White armor

Chapter 737 Protect the mother or the child? Neither, it's a waste of money.

"It's cold, isn't it?" Luo Hao turned on the air conditioning as soon as he got in the car.

The weather had warmed up, but the night air was still chilly. He wasn't dressed warmly enough, and Feng Zixuan shivered as soon as he got in the car, his legs shaking as if they didn't belong to him.

"The main problem is that this place is filled with yin energy. The phrase 'chilling cold' isn't just an adjective; it's a vivid description," Feng Zixuan said.

He glanced back at the building where the autopsy room was located. Incandescent lights shone outside, casting an eerie glow over the entire building.

"I wonder who designed this place," Feng Zixuan said, arms crossed. "Are they afraid people won't know this place is haunted? They've made it so gloomy and terrifying."

"Huh? Is it really haunted?" Luo Hao asked.

"It is said that the inside of this building is all red."

"???"

“In the past, when autopsies were still performed in medical school, students would always encounter strange and unusual things.”

"Later, the school raised some concerns, and the department became more and more formalized, so they moved away and established a formal technical department."

"It's said that Master Qi from Funiu Mountain was involved in building this building. So many years have passed, and Master Qi doesn't look old at all. They really take good care of themselves; I envy them," Feng Zixuan said with some emotion.

"No, no, not at all," Luo Hao laughed. "The yang energy at the yamen gate is strong; even ghosts are afraid of it."

Feng Zixuan's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words back.

It's best not to say anything that could be detrimental to unity, even if it's just venting to Luo Hao.

"Xiao Luo, I've reflected on what happened today, and now when I encounter something, the first thing I think of is you."

"Of course," Luo Hao nodded.

Today, they managed to resolve this difficult issue by calling in reinforcements themselves. If they had been left to fumble around on their own, the autopsy department in Chengdu might not have had a proper solution.

"Sigh, if it were something good, that would be fine, but today's incident could very well have infected me with a strange virus. Next time, I need to suppress my thoughts." Feng Zixuan said very seriously, "It's true, I was completely stunned when I saw that the deceased's brain was full of frozen tofu."

"How should I put it? It's like a drowning person grabbing at a straw, calling you without thinking. Looking back now, picking up my phone and making calls was all subconscious," Feng Zixuan recalled with emotion.

"Director Feng."

Luo Hao had already fastened his seatbelt, looked straight ahead, and spoke earnestly.

"Even if you don't call me, if something really happens, I'll probably be the one to go up. So, don't be shy. Changing people might not solve the problem as quickly or well."

“Uh…” Feng Zixuan was taken aback.

He knew that Luo Hao probably had another identity, but such things were kept secret. Luo Hao didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

What Luo Haogang said today confirms certain things.

"I have a lot to say today, and I'm quite the father figure here, so I'll ramble on for a bit."

"Director Feng, the 'dad-like' attitude is something kids think of during their rebellious phase. Life is about having mentors who guide you. To mistake mentors for 'dad-like' attitude is just ridiculous," Luo Hao laughed.

Feng Zixuan didn't laugh, but said in a deep voice, "People with too much ability tend to have two flaws. I used to encourage myself, but compared to you, I'll just give them to you."

"First, you must be knowledgeable enough to refuse advice. Your knowledge structure, what you know, and the hidden power behind you are enough to allow others to say whatever they want about you, and for you to refute them."

If the rebuttal is reasonable, others can only assume they are wrong.

"Secondly, and more importantly, it is called 'words that can cover up mistakes.' You can use your knowledge to cover up anything you say, and even if there are errors, after a few twists and turns, others will become confused."

"Although it's not a major problem, if it happens too often, it will eventually give people the idea that they are invincible."

“When I first went to the Medical Affairs Department, it was the two hospital directors who transferred me there. At that time, the Medical Affairs Department had 76 major medical disputes that had accumulated over 10 years. I spent six months tackling them one by one and compensating for each one.”

Luo Hao smiled. He knew that the compensation Feng Zixuan was referring to wasn't the kind of simple case where the patient's family made exorbitant demands and the medical affairs department accepted everything.

