White armor

Chapter 728 Cui Family of Qinghe
Old Zhou still gave Miao Youfang some encouragement as per the rules, and gave him his contact information so that he could contact him if he needed anything.

That's all.

Three days later, the patient was able to get out of bed and was immediately transferred to 912 for continued rehabilitation treatment.

However, Luo Hao found the way the patient's family looked at him somewhat strange. While expressing their gratitude, their gazes carried other meanings.

Luo Hao didn't understand and ignored it.

In Luo Hao's view, she was just a patient's family member, and Luo Hao didn't even ask her name.

After the patient was transferred to 912, Luo Hao, along with Miao Youfang, began visiting various business owners in the capital, introducing them to his newly recruited student.

If nothing unexpected happens, Miao Youfang should be considered Luo Hao's first disciple. Although he still needs to study and will not graduate for another five years, it will not affect anything.

"Xiao Miao, today we are visiting the vice president of Guang'anmen Hospital, Professor Cui, from a renowned family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in China."

Miao Youfang has become numb to the names of the elderly people who have seen them in textbooks in the past few days. He just mechanically writes down the names that Teacher Luo mentioned, and he will write them down in his notebook later so that he won't forget them.

But Miao Youfang had no idea who this person was, or what kind of illustrious background and past he had.

He nodded, carefully noting down every word Luo Hao said.

"It is said that Teacher Cui's family genealogy can be traced back to the Cui family of Qinghe, but that is all in the past. Teacher Cui is still very skilled in traditional Chinese medicine."

"Mmm-hmm-hmm." Miao Youfang nodded vigorously, but couldn't hide his doubts.

"Don't underestimate traditional Chinese medicine. The problem is that no one is organizing the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and herbal medicine from scratch, so it can't evolve on its own. How can we get by clinging to the old ways?"

As they walked, Luo Hao spoke to Miao Youfang in a fatherly tone, sharing his understanding of traditional Chinese medicine.

"In ancient times, traditional Chinese medicine already included surgical procedures, and the military also had field hospitals and similar institutions. It can be said that traditional Chinese medicine was quite good before the Ming Dynasty, which is a pity."

"There's been a break in the middle, and it hasn't been significantly changed for many years. It can't keep up with the times. People just try to make money by clinging to old methods and formulas, which is actually quite pointless. Money is useful, but not very useful. Not only in China, but wherever there are people, money is just a tool."

"..." Miao Youfang remained silent; money was very useful to him.

On this point, Miao Youfang felt that Teacher Luo was talking without understanding the situation.

"Forget about that, what I meant was to tell you not to be prejudiced against traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, use it sparingly in clinical practice." Luo Hao laughed as he spoke, "Most of them are just scams to make money, they take whoever they can get their hands on. If you take those Chinese medicines to the lab for testing, you'll find that most of them contain Western medicine ingredients."

As he spoke, Luo Hao suddenly burst into laughter.

Miao Youfang, being tactful, was already used to playing the straight man when Lao Meng wasn't around. He smiled along with Luo Hao, preventing any awkward silence.

"Teacher, what are you laughing at?" Miao Youfang asked after he finished laughing.

“When I was in school, I went back to Beijing to pay my respects to my bosses during the Chinese New Year. One of the big shots happened to be in Hainan and got sick, so my boss took me there.”

"When I took his medical history, I noticed a detail: he was indulging in debauchery and taking Chinese medicine, which cost about 5,000 yuan per dose. I was curious, so I asked my assistant for a packet. When I brought it back to the lab for testing, we found that the active ingredient was sildenafil citrate."

"!!!" Miao Youfang was taken aback. "Teacher, those important figures should, shouldn't they know?"

"Hey, you're overestimating them. Mu Qiang is right, but we also need to analyze and summarize objectively," Luo Hao said with a smile.

"The First Affiliated Hospital of China Medical University was under pressure, so they simply started using hormones as well. Although there are no side effects from using hormones in the short term, it's still not good."

"This world is just a makeshift operation. Little seedling, you need to be humble and avoid preconceived notions, as they will limit your potential. Great figures are just like that; don't idolize them."

Luo Hao paused for a moment after saying this.

"including me."

Miao Youfang was astonished.

