White armor

Chapter 729 Dark Light Hospital
Along the way, Elder Cui asked some questions, which Luo Hao answered one by one.

It's best to see things for yourself; seeing is believing.

Mr. Cui also doesn't believe that AI robots will make leaps and bounds, but he didn't argue too much, since many traditional high-tech products have been dethroned without anyone realizing it in recent years.

Just now, I saw the robotic panda calling out "Grandpa" in a childish voice, but now all I can hear in Old Cui's mind is his father's father calling him "Grandpa".

It's so catchy, the voice is so captivating, I can't forget it, it keeps echoing in my mind.

Dr. Luo's research is quite diverse, even including the wild breeding of giant pandas, Professor Cui thought about in a jumbled mess along the way.

With such talent, why not concentrate on it? If Xiao Luo were willing to become my disciple, handing over the thousand-year-old heritage of the Cui family of Qinghe to him wouldn't be out of the question.

Old Cui's mind was in turmoil.

After a long time, they arrived at the deserted hospital in Panggezhuang.

The hospital is surrounded by many trees, which obscure the building inside.

At the entrance, a young man dressed in white, impeccably dressed without a single wrinkle, seemed to radiate a light that involuntarily gave anyone who saw him a feeling of certain victory.

"Old Cui, its name is Xiao Meng. It is modeled after the old Meng you just saw when he was young."

"Little Meng, Little Meng," Old Cui murmured, as if wondering if he could also see his younger self.

"Hehe, I didn't know what to do either. I went through a lot of templates before finally settling on Xiao Meng. If he's too handsome, it won't work, it'll interfere with the treatment, we're not making a robot boyfriend; if he's not good-looking, it won't work either, people still care about looks."

"So, people like Lao Meng, whose facial features look quite ordinary but are pleasing to the eye, are quite suitable for modeling."

"Later, I heard someone suggest that it should be older to be more credible, and I think that makes sense, but I've been busy lately and haven't been able to get the model done yet."

Luo Hao explained.

As soon as the car approached, "Xiao Meng" waved.

At the same time, the gate behind it slowly opened.

Old Cui drove directly into the courtyard of the deserted hospital.

After getting off the bus, Old Cui deliberately made things difficult for "Little Meng," but he just looked at it without saying a word.

"Hello, Mr. Cui, I've heard so much about you," said "Xiao Meng" politely.

Then it reached out its hand.

"Xiao Meng" stood about 70cm away from Old Cui and reached out his hand to Old Cui.

When Old Cui raised his hand, he was surprised to find that his elbow was at the midline of his body, and when he reached out, his hand was right next to "Xiao Meng's" hand.

"Xiao Meng" unconsciously showed respect for itself, even in a small detail like shaking hands.

Actually, Mr. Cui didn't care much about this detail; it only comes up in diplomatic settings.

But with just one action, Old Cui began to look at "Little Meng" with new respect.

Even such small details weren't overlooked; the size and proportions were just right—it's simply amazing. This isn't just AI being awesome; it's Ronaldinho being awesome.

"Xiao Luo, did you design this handshake gesture?" Old Cui asked directly.

"Yes, a few years ago I saw Foreign Minister Wang shake hands with people in this gesture when he went abroad to attend meetings, so I designed it so that when Xiao Meng shakes hands with the elderly people, they would use Foreign Minister Wang's gesture, which is very imposing," Luo Hao replied.

"Oh." Old Cui wanted to say something, but the handshake was really comfortable, so he swallowed the rest of his words.

"Professor Cui, welcome to our institute. We will definitely take your opinions and suggestions seriously and make corrections as soon as possible." After shaking hands, "Xiao Meng" tactfully released his hand and gestured for him to leave.

"Xiao Meng, right?"

"Old Cui, it's me."

"Not bad," Old Cui praised.

"You flatter me." "Xiao Meng" smiled, neither humble nor arrogant, and led Old Cui into the room.

Upon entering, there is a square hall. To the left is the emergency room, and to the right is a row of auxiliary departments, all with names on them, but the rooms are dark and the lights are off.

"Who operates the equipment here?" Old Cui asked.

“Automatic operation,” Xiao Meng replied.

