White armor

Chapter 579 Small Town Test-taker

"What do you want to say?" Yang Jinghe's lover asked in confusion.

"I was still young at that time and was studying in the imperial capital." Yang Jinghe sat on the sofa, lazily.

Yang Jinghe's lover looked at him quietly, and Yang Jinghe had a bunch of white hair on his temples.

I have been going home more often recently, unlike before when I could not find him at all. Old Yang is getting old, she thought quietly in her heart.

"It was Chinese New Year at that time. The year we first met, I didn't go home for Chinese New Year. I was helping my teacher in the hospital. And there was a seriously ill patient in the department at that time. His family had a background. It was that person."

"I know. What happened next?" Yang Jinghe's lover sat next to Yang Jinghe and asked softly.

"On the 29th day of the lunar year, I was sitting in my office writing medical records after seeing a patient when a young man knocked on the door, carrying a bedroll on his back."

He really did bring bedding. Old Yang was not joking. Yang Jinghe's lover frowned slightly.

Such simple and honest people should be rare nowadays. The kids born in the 00s assigned by the unit are more harsh in their words than others, as if they will not be happy unless they talk people to death.

However, this is also called the post-00s rectifying the workplace. Yang Jinghe’s lover didn’t know who was right or wrong, and just listened quietly.

"It turns out that this young man had just finished his postgraduate examination. He knew that the boss was here, so he visited him in advance to see if he could help out in the department for a few days."

"At that time, the weather in the capital was even colder than it is now in the Northeast. The young man's face was red from the cold, as if he had just come back from the fields. The boss happened to be there, and he was also interested, so we chatted for a while."

"During the Chinese New Year, who doesn't want to go home for a reunion dinner? There was no one working in the department. Although there were fewer patients, there were still patients from other places who had to be hospitalized. The transportation at that time was not as good as it is now, so it was not easy to go home."

Yang Jinghe's words were a little disjointed, but his lover could understand him.

"That young man stayed and worked with me. He became Director Ming of Peking University. At that time, who would have thought that this young man could gain a foothold in the capital and become the director.

Speaking of this person, it’s really hard to look at him.”

"That's how you know Director Ming!" Yang Jinghe's lover was surprised.

"Yeah." Yang Jinghe sighed and said with emotion, "Twenty years have passed in a flash. I'm not fooling that child. No matter how hard I try, I can only guarantee the minimum, especially for a child like this from a rural area."

“It’s not as good as it was in the late 1980s.”

"Professor Luo is indeed very capable, but what if he doesn't catch Professor Luo's eye?" asked Yang Jinghe's lover.

"I asked him to introduce me. Professor Luo is a very hard-nosed person. He helped me publish a few papers, performed two surgeries, and even implanted particles in me. To Professor Luo, these were like throwing a few bones to a stray dog ​​on the roadside."

Yang Jinghe's lover was surprised.

She knew very well that Lao Yang was arrogant, and this was the first time she heard Lao Yang describe himself as a stray dog ​​on the roadside.

"You can blame me for your bad luck? There are only a few places for graduate students at Peking Union Medical College each year, and I can't get it. This kid is ambitious, and if he is ambitious, he will have a good life. Otherwise, his ambition is as high as the sky, but his life is as fragile as paper.

I show him a way, but whether he can follow it depends on himself.

They say that immortals can show you the way. I have witnessed it with my own eyes. I have told him everything I have seen. This is the limit. Any more? I don’t know and I can’t help you.”

The bell rings.

Yang Jinghe stood up and stared at the fireworks in the distance.

Hearing the bell, Luo Hao hugged Wang Jiani.

Luo Hao still has a basic sense of ritual.

This heavy memory will always be preserved.

However, Luo Hao's heavy memories were interrupted, Zhuzi pulled Luo Hao with her hands, wanting to kiss, hug and lift him up high.

damn thing!
Luo Hao held Wang Jiani in his left arm and rubbed the bamboo with his right hand.

Originally, Bamboo was supposed to celebrate the New Year with the tourists on the rooftop, but no one expected that when everyone's eyes fell on the countdown clock, Bamboo sneaked back.

Also good.

The lights and shadows of fireworks flickered outside, and Luo Hao's heart was full.

