White armor

Chapter 742 Bringing DS to the doctor

Luo Hao has been exchanging information between the community hospital and the capital city.

This remote surgery seemed to open a new chapter, yet it also seemed to have accomplished nothing. After all, it was just a "minor" surgery, and the surgery itself wasn't anything special.

As for whether the deeper things are useful or not, Luo Hao didn't know.

He simply observed the postoperative patients quietly through the video equipment.

The patient regained consciousness after anesthesia and was able to speak clearly two hours later. A follow-up CT scan showed no pneumothorax, so Luo Hao sent the patient home.

Luo Hao may be a bit of a scoundrel, but it depends on the situation.

Regarding his evaluation of unmanned hospitals, Luo Hao is still willing to take some risks.

It had nothing to do with the awards; Luo Hao simply wanted to plant a seed in the minds of the experts. Whether or not it could change their perceptions was irrelevant; the seed would eventually take root and sprout someday.

Wearable devices can now monitor blood oxygen saturation. After giving the patient a long explanation, Mr. Zhou finally sent him home.

It's clear that Boss Zhou is a little bit more nervous than Luo Hao.

It was over. Luo Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair to calm himself down.

"Luo Hao, it's just a minor surgery, why are you so nervous?" Chen Yong asked jokingly.

"Sigh, you know that." Luo Hao knew Chen Yong definitely understood and was just trying to ease the tension, so Luo Hao didn't bother to say anything.

"Director Feng and Dean Zhuang both called you, saying they had something to discuss." Chen Yong handed the phone to Luo Hao.

To avoid being disturbed, Luo Hao handed his phone to Chen Yong.

Are they looking for me?

Luo Hao thought for a moment and then called Zhuang Yongqiang.

"Dean Zhuang, I'm sorry, this unmanned hospital is conducting a joint surgery with the capital city, and I don't have my phone with me."

"The provincial medical examination has been arranged. It will be in three days. Is everything alright for you?"

“No problem,” Luo Hao said. “No problem with the regular tests. If there are any issues with the physical examination, just come to our headquarters.”

"Xiao Luo, this is a big deal, you need to take it seriously," Zhuang Yongqiang earnestly instructed.

Zhuang Yongqiang took responsibility for this matter, but his main purpose was to "show off" the First Affiliated Hospital of China Medical University's progress in new technologies in front of the leadership.

However, everything has its pros and cons. AI-powered unmanned hospitals are not yet mature, and Zhuang Yongqiang is not confident. He is afraid that if he tries to show his face, he will end up exposing his own shortcomings.

"Don't worry, sir!"

Zhuang Yongqiang didn't say much and hung up the phone directly.

Luo Hao replied to Feng Zixuan, also about the community hospital providing physical examinations for provincial and municipal leaders.

Luo Hao spoke casually with Feng Zixuan, explaining the process of the physical examination at the unmanned hospital in Pangkezhuang. He said it had already been running and they felt relatively reassured.

After arranging the next steps, Luo Hao and Chen Yong returned to the hospital.

"Professor Luo, Director Shen said you should go to his office when you get back."

After entering the room, Meng Liangren reported to Luo Hao.

Shen Zizai is back?

Luo Hao did a quick mental calculation and chuckled to himself. He'd been so busy with the unmanned hospital project lately that he'd forgotten Shen Zizai's vacation was over.

Shen Yifei has finished his college entrance exam; I wonder how he did.

After changing his clothes, Luo Hao arrived at Shen Zizai's office and knocked on the door.

The door was ajar, and there was someone inside, but Luo Hao still knocked politely.

"Enter."

Shen Zizai's voice was low, as if he had encountered some problem.

"Director, I'm back." Luo Hao reported in a low voice after entering the room, carefully observing the people who were seeing patients.

He was around 40 years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and looked quite ordinary. He was chatting with Shen Zizai.

"Director, then I won't disturb you any longer." Seeing Luo Hao enter, the man wisely stood up to thank him and repeatedly praised Shen Zizai's superb medical skills.

This was just ordinary politeness, even sounding somewhat insincere, which is very common in hospitals, but Luo Hao felt that something was off about it.

After everyone left, Shen Zizai sat down in a chair listlessly, his face long and mournful, remaining silent for a long time.

Luo Hao knew that Shen Zizai wasn't playing office politics with him or ignoring him, but he was still curious about what had just happened.

"Director, who is that person?"

“A patient’s family member,” Shen Zizai sighed. “He came in and opened DeepSeek.”

"..." Luo Hao was speechless.

“He has to refer to Deepseek for every question he asks, from diagnosis to treatment.” Shen Zizai sighed deeply, slumped into the chair, feeling as if all the bones in his body had been removed.

