White armor

Chapter 598: Even More Than an Anatomy Teacher
Meng Liangren's face turned into a bitter gourd shape, and bitterness seemed to be able to be squeezed out of his square face.

What did Director Shen say?

Shen Zizai also felt awkward and sighed, "Didn't he catch a cold a few days ago? The head nurse's cousin's husband had a fever and came for a CT scan, and it was found to be advanced lung cancer."

“???” Meng Liangren stood still, with a head full of question marks.

Even though he already knew what was going on, he still found it a little confusing.

"She's currently undergoing chemotherapy to see if there's a chance for surgery. From the film I saw it was probably adenocarcinoma, which has already spread. The chances of further treatment are slim." Shen Zizai said, "Then the head nurse of cycle 12 started to help her find a partner."

"..."Meng Liangren was still speechless.

This person hasn't died yet, but he's already looking for another buyer? If he agrees, will he be considered a third party?

"Old Meng, you need to know your identity and status." Shen Zizai said with a smile when he saw that Meng Liangren had an awkward expression.

"Director, I'm just an old but unhappy attending physician, and you know me. At this time last year, I came to see you with gifts, thanking you for giving me the opportunity." Meng Liangren said sincerely.

"You? You don't understand what I mean." Shen Zizai showed a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Director, you've already said that I should meet her whether it works out or not. But her husband is still alive, so it's not appropriate." Meng Liangren was a little panicked.

"Yes, I also feel it's inappropriate, but the head nurse of cycle 12 has been pestering me. I also know that you are no longer the old attending physician of the infectious disease hospital last year. To be honest, maybe because we see each other every day, I didn't notice this role change."

Meng Liangren smiled bitterly.

"In the ward, they said you were the old attending physician who was transferred from the infectious disease hospital. No one can argue with that."

"But in the eyes of outsiders, who dares to say that you are the old attending physician of the infectious disease hospital triage! No one is so blind."

Meng Liangren was silent.

That being said, he never dared to think so.

"Xiao Luo will be selected as an outstanding young scholar this year and will be supervising graduate students. It will be easy for him to get a doctorate degree in the future. If he can't supervise students at Peking Union Medical College, can't we supervise doctoral students at Medical University? The president is begging Xiao Luo to supervise him."

"You are the third boss of the medical team and the backbone."

"Director, I dare not say that. I am still your attending physician." Meng Liangren shook his hands repeatedly.

"Whether you are modest or not, this is the truth. Even if Xiao Luo doesn't become an academician, it is certain that the medical team will go to 912 in the future. Xiao Luo is kind and generous, and you should all be able to follow him. Are you worried about housing or something? That's not a problem at all."

Shen Zizai looked at Meng Liangren with a smile.

"I didn't think that much." Meng Liangren explained embarrassedly.

"You didn't think of it, but others did. Let me tell you, Lao Meng, around New Year's Day, several head nurses came to me and wanted to introduce you to someone, but they were all junior nurses in the department, and I turned them all away."

"Too young. I'm too old. No, no." Meng Liangren shook his head repeatedly.

"Meng, you are boring now." Shen Zizai laughed, "Does age matter? From classmates to nurses, to factory sales, to my own students, many people have come this way.

They get married and divorced, and they get married and divorced again, and I don’t know why.”

"..." Meng Liangren was silent.

"Let's not talk about those trivial things on the moral high ground. Aunt Xiaoqing is over 70 and is still in a relationship. What's wrong with you finding a young nurse who just graduated?" Shen Zizai said contemptuously.

Meng Liangren was at a loss and could only sigh deeply.

"I'm not forcing you to find one. I'm just delivering a message to someone. Let me make this clear first." Shen Zizai said seriously, "What I mean is, Lao Meng, you have to find your position. You can be humble, but you can't be humble just because Ronaldinho endorses you. You have to face the reality of some things."

"But this is too outrageous." Meng Liangren sighed, "She's already looking for another husband while her husband is still alive."

