White armor

If he goes to a big city after Chapter 717, I'll break his legs.
"Xiao Luo, it's not that I don't believe you, but..." Shen Zizai was still somewhat vague and stammering, and you could see the struggle in his heart.

"Director, don't worry." Luo Hao patted Shen Zizai on the shoulder and comforted him, "Young people are always better than the last."

"..."

That's what he said, but Shen Zizai was still uneasy.

“You see, I remember when I was at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, my boss and the department head often talked about how the post-80s generation was a lost generation. As for the post-90s generation, the non-mainstream and such things really shocked them.”

"Haha, I remember." Shen Zizai forced a smile.

"Now, most of the children in the top-tier cities are from the 80s and 90s generation. They have good nutrition and are stronger both physically and mentally than before. The children of the future will be even better. Besides, don't be fooled by Yifei's love for playing games. What's wrong with playing games?"

"The college entrance exam isn't that difficult. If you put in some effort, you can get over 600 points in half a year."

Shen Zizai stared in disbelief.

"Really, Director, I think you're starting to get depressed," Luo Hao advised. "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. No matter how much you push yourself, it has nothing to do with the college entrance exam."

"Sigh." Shen Zizai sighed deeply, "That's right. I had children late. When I first graduated, I was thinking about finding a way out. I stayed in the radiology department to take X-rays, but I might not be able to achieve anything great in my life."

"As for writing reports, it does require some technical skill, but back then we thought computers would be able to replace it in the future. Look, more than 20 years later, DeepSeek came out."

Luo Hao nodded. "Director, you are truly visionary."

Shen Zizai silently watched Luo Hao. Luo Hao's words, "foresightful," came from the heart, which made Shen Zizai feel quite strange.

"Xiao Luo, please don't laugh at me. Back then, I passed the entrance exam for Professor Xu's graduate program, and after graduating, I came back to set up the interventional radiology department. I guess that's a good career path? I guess so. I had my child a little late, and she's such a precious baby, so I'm really anxious about it every day."

"It'll be fine after the college entrance exam."

“Let me tell you, back in the day, Old Liu’s kid in the ward liked to play on his phone, and the teacher talked to him repeatedly. Once, while he was in surgery, the teacher called and started yelling at him, asking how he managed his child.”

"You know what kind of person Lao Liu is. He's a scoundrel who never holds back and always has to make a fuss. He was wearing a lead apron at the time. After he got on the phone and was yelled at, he squatted down and cried."

"Ugh."

Shen Zizai felt even more uneasy when he recalled the situation at that time.

"And then?" Luo Hao asked.

"Later, Lao Liu asked me for leave, saying he wanted to spend more time with his child. Lao Liu could have competed for the deputy director position, but he ended up giving it to Director Yuan."

There's another story, which Luo Hao laughed about: "If you can't raise a child to be a tiger, then raise the tiger yourself. Going all in like that is too risky."

"Yeah, after Lao Liu's kid got into a top-tier medical university, haven't you noticed that the way he looks at you has changed lately?" Shen Zizai said with a smile.

"I think so, but Peking Union Medical College's graduate programs are not easy to get into."

"If you can't get into Peking Union Medical College, you can apply to our medical university. We're all doctors from the same family, we see each other all the time. If you pass the preliminary exam, how could we not accept you?"

As Shen Zizai spoke, he glanced around and, seeing that no one was in the locker room, leaned close to Luo Hao's ear and whispered, "His son is a senior in college and will probably take the postgraduate entrance exam next year. When that happens, Lao Liu will be able to bring his whole family to pay homage to your mountain stronghold."

"..."

"Given Lao Liu's temper, if the child passes the score requirement, it's not impossible for him to come to you alone and kneel down in front of you to beg you," Shen Zizai described a scene.

"..." Luo Hao was startled.

"No, he'll definitely kneel down. Don't let Old Liu's usual bossy attitude fool you; he'll do anything for his kids."

Luo Hao smiled wryly, "I don't supervise graduate students at the medical university, so it's no use coming to me."

"Hey, you're a professor here."

“Giving lectures is fine, but teaching students is out of the question. My Peking Union Medical College Hospital has as many students as we need,” Luo Hao said firmly. “If Xiao Liu’s grades are up to the admission score for Peking Union Medical College Hospital, we can discuss it. It’s up to him.”

