White armor

Chapter 620 The Second Generation of Doctors Bringing Milk to the Hotel

Luo Hao had no other ideas.

Liu Ruyan is indeed old, and Luo Hao does not have the habit of simply recruiting people into the medical team.

Even if you want to steal someone, you have to be a gifted person, such as Miao Youfang.

Although Dr. Fan Dongkai and Dr. Jason were nominally members of the medical team, Luo Hao never considered them as his subordinate doctors.

If I go to 912 in a few years, I definitely won’t bring them with me.

If he doesn't even take them with him, Luo Hao will definitely not have any thoughts about this person.

Facing each other, Luo Hao saw Feng Zixuan.

After the Chinese New Year, Director Feng seemed to have changed completely. His face was gloomy and he didn't look happy at all.

"Director Feng, Happy New Year." Luo Hao walked up to him and greeted him with a smile.

"Xiao Luo, are we starting to admit patients today?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"Well, we start harvesting today. The new year has begun." Luo Hao replied.

"Are you busy? Come and sit with me for a while." Feng Zixuan invited Luo Hao.

"Director Feng, why do you look unhappy?" Luo Hao quickly followed Feng Zixuan's pace and asked cautiously as they walked.

The lights in the corridor stretched the shadows of the two people very long. Feng Zixuan's brows were furrowed and his footsteps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"Damn it!" Feng Zixuan suddenly stopped and punched the wall of the corridor, making a muffled sound.

There was uncontrollable anger in his voice, which caused the staff passing by to look at him sideways.

Luo Hao was obviously stunned and subconsciously took half a step back.

In his impression, Director Feng has always been a calm and steady person. Even when faced with difficult problems, he can always maintain his composure.

What's more, it is the Spring Festival now. According to Chinese traditional customs, the emphasis in the first month of the year is on harmony and wealth. No matter how angry you are, you have to suppress it. How can you just start cursing?
"It's New Year's Day," Luo Hao muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but secretly speculate that Director Feng must have encountered some terrible trouble to make him lose his composure like this.

He noticed that veins bulged on Feng Zixuan's temples and the knuckles of his fingers holding the briefcase were white. It was obvious that he was trying hard to suppress some emotion.

The two of them walked into the office in silence. Feng Zixuan slammed the door shut, and the sound made Luo Hao's heart tremble.

The sound of firecrackers outside the window made the atmosphere in the room even more solemn and terrifying.

When he entered Feng Zixuan's office, he didn't even make tea. He sat down and cursed, "Anesthesiology Department, Zhai Yunqi, there's a fucking serious illness!"

"???"

"He found a lover outside. Not only did he tell her about it, but he also..." Feng Zixuan's expression became increasingly ugly as he spoke. He paused in anger.

Luo Hao guessed that it might be related to anesthetics or other drugs.

Anesthesiology drugs, if studied in depth and combined with other ingredients, are used in bars, nightclubs and the like in the south and in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan.

very messy.

But this is not difficult to imagine.

"His lover said she had insomnia, so Zhai Yunqi boasted that he was an anesthesiologist and could do anything and help her get a good night's sleep."

"..."

"The day before yesterday, the two of them went to check into a hotel, and Zhai Yunqi brought some milk with him. He gave the woman a lot of propofol."

"How many?"

"1300mg."

Luo Hao was surprised.

Milk, also known as propofol, is given at a dosage of approximately 55-2.0 mg/kg based on body weight for most adult patients under the age of 2.5; the dosage should generally be reduced for patients over this age.

If the patient has severe systemic disease and functional decompensation, the administration rate should be lower, about 10 mg every 20 seconds.

Luo Hao's fingers tapped his thigh unconsciously, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

He quickly calculated the lethal dose of anesthetic drugs in his mind - generally speaking, for an adult female weighing 50-60 kg, a dose of 100-150 mg is enough to achieve anesthesia. And this dose now.
"8-10 times the dose," Luo Hao muttered to himself, with an incredible shock in his voice. His fingertips suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

This number exploded in his mind like a thunderbolt - this was completely beyond the scope of medical error and was close to murder!

Luo Hao's face was terribly gloomy.

No wonder Director Feng, who is usually calm, lost his composure in public. How could this be a simple medical accident?