"Well, it's outrageous, but the head nurse of cycle 12 begged me, saying that her cousin was pitiful, and after searching over and over again, she found you to be the most suitable." Shen Zizai smiled, "Old Meng, you are a hot commodity now."

"That's too early." Meng Liangren smiled bitterly, "Director, let's not talk about whether it's appropriate or not. Her husband is still here."

Meng Liangren repeatedly emphasized that the other party's husband was still alive. Shen Zizai looked Meng Liangren up and down and knew that this guy was refusing based on reason.

Shen Zizai laughed, "Old Meng, if I have someone suitable, I will introduce him to you as soon as possible."

"???"

"Do you know how fragrant you are?"

Meng Liangren really didn’t feel that way.

"If you lose focus for a moment, you might be gone. When Ronaldinho first came, many people wanted to observe him, and you know the result."

"Professor Luo is Professor Luo. I can't compare to him."

"I know, but the third boss of the Academician Medical Group is also very powerful, the one in the Lord. At the very least, if you are compared with the newly assigned doctoral student, it will be clear who to choose."

Meng Liangren was a little confused. Although Chen Yong had mentioned this matter, he didn't dare to think about it at all.

An old attending physician in charge of diversion in an infectious disease hospital, is this a toad who wants to eat swan meat?

"I think it's okay, but since they came to me, I have to pass on their message." Shen Zizai suggested seriously, "Meng, this is not suitable for you. I really suggest you find a fresh graduate."

"Don't look for a job in the hospital. It's too busy and exhausting. Just have a job. It doesn't matter if you have a job or not. When you go to the imperial capital in the future, these will be Xiao Luo's concerns. You can't let Professor Luo worry less." Shen Zizai warned.

"?!" Meng Liangren was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Shen Zizai was teasing him or telling the truth.

"Okay, nothing else. Now give me your opinion." Shen Zizai asked.

"Director, I feel that being alone is pretty good now. I haven't gotten over the shadow of my previous marriage yet. Forget it, forget it." Meng Liangren refused without hesitation.

"Okay, that's it." Shen Ziyi had a businesslike attitude and didn't force Meng Liangren.

Meng Liangren lowered his head and opened the door of the director's office.

There was a figure at the door, and Zhuang Yan was listening at the wall. Suddenly the door opened, and Zhuang Yan was startled.

"Xiao Zhuang, what are you doing?" Meng Liangren was surprised.

"I thought Director Shen was going to cause trouble for you, so I just wanted to hear what's going on."

After a brief moment of embarrassment, Zhuang Yan pretended nothing had happened and answered calmly.

After hearing Zhuang Yan's answer, Shen Zizai felt deeply moved. Xiao Luo's medical team was really a big melting pot. Zhuang Yan had just graduated and was already so shameless.

There is no derogatory meaning in this. Shen Zizai felt deeply moved and convinced.

Zhuang Yan's lies came out fluently, naturally and casually, as if it was instinctive. How many years of work did it take for her to be so thick-skinned?
"How dare I?" Shen Zizai's heart was filled with mixed feelings, but he didn't hesitate at all as he said with a smile, "It's nothing, just introducing a date to Lao Meng."

In an instant, the air condensed, and Shen Zizai felt like a knife was across his neck, and the hairs on his neck stood up.

There is murderous intent!
"Old Meng didn't agree, and I was asked to do something else." Shen Zizai explained subconsciously.

Her high ponytail swayed gently and Zhuang Yan's eyes narrowed.

"Let's go back and write the medical records." Meng Liangren stood in front of Zhuang Yan, turned around, bowed to Shen Zizai, and closed the door.

Seeing Meng Liangren and Zhuang Yan leave, Shen Zizai frowned and closed the door.

Strange, is there really something fishy going on?

It shouldn't be like this... No, Shen Zizai suddenly felt a boomerang piercing him.

Just as he finished speaking, Lao Meng is no longer the old attending physician transferred from the Infectious Disease Hospital, but a member of the future academician medical team, and a relatively important role.