He gained a clear understanding of Professor Luo's skill level through repeated clinical practice, but Professor Luo said that this included him.

The building is an old building within the Second Ring Road. The community is very clean, and there is a row of cars parked downstairs.

Luo Hao glanced at it and saw that it had an out-of-town license plate.

"Guess what they're here for?" Luo Hao asked.

"???" Miao Youfang was full of questions.

"I guess they're here to ask Mr. Cui to help them with advertising."

"Huh? Does Elder Cui's status and position need advertising?" Miao Youfang was stunned.

“Sigh, when you’re in the business world, you’re not in control of your own destiny. For a multi-billion dollar or even multi-billion dollar enterprise, not advertising would be incredibly offensive.” Luo Hao sighed as he spoke. “Back then, even the old man had no choice but to advertise for Yunbai Pharmaceuticals. But the old man always had to have some principles, so he said it was for in vitro testing. It’s a subtle way of writing, you know what I mean.”

Luo Hao spoke vaguely, but Miao Youfang immediately thought of someone.

His eyes widened in disbelief; was it really true?

"This is called blending in with the world. Remember these four words."

"Hmm." Although Miao Youfang didn't understand, he still nodded vigorously. "Teacher, do you also have many manufacturers coming to you to advertise?"

"Me? I'm not at that level yet. In a few years, once you become the director of 912, I reckon I'll be facing all this mess."

"..."

The two went upstairs, where two people were standing outside the door. Luo Hao tried to ring the doorbell, but the two people stopped him.

But Luo Hao didn't say anything. Instead, he led Miao Youfang to the fire escape and waited there.

Miao Youfang was still young and somewhat angry.

"Don't overthink it. Have you been reading too many novels? Do you think your teacher can just make a phone call and a bunch of people will show up, berate the people inside, and then kneel down in front of me and apologize?"

"Well, it's not that bad." Miao Youfang said awkwardly, his thoughts exposed. "But they went too far. How could they not let us in?"

"There's nothing I can do. There must have been some oversight in the time I arranged with Old Cui yesterday." Luo Hao didn't seem to care at all. He took out his phone, found an app, and started a cyber smoking session.

"Teacher, no wonder the bosses all say you're not like a young person, and they tell me not to follow your example in this respect."

"Hehe, young people really cause trouble, and they're the ones who are unhappy. There's never a perfect solution. Don't listen to the bosses' nonsense. Bosses love to talk nonsense, and they're very hypocritical," Luo Hao laughed.

A full 20 minutes later, the person inside came out, and Luo Hao received a phone call.

"Walk."

Luo Hao led Miao Youfang out through the fire escape, where a short, white-haired, ruddy-faced old man stood at the door.

"Little Luo, it's been a long time."

"Hello, Elder Cui." Luo Hao bowed respectfully first, then introduced Miao Youfang.

"Come in and let's talk." Old Cui was a little displeased. "We were delayed a bit just now..."

"It's alright, Elder Cui. Who did you ask to convey your message?" Luo Hao asked with a smile.

"Old Ma called me and told me to handle things," said Old Cui.

"Hehe, that's alright. You can ignore Director Ma's call."

Miao Youfang was stunned. The person from the National Health Commission seemed to be surnamed Ma. Could it be him? Why didn't he feel much pressure when his direct supervisor called?

There were many things that Miao Youfang couldn't understand at all, so he simply stopped thinking about them and just listened quietly.

Upon entering, Old Cui said helplessly, "It's just a scam to make money, but they insist on giving me shares. They'll do anything I say."

Luo Hao sat properly on the sofa with his hands on his knees.

Miao Youfang learned everything from Luo Hao, and his posture was exactly the same.

"You two don't need to be so reserved. Make yourself at home and relax," Old Cui said with a smile.

"Professor Cui, the first reason for my visit is to introduce you to Miao Youfang, the first graduate student I have taken on."

"Oh? And then?" Old Cui asked directly.

"Secondly, I've come to seek your guidance, Elder Cui."

Old Cui's white eyebrows twitched; he didn't know what Luo Hao meant by "seeking advice."

“Last year, I performed acupuncture to remove obstructions on an elder in the institute.”