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year!"

Luo Hao and Wang Jiani wished each other happiness, then squatted down at the same time, looked at each other and smiled.

Holding the bamboo on both sides, Wang Jiani raised her phone and said, "One, two, three!"

Click~
A new year begins.

……

Luo Hao really didn't have the energy to organize team building, so he slept until noon. The girl was still sleeping soundly, so Luo Hao didn't call her.

After getting up, cooking a meal, eating it hastily, and washing up, Luo Hao drove to the hospital in a trembling state.

That's the bad thing about OCD.

In fact, Luo Hao himself knew that he didn't need to be so diligent. After all, there was Lao Meng at the hospital, who was enough to deal with most scenarios.

If he really encountered a difficult problem, Lao Meng would talk to him. When it came to calling him, Lao Meng never cared about the time, which Luo Hao was very satisfied with.

If Meng Liangren had considered the time factor, Luo Hao would not be so reassured.

Old Meng is never confused about major issues.

"Director Fang was called away for investigation during the New Year. Is this really a bad year?"

As soon as Luo Hao stepped into the office, he heard Zhuang Yan gossiping while she was folding handicrafts.

Fang Xiao?

What happened to that guy?
"Professor Luo!" Meng Liangren stood up when he saw Luo Hao coming in, "Happy New Year."

Although it is the Gregorian calendar year, it can still be said to be the Chinese New Year.

"Happy New Year, happy New Year."

"Senior brother, Happy New Year! Red envelopes, red envelopes!" Zhuang Yan stretched out her hand.

Luo Hao smiled and sent a red envelope to the medical team’s group.

"What happened to Director Fang?"

Meng Liangren told Luo Hao about Fang Xiao's situation. Luo Hao didn't care much about the gossip. What was mainly surprising was that Fang Xiao had a good relationship with Old Meng.

"So that's it."

"Senior Brother, why aren't you surprised?" Zhuang Yan looked at him strangely.

"A few years ago, there was an incident at an agricultural university, on the first floor of a hotel, where a professor and a female student checked into a hotel room and were live-broadcasted. Do you remember that?"

"Ah? Agricultural University? First floor?" Zhuang Yan thought for a moment, "I remember it! In the video, it seemed like there were hundreds of students watching the fun outside. The two people inside didn't know anything at all. They chatted first, then hugged and so on."

"I remember it, too. It was all over the WeChat group." Meng Liangren smiled. "I was wondering why these two people were so careless that they didn't even close the curtains."

"Yeah, this is the kind of glass used in their school hotel." Luo Hao chuckled, as if he remembered something.

"Brother!"

"what?"

"Have you read the full version?!" Zhuang Yan instantly found the essence of the problem.

"Yeah, but it's been deleted a long time ago. It happened so many years ago. It's okay to watch it for fun. It can still be spread. It's okay to watch it, but it's illegal to spread it."

"How can you see it if you don't spread it!"

"My eldest son passed it on to me. As long as the rumors are stopped by the wise, we will be fine." Luo Hao said calmly, "Besides, why are you looking at that thing? It makes me feel embarrassed. Why didn't you take a break on New Year's Day?"

"We are resting, but the patients are not resting. Hurry up and finish writing the medical records. Then it will be time to admit patients on the 3rd."

Zhuang Yan waved.

"calls me?"

"Brother, the short video you were filmed in yesterday said something about a male dog waist~~ A lot of girls were drooling over it."

"Oh, ignore them. They are more outspoken than each other when they are online, and more cowardly than each other offline and in real life. This is the norm." Luo Hao waved his hand, not caring at all about the male dog waist.

Meng Liangren laughed out loud. Professor Luo's comment was really to the point.

"How is the patient?" Luo Hao asked casually while sitting in his seat without changing his clothes.

"It's nothing. Xiaozhuang and I have looked around this place this morning. Professor Luo, please take us around again later."

As he said this, Meng Liangren seemed to want to laugh, but he held it back.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Hao asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Doctor Chen has been making rounds very frequently recently, and patients have been seeing the doctor too many times..." Meng Liangren said, feeling it was a bit ridiculous.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for patients and their families to see doctors in hospitals of the level of the First Hospital of Medical University. Even if they want to ask about something they don't understand, the doctors are very busy and have no time to explain.