"Then I think he admires you a lot," Luo Hao asked.

“Every word I say is just like Deepseek, how can I not admire it!” Shen Zizai grumbled. “If you’re so capable, why don’t you use Deepseek to treat all your illnesses? What are you doing at the hospital?”

"Hey, Director, don't be angry. This is a new situation in this new era," Luo Hao said, sitting down. "Next time you encounter a similar situation, you can show off a bit."

"Find Xiao Meng?" Shen Zizai had already thought of "Xiao Meng".

"Yes, why don't you look for it?"

“I wanted to give it a try too.” Shen Zizai grinned. “I wanted to see how my years of clinical experience compared to Deepseek. Turns out, it was a 50/50 split.”

Shen Zizai cursed again, but his smugness was hard to hide. Even someone as unassuming as Shen Zizai had a competitive spirit to some extent.

“There will definitely be unexpected troubles with AI-assisted medical care in the future; this is just the beginning,” Luo Hao said.

"Oh?" Shen Zizai looked at Luo Hao with interest. "Little Luo, tell me, what kind of trouble might there be?"

“Deepseek cannot resolve doctor-patient disputes. I’m not talking about errors in treatment or diagnosis. Medicine is, after all, an imperfect science. There are still many things we can’t solve. What if problems arise?”

"Conflicts are inevitable. If a patient dies after being treated with Deepseek, it's not like they're going to Lin'an to put up banners and demand an explanation from Liang Wenfeng."

Shen Zizai laughed heartily.

indeed.

Luo Hao hit the nail on the head.

A doctor's primary responsibility is to treat illnesses and save lives, but they also have other "functions," such as taking on the role of a doormat, never retaliating when hit or insulted, thus contributing to a more stable society.

As life gets better, conflicts also accumulate.

Having a pressure relief valve is good; in the medical field, it's just a small pressure relief valve, which is another social function of hospitals and doctors.

As for the doctors and nurses below the pressure relief valve, no one paid them any attention.

Deepseek could never take on this role in his lifetime.

It can indeed search and analyze information from the entire internet, but even if it can search all publicly available information, it cannot guarantee that it will cure patients.

What can be done if the patient's family is dissatisfied? They really can't go to Deepseek's headquarters in Lin'an to demand an explanation from Liang Wenfeng.

"Director, don't overthink it. When you go out for outpatient visits in the future, you can bring Xiao Meng with you. If you encounter a similar situation again, just let AI deal with AI. I guarantee the patient will be completely convinced," Luo Hao said with a smile.

"Hey, I think so too."

"I'll add some features to Xiao Meng."

"For example," Shen Zizai said, showing particular interest.

"For example, we can see which version of DeepSeek the patient is using, and then connect to that version. All the information we provide is exactly the same as what the patient sees on DeepSeek, ensuring that not a single word is wrong."

Shen Zizai was stunned, then burst into loud laughter.

Let alone DeepSeek, the backend of Luo Hao's unmanned hospital swallowed billions of medical records and various difficult and complicated cases from the century-old medical record database of Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

Even so, Luo Hao didn't dare let the AI ​​diagnose on its own; someone had to be on duty to prevent the AI ​​from making mistakes in diagnosis.

From this perspective, Luo is indeed a bit of a scoundrel; at least so far, the AI ​​system behind him hasn't misdiagnosed or mistreated anyone.

"Xiao Luo, let's not talk about that. My son has finished his exams. Guess how many points he got?"

"710?"

Shen Zizai paused for a moment, then took out his phone and opened DeepSeek to ask questions.

"director?"

"How did AI know that? Xiao Luo, has AI become intelligent by accessing all kinds of information?"

"I just guessed randomly." Luo Hao smiled wryly. Shen Zizai was in a bad state, probably due to recent tension and anxiety.

The college entrance examination for their child is indeed one of the most significant events in the lives of parents who are pushing their children to excel.

"Yifei said the estimated score is around 700. Xiao Luo, you know so much detail!" Shen Zizai's eyes gleamed with a sly light.

Luo Hao was a little wary. He opened the AI-assisted diagnostic tool and took a look. Seeing that Shen Zizai was alright, he was relieved.

Shen Zizai started working in interventional medicine when he was young, received treatment early on, and had children late in life. He made great sacrifices for his future and medical career.

Shen Zizai almost had a child late in life before Shen Yifei was born, which shows how important Shen Yifei is to Shen Zizai.

700 points!
He was already a contender for the provincial top scorer; I never expected Shen Yifei to be so promising.

Luo Hao was also somewhat happy.

"Yifei said he wants to go to the training camp with you." Shen Zizai said somewhat embarrassedly.