"I've heard about you. You're quite good, but it's a pity you don't study traditional Chinese medicine. What can I say about you? You used to refuse to come, but now you've made a name for yourself. You won the Three Youth Awards last year, and you definitely can't come this year." Old Cui said with some regret.

Luo Hao smiled.

“It’s better not to learn.” Old Cui sighed. “Back then, my father was seriously ill in bed, and I was taking care of him by his bedside. Then one night at three o’clock, I was dozing off when my father woke me up.”

He said, "Touch me."

"When I touched it, it was covered in sweat. My father said this is called 'absolute sweating,' and that's what 'absolute sweating like oil' means."

Luo Hao looked at Elder Cui seriously, "Elder Cui, is it the same as the cold and dampness in clinical shock?"

"It's different. 'Sweating like oil' isn't a metaphor, it's a vivid description. My father's sweat really was like oil at the time; the feeling is indescribable," Old Cui said calmly. "My father said he knew he was going to die, and he kept taking his own pulse, wanting me to know what the Seven Deadly Pulses were."

"He didn't know which one he would be, and in the end he found out he would be sweating profusely," Old Cui recounted casually.

"Everyone says they advocate for traditional Chinese medicine, but it's not used in pre-employment physicals or military physicals... Never mind, I won't complain to you. Old Tang's acupuncture treatment is indeed a divine technique. I didn't expect you to have learned it, Xiao Luo. It's a kind of inheritance."

"It was a coincidence, and the senior members of Institute 209 had seen Tang Lao's senior brother perform the Golden Needle Removal Technique, so they asked me to do it," Luo Hao explained.

"Do you want to work in traditional Chinese medicine?" Old Cui asked.

Luo Hao smiled and said, "Professor Cui, it's like this. I've recently joined forces with Harbin Institute of Technology to research AI robots."

"it works?"

Luo Hao took out his phone, found a video, clicked start, and handed it to Old Cui.

This video shows the scene at the hospital entrance during the rescue of a car accident patient. It has been circulating online, and although it has been blocked, a few people have still downloaded it. It is not classified.

Mr. Cui took the phone and watched the video.

"Their methods are skillful and well-trained; they must be from your 912 unit. Speaking of which, 912 assigned all their elites to you... wait a minute!"

Before he could finish speaking, Old Cui suddenly frowned, "Are these AI robots?!"

"Yes, the rescue was carried out by an AI robot. You can see Boss Chai and Boss Zhou in the footage. They didn't do anything themselves; the entire process was done by the AI ​​robot."

"!!!" Old Cui was stunned.

He never expected that his guess would actually be true!

Old Cui looked at Luo Hao, never expecting that the young man from back then would cause such a big storm.

“Some basic experiments can already be done on AI. I have an assistant named Chen Yong who studied magic. The Queen of England awarded him a certificate as a great magician.”

"After returning to China, I studied under... Qingcheng Mountain."

Luo Hao paused slightly, then said the three words "Qingcheng Mountain" in the same way Chen Yong usually did.

"Oh?"

"He recently input his methods of fortune telling and divination into AI, and the AI ​​robot is doing fortune telling. I think the results are pretty good." Luo Hao told Old Cui about the village at the foot of Funiu Mountain burning millet and the Majestic 7. Old Cui laughed and said, "Young man, you're just messing around."

"Mr. Cui, you are right. What I meant was that I wanted to ask for your opinion." Luo Hao stopped abruptly at this point.

"why me."

“You’ve always wanted to do comprehensive organization work, but you’ve been limited by the times,” Luo Hao said frankly. “Now there are AI robots, and tasks like acupuncture can be done entirely by robots.”

Luo Hao brought up two seemingly unrelated things, which appeared to have logical flaws, but Old Cui understood what Luo Hao meant.

"Your body isn't strong enough," said Old Cui.

Miao Youfang had no idea what kind of riddle they were talking about, and was completely confused.

"Professor Cui, there's no need for clinical practice."

"Then where will it be used?" Old Cui frowned.

"First, store them in the AI ​​backend database. By the way, the backend database contains 100 years of medical records from Peking Union Medical College Hospital and 96.5 billion medical records nationwide after the HIS system went online. Now, we need to add tens or hundreds of thousands more medical records every day."