However, in our own medical team, the doctors took turns to make rounds, chatting with patients and their families, and they had no time to check their phones. This was truly an oddity.

"Oh, Chen Yong has been so concerned recently." Luo Hao smiled. He probably felt something after Chen Yong and he analyzed the answer to the last big question together after the fortune-telling competition.

A figure flashed past the door, and Luo Hao saw that it was a young man with ordinary clothes and clear eyes. He should have just graduated.

Seeing him acting furtively, Luo Hao thought he was a student who was unsure about the exam, or a salesperson, so he waved him, "Come here."

Luo Hao felt that it was not easy for either the salesperson who came to do business on New Year's Day or the student who was about to fail a course, and he was sneaky and it was obvious that he was a novice.

Luo Hao, who seldom dealt with manufacturers, suddenly had an idea and greeted the young man.

During major holidays, you can ask him to talk to you. If he is a salesperson from a manufacturer, it is also okay to give him some advice.

Luo Hao was happy today and talked a lot.

Miao Youfang was stunned for a moment. He saw Luo Hao wearing ordinary clothes and tilted his head slightly.

He seemed to be wondering who the person in front of him was.

With a naive and silly look on his face, Luo Hao smiled and asked, "Are you a family member of the patient? Or are you here to visit?"

"I...I..." Miao Youfang stuttered when asked.

It must be the manufacturer's sales. It is said that the situation in the south is okay, but the situation in the north is one-size-fits-all, and the manufacturer's sales are like a lost dog.

The young man in front of me was carrying a backpack and looked like he was fleeing from famine, which was a bit ridiculous.

Luo Hao looked straight at Miao Youfang with a smile on his face.

"Hello, teacher." Miao Youfang walked in and saw Meng Liangren and others there. They were wearing white clothes. Guessing that Luo Hao was also a doctor from the First Hospital of Medical University, he bowed slightly and greeted them politely and respectfully.

Luo Hao smiled but said nothing, waiting to see how the young man would say his first words.

The first words you say when meeting someone are the most important, but unfortunately most manufacturers' salespeople don't do well in this regard. As for the girl, that was an accident.

"I'm a fifth-year student at Xishan Medical College, and I just finished the postgraduate entrance examination," Miao Youfang introduced himself.

He looked a little timid, but once he started talking, he became bolder and spoke eloquently, neither arrogant nor humble.

As for Yang Jinghe's words about kneeling down in front of Corey, Miao Youfang seemed to have forgotten it completely.

Luo Hao raised his eyebrows. He actually guessed wrong?

He just passed the postgraduate entrance examination and knew to bite the bullet and pay respect to the master? This young man is quite interesting, Luo Hao thought. "Did you pass the postgraduate entrance examination for Director Shen?" Luo Hao asked.

"Oh, you're here to visit the teacher so early? You're amazing!" Zhuang Yan laughed, "Are you here to give me a gift? Let me tell you, it's hard to give a gift."

"Don't make a fuss. When I was his age, I couldn't even give out a single mooncake during the Mid-Autumn Festival." Luo Hao said with a smile, "Come in, young man. You should take a break today. You came at an unfortunate time. You must have come here to check out the time."

Miao Youfang was a little confused. He was just a fifth-year student and had not yet entered society, but he was stunned by such a familiar set of combos.

But he did not stand there like a wooden man. Instead, he walked in with a backpack and bowed to everyone.

"Teacher, I applied to Union Medical College."

"Ok?"

"???"

"???"

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Luo Hao immediately became interested. It turned out that there was an expert behind the scenes directing this person, and he was the one coming for him.

"Haha, come on, do it." Luo Hao patted the armrest of the chair beside him, "How many points do you think you can get?"

"About 400."

Luo Hao nodded with satisfaction. "You were admitted to Peking Union Medical College. Who should you look for in the Interventional Department of the First Hospital of the Medical University?"

Miao Youfang smiled subtly. Although he was a little restrained, he did not speak without restraint.

He looked at Luo Hao cautiously with an apologetic expression.