"It's alright, I'll take Yifei with me." Luo Hao laughed. "Director, Yifei is just curious. Actually, it would be nice to have Yifei and Xiao Meng have a match. In terms of skill level, Xiao Meng is even a bit stronger than a national champion."

"..." Shen Zizai did not expect Luo Hao to come up with such a shameless way.

But when he thought about patients bringing DeepSeek to see a doctor, and about the vast amount of data in the database behind "Xiao Meng," Shen Zizai felt somewhat lost.

"Director, are you thinking about what Yifei should study in the future?" Luo Hao asked.

“Yes,” Shen Zizai replied absentmindedly.

“Of course we should study medicine. You’re the first generation, and Yifei is the second. It would be ridiculous to abandon the path we’ve already come so far to study something else.” Luo Hao said confidently. “We don’t have any powerful families or clans in Northeast China, but the South does. They’ve been doing it this way for thousands of years, so we should just follow suit.”

"real or fake."

"Do you think ancient emperors didn't want to get rid of these powerful clans? Forget about that. Go to Peking Union Medical College. If you can get in, I'll take Yifei as my student after he finishes his postgraduate studies."

"!!!"

Shen Zizai was waiting for Luo Hao to say those words, but he didn't expect that Luo Hao, who was always so petty, would be so generous this time.

"Although medicine also faces challenges from AI, it's still better, because we have you and me. Even if AI can replace doctors, I will definitely be the one who creates the AI," Luo Hao said.

The words were spoken by Luo Hao...

Shen Zizai felt his eyes getting a little wet, and he almost suggested that Shen Yifei should find a godfather.

"The world will be different from now on, completely different from the First Industrial Revolution," Luo Hao said earnestly. "I don't know what the future will be like, but I'm already seeing some clues." "What clues?"

"Unmanned factories and lights-out factories have reached a breakthrough point and will soon be rolled out across the board. If it weren't for concerns about unemployment, all factories would have been lights-out long ago. Our hospital is similar; the efficiency of unmanned hospitals is no worse than, and even better than, the emergency department at my Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

Shen Zizai remained silent.

"Fortunately, we are a collectivist society; our minimum standard depends on the collective. Although progress is slow, you can feel it."

"Yes, when I was young, we couldn't even get a bite of green vegetables in winter. The 'vegetable basket project' seemed like a joke back then, but who knew that decades later it would become a reality."

"As for the upper limit, it depends on the individual." Luo Hao smiled. "There's no need to worry too much. Studying medicine will raise Yifei's upper limit. Actually, everything is about the same."

How can those be the same?

Shen Zizai made many mistakes in his youth, relying on luck to get to where he is now. Looking back, if his elders had given him some guidance back then, he would have avoided many detours, and he would probably be qualified to compete for the position of vice dean by now.

“We’re collectivists, it’s different. In AI’s unmanned factories, the significance of humans has diminished. I heard from Ma Zhuang that people in North and South America are practically selling blood. Not just blood, but parts and other things have long been mass-produced and industrialized. Er Mao, isn’t there a war going on over there? Surrogacy has become the third largest industry in the country’s GDP, it’s really outrageous.”

As he spoke, Luo Hao's expression suddenly became mysterious.

"What are you going to say?" Shen Zizai asked warily.

"The brothels on the other side of the page offer monthly packages with unlimited visits. In RMB terms, if you're a heavy-duty guy, one visit would cost around 100 yuan."

"..." Shen Zizai never expected that Luo Hao would drive with him.

Luo Hao, who is usually serious, drives really fast.

"Really?" Shen Zizai asked in surprise.

"Seriously, people are pretty much useless, or at least most people are. I strongly advise against studying medicine. And don't even think about going abroad; there are already policies in the south that say people who have studied abroad can't take civil service exams."

Shen Zizai hadn't actually noticed this kind of news.

“If you study for your doctorate at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and you are capable enough, I will help you get a research group. If you don’t want to make your own way, you can live a worry-free life in my medical group.”

Shen Zizai really wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Luo Hao.

Since he met Luo Hao, this young man had always spoken like a cunning old fox who had encountered countless major medical disputes, never giving a definite answer.

Who knew that Luo Hao would speak so meticulously about the topic of children?

"If I reach my limit, I can go with Xiao Zhuang."

"!!!"

"But..."

Seeing that Luo Hao had finally brought up the turning point, Shen Zizai's heart also jumped.

"But what about Xiao Luo!" Shen Zizai asked nervously, "Is there a problem with this year's Outstanding Young Scientists award?"

"No, it's about getting the Wu Wenjun Artificial Intelligence Science Award before being recognized as a National Outstanding Young Scientist."

what?
Shen Zizai had no idea that this award existed.