The sun outside the window was still shining brightly, but Luo Hao felt a biting chill.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Although this matter had nothing to do with him, he knew that he had to get to the bottom of it, not only to give an explanation to the deceased, but also to maintain the dignity of the medical industry.

"Xiao Luo, what do you think?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"It's murder. Let's talk behind closed doors. Director Feng, I don't think an anesthesiologist would give milk to someone outside the hospital under normal circumstances. Even if he wanted to show off in front of others, he wouldn't give a dose of 1300 mg."

"Hey." Feng Zixuan snorted coldly.

"1300 mg is far beyond the prescribed dosage. It is difficult to determine that it was not intentional."

Luo Hao said seriously.

He rarely throws dirty water at others. Usually when he meets someone he doesn't like, he just punches them.

But Luo Hao was very sure about this matter.

However, Feng Zixuan shook his head, "Xiao Luo, you don't know."

"???"

"Zhai Yunqi is a useless second-generation doctor."

Luo Hao was stunned. So that's how it is!
"His parents were both old-generation employees of our Medical University First Hospital. He went to a junior college and was almost expelled. I do know a little bit, but it is said that he slept with three teachers when he was in school."

"I go!"

"That was more than 20 years ago, and the atmosphere was different from today. As a result...his parents used their reputation to keep a place for him in the junior college. After graduation, because the college refused to accept him, his father went straight to the dean's office with a kitchen knife."

This was so direct that even Luo Hao found it unacceptable.

"Either Zhai Yunqi is taken in, or he dies in front of the dean. This gossip is known to the older generation of our First Hospital of Medical University."

"Alas, it's the same at my Peking Union Medical College. Some second-generation doctors are not doing their jobs properly. They just treat patients randomly with the name of Peking Union Medical College. But everyone knows what kind of person he is. As long as we take good care of him, nothing will happen." Luo Hao said.

"Zhai Yunqi is the same. For so many years, the anesthesiology department only let him assist in the operation, and he himself is quite dissatisfied with this. In fact, I think the probability of this being murder is low. He doesn't have the brains to do that!"

Feng Zixuan cursed directly.

Luo Hao spread his hands. He didn't even have such a brain. It looked like it was just an "accident". But this person not only didn't know the amount of milk to use, but also didn't know how to use and how much milk he was as an anesthesiologist. This matter was a joke.

Moreover, he did not even know that propofol was a type of anesthetic drug that required strict management, and he took it out of the hospital for use without permission.

In the absence of necessary rescue equipment and monitoring conditions, anesthesia was performed in a non-medical place such as a hotel. Multiple large doses of propofol were injected in a short period of time, which seriously violated the drug safety guidelines.

After thinking about it carefully, even with Feng Zixuan's statement, Luo Hao still felt that it was unreasonable.

How strict is the control over anesthetic drugs now?

If an ampoule of Coliformin is broken, the head nurse will point at the nurse's nose and scold her for the whole day.

The ampoule was broken, but what was certain was that the pethidine was not taken out of the hospital.

"Xiao Luo, what do you think?" Feng Zixuan asked again.

There seemed to be a kind of power in Luo Hao that could calm people down.

"Director Feng, I think Zhai Yunqi and the woman have been having an improper private relationship for a long time. The woman gradually developed a crush on Zhai Yunqi during their long relationship, and at least wanted to be his mistress.

So the woman proposed to Zhai Yunqi to get married. Since the anesthesiologist Zhai Yunqi used the excuse that he had a family and did not agree to this, the woman became very angry and threatened Zhai Yunqi with her long-term improper relationship to force him to agree.

This made Zhai Yunqi want to kill the woman.

After learning the reason for the woman's long-term insomnia and knowing that he was good at anesthesia, Zhai Yunqi found an opportunity and eventually caused her death by an overdose of anesthetics.

As for the woman's insomnia, it is possible that she was trapped in love and wanted to make Zhai Yunqi feel more guilty. "

After listening to what Luo Hao said, Feng Zixuan sighed softly.

"Xiao Luo, you really assume the greatest malice towards others." Feng Zixuan said.

"Director Feng, what I just said is the most reasonable explanation." Luo Hao insisted.

Feng Zixuan nodded but didn't say anything further about the matter.