Automatic operation?!
Old Cui was taken aback.

"Old Cui, it's like this, it's all controlled by AI in the background, so it doesn't matter whether the lights are on or off. But since it doesn't have the hospital's name on it, it should look as normal as possible, otherwise it won't look like a horror movie. Especially in a place like a hospital, it wouldn't sound good if the lights weren't on," "Xiao Meng" explained.

"Uh, a dark hospital?" Old Cui said subconsciously, thinking of the dark factory.

"That's roughly the idea. We'll have to turn on the lights once everyone accepts it. Humans are still a bit slow to accept things," Luo Hao said with a smile.

"Can it be used?" Old Cui asked.

"You'd like to get a physical exam?" Luo Hao smiled. "You're the third person to experience a physical exam."

"The first two are Boss Chai and Boss Zhou; they're here for a medical check-up," Luo Hao replied.

Old Cui thought for a moment, then said, "I'll give it a try."

Luo Hao snapped his fingers, and "Xiao Meng" turned slightly to the side, and someone "pushed" a flatbed cart into existence.

"No need," Old Cui refused.

I'm not an emergency patient, so why should I lie on a stretcher?

"Convenient, Mr. Cui."

"???"

"Give it a try, it's like going with the flow," Luo Hao urged.

Old Cui hesitated for a moment, then nodded and lay down on the flatbed.

"Hello, Mr. Cui, I'll accompany you for your medical check-up," "Xiao Meng" said politely.

"Xiao Meng, your sunglasses look a bit strange," Old Cui asked.

"Professor Luo said that making the glasses was a bit difficult, so he gave us sunglasses instead."

"Why don't you take it off and let me see? If you're okay with it."

"Xiao Meng" was very obedient; it took off its sunglasses as soon as Old Cui finished speaking.

It's nothing special; the pupils and eyeballs are just like those of humans.

“You look perfectly normal,” Old Cui said, somewhat puzzled.

“We can’t express emotions with our eyes, because there are too many variables involved. So Professor Luo made us wear sunglasses, which reduced the number of ways to calculate.”

"That's asking too much," Old Cui thought to himself. "Does it mean that the eyes are the windows to the soul?"

Just then, "Xiao Meng" put on sunglasses and said, "Mr. Cui, let me take off your coat."

"Blood test?"

"Ah."

Just as Old Cui was about to sit up, a hand suddenly reached under him and gently lifted him up. "Xiao Meng" took off his coat, and the hand behind him moved in perfect coordination with "Xiao Meng's" actions. Before Old Cui could react, his coat was in "Xiao Meng's" hand.

A robot dog appeared, carrying a box on its back. "Xiao Meng" folded the coat and put it in the box.

Old Cui was starting to feel a bit lost. Neither "Xiao Meng" nor the robot dog had made a sound, and he didn't even know whose hand was on his back.

If I hadn't been mentally prepared, I would have been shocked.

"Old Cui, time for the blood draw." "Little Meng" grinned, revealing a gentle smile and eight perfectly white teeth.

"My veins are a bit hard to find."

With his sleeves rolled up, another AI robot came over, disinfected his hand, and without repeatedly patting the back of his hand, drew blood on the first try. Before Mr. Cui could even explain how difficult it was to draw his blood or how hard it was to find a vein, the blood-drawing process was over.

Old Cui stared blankly at the tube of blood, feeling increasingly unwell.

This is too fast.

"Xiao Meng" reached out and pressed down on the cotton swab, applying just the right amount of pressure.

"Mr. Cui, next we'll go get an ultrasound. Although we've eaten and aren't fasting, there are other tests we can do," "Xiao Meng" explained.

Its speech was gentle and fluent, making it impossible to tell that it was an AI robot.

Old Cui remained silent, then nodded.

That's quite something; the way the AI ​​robot just drew blood proves something.

"You have varicose veins in your lower limbs and your arterial blood vessels are in poor condition. You are at risk of lower limb arterial occlusion, and you need to undergo relevant examinations."

"how do you know?"

“System data, your health condition is not classified. I can access your previous medical examination reports,” “Xiao Meng” replied.

"..."