The reason why medical disputes accumulate is because the compensation amounts are too large, and others cannot handle them. Even a behemoth like the First Affiliated Hospital of China Medical University would collapse if it were swallowed up in one go.

The ability to resolve this "legacy issue" proves Feng Zixuan's competence.

"In just six months, I resolved 72 major medical disputes. The rest were cases where others intervened, and I couldn't touch them."

"Back then, I thought I was amazing," Feng Zixuan sighed.

“It’s not just your opinion, it’s really impressive. I worked in the medical department of Donglian Mine General Hospital, so I understand the difficulties in this area. Donglian Mine General Hospital is much smaller than our First Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, and I still couldn’t handle so many medical disputes.” Luo Hao laughed as he drove back.

"I'm going to the bathhouse for a good soak and a scrub to get clean. Xiao Luo, do you want to come along?"

"I'd rather not take a bath; I'm not really used to it," Luo Hao said with a smile.

"You're from the North, how come you've picked up so many bad habits from the South?"

Luo Hao smiled without saying a word.

"Alright, you've really worked very hard today," Feng Zixuan concluded.

However, his tone in making a definitive judgment was not as forceful as before, and even carried a hint of fear from someone in a lower position, but Feng Zixuan did not bother to hide it.

After chatting for a while, Luo Hao took Feng Zixuan to the largest bathhouse in the vicinity.

As long as you don't go to a certain floor, the bathhouse is quite good. It's an entertainment complex where you can eat, play, and sleep—it's very comprehensive.

Luo Hao understood Feng Zixuan's meaning: "Come here for a bath and completely relax your mind and body. It's like getting a good wash after being released from prison."

After finishing packing, Luo Hao thought for a moment, and seeing that it was getting light, he drove straight to the hospital.

It's getting late, so it's better to go directly to the hospital.

After getting off the elevator, Luo Hao was surprised to see Meng Liangren coming right in front of him.

He was with "Xiao Meng" and they were about to get on the elevator.

"Old Meng? What are you doing here?" Luo Hao asked, somewhat surprised.

Meng Liangren looked as if she had seen a ghost, or as if she had done something wrong, her face full of unease.

Luo Hao glanced at "Xiao Meng" and said with a smile, "The boss is sleeping. There's an urgent consultation. Go and take a look at him."

This goes against principles, but principles are just that—principles. Old Meng is qualified to make a consultation. As long as we don't take it too seriously, there won't be any problems.

"Yes, Professor Luo." Meng Liangren quickly composed himself and nodded in response.

"Which department? Wait for me, let's go together."

Luo Hao remained energetic and showed no signs of fatigue.

After changing into white clothes, Luo Hao tidied them up meticulously and then smiled as he found Meng Liangren and "Little Meng" waiting for him at the elevator entrance.

"In the gynecology department, a female patient who had an IUD inserted suddenly developed malignant hypertension."

"Oh, it's caused by renal artery stenosis?"

Luo Hao hit the nail on the head.

"Professor Luo, how could you guess so accurately?!" Meng Liangren was also a little surprised.

“Young people usually experience sudden malignant hypertension due to kidney disease. It can also occur in other locations, but not often. I was just guessing, but I didn’t expect to be right.”

"Hehe, impressive." Meng Liangren gave a thumbs up, praising without any embarrassment.

"Professor Luo, why are you here so early?"

"It's not that I got up early, it's that I didn't sleep at all."

Luo Hao briefly recounted what had happened yesterday.

Meng Liangren was stunned. She knew nothing about it, yet Professor Luo had done such a big thing.

Has your brain turned into frozen tofu?!

Meng Liangren didn't even dare to think about this disease.

"There are no autopsy results in the AI ​​database. I'll talk to Boss Zhou tomorrow and see if we can get the relevant data from the department next door." Luo Hao got off the elevator and chatted casually with Lao Meng. "It shouldn't be like this."

"Nobody in the hospital is stupid; they wouldn't give a patient such a large dose of hydrogen peroxide."

"That's true."

Luo Hao gave a perfunctory reply, clearly not taking it seriously.

Meng Liangren didn't care. Professor Luo must have his reasons, so she shouldn't worry about it.