Luo Hao found this young man more and more interesting. He laughed and was about to speak when a patient with big shoulders and a thick waist, whose neck was even thicker than his head, walked in.

"Doctor Meng, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Seeing the patient coming in, Luo Hao came up to Miao Youfang and said, "Observe the patient carefully. If you have any questions, you can ask them. After the patient leaves, I will ask you a question. If you can answer it, everything will be fine."

Miao Youfang was stunned for a moment, but the habit he developed in school made him excited all of a sudden.

take an exam!

For a small town test-taker, this is his only strength and his only path to advancement. Although he doesn't know who is going to test him, he instantly turns up the energy.

Miao Youfang stared at the patient carefully, with his ears pricked up like an antenna, not missing a single word of the conversation.

"Are you anxious?" Meng Liangren asked with a smile.

"I can't sleep well in the hospital." The patient said in a muffled voice.

"You are afraid that your snoring will make the patient next door sleep badly." Meng Liangren said, "You are a very nice person."

The patient touched his head and smiled innocently.

"Also, you're craving for alcohol?"

"..."

"If you want to live, you can't drink alcohol when you go home. You were so scared when you came here, and now you want to..."

Meng Liangren chattered in a gentle voice.

Miao Youfang tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and a look of concentration shone on his face.

Luo Hao crossed his legs and was about to snap his fingers, but he stopped and did not disturb Miao Youfang.

After chatting for a few minutes, Meng Liangren sent the patient out. The two of them were talking and laughing. They didn't look like doctor and patient, but more like buddies.

After Meng Liangren left, Luo Hao asked with a smile, "Young man, what is your name?"

"Teacher, don't be so polite. My last name is Miao, you can just call me Xiao Miao." Miao Youfang stood up and lowered his head while talking to Luo Hao.

The patient went out and suddenly came back, "Professor Luo, you didn't take a rest on New Year's Day."

Miao Youfang was stunned for a moment, he stared at Luo Hao in a daze.

"No, I just came to take a look. I have something to do in the afternoon." Luo Hao smiled.

"Professor Luo, I will be discharged on the 3rd."

"Okay, Lao Meng has the final say." Luo Hao and the patient waved their hands.

Miao Youfang stared at Luo Hao in a daze. Professor Luo, who Yang Jinghe described as a god, actually looked too young.

It’s just that Miao Youfang hasn’t had time to look for Luo Hao’s photo. He just came here to get to know the place today, but he didn’t expect to meet Professor Luo.

"Come on." Luo Hao snapped his fingers, Erhei got up, and walked to Luo Hao with rustling steps without recognizing any relatives.

Luo Hao stretched out his hand and placed it on Erhei’s head.

Miao Youfang was stunned. Was this a dream?

"Student Xiaomiao, what did you see just now?" Luo Hao smiled, looked at Miao Youfang, and asked gently.

Meng Liangren sighed inwardly, wondering if Professor Luo was too strict. How could this kid see anything during the time they were just chatting?

Zhuang Yan looked at Miao Youfang with great interest, expecting him to say something.

"Professor Luo, are you Luo Hao from Union Medical College?"

"Yeah." Luo Hao nodded slightly.

"Senior brother, why do you always like to say that you are Luo Hao from Union Medical College?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"Oh, doesn't this seem to have historical background? Zhao Zilong of Changshan and Zhang Yide of Yan, that's probably the reason. But you can't use it. If I tell them, the bosses will admit it. As for you."

Zhuang Yan laughed.

Luo Hao knew that Zhuang Yan was trying to help Miao Youfang out so that the child wouldn't have a blank mind and be embarrassed.

"Brother, are the questions you took too difficult?"

"Is it difficult?" Luo Hao looked at Miao Youfang. "It's not that bad. It may be a little difficult for you Peking University Health Science Center graduates. That's because your foundation is not solid enough."

"..."

Alas, senior brother is good in every way, but he is always like this when it comes to school. It’s so annoying, Zhuang Yan sighed in her heart.

"Professor Luo, the patient just now had liver cancer after interventional surgery, right?"

Miao Youfang suddenly said.

Luo Hao nodded, "What else did you see?"

"Liver cancer caused by alcoholic liver disease is rare."

"Oh?!" Luo Hao looked at Miao Youfang with interest, "How did you figure that out?"