If you don't know the person inside out, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with just this one point.

Shen Zizai felt a bit of a headache. This was really troublesome. He hoped that he had misunderstood. If it was really as he imagined... Never mind. It would be better to pretend that he didn't know.

……

……

"Xiao Miao, follow the boss." Before Luo Haolin went on stage, he brought Miao Youfang to Mr. Zhou.

"Boss, this is a student who is taking the postgraduate entrance exam this year. His name is Miao Youfang. He came to my door a few days ago."

"Oh." Boss Zhou nodded without looking at Miao Youfang, indicating that he knew.

"Then I'll go on stage." Luo Hao stood firmly, bowed slightly, then turned around and went on stage with Gu Huaiming and others.

Boss Zhou took all the professors who were not going on stage and several people in plain clothes to the demonstration room.

Miao Youfang followed Mr. Zhou obediently.

He knew he should say something at this time, but Miao Youfang's mind was blank and he had no idea what to say.

Thinking of how Teacher Luo was chatting and laughing with others, Miao Youfang's mind went blank and he felt a little confused.

A doctor cannot be just a doctor, but he can only be a doctor.

This difficult sentence was said by an old director who has since retired when he was in school. At that time, Miao Youfang thought he was being witty and that this sentence was nonsense, just pretentious and meaningless.

But as he stayed with Teacher Luo more and more, Miao Youfang felt that this sentence was more and more interesting.

When they arrived at the demonstration room, Mr. Zhou and several others stood beside the simulator and began a discussion.

The simulated human is almost a real human in terms of skin, color, and feel, except that it is lying on a crude operating table and looks like it is anesthetized.

"This AI robot looks good." praised an old man.

"It's really good, exactly like a real person. Are the limbs coordinated when moving?" asked another middle-aged man.

"According to Dr. Luo, the compression robot in his operating room has good mobility and can communicate," said Dr. Zhou.

In formal occasions, he also changed his address and called Luo Hao Dr. Luo.

"Talking is not important. You mentioned this matter the other day, Lao Zhou, and I thought about it for a long time."

"The relationship between consciousness and the body is still under study, but we are encountering many problems now, involving difficulties at the quantum level," Mr. Zhou replied.

"No, no, no, we don't need that. The shell is just a shabby house, and it's enough to keep out the wind and rain. This house looks good, but I don't know what it's like inside."

Miao Youfang listened quietly. The more he listened, the more horrified he became, and he felt something was wrong.

But Miao Youfang could only guess what the specific problem was.

"Old Zhou, do you want to follow the steps over there and demonstrate step by step?"

"I can't keep up. Both Director Gu and Dr. Luo are young people in their prime. Young and strong people are better at boxing. I don't mind being ugly. Professor Zou and Professor Wang will show you the surgical video." "Are there internal organs inside?" The man was stunned.

He thought it was just an empty phrase, but he didn't expect it to be so detailed!
"Yes, but the organs this time are still relatively crude and can only be used as display pieces. It will take at least ten months to 3D print a real body."

Mr. Zhou replied calmly.

Ten months!
Now we calculate in months instead of years.

Old Zhou glanced at the middle-aged burly man with a sharp gaze, and Miao Youfang was stunned for a moment.

He thought that Mr. Zhou was dying and might have fallen and died from a broken bone.

I didn't expect Mr. Zhou's eyes to be so sharp, as if a napping tiger suddenly opened its eyes, ready to choose someone to bite.

"That's what I said." The middle-aged man said awkwardly, "We have been behaving honestly for so many years."

"Wait a few years." Mr. Zhou stopped staring at the middle-aged man. "In terms of technology... the progress is exponential. There are dozens or even hundreds of important technological points to be discovered in every branch field."

"After decades of hard work, the underlying technologies have almost all been developed, and the exponential technological explosion that we are seeing now is just that."

"There's no need for another hundred years of research. Maybe tomorrow morning, Dr. Luo will call me and tell me that humans can cure all diseases. To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if I received such a call."