Upon arriving at the gynecology ward, Luo Hao found a group of people blocking the doorway. He sensed a subtle but palpable hostility and found it strange.

It's just malignant hypertension caused by renal artery malformation; a stent can fix it. Why make such a fuss? The family is probably just too concerned about the patient.

That didn't seem right either. As soon as Luo Hao walked into the corridor, he noticed that the intense hostility was directed at the man who was standing casually against the wall by the ward door.

"What's going on?" Luo Hao asked the head of the gynecology ward.

"The patient's family said they don't want to treat him anymore."

"Huh?" Luo Hao frowned. "Let me see the patient's information."

Upon entering the office, Luo Hao and "Xiao Meng" glanced at the patient's clinical records together.

Just as Luo Hao "guessed," it was renal hypertension caused by a left renal artery malformation. The diagnosis was not difficult, and the treatment was not difficult either; a stent could be inserted.

As for the choice of stent, that depends on the patient's family's financial situation.

Is this disease really that serious?
Luo Hao was somewhat surprised.

"Boss, what exactly happened?" Luo Hao asked after reading the documents.

The head of the gynecology ward looked exhausted, clearly having not slept all night, but the disdain on her face was impossible to hide.

She didn't try to hide it, saying, "I've never seen such a scumbag before, what a piece of trash."

“When he suddenly developed malignant hypertension, we were all in a panic, but he was the only one who was carefree.”

"Judging from his demeanor, he seems to be hoping something bad will happen soon; he's not proactive at all."

"..."

"Once the diagnosis was confirmed, guess what Professor Luo said? He said it was incurable!" the head of the hospital said angrily. "What kind of nonsense is this?"

"..."

Luo Hao and Lao Meng were both speechless.

You can see all sorts of people in a hospital, and there are certainly quite a few with this kind of cold-hearted nature. But it's extremely rare to see someone so cold-hearted that they don't even try to hide it.

Most people have some sense of shame; they wouldn't act like that man standing in the corridor who opened his mouth and then refused treatment.

"Well, sigh." Meng Liangren sighed.

"He said that when the patient was giving birth, she asked him a question: if something happened, should he save the mother or the baby? He said, 'Don't save either, it's a waste of money.'"

"!!!"

"!!!"

Is this even human language?

Luo Hao was speechless.

"Then do we still need to look at it?" Meng Liangren asked.

"Just write something down, any suggestion will do, since the family has already signed the papers and is ready to give up anyway." The hospitalized general manager was exhausted.

Although this practice violates the principles of consultation once again, there aren't that many principles to follow.

If you go in to see a patient now, you're very likely to have a conflict with a man.

Luo Hao didn't insist.

A lot of things in life are determined by fate.

Luo Hao didn't have many thoughts on this. "Okay, then we'll go back and write it down. We must screen for aortitis. Surgery is not possible during an aortitis flare-up; treatment must be given first," Luo Hao instructed, it was unclear whether he was speaking to Meng Liangren or the head of the gynecology ward.

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Hao suddenly realized that he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

"Xiao Meng's" fingers were moving, just like Chen Yong's.

What kind of nonsense did Chen Yong input into the AI ​​system? Luo Hao was somewhat displeased.

He stared intently at "Xiao Meng," ready to shut down his phone at any moment should "Xiao Meng" make any unusual moves.

But "Little Meng" was still very obedient. After the calculation, he returned to normal and obediently followed behind Meng Liangren.

It was as if nothing had happened, as if it were just an illusion.

Luo Hao and Lao Meng returned to the ward. He went to the fire escape and was about to call Chen Yong when his phone lit up. It was Chen Yong calling.

"Luo Hao, there's a strange patient. Tell Lao Meng to keep him calm for now."

"What? I'm at the hospital, there are no strange patients here." Luo Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he followed Chen Yong's words.

"You're at the hospital? Is Xiao Meng with you?" Chen Yong was also a little confused.

"exist."

Luo Hao recounted what had just happened.

"Don't worry about it, leave this to me," Chen Yong said confidently.

"what happens?"

"Are you sure you want to listen to those supernatural and bizarre things?" Chen Yong asked rhetorically.

Meanwhile, the sound of his electric scooter starting up could be heard from his side.