Zhuang Yan was also stunned. She didn't expect that this young man could directly identify that it was alcoholic liver disease.

After all, there are not many cases of liver cancer caused by alcoholic liver disease in the country. Most of them occur after hepatitis B cirrhosis.

Miao Youfang seemed to relax a little after receiving the recognition. He took a long breath and said, "Professor Luo, I see that the patient's neck and head are thick on one side, and there is a lot of fat on the back of his neck."

Luo Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.

This kid is interesting.

"Madlung's disease is a rare fat metabolism disorder, also known as benign symmetrical lipoma, which is more common in long-term alcoholics."

"Except for fighting enthusiasts in China, those with thick necks and heads on one side and fat accumulation on the back of the neck should first consider Madelung's disease."

Miao Youfang was a little long-winded, but Luo Hao didn't care. Instead, he looked at him with interest.

"He is so big that his neck is almost invisible..."

"Keep it simple." Luo Hao interrupted Miao Youfang's chatter.

Miao Youfang was slightly startled, but still followed Luo Hao's statement and continued, "Long-term heavy drinking, plus the patient appeared in the interventional department, and was very familiar with Professor Meng. It can be guessed that he must have undergone several liver cancer interventional surgeries."

"Excessive drinking, coupled with liver cancer, should be the cause of alcoholic liver disease."

It’s okay. Although his speech was a bit incoherent, Luo Hao was satisfied with Miao Youfang’s performance.

"You estimate 400 points?" Luo Hao suddenly asked.

"It should be, the lowest is 390." Miao Youfang answered confidently.

"Then stay and learn how to write medical records from Teacher Meng. Admission won't be until after the new year, so there's no need to rush." ​​Luo Hao smiled slightly, holding Erhei in his hand, with admiration in his eyes.

"I can stay!" Miao Youfang was a little excited.

"Let's see your true level. This is considered a probation period. My medical team doesn't keep idle people." After Luo Hao finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Zhuang Yan, "Xiao Zhuang."

"Yes, brother."

"Please think about the employment contract of the laboratory. Xiao Miao will pay him 20,000 yuan a month during the probation period."

"!!!"

"!!!"

Miao Youfang and the resident manager were both stunned.

Especially the chief resident, he was just watching the fun and didn't know anything about the Madelung disease that Miao Youfang was talking about, but it sounded like it made sense.

Although he didn't understand Metro's disease, he knew that it was worth 20,000 yuan a month, and he was just a fifth-year student.

Aren't these people just being used as free cattle and horses? !

Not to mention anything else, giving him a chance to be a free slave would be a great blessing for this young man.

Professor Ke Luo just said give money!
The inpatient manager almost cried. He had a chance at the beginning, but he thought he would wait and see and make a choice after he stopped being the inpatient manager.

Who knew that Professor Luo would rise so fast.

Director Shen hasn't even finished his one-year residency yet, and it seems like he wants Professor Luo to take over as director.

Of course, Professor Luo himself was unwilling, and Director Shen couldn't force him.

"Professor Luo, no, no." Miao Youfang was a little embarrassed, his face flushed, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "No need for money."

"Oh, you can go anywhere without money." Luo Hao said, "It's easier to work after you're full. Besides, it's hard to say whether you can stay or not."

"..."Miao Youfang stared at Luo Hao in a daze.

"Yes, you know about Madelung's disease. The surgery for this disease is not simple, but it is generally not performed. The boss said that when he was young, he cut the neck fat of a Madelung's disease patient and cut off nearly 20 kilograms."

"Oh my god, so many!" Zhuang Yan was surprised.

"Madlung's disease is benign fatty hyperplasia. It is different from conventional lipoma surgery in that it has no boundaries. If you cut too much, you may cut the skin, and if you cut too little, it may re-grow in the future.

And the amount of fat removed on both sides needs to be similar so that the flap can fit smoothly with the muscle.”

"It's a test of surgical skills. Madelung's disease is more common in the Mediterranean region, and it's more common in Inner Mongolia. But it's not very serious, and few cases require surgery."

Miao Youfang felt a little strange as he watched Luo Hao talking so eloquently.

(End of this chapter)