Anyway, Luo Hao made it clear in advance that they would talk behind closed doors and he would not go out and talk nonsense.

"Come, let's talk about the future." Feng Zixuan became interested. "What are your plans for this year?"

"As for me, after the Chinese New Year, when spring comes and flowers bloom, I will send the bamboo to Qinling Mountains. Last year, Tencent received a lot of endorsement fees, which allowed me to make a suit of armor for the bamboo, and add a bamboo pole, which is enough for self-defense."

"Xiao Luo, is your obsessive-compulsive disorder getting worse?" Feng Zixuan said with a smile, "Bamboo is very strong. I saw it with my own eyes. The red-crowned crane in Changnan didn't dare to fly after seeing the bamboo."

"Haha." Luo Hao smiled.

"You also made a set of six divine suits for it?"

"Director Feng, you actually know about the Six Gods Suit?"

"I just turned 50, okay? I can play games, but my hands and eyes can't keep up, and people say I'm a primary school student."

"Hey."

"and then?"

"I will definitely be doing various scientific research while preparing to participate in this year's Young Elite Scientist Award. But Director Feng, I can't finish many of my projects this year, so I can forget about the Young Elite Scientist Award."

"Oh." Feng Zixuan was a little disappointed. He thought Luo Hao would make great progress and become an outstanding young person this year.

As for the rules and procedures, they are not important. Xiao Luo can handle it with just one move of magic.

Unexpectedly, Ronaldinho stated in advance that he would accompany the prince to study this year. I guess this is also the opinion of the elders.

"This year, we are mainly concluding projects. We have completed all the scientific research that can be completed this year, and we are preparing for next year."

"Will it be possible next year?"

"I don't know." Luo Hao blinked innocently and looked at Feng Zixuan.

Feng Zixuan knew very well how badass Luo Hao was. He smiled and said, "Okay, what about next?"

“It’s mainly about research on unmanned hospitals, which will start construction this year.”

An unmanned hospital?!
Although Feng Zixuan had seen Luo Hao's robots, robot dogs, and robot pandas, he did not expect that the unmanned hospital would be launched so soon.

Is it too hasty?
"Xiao Luo? Whose opinion is this?" Feng Zixuan asked. "I collect all kinds of data to prepare for the unmanned hospital. First, build the five connections and one leveling, and build the main body of the hospital. As for the software inside, we will slowly polish it."

"The supercomputer I applied for was not approved by the hospital or my boss, so I had to go through the 301 Institute to get it done."

"Institute 301?" Feng Zixuan's heart moved.

Luo Hao smiled and said nothing.

Seeing Luo Hao's expression, Feng Zixuan knew he couldn't ask any more questions, so he took the initiative to change the subject, "Xiao Luo, when can you take me to the unmanned hospital?"

"By the end of the year? We should be able to try it out."

It’s so fast! Feng Zixuan is speechless.

"The underlying architecture has already been built. Our hospital is a practical application in a field. Unmanned terminals have been running for many years, and unmanned taxis have also been around for many years."

"But this is a hospital, Xiao Luo, please be careful."

"We won't be able to operate for ten years, don't worry, Director Feng," said Luo Hao.

That's fine. Feng Zixuan smiled and said, "Xiao Luo, what does an unmanned hospital look like?"

"I don't know either." Luo Hao finished speaking, and seeing Feng Zixuan's contemptuous expression, he spread his hands and said, "Director Feng, I really don't know. Just like the Ice and Snow Festival, I didn't expect that there would be so many things in the end."

"For this kind of scientific research, we can only take one step at a time. In the past, we could still follow the Americans, but now, you know, we can only start trial and error on our own. Once we make mistakes, the cost will be very high."

“I’m not sure if the unmanned hospital project can be successful in Chengdu.”

Feng Zixuan frowned slightly and thought, "Do you need social capital?"

Luo Hao smiled but said nothing.

Feng Zixuan laughed at himself. How could such a project lack capital? The angel round, first round, and second round would have already flocked in, and the background of the capital would also need to be reviewed.

"Director Feng, let me tell you a piece of gossip. In 16, when DJI was raising funds, they were really bad and told investors everything. At that time, one of the investors complained, saying that they were selling it to the U.S. Department of Defense?"

"!!!"

"As a result, they really sold it to the U.S. Department of Defense."