Shen Zi was essentially knocking on the door to inquire about directions, testing the waters on behalf of Lao Liu. Seeing Luo Hao's resolute attitude, he knew what Luo Hao was thinking.

The score difference between Peking Union Medical College and his own medical university in the postgraduate entrance examination range is several tens of points. It would not be surprising if Luo Hao could pass the postgraduate entrance examination with a score of 100.

Shen Zizai had personally witnessed Miao Youfang's character.

The college entrance exam is useless? That's bullshit. High-IQ kids don't necessarily get high scores, but high-scoring kids definitely have high IQs.

After entering university, we screen for emotional intelligence again, weeding out those who have high scores but low abilities, and in the end, everyone who comes out is a shrewd and intelligent person.

Yifei... Yifei... The thought of the child made Shen Zizai feel extremely confused and disoriented.

Suddenly, his phone rang, interrupting Shen Zizai's thoughts.

He answered the phone without even looking at the caller ID, and said directly, "Hello, who is this?"

"Director Xiang, hello, hello..."

As Shen Zizai was greeting people, the person on the other end of the phone started talking without waiting for pleasantries.

Luo Hao didn't bother listening; people usually come here for medical treatment. After all, this was a hospital, and Shen Zizai was a doctor—what else could he possibly need from him?

Soon, Shen Zizai hung up the phone and looked at Luo Hao.

"There's a little girl in a lower-level hospital who keeps coughing up foreign objects."

"??" Luo Hao didn't understand.

"It's strange, I'm coughing intermittently, and I'm coughing up foreign objects." Shen Zizai repeated, to make sure he wasn't mistaken. "Xiao Luo, what do you think is going on?"

"Dr., did you help contact the lower-level hospital?" Luo Hao didn't ask about the patient's condition, but directly inquired about the incident.

"Well, didn't you want to expand the information entry? I happen to have some connections down here, so I'll just say hello. If there are any diagnoses you can't make, come to me," Shen Zizai said casually, not treating it as a favor.

"To be more specific, it's a cough, and sometimes it coughs up hard objects that look like baby teeth."

Shen Zizai's phone rang; it was a WeChat notification.

"This is a CT scan of the lungs. I didn't see any foreign objects. Xiao Luo, take a look."

Shen Zizai handed the phone to Luo Hao.

After glancing at the film, Luo Hao said, "I have class this afternoon, how about we go together?"

"???"

"Director, why don't you go for a stroll, take Xiao Meng with you?"

"Huh?" Shen Zizai was a little confused.

“I’m also feeling down at home, and my mind is not at peace. I’m going to see a doctor, and I’ll bring Xiao Meng with me so that Xiao Meng can make a diagnosis.”

"it……"

Shen Zizai was about to say that it was really good when he suddenly remembered many things he had experienced. In terms of diagnosis alone, "Xiao Meng" was several orders of magnitude better than him.

Sometimes, even Director Shen would come to Xiao Meng to ask about disease diagnoses that he had never even heard of.

Shen Zizai had long since given up on the idea of ​​comparing his diagnosis with AI. He knew he was no good, and he admitted that he was no good.

"Okay, I'll go to the county hospital to get checked out." Shen Zizai didn't hesitate; going out for a walk to clear his head was a good idea.

"By the way, Director, whatever you do, don't let Xiao Meng have the surgery," Luo Hao instructed.

"I understand. After the diagnosis, we'll have the patient come to our hospital or a nearby one. Don't worry."

Shen Zizai changed his clothes, got into the car with "Xiao Meng", and didn't even eat.

With his son preparing for the college entrance exam, Shen Zizai feels restless and irritable whenever he has a moment of peace, let alone eat or sleep.

The phrase "like ants on a hot pan" is something that people who haven't experienced it can't fully understand.

Shen Zizai chatted with "Xiao Meng" while driving.

However, Luo Hao had modified "Xiao Meng," making him no longer talkative and merely giving lukewarm responses.

Shen Zizai remembered that back then, "Xiao Meng" was called Zhu Wu, but it seems that Ye Qingqing took that name from him later.