"It all started with the physical exam three years ago..."

"Xiao Meng" communicated with Old Cui and began to talk about the various data from Old Cui's previous physical examination.

It spoke slowly and deliberately, and after just a few words, Old Cui felt that this gentle and approachable AI robot understood him better than he understood himself.

He couldn't even remember some of his past, but "Xiao Meng" knew it all clearly and plainly.

Upon arriving at the ultrasound room, an AI robot sat there and smiled at Dr. Cui.

If he hadn't known they were all robots, Old Cui felt he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference.

He was waiting to see how "Xiao Meng" would get him onto the ultrasound examination bed. Or perhaps she would simply pull the bed out and replace him with a stretcher.

"Click~"

A crisp sound rang out, very faint, but Old Cui, focused intently, heard it clearly.

As his body shifted, Old Cui panicked a little and instinctively reached out to grab onto something nearby.

“Old Cui, don’t move, it’s alright.” “Xiao Meng” gently placed her hand on the back of Old Cui’s hand.

Soon, Dr. Cui found himself "shifted" onto the examination bed, and the expected lag did not occur at all.

This is so smooth!

"Please pull your clothes up, unbuckle your belt, and pull your pants down."

The AI ​​robot communicated gently.

Old Cui was in a hurry to do it the way the AI ​​robot would, and he was afraid that "Xiao Meng" would interfere.

Mr. Cui felt extremely embarrassed if the robot forcibly removed his clothes.

But "Little Meng" simply stood gently to the side, not only not coming to help, but also taking two steps back and quietly watching from a distance. "How humane," Old Cui thought to himself.

"If it's a woman, there will also be an AI robot that looks like a woman to accompany her," Luo Hao reminded.

"Excellent, excellent," praised Old Cui.

Following the AI ​​robot's instructions, he inhaled, but the coupling agent wasn't cold; instead, it was warm, unlike the physical examinations Mr. Cui remembered.

"The coupling agent won't fail even if it's heated; it just won't make you feel uncomfortable," the AI ​​robot performing the ultrasound on Mr. Cui explained softly.

That was so thoughtful; Old Cui's heart softened instantly.

"There is a polyp in the gallbladder, about 0.8 x 0.5 cm, and there are sand-like stones."

"Wait!" Old Cui said hurriedly.

"What's wrong, Elder Cui?" Luo Hao asked.

"I ate lunch, how can I still see it?" Old Cui asked. "Although it's been several hours since I finished eating, your gallbladder should still be enlarged."

"Oh, you must have heard of ultrasound being used to examine patients with pneumothorax," Luo Hao asked. "Theoretically, ultrasound can only examine solid organs, but in the intensive care unit, because there are a large number of immobile patients, the methods and techniques for using ultrasound to perform other examinations have become well-established."

"Since you are not a Western medicine doctor, I will not go into the specific principles."

"..." Old Cui had probably heard of it, even though he was an old Chinese medicine doctor.

Unexpectedly, the AI ​​robot has mastered such advanced diagnostic and treatment techniques.

He closed his mouth and slowly closed his eyes, as the AI ​​robot kept giving him diagnoses.

After the ultrasound of his liver, gallbladder, and spleen was completed, Old Cui took off his pants. At this point, not only "Xiao Meng" but also Luo Hao hid outside the door.

Although Mr. Cui doesn't necessarily avoid anything, he's completely naked, so the fewer people watching, the better.

After the ultrasound of the arteries and veins in both lower limbs was completed, Mr. Cui was still waiting for the AI ​​robot to hand him some toilet paper so he could wipe off the coupling gel when he saw the AI ​​robot place the tissue on his leg.

"Mr. Cui, the test results are quite good. There are indeed plaques, but they do not affect blood supply. And there is more good news: there is a capillary network spreading in your lower limbs. I estimate that even if the main blood supply arteries in your lower limbs are blocked, it will not have a significant impact."

"!!!"

Old Cui was stunned. He had indeed been making preparations in this regard, taking Chinese medicine on one hand and Western medicine on the other, in addition to combining moxibustion and acupuncture.

Unexpectedly, the AI ​​robot hit the nail on the head.