"Hahaha, I've heard this joke before. Is it true?" Feng Zixuan asked.

"Really? When I was in school, I went out to dinner with Director Gu, and the patient's family mentioned it casually during the meal. At that time, DJI was not as famous as it is now, and I just listened for fun. Nearly ten years have passed, and I didn't expect that a joke would come true."

"Then do your best. I am also interested in the unmanned hospital." Feng Zixuan said, "It should be quick."

"Well, after the domestic substitution came into being, many things have been greatly reduced in price. For MRI, the base price used to be 3000 million yuan, but now the domestic substitution brands are around 300 million yuan for inferior ones and 6-700 million yuan for better ones. Imported products are only around 1000 million yuan."

"What do you want to use on that side?"

"The lowest price is fine. It's not open to the public anyway. If you have any questions, go to Concord Hospital."

"???" Feng Zixuan thought for a moment, "You want to build it in the imperial capital?"

"Yes."

Luo Hao certainly knew what Feng Zixuan meant. He smiled and said, "The provincial capital is not suitable. The 301 Institute and the University of Technology... have some connections, but not much. If we really build it and then face various audits, it will be too boring."

"A fire department can close down for a few months. Why bother?"

Feng Zixuan sighed, but did not persuade Luo Hao. In fact, Feng Zixuan also knew that Luo Hao would definitely go to 912 in the future. The unmanned hospital was built in the suburbs of the imperial capital, which was more convenient for Xiao Luo.

"Okay." Feng Zixuan nodded and prepared to see the guest off.

"Then I'll be leaving first. Director Feng, happy new year! Please promote me to vice president as soon as possible."

After saying a few auspicious words, Luo Hao left.

The plan for this year that I just told Feng Zixuan is true. Luo Hao did not expect to be able to become an outstanding young scholar this year.

As for becoming an academician, that is just a long-term goal. You would be lucky if you can become one within 10 years.

No matter how much more there was, Luo Hao had no way to think about it.

With his high luck value, Luo Hao feels that he doesn’t need to think too much about many things. As long as he is lucky enough, everything will go smoothly.

Back in the ward, outside the doctor's office, Luo Hao heard Zhuang Yan's voice.

“You have 400 million followers now? Awesome!”

Oh? A big V with 400 million fans is considered a big name anywhere, unless the fans are bought.

But it is difficult not to buy, as many celebrities know full well that a large portion of their fans are zombie fans.

"so far so good."

"Then how much do you charge for one Guangzi now?"

How could Zhuang Yan ask such a sensitive question casually? Luo Hao walked in and saw a girl sitting opposite Zhuang Yan and chatting.

"Brother, you're back." Zhuang Yan stood up. "This is my high school classmate. She said she was feeling a little unwell and was going to see an orthopedic surgeon. I asked her to wait for you to come back and take a look first."

Luo Hao glanced at the "big V", who was in his 20s, with an appearance score of about 7, and there was nothing outstanding about him.

"Okay, I don't feel uncomfortable."

"You must be Professor Luo." The girl stood up, a little reserved, not like a celebrity with 400 million followers. "I saw your performance on the float on New Year's Eve, and I've been thinking of asking you for an autograph."

"Oh, you're welcome. What's wrong with you?" Luo Hao asked.

"Here." The girl touched a spot on her elbow with her left hand and said, "It hurts here when I move, but it's not that painful actually. It just so happens that I have nothing to do during the Chinese New Year, so I came to take a look."

"Oh, medial epicondylitis, also known as golfer's elbow." Luo Hao touched it, did a physical examination, and then carefully opened the AI ​​assistance to take a look and said.

"When the elbow and wrist are flexed and the forearm is pronated frequently, the ulnar flexor carpi muscle is in a tense and contracted state, which makes it easy for the attachment point of the tendon to be acutely sprained or chronically strained.

When doing throwing movements or falling with the palms on the ground, the elbow joint is straight and the forearm is excessively turned outward, which may cause partial tearing of the attachment points of the forearm flexor and pronator teres tendons, making the disease more serious.

It may also be that chronic strain often occurs when the wrist and elbow joints are repeatedly flexed and extended, and the forearm is rotated, causing long-term wear and tear of tendons and ligaments. "

"Look, I told you you had golfer's elbow," Zhuang Yan said, "and you still didn't believe me."