"Are you going to ride Master Qi's little electric scooter back?"

"Otherwise what? Me, riding a flying sword back? I'm afraid that as soon as I take off, a missile will come flying over and shoot me down." Chen Yong seemed to have a bad temper.

"He's just grumpy when he wakes up," Luo Hao thought to himself.

Why did Chen Yong start getting angry when I wasn't even angry yet?

However, Luo Hao quickly reassured himself, "Chen Yong, I just saw Xiao Meng's fingers making calculations. Was it you who entered the program?"

"It was a normal fortune telling for Fangcun Mountain, but something strange happened. There was something unclean in the hospital."

"!!!"

Luo Hao remained silent.

Normally, young patients rarely encounter similar situations; most are congenital. However, Luo Hao's database search revealed that the patient had undergone relevant examinations during childbirth, and all results were normal.

In other words, renal artery stenosis occurs within one to two years after childbirth.

It's not that it's impossible, but the probability is extremely low.

Luo Hao sat in the fire escape, thinking about what Chen Yong had said.

Indeed, Chen Yong could talk about and do things that were supernatural or bizarre, but Luo Hao felt a sense of resistance towards them.

If explained scientifically, it may involve many things that current science cannot explain.

Luo Hao simply decided to ignore it and let Chen Yong handle it. He had a certain understanding of Chen Yong—this guy might seem unreliable, but he was actually alright and knew how to prioritize.

Luo Hao glanced at the time; it was around six o'clock. He left a message for Boss Zhou and quickly called him back.

Luo Hao explained to Boss Zhou the situation of the deceased whose brain tissue had turned into frozen tofu last night.

"Oh, that's something I overlooked," Mr. Zhou said casually.

"???"

"It happens frequently in hospitals too. At least 30 years ago, before you existed, there were always a few cases every year," Mr. Zhou said casually.

"!!!"

Luo Hao truly didn't expect there to be a precedent for this kind of thing.

"Back then, I was willing to use hydrogen peroxide to rinse it. The amount of hydrogen peroxide used in thoracic surgery is small, unlike in general surgery, so accidents usually happen in general surgery. Later, I participated in an autopsy for a medical malpractice case and found that the patient's brain tissue had the kind of degeneration you mentioned."

"Why isn't that reflected in the medical record?" Luo Hao asked.

"The medical records are sealed, how can the clinicians know the autopsy results?" Boss Zhou scolded. "Have you been busy all night and haven't woken up yet? You still have so much energy."

Luo Hao felt ashamed.

Indeed, it was a very busy night, and I really didn't expect the medical records to be sealed.

"Boss, what are you planning to do?"

"Any autopsy results related to the hospital should also be added to the database. You go ahead with your work, I'll handle this."

"Okay, boss, please take care of yourself."

"How about bamboo? There shouldn't be any risks if it's wild, right?" After finishing his business, Boss Zhou immediately brought up bamboo.

“I see him on video every day on the other side of the Qinling Mountains. He seems to be living a very carefree life.”

"It's tough working in the field, so keep a close eye on the bamboo and make sure it doesn't get damaged," Boss Zhou instructed in a rambling manner.

Luo Hao sighed inwardly.

The boss's care for him has now been transferred to the bamboo.

However, Zhu Zi is indeed living a carefree life in the Qinling Mountains; it's not something Luo Hao made up. Zhu Zi spends his days eating, drinking, and having fun, and in the past few months, he has brought three pregnant female giant pandas back to the base.

If this pace continues, the wild breeding program for giant pandas will need to be replaced with an adult male giant panda, since bamboo already has many offspring, and there's no point in having more.

In this respect, bamboo is nothing like a giant panda, which generally has little interest in reproducing.

It's more like Chen Yong.

I don't know if Chen Yong "infected" the bamboo.

Boss Zhou kept rambling on about bamboo, which far exceeded the level of concern. Luo Hao even felt for a few moments that the boss was making his final arrangements.

But Luo Hao quickly forgot about this ominous thought.

The boss is in his prime; he could easily live another thirty or forty years.

“Little Conch Shell.” Boss Zhou’s voice suddenly turned serious.

"Boss, please speak."