Professor Luo is unwilling to have a name, saying that having a name creates constraints and that he has too many faults.

Shen Zizai drove to the county town while chatting.

The road in the city is difficult to drive on, but once you get on the provincial highway, the speed picks up and there's no traffic jam.

Upon arriving at the county hospital, the tall and thin Director Xiang had been waiting at the main entrance for who knows how long.

Seeing that Shen Zizai rushed over as soon as he finished the phone call, Director Xiang was momentarily at a loss for words.

According to past practice, the standard procedure for this type of situation is as follows: the patient submits a consultation request, Shen Zizai understands the situation, helps to contact a skilled doctor in the relevant department, and then arranges for the patient to go for a consultation on the doctor's outpatient day.

To put it simply, it's about finding a reliable expert for the patient and getting some professional advice in advance.

After all, if one rashly comes to the provincial capital for medical treatment, and happens to encounter an incompetent doctor, it may delay the treatment of the illness.

Director Xiang never expected that Shen Zizai would come in person at the first opportunity.

He was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so he could only keep thanking Shen Zizai to express his gratitude.

"Director Xiang, don't say that. We've known each other for so many years, no need to be so polite." Shen Zizai said with a smile, "My son is about to take the college entrance exam, and I'm feeling a bit unsettled, so I came out to relax."

"I see," Director Xiang said, relieved, and took Shen Zizai to the ward.

The patient was the child of the director's classmate. At first, they didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was just a tooth or something.

The child could cough up hard foreign objects intermittently, and soon the child's parents began to worry.

So they took him to the county hospital to see Director Xiang.

The child happened to be coughing, and Director Xiang witnessed the child passing two foreign objects, each about 2cm in size.

Director Xiang was stunned. Remembering what Shen Zizai, a freshman at the medical school, had told him, he called Shen Zizai.

Upon arriving at the ward, Shen Zizai looked around and remarked with a touch of emotion, "The county hospital is getting more and more beautiful."

"The county allocated funds for the construction of the new building. Fortunately, the project was initiated a few years ago; otherwise, it would probably be impossible. Recently, we've been short of funds, and the county still owes the hospital money for nucleic acid testing," Director Xiang replied.

"It would be good if the building could be completed, and the working environment would be better. But as for loan repayments, I'm afraid I won't have any performance bonuses for several years."

The two chatted as they walked into the patient's ward.

Upon seeing the patient, Shen Zizai surprised Director Xiang by not inquiring about his medical history. Instead, after Director Xiang introduced the patient, Shen Zizai stepped back and allowed the young doctor who had come with him to inquire about his medical history.

Director Xiang was somewhat displeased, but he still hid his emotions.

Director Shen came all this way, he definitely won't mess things up.

They said it was to clear your head, and I actually believed them.

"Xiao Meng" was asking about the patient's medical history, and Shen Zizai listened in as well.

After quickly finishing the questioning, "Xiao Meng" began the physical examination.

"Ugh~~~" The young patient suddenly felt nauseous and dry heaved.

"Be gentle!" the young patient's mother scolded unhappily. "A physical examination is necessary," "Xiao Meng" replied gently.

"So many experts have examined the child, and they haven't seen the child nausea or gagging. How could you, a young doctor,..."

Before she could finish speaking, Director Xiang stepped in front of her to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

"Director Shen, I'm sorry, my family is worried about the children." Director Xiang chuckled.

Shen Zizai didn't care. "Xiao Meng, is there a diagnosis?"

"Xiao Meng" came to Shen Zizai's side and said, "Director Shen, we need to take a neck X-ray."

What illness are you considering?

Tonsil stones.

Tonsil stones? There are such stones? Director Xiang was stunned.

The child's tonsils were indeed a little swollen, but it was only grade 2, and there were no symptoms such as fever, so Director Xiang didn't pay much attention to it.

Why is there a diagnosis for tonsil stones?

"Director Xiang, let's take a X-ray, we'll wait a bit," Shen Zizai said.

Director Xiang hurriedly instructed his doctors to order tests, and while waiting for the scans, he took Shen Zizai to his office.

"Your child isn't young anymore, is he?" Shen Zizai started chatting as he came in.