"For the corresponding patients, we can use AI robots to collect relevant data. Haven't you always wanted to promote things related to traditional Chinese medicine? I remember that."

A glint of light flashed in Old Cui's eyes.

"Unfortunately, the medical records in traditional Chinese medicine are not rigorous. I would like to preserve some of them and use AI for reasoning and calculation, but I don't have the data at hand."

"I haven't dared to let an AI robot perform Tang Lao's Golden Needle Removal Technique. It's said that such a small operation is most suitable for AI."

"Really?" Old Cui didn't believe it, and just sneered, "If AI were useful, wouldn't all you doctors be out of a job? My Qinghe Cui family has a thousand-year-old tradition of traditional Chinese medicine, how could AI understand it?"

"For now, it seems that doctors in the radiology department who write reports and doctors in the laboratory department who perform tests can indeed be replaced. But what about unmanned hospitals..."

"It's that little thing that Old Zhou from 912 has been working on in Panggezhuang lately, right? The video you just showed me was quite interesting."

"You know?"

"I've heard people talk about it, but I've never seen it."

"Do you have some free time? Would you like to take a look?" Luo Hao invited.

"Dr. Luo." Although Old Cui was old, his thinking was not confused. Far from being senile, he was actually quite shrewd. As soon as Luo Hao invited him, he guessed a lot of things.

"You tell me."

"It's classified, did you apply for access for me?"

"Hey, Mr. Cui, please don't take offense. I can only stay in the capital for a few days. I have a lot of things to do back home. I have to take care of my clinical work on one hand, and on the other hand, I have to work on bringing AI robots to the countryside..."

"What are you going to the countryside for?" Old Cui asked curiously.

"To be a barefoot doctor, responsible for diagnosing and treating some basic diseases."

Old Cui was stunned.

No doctor is willing to go to the countryside; the so-called tiered medical system that has been talked about in recent years is actually a joke.

In rural areas, medical care is basically handled by a few small clinics.

If AI robots were to go to the countryside and enter villages, that would indeed be a good thing, a great thing.

Although the income of those who remain in the villages is not high, at least they can die knowingly and live knowingly.

Moreover, if it's AI, the data is connected to the provincial level, and the optimal solution is given the instant the patient is admitted.

Thinking of this, Old Cui's heart began to flutter.

"Xiao Luo, everyone said you went to support the frontier, I didn't expect you to actually have such a bold idea," Old Cui laughed. "How much does an AI robot cost?"

"It's still in the trial phase, so we don't need to calculate the cost yet. Besides, poverty alleviation work has nothing to do with cost. In the end, the cost is really not high. If you can accept it, it's a little over ten thousand yuan per unit."

Old Cui's eyes widened as he stared intently at Luo Hao.

An AI robot costs over ten thousand? Luo Hao must be dreaming.

“We won’t choose the human form from the video, so we don’t need to work on muscle and nerve tissue, and the cost won’t be much,” Luo Hao said. “Everything else can be mass-produced, and the chips and such don’t need to be too high-end. The data is all in the background…”

"Wait a minute, what are we going to use if not human form?"

"Bamboo is the giant panda I research. You saw it at the provincial ice and snow festival, right? There were robotic pandas everywhere. They're actually not expensive."

Old Cui was stunned.

He finds it hard to imagine robotic pandas appearing in towns and villages.

"There's less resistance in the townships, there are only a few clinics, so it's easy to handle. It's already underway, and I'll show you the footage when I have the chance."

"Is it available now?" Old Cui asked.

Luo Hao sighed inwardly. Old Cui really wouldn't act until he saw the benefit; no matter how he tried to distract him, he simply wouldn't give him a chance.

"Let me take a look." Luo Hao called Master Qi.

Soon, the video came through, and Luo Hao moved closer to Old Cui.

"Old Cui, look, Master Qi is just taking the robotic panda to the countryside. The one next to him is Lao Meng, a member of my medical team. This is the second pilot clinic; initially, there were only three pilot clinics."

Old Cui took the phone and saw a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, with an air of otherworldly wisdom, talking to an old doctor in a simple rural clinic, dressed in white robes and black paint.

"Why did you bring in a Taoist priest?" Old Cui asked.