"This year there are research projects related to the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars." Boss Zhou paused for a moment after saying this.

“Boss, if things get tough this year, we’ll wait. My plan is to wait 1-3 years,” Luo Hao immediately picked up where his boss left off.

"Cut~~~"

Boss Zhou made a disdainful sound.

Luo Hao asked in a low voice, puzzled, "Boss, is there a problem?"

“The selection of outstanding young talents will definitely continue, but there will be a slight change.”

"Oh?"

"Remember the patient with congenital heart disease you operated on a few days ago?"

"Do you remember? He was discharged from the hospital." Luo Hao asked casually.

"Because of the high degree of AI automation in the unmanned hospital, the Department of Education is preparing to submit it for the Wu Wenjun Artificial Intelligence Science and Technology Award."

Luo Hao was taken aback.

This is one of the very few awards in China named after a person.

Academician Wu Wenjun has passed away, and Luo Hao had no connection with him. He never expected that he, a doctor, would have to participate in the selection for the Wu Wenjun Artificial Intelligence Science and Technology Award.

"It was Xiao Lu who strongly supported it. I even voiced some objections, but Xiao Lu said I was an old-fashioned person."

As Mr. Zhou spoke, he laughed, a self-deprecating laugh.

"Xiao Lu, are you a family member of the patient? I remember the patient's mother's surname is Lu."

"Yes." Boss Zhou did not shy away from the topic. "Xiao Lu has the authority to access the videos of surgeries performed in the unmanned hospital. She is very interested in the entire surgical process. The level of AI automation in the unmanned hospital is already extremely high."

Luo Hao remained silent.

"You should be able to win the Wu Wenjun Award. It was no surprise that you were nominated for the Outstanding Young Persons Award, and now you have the Wu Wenjun Award to go with it."

"Boss, shouldn't I be happy?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?" Boss Zhou scolded, "That's an outstanding young person!"

"Yes, yes, boss," Luo Hao said with a smile. "Outstanding Young Scientist, the stepping stone to becoming an academician."

"Let's take it one step at a time. I just wanted to let you know, that should be fine."

Luo Hao responded, thought for a moment, and finally told Boss Zhou about Chen Yong using the AI ​​robot to tell fortunes and what had just happened.

"Oh, is that so?" Boss Zhou wasn't surprised. "I understand."

"Boss? What do you know?" Luo Hao asked, somewhat surprised.

"I have encountered fewer than 10 patients with renal artery malformation caused by lumbar muscle strain."

I go!

Luo Hao was stunned.

Can lumbar muscle strain lead to renal artery malformation? Theoretically, it is indeed possible, but the probability is extremely small.

“I’ll keep an eye on Chen Yong’s affairs, so don’t interfere,” Boss Zhou said.

Luo Hao nodded. Although Boss Zhou couldn't see, he still did it subconsciously.

"That's settled then, I'm hanging up now. Get the application materials for the unmanned hospital's IT infrastructure sorted out as soon as possible. The Wu Wenjun Award will be decided in two weeks," Boss Zhou gave his final instructions.

"Okay, boss."

Luo Hao responded.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Hao felt that his mental energy seemed to be running low.

The main reason was the impact of the Wu Wenjun Award.

The old man's qualifications are astonishing; he was a genius among geniuses, and he also lived to a ripe old age, passing away at 98.

Luo Hao was surprised to find that he still had a chance to win the Wu Wenjun Award. After careful consideration, he realized that the unmanned hospital was indeed qualified to be selected, but by chance, it had appeared in the eyes of others earlier than expected.

With the momentum of the Wu Wenjun Award, I can participate in the selection of outstanding young scientists, and with the landing of national key scientific research projects, everything will fall into place naturally.

If someone is sabotaging them behind their backs, the bosses can naturally stand up and speak for themselves.

Things in China all follow a certain logic, and Luo Hao understands that.

After finishing his calculations, Luo Hao stood up and let out a long sigh.

Okay, it's settled then.

As the saying goes, a man is a boy until he dies.

The phone rang, and Luo Hao felt a throbbing headache.

Luo Hao picked up his phone and glanced at it; his expression quickly turned serious.

(End of this chapter)