~~~"

The doctor outside the elevator made a "ding" sound.

"Boss, please come this way." Luo Hao's voice came in.

"How many years was the one from Xiangya sentenced to?"

"Seventeen years." An old voice came in.

"Harm, less." Luo Hao said calmly, "As a doctor, there must be a minimum bottom line. Let's not talk about high, bottom line thinking. Clinical practice is in a mess now, guess what happened."

"Who did you learn this bad habit from? I guess you are just like those old people from the Qing Dynasty in the capital."

"Hahaha, boss, don't be angry. I saw a patient today. The provincial hospital saw a tumor in the abdominal cavity, but they didn't do a differential diagnosis and directly said it was a tumor. He started chemotherapy and radiotherapy."

"Oh? Is the film typical?"

"The film is not typical. It was a surgery done 7 or 8 years ago, and the gauze got stuck inside," Luo Hao said. "They saw a tumor and didn't care whether it was benign or malignant, but just started chemotherapy. Just tell me, this is unreasonable no matter where you look."

"I sometimes feel that the prevalence of medical disputes is mainly related to this."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Director Geng's whole body tensed up.

Luo Hao's voice was still as hateful as ever, but the old voice beside him sounded more and more familiar, and it seemed as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Each one is outrageous in his own way."

Several people walked into the office, and Director Geng saw a familiar face.

He stumbled sideways and almost fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)