"Really!" Old Cui's voice trembled slightly. He could feel it himself, and his pulse had changed, but he still needed to see it with his own eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Cui, don't worry." The AI ​​robot explained gently, and then showed him the recorded ultrasound images.

Although the capillaries were extremely unsightly, the AI ​​robot still pointed them out to Mr. Cui in an unbelievable way.

"For your next physical exam, I suggest you have a whole-body angiography. That way you can clearly see the dense network of blood vessels. Although it is an objective reality, it's better for you to see it with your own eyes, which will put your mind at ease."

"Mmm, mmm, mmm." Old Cui nodded repeatedly.

Even if it's just an AI robot fooling him, Mr. Cui is willing to listen to that kind of fooling.

"Please lie down, we need to go to the CT room."

Following the AI ​​robot's instructions, Old Cui quietly lay down and looked at the roof of the unmanned hospital.

There seemed to be countless cameras. Although Mr. Cui understood what the cameras were for, he still felt like he was being spied on.

“Old Cui, don’t worry.” “Xiao Meng” was like Old Cui’s worm, guessing what he was thinking.

"what?"

"Regarding patient privacy, we will completely delete all data after your discharge, unless the data is useful, such as in the event of a medical dispute. This is an instruction, and we will not overstep our bounds," "Xiao Meng" replied.

"What about my medical data?" Old Cui asked.

"This won't be deleted; it will go into the backend database, be analyzed by AI, and then reviewed by the relevant doctors before the report is sent to you. You'll then be officially registered in the AI ​​system, and AI will provide you with relevant suggestions for every physical examination in the future."

"That's wonderful," Old Cui murmured.

There are indeed some things that doctors and nurses can do, but can human labor and computers be the same?

It's already good enough if the manpower can take care of a very small number of special groups. For example, the health bureau's work is only to take care of the health of less than a thousand people.

But if AI is used, it can take care of over a billion people across the country.

As they spoke, the stretcher silently entered the CT room.

This time, with experience, Dr. Cui didn't move, but carefully observed the connection between the flatbed and the CT operating table.

"click"

There was a crisp sound.

Old Cui focused his attention on the observation this time, but he couldn't see any clasp in the corner of his eye; it must have been magnetically attached.

As his body moved along with the soft cushion beneath him, he felt no discomfort whatsoever, which Mr. Cui found amazing.

The flatcar and all inspection platforms should be integrated.

Normally, large machines like CT scans and MRIs are integrated, and a flatbed cart has no way of being connected to such large equipment.

After all, it was an unmanned hospital. Old Cui thought to himself, he secretly made a note of this matter and would ask Luo Hao about it after the physical examination was over.

hum~~~
The Ct machine emitted a slight humming sound.

“A CT scan is better, but an MRI can cause claustrophobia in some people,” Xiao Meng chatted with Old Cui.

Have you ever met someone with claustrophobia?

“I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but there is relevant information in the database. Mr. Cui, please lie down and wait for instructions,” said “Xiao Meng.”

Soon, an electronic voice began instructing Old Cui to take a deep breath, etc., while "Xiao Meng" simply stood aside and watched.

This feeling was a bit unusual. Old Cui suddenly realized that there was no one standing next to him when he usually had a check-up.

And now, "Xiao Meng" stands there so gracefully, gentle and refined.

It's an AI robot, so it's not afraid of radiation, Cui Lao immediately thought.

The inspection was completed quickly, the airtight lead door was opened, and Luo Hao stood in the doorway.

"Old Cui, there was no enema, and the fasting period wasn't long enough. Should we just skip the gastroscopy and colonoscopy? We do have capsules, but you still need to fast and drink water."

"Well, never mind. The last gastroscopy only showed atrophic gastritis, it's nothing to worry about." Old Cui sat up on the stretcher, glanced at "Xiao Meng," then at Luo Hao, "That's it."

Despite it being just a simple experience, Old Cui felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

"it is good."

Luo Hao nodded, took the report from the AI ​​robot, and handed it to Old Cui.

"Here is the examination report. Please take a look."

Old Cui was still looking at "Little Meng" when he took the report.