"I don't play golf either." The girl was a little confused.

"It's just a nickname. It's more common among people who play golf. Have you ever suffered any external injuries?" Luo Hao asked.

The girl shook her head and then made a gesture, "Professor Luo, am I prone to illness if I do this?"

"Yes." Luo Hao said, "Do you often do this action? This action is not a regular action."

"I've been shaking my flower hands... for almost ten years."

Shaking flower hands?
Luo Hao thought of many internet celebrities who used to do the flower-hand shaking trick and thanks to this unique skill and the mobile Internet era, all of them became financially independent.

I didn't expect to see a living one.

“How long do you live stream every day?”

“Live broadcast once every two or three days.”

"That shouldn't be the case." Luo Hao wondered.

"I exercise for six hours a day with 1kg-2kg dumbbells."

“???” Luo Hao and Meng Liang were both stunned.

The inpatient boss made a strange sound.

Maybe everyone doesn’t realize that shaking the flower hands actually requires practice!

But if you think about it carefully, it is true. When it seems that the threshold to become an internet celebrity is very low, the lower the threshold, there must be other things behind the scenes that raise the threshold and keep many people out.

Luck is one aspect.

Not all borderline content is popular. Some hosts of borderline content have no popularity at all. Even when they take off their clothes, few people watch the live broadcast. They can only put their clothes back on in disappointment.

There is actually persistent training behind the flower-shaking hand.

"6 hours, isn't that a bit too much?" Luo Hao asked.

"It's OK. I've gotten used to it after so many years. If I don't practice for a day, my hands will be a little bit unfamiliar. Ordinary people can't see it, but I know it. I can't find a good job now, and I don't like ordinary jobs, so I just shake it."

This mentality is fine.

"Let me see your video." Luo Hao smiled.

Zhuang Yan’s classmate took out his mobile phone, found his own video of shaking his flower hands and handed it to Luo Hao.

She wears a lot of clothes in the video, almost showing nothing, and she just uses her hands to shake her body.

It looked different from the hand-waving that Luo Hao remembered. The way she waved her hands already had a hint of master's style. After watching her for a few seconds, Luo Hao even felt that she had reached the realm of doing whatever she wanted.

Is this the result of ten years of unremitting practice?
And it looked like he was shaking his hands, but from another angle, Luo Hao felt that it looked more like Chen Yong was retracting his magic formula.

If Chen Yong went to wave his hand, the effect would be better.

"Great." Luo Hao praised earnestly.

"I didn't like studying at first, but there was nothing I could do about it." Zhuang Yan's classmate sighed, but then she smiled, "No matter when you suffer, there is a certain amount of suffering you have to endure in this life, and you can't avoid it."

"Haha, you are so young, why do you look like an old man?" Zhuang Yan was surprised.

"It's disgusting to shake my flower hands every day." Zhuang Yan's classmate sighed, "But what else can I do if I don't shake my flower hands? What else can I do? Xiao Zhuang, you don't know how fiercely the people behind you are chasing me."

"Curled? Do you also curl your hands like this when you shake flowers?" Zhuang Yan was surprised.

"Of course, they practiced day and night, and so did I. Although my popularity has little to do with practicing the flower-shaking technique, it is the only thing I can control."

Luo Hao noticed that Zhuang Yan's eyes were looking at the cardboard box and laparoscopic forceps.

He knew that Zhuang Yan must have been stimulated, as she was shaking her flower hands so hard. As a master's degree holder from Peking University Health Science Center, how could she not try her best?

No need.

"You need to pay attention to a lot of content. I'll talk to Xiaozhuang and ask her to send it to you." Luo Hao knew that Zhuang Yan's classmates could not remember it.

"Ah? Can I still exercise?"

"Is that so? Then I suggest you go to the imperial capital. That's where national-level athletes train. They all have scientific training methods. You can't last long."

lasting?

Zhuang Yan’s classmates were a little embarrassed.

"Have you ever thought about practicing magic?" Luo Hao asked curiously.

"Ninjutsu, I was thinking of making a short video like this recently, it would be nice if it had a story."

It turns out that someone has already thought of it, Luo Hao smiled.

(End of this chapter)