Director Xiang glanced at "Xiao Meng," who was standing ramrod straight, and wondered what her relationship with Shen Zizai was.

A graduate student he supervises? That's possible.

But now that they weren't in front of the patients, Shen Zizai didn't stand on ceremony with the young doctor at all. He sat down while the young doctor stood straight beside him, like a bodyguard.

No wonder there are rumors that the larger the tertiary hospital, the less it treats its residents and graduate students as human beings.

Those were pure cattle and horses, nuclear-powered cattle and horses, only made to work but not paid.

It's a bit strange, though. Shen Zizai rushed over, but instead of seeing the patient himself, he let this young man do it...

Director Xiang's mind raced as he pondered the relationship between Shen Zizai and the young man, but he didn't miss the opportunity to chat with Shen Zizai.

"My child is taking the college entrance exam this year, so it doesn't matter."

"Huh?" Shen Ziyi was taken aback.

"You can apply to any university. It's easy to get into a second- or third-tier university these days. If all else fails, you can go for the kind that costs money. For example, some British universities have joint programs with our universities, and you can get a bachelor's degree for a fee," Director Xiang explained.

"Forehead……"

Shen Zizai disagreed, but this was far too hasty.

Seeing Shen Ziyi's bewildered expression, Director Xiang laughed and said, "Director Shen, you don't know this, but in some ways, the county town is much better than the provincial capital."

"How to say?"

"Hehe." Director Xiang chuckled and glanced at "Xiao Meng".

“It’s alright, it’s just a relative’s child. Tell Director Xiang.” Shen Zizai said.

"That's right, I've only come to realize this in the last few years. My wife's family has some resources in the county, you know."

"I know." Shen Zizai nodded.

“The county town is not big, and there are only about a hundred people who really have influence. We see each other all the time, and after twenty or thirty years of intermarriage, we are almost all relatives.”

Shen Zizai recalled the time when Zhuang Yan took "Xiao Meng" to a consultation. At that time, it was a county under the jurisdiction of Changnan City, and the people there were quite domineering.

If it weren't for Ronaldinho's extensive connections, I'm afraid even if I went there, I would still be powerless against the local bully and suffer a great loss.

“The child will definitely come back in the future. If he wants to stay in Beijing, Shanghai or Guangzhou, I will break his legs.”

"Isn't it good outside?"

“In recent years, more and more children from county towns are not coming back. Director Shen, do you know why?” Director Xiang said with a smile.

"Probably know."

"Fire safety permits and tobacco licenses have been turned into limited-edition skins, and they're even specially made for special occasions," Director Xiang said. "The county town is like... how should I put it, for example, this building in our hospital. The first people to get the first taste of the benefits were definitely not us, but the third and fourth people definitely were us."

Shen Zizai was somewhat confused when he heard him say the words "we humans".

However, this is also the norm. Not to mention in China, even former US President Clinton had his own Clinton family, and he was ruthless, hanging Epstein so cleanly in front of the whole world.

What's the Kennedy family like? There's still one male heir left, and he has to add methylene blue to his water.

I heard this from Chen Yong. Apparently, Chen Yong met John F. Kennedy Jr. in London and was surprised that Kennedy added methylene blue to his water.

There is a kind of cohesive force among people of all social classes, which leads to the formation of families, which is the legendary solidification of social classes.

However, Shen Zizai was usually far removed from such matters and didn't know much about them.

"Coming back with a resume from a top company, the most respectable offer I could get is to be an English tutor for some rich girl, and the hourly rate isn't even as high as what you'd pay for a delivery service in Beijing."

"So why do you say the kids go to Beijing, Shanghai, or Guangzhou? It would be so much better if they came back to inherit the family business. I'm not busy or tired here; I just need to provide the resources."

"Back when my partner and I went on a blind date, I was really reluctant. Looking back now, I was so young."

Director Xiang said with a smile.

"Hehe." Shen Zizai shook his head, smiling without saying a word.

"Actually, there are countless provincial capitals and even the capital city, but your threshold is too high, you are like people from heaven, we can't compare."

"We all only live once, isn't it good to stay in the county town? We can earn money here, travel, and broaden our horizons. But people living in provincial capitals, Beijing, or Shanghai might not have it as carefree as us."