"Xiao Luo, this place is indeed excellent." Old Cui nodded, giving an affirmative answer. "Does it connect to the HIS system's database in the backend?"

"Yes, I've reversed all the data in the database," Luo Hao nodded.

"The workload is huge, and it seems that the database data was already classified as confidential back in 24."

"Back then, AI was very powerful. Data was an asset. As long as there was electricity and it could run, you could create very powerful AI just by processing the data."

For example, "Little Meng," Old Cui looked at "Little Meng" with a smile.

"Your place is indeed very nice. Have you treated any patients here?"

“There are only two, and they are not open to the public for the time being.” Luo Hao said after a slight hesitation, “One is a car accident that happened by chance, right outside the gate of the deserted hospital, so I just brought it in; the other is a surgery that Boss Zhou asked me to perform, which was just sent back to 912.”

"Tsk tsk." Old Cui had no thoughts on Luo Hao's talk about emergency care. Traditional Chinese medicine never deals with such topics. He just mentioned it casually and never expected Luo Hao to be thinking about it so much in that instant.

"Very good, very good." Although Old Cui said this, he did not continue the conversation, and Luo Hao sighed inwardly.

Traditional Chinese medicine has always been secretive and protective of its knowledge, emphasizing the idea of ​​passing it down only to sons and the importance of lineage. These are the real obstacles hindering the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

Just like Old Cui always said that he was a descendant of the Cui family, he also belonged to the legitimate feudal tradition.

Getting anything from Master Cui is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Since Elder Cui didn't bring it up, Luo Hao didn't think too much about it and wondered if he should ask other big shots later.

The AI ​​robot that Ye Qingqing brought still needs to have a certain degree of independent survival ability. In this respect, traditional Chinese medicine is much more suitable than Western medicine, especially in environments where medical resources are scarce.

"Mr. Cui, it's getting late. Shall I take you home?" Luo Hao said.

“Okay.” Old Cui looked at “Little Meng” with delight, but hesitated for a moment and did not respond to Luo Hao’s words.

"I'll drive," Luo Hao said.

"Okay, then you drive. Traffic is starting to get congested at this time, and I'm a bit impatient."

"Did that company contact you to advertise?"

Luo Hao arranged for Miao Youfang to return to school, and then drove Cui Lao home himself. After getting in the car, he chatted with him and asked him questions.

"There's a new traditional Chinese medicine that needs to be approved, and that's why they came to me," Old Cui said disdainfully. "It's full of Western medicine ingredients, what a mess! They've ruined traditional Chinese medicine, and now they're trying to cheat me."

"Sigh, it's actually quite difficult to get pure Chinese medicine these days, there's just no such thing. Besides, in the past, not many people could afford to see a doctor, they could barely make ends meet. What did Lao Bai in the Grand Mansion rely on to build his fortune? It was health products, wasn't it?"

"What you're saying." Old Cui smiled slightly, sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and casually printed out the medical report.

I originally intended to take a look while chatting with Luo Hao and ask about the Golden Needle Removal Technique, but I didn't expect to see a completely different medical report.

Each problem area from the examination is clearly marked, along with instructions on treatment and maintenance.

The medical examination report was almost entirely filled with tiny, closely spaced handwriting.

"Xiao Luo, why is there so much content here?" Old Cui asked.

"It was generated automatically by AI. Based on your condition, it analyzed similar medical records in the database, which is equivalent to a professional... to put it this way."

Luo Hao thought for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Didn't you read martial arts novels when you were young?"

“Yes, martial arts novels all talk about the cultivation of skills over a hundred years. Our traditional Chinese medicine is also becoming more and more popular, and we need to ensure its inheritance.” Old Cui knew what Luo Hao was going to say.

"There are billions of clinical medical records, including more than 30 million valuable records related to vascular surgery. A skilled vascular surgeon can see a hundred patients a day, which is considered a lot."

"With only 36,000 patients a year, AI is like a mature vascular surgeon who has no holidays, studies hard every day, and is always seeing patients in the outpatient clinic, and still has a heavy workload of seeing 100 patients every day."

"If I do a rough calculation, it's equivalent to a thousand years of cultivation."

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)