"Master Qi usually takes care of the people in the surrounding villages. Now that the tourism bureau has required the Taoist temples in Funiu Mountain to open, it has also boosted the economy. The local people are earning more money, so he has some prestige."

"Oh."

“There’s a Party organization involved,” Luo Hao joked.

"Of course it should be there." Old Cui didn't think it was a joke, but instead watched the video intently.

In the video, there is a brand new robotic panda next to Meng Liangren, but it sometimes lies down and sometimes stands up, not very well-behaved.

"Old Lin, I have a headache, can you prescribe some medicine for me?"

Meng Liangren was handing over duties to the doctor at the village clinic when a patient walked in.

You can see Master Qi taking a few steps back, and several people entering the scene.

"Here you go." The old doctor casually pulled out a box of medicine and tossed it to the old man.

The elderly man took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

The notification sounded that 9 yuan had been received via Alipay.

The name "Acaprol" appeared prominently in the footage.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Old Cui didn't quite understand, so he asked.

“Yes…” Luo Hao muttered a couple of curses under his breath.

Old Cui found it amusing and asked, "Little Luo, stop swearing. What are the ingredients in this medicine?"

"Made in Chongqing in the 1980s, each tablet contains 230mg of aspirin and 126mg of acetaminophen. With these two fever reducers and pain relievers combined, plus 30mg of caffeine, how could it not be effective?"

"Uh……"

“In the provincial capital, and in my hometown of Donglian City, acetaminophen powder has been discontinued for a long time. That’s how it is in the villages,” Luo Hao said, sighing.

Healthcare needs to move upwards while also moving downwards.

"Wait a moment." Meng Liangren called out to the old man as he was about to leave.

"What do you want from me?"

"Isn't this for medical treatment?" Meng Liangren said with a smile. "I'm a doctor from the provincial capital, here to help alleviate poverty in the countryside."

"Will you pay?"

The old man asked very bluntly.

“Here you go!” Meng Liangren said firmly.

When Elder Cui saw this, he turned his head to look at Luo Hao and was puzzled to see that Luo Hao's expression remained unchanged.

"Oh? Bring it here."

"Get the doctor first. A head CT scan that usually costs 230 will only cost 110 if they take you there. That's a 120-yuan discount!"

"Can……"

"Grandpa~~~" The robotic panda walked happily to the old man's side and called him Grandpa in a childish voice.

Old Cui remained silent, Miao Youfang remained silent, only Luo Hao remained expressionless.

With each call of "Grandpa," the robotic panda seemed to come alive, carrying a slightly eerie air.

But after only a few words, the old man was persuaded and squatted down to gently stroke the mechanical panda's head.

Even when the robotic panda was talking to him, he thought it was perfectly normal.

This scene is a bit strange.

"Did he know it was the robotic panda?"

“I don’t know if he knows,” Luo Hao said. “After a period of contact with humans, the AI ​​knows how to speak. It can’t be implemented in the provincial capital, and it will take some time before it can be implemented. We’ll try it in the villages and towns now.”

Old Cui looked at the robotic panda with a somewhat blank expression as it acted cute and charming while asking about his medical history.

There shouldn't be anything wrong, but in the end, the elderly man was still moved by the half-price head CT scan and asked how to get the examination done.

After closing the video, Mr. Cui asked, "What's this about the half-price CT scan?"

"I'll use my research funds for now, it won't cost much, and I'm still figuring things out," Luo Hao said frankly.

Old Cui knew why it wasn't free, and he smiled, "It does look quite interesting."

"Some patients occasionally come to Master Qi for treatment, and he always tells them to come to me. There's a robotic panda at the village clinic now, so just wait and see."

Old Cui asked for some more details and learned that the doctor at the Tun Village clinic had studied with Master Qi for a few days when he was young. He wasn't a disciple, but at most an outer disciple.

They weren't even considered outer disciples; they were sent home because they had no talent.

For many years, he has visited Master Qi at Funiu Mountain during festivals, which is why he is included in the pilot program.

Old Cui asked about the relevant operating methods, and he felt that there was indeed some trick to it.

"Let's go check out the abandoned hospital."

Luo Hao breathed a sigh of relief. These old folks were really hard to deal with; it was difficult to gain any advantage from them.

(End of this chapter)