The middle-aged sturdy man was silent, looking at the simulator lying on the simple teaching operating table, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Soon, two energetic professors in their forties came to the teaching operating table wearing isolation suits.

An LCD screen slowly dropped down from the roof, and the screen showed Luo Hao who was disinfecting the patient's operating area.

Miao Youfang watched Teacher Luo disinfecting, but what he was thinking about was what Mr. Zhou had just said.

In recent years, there have indeed been explosive changes in all fields and industries, as if we have entered an era of technological explosion again.

Even many science fiction ideas become reality within a few years, and some of the reality is even more science fiction than imagined.

Who would have dared to imagine a simulated human being before? Science fiction might have been written about it, but no one thought it would appear before our eyes.

Miao Youfang understood what Mr. Zhou meant. He was able to master all the basic technologies. This meant that he had already mastered the Shaolin martial arts to the point where he could understand other magical skills at a glance.

They follow the path of a famous and prestigious sect, which is upright and honorable.

But are they all true?
All I see is people writing bloated papers. I don’t know how much trouble my teachers in school put into making a bloated paper so they can get promoted.

Just as Miao Youfang was daydreaming, Luo Hao and Director Gu had already stood in their respective positions on the LCD screen.

The skin knife fell, cutting a small hole in the skin and bleeding.

The two young and strong experts on this side also cut a wound on the AI ​​robot, but there was no blood.

"Dr. Luo told me that due to time constraints, the substitute plasma was not injected. We can only do it and see." Mr. Zhou introduced.

"What if we use it? How long will it take? Can the plasma substitute play the role of blood?"

"According to current data, it can achieve 70% of the effect. But plasma is also OK. It is imported from the United States and is not expensive."

What Mr. Zhou said was a bit strange, but everyone around him understood it.

No one said anything else. Their eyes fell on the crude teaching platform, where a simulated person's chest was being cut open layer by layer.

The muscle fibers are so fine that they look no different from real people.

Miao Youfang even thinks that the simulator is better than the cadaver teacher!

The cadavers have been preserved in formalin for who knows how many years, and there is basically no "fresh" one.

However, the muscle fibers and fat layers of the simulated person in front of him were extremely real, some red, some yellow. Except for the lack of blood circulation, everything was exactly the same as what Miao Youfang had seen on the viewing platform a few times.

This technology is too powerful, Miao Youfang thought.

Yes, it is domineering! Miao Youfang's description of the simulated human is not realistic or lifelike, but domineering.

This is even more of a cadaver teacher than a cadaver teacher.

While performing the surgery, the two professors expressed their feelings, saying that the feel of the surgery was exactly the same as that of a real surgery.

After opening the chest, the esophagus and aorta were exposed. Adhesions, organization, and edema were visible between the esophagus and aorta.

At this point the two professors stopped talking. They watched the surgical movements over there and simulated them.

But gradually, even Miao Youfang noticed that their movements could no longer keep up with the surgical steps in the video, even though they were working with simulated humans and did not need to be responsible for the success of the operation.

Even so, the two professors' surgical procedures gradually fell behind.

After seeing this, Mr. Zhou said something to a young doctor next to him, and the young doctor started the operation.

Another screen was lowered to the side of the two professors, and they could see it as long as they turned their heads slightly.

After a brief exchange, the young doctor began to click pause to freeze the surgical footage and wait for the two professors to follow the surgical steps.

This……

This step seems simple, but Miao Youfang couldn't understand it. It was clearly a live broadcast on that side, but this side could be paused at any time and would not be affected when starting again.

Are there similar situations in various live broadcasts of beauties doing casual sex or selling goods?
Miao Youfang rarely reads this kind of content, and his mind was blank.

The two professors followed the operation. Although they were using a simulated man, they still performed each step carefully, as if they were actually on the operating table.

It’s just that their speed is a bit slow, and cannot be compared with Gu Huaiming and Luo Hao who actually performed the operation.