“That’s true, life in big cities is too tiring.” Shen Zizai also admitted this.

To be honest, Shen Zizai felt that in terms of social status in the local area, he might not be able to match Director Xiang's.

Although his energy wasn't great, it was enough for this small area.

"Director Shen, don't worry. If you agree, I'll introduce your son to someone." Director Xiang said proactively.

"Hehe, the child is still young," Shen Zizai said.

"Director Shen, this young man is quite promising. Tonsil stones, young man, can you explain that to me?"

Director Xiang looked at "Xiao Meng" and asked with a smile.

"I really don't know what's going on. I'm considered the best surgeon in the county hospital, but I can only remove the appendix or, at most, remove the spleen in the emergency. Any high-end surgery requires an expert from the medical university."

"Xiao Meng" didn't speak, which surprised Director Xiang.

"Xiao Meng, tell me," Shen Zizai said.

"The patient has a history of ear pain for 3 months..." With Shen Zizai's permission, "Xiao Meng" began to talk at length about the diagnostic basis of tonsil stones.

Each point is clearly and precisely presented, making it easy for anyone with a basic medical background to understand.

Director Xiang was dumbfounded.

He had just been showing off his status in the county town to Shen Zizai, and it was obvious to anyone that Shen Zizai was already envious.

When it came to the child's illness, Shen Zizai remained calm and composed, and the young man he brought with him didn't say a word without Shen Zizai's permission.

This is absolutely amazing! Director Xiang looked at "Little Meng" with red eyes and a face full of envy.

It takes a lot of skill to manage doctors so well.

To be honest, even Director Xiang doesn't know what young people are thinking these days. He's just bragging, saying things like he broke his son's leg.

Young people with any skills generally won't return to their county town; Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen seem to be under a spell that attracts them.

The intelligence of the young people who remain in the county is worrying. With inbreeding generation after generation, they are getting worse and worse and have no future at all.

As for the junior doctor under Shen Zizai, in terms of diagnosis, regardless of whether it is right or wrong, he can explain it clearly; in terms of etiquette, if Shen Zizai doesn't speak, it's as if he didn't hear his question.

Director Xiang was genuinely envious.

Director Shen is amazing! His admiration for Shen Zizai was palpable.

Shen Zizai also noticed the change in Director Xiang's mood. He smiled and felt great, which even lessened his worries about his son.

"Xiao Meng" is truly a powerful tool for showing off. With just one action, one look, or one diagnosis, he can make knowledgeable people realize how formidable he is.

Long face!

Tsk tsk.

Before "Xiao Meng" could finish speaking, Director Xiang's phone rang.

He picked up his phone and answered the call, "Director, the neck X-ray shows a foreign object!"

"I can't believe it," said one of the doctors under the director in surprise.

What did the radiologist say?

"They've never seen it before, they don't know what it is, so they just call it a foreign object."

"Director Xiang, I just need to take a look at the film," Shen Zizai said calmly.

"Okay, bring the film back." Director Xiang hung up the phone, turned on the imaging system, and stood up.

His back had unknowingly bent over.

"Director Shen, could you please take a look?" Director Xiang said politely.

Offending someone of high status is a sin, and Director Xiang understood this in his heart.

Director Shen is not only enthusiastic, but he also drove over as soon as he made a phone call. Moreover, he didn't even have to do anything; his junior doctor just asked about the patient's medical history and did a physical examination before giving a clear diagnosis.

As it turns out, they were right.

Shen Zizai knew exactly what Director Xiang was thinking. He sat down with a smile and said, "Xiao Meng, come and watch the movie with me."

On the X-ray, there was a visible area on the patient's neck that looked particularly awkward.

Based on local anatomical analysis, it should be near the tonsils.

"Xiao Meng, tell me how you made the diagnosis." Shen Zizai wanted to show off. Seeing the gallstones on the surface, he knew that "Xiao Meng" had made the correct diagnosis, so he asked.

"During the physical examination, I felt the stones with my fingers."

"Was it that vomiting just now? Did you touch something?" Director Xiang asked in surprise.

In the blink of an eye, this young man found the kidney stone? That's incredibly fast!

(End of this chapter)