Adhesions were freed, the cardiopulmonary bypass step was ignored, and the aorta was clamped and the anastomosis was started.

Gradually, the atmosphere in the demonstration room became more serious, stiff, and even a little cold.

I could vaguely hear someone constantly urging my blood to flow, and the ECG monitor and ventilator were making soft sounds, indicating the passage of time.

Even Mr. Zhou was fascinated. The two professors' techniques were remarkable. Although they could not reach the level of Gu Huaiming and Luo Hao, they were still considered top-notch practitioners.

The operation was really difficult, and Miao Youfang was fascinated by it.

Only when the two "operators" occasionally tilted their heads to look at the image on the LCD screen and asked the young doctor to click to start and know the next steps did people vaguely realize that this was just a simulation.

Anastomosis of the artificial blood vessel is the most difficult step. They completed the anastomosis stitch by stitch and were checking the anastomosis site to prepare for a repair when they heard voices behind them.

"Xiao Luo, have you had any elephant trunk surgery in recent years?"

"No, I just watch surgical videos every day."

I am!

They're done! ?

Miao Youfang was stunned and saw Mr. Zhou looking back out of the corner of his eye.

"Are you done?" Mr. Zhou was surprised.

"Well, it's done. The operation was not difficult. The main reason was that the process of implanting the stent under gastroscopy went smoothly, which saved a lot of time." Luo Hao said with a smile.

Mr. Zhou did not comment on this, but nodded slowly.

Luo Hao walked to the teaching platform for simulated surgery and took a look. He didn't say anything, but just stood aside and watched like an ordinary doctor.

Gu Huaiming didn't urge them, but stood aside and recalled the operation.

Time continued to pass, and after half an hour, the elephant trunk surgery was finally completed.

The two professors breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and one could clearly feel that their minds relaxed at once.

"Please take a large 6×6 piece of omentum." Luo Hao said.

"what?!"

"what?!"

The two professors were in perfect sync, and they were just immersed in the operation. This kind of extremely difficult operation cannot be performed without full concentration.

It was not until this time that they noticed that Gu Huaiming and Luo Hao had already stepped down from the stage and had been standing behind them for who knows how long.

"Director, when did you come down?"

"Just got off." Gu Huaiming said lightly.

"This is too fast..." someone murmured.

"It's OK. Xiao Luo helped me with the operation. It went quite smoothly." Gu Huaiming said, "Take out the greater omentum."

The two men immediately cut open the diaphragm, reached in and took out a piece of omentum, and cut it into a 6×6cm piece like a tailor.

Luo Hao habitually put on sterile gloves and inserted the prepared gastroscopic probe into the simulated human esophagus.

The probe lens quickly came to the location where the fishbone pierced, and Luo Hao stacked the esophageal stent between the two layers of greater omentum.

It sounds simple, and it was simple for Luo Hao to do, but people who know the business can see the clues.

Luo Hao's technique was delicate. When he pushed the endoscopic probe down, he did not fold the greater omentum at all. The greater omentum fell almost flat on the site of esophageal perforation.

Open the bracket.

Everyone noticed that Luo Hao did not fully expand the stent, probably because of concerns about local blood circulation.

The tension of the esophagus is very high and the blood supply is not very rich. Once the esophageal stent is fully expanded, the greater omentum may not be able to "repair" the esophageal wound, which may lead to the failure of the operation.

"Luo Hao, did you calculate the force you used in this move?" asked Mr. Zhou.

"Yes." Luo Hao replied, "In fact, it is best to let robots do this step. They can do the best according to the data without deviation."

"I can only try my best. Because of the patient's physical condition, and we don't have robots at 912, so we can only make do with it for now."

Make do?

Mr. Zhou and the others were all ashamed.

The equipment at 912 is almost top-notch in the country, but in Luo Hao's mouth, it becomes just enough.

"The operation is actually not difficult." Luo Hao smiled after inserting the esophageal stent.

(End of this chapter)