Who is Wu Wenjun? How can an award be named after him? He's probably a senior researcher who has dedicated his life to AI.

"To put it simply, the Turing Award and the Super AI Leader Award are the biggest international awards related to AI."

"We... oh, oh, oh, unmanned hospitals belong to AI." Shen Zizai immediately realized.

I never imagined that people in the medical field could be connected with such high-end technology.

Shen Zizai glanced at the Deepseek interface on his phone, feeling somewhat lost. However, his confusion was quickly overshadowed by joy. He pulled Luo Hao aside and asked him all sorts of questions, wanting to find a good future for his son.

After explaining it to Shen Zizai, Luo Hao saw that Shen Zizai was still a little worried, so he comforted him, "Director, I think it's a good thing that AI is going online."

"What do you mean? A hospital without doctors? Are all the doctors laid off?" Shen Zizai asked with a self-deprecating tone.

His biggest worry was that Shen Yifei would not have a job after completing his studies.

"A top-3 hospital in the south has recently fallen from grace. Do you know why?" Luo Hao suddenly asked a very sensitive question.

"Huh?" Shen Ziyi was taken aback. "I know, they're just messing around."

"Yeah, they're just messing around. The day before yesterday, someone in the group said that a patient was found to have a hemangioma in his liver during a physical exam. According to our treatment plan, the patient should come to the interventional radiology department for a consultation to determine whether the patient needs surgery and other follow-up issues."

Hepatic hemangiomas are now handled by the interventional radiology department. The surgery is minor and minimally invasive, and the postoperative treatment results are satisfactory.

In the past, surgery would have been required.

"They said it was malignant, so they removed the patient's gallbladder and left a portal vein chemotherapy pump inside."

"Damn it!" Shen Zizai cursed, "Wasn't a pathological examination done during the surgery?"

"The procedure was performed, but no cancer cells were found. The patient's family refused to have their liver removed, so they removed the gallbladder and implanted a portal vein chemotherapy pump."

Shen Zizai sighed.

Distinguishing between hepatic hemangioma and liver cancer is extremely difficult in a small number of cases, but interventional surgery can be used for diagnostic treatment!

This also involves the rejection of interventional radiology by hepatobiliary surgeons.

But that was an academic dispute, and it had nothing to do with implanting portal vein chemotherapy pumps in patients with liver hemangiomas.

This is a classic example of being ruthless and cruel.

"This is the age of AI. When the patient's family goes home and checks, they find problems and then sue the hospital. This is a level 9 disability, and it's not over yet. I hope it will severely damage the hospital."

"..." Shen Zizai's butt was sitting a little crooked, unlike Luo Hao's pure posture.

“With AI, doctors will indeed face new challenges in treating patients, but isn’t it also a form of supervision?” Luo Hao laughed. “I once overheard an old cadre talking to his secretary at the Marshal’s Mansion, saying that they needed someone to supervise them.”

Shen Zizai also laughed, though it was not necessarily true who was the villain.

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

A woman's smoky voice came from Luo Hao's phone.

"Director Fang, what's wrong?" Luo Hao answered the phone.

……

……

Fang Xiao arrived at the hospital early in the morning.

He turned on "Xiao Meng" first, but Fang Xiao felt that something was off about "Xiao Meng" lately, as if he had become a little more clever.

Or has there been a change in her temperament?
"Xiao Meng, have you updated your system recently?" Fang Xiao asked casually while changing clothes.

"It's been updated," "Xiao Meng" answered truthfully.

"Oh? What's being updated?"

"I can't say, we signed a confidentiality agreement."

Fang Xiao sighed. "Confidentiality agreements all the time? What's all this nonsense?"

Forget it.

"Director, there's a patient!"

The nurse called out from the corridor.

Fang Xiao, dressed in white, walked out of the office and saw an elderly man in his sixties sitting in a wheelchair.

"Xiao Meng, go ask about the patient's medical history." Fang Xiao was also being lazy; having an AI robot saved her a lot of talking.

Six days ago, the patient developed abdominal pain without any apparent cause. The pain was described as persistent distending pain around the navel and in the upper abdomen. The patient visited a local hospital and an abdominal CT scan suggested acute appendicitis. A laparoscopic appendectomy was planned.

However, the patient had undergone laparoscopic repair of a right inguinal hernia at a lower-level hospital more than 30 days prior due to a right inguinal hernia.

Because of the patient's previous surgical history, the family refused surgery and opted for conservative treatment of the appendicitis.

The patient's fever improved after using antibiotics, but it kept recurring.

Therefore, they came to Changnan City for further treatment.

Fang Xiao has seen many similar patients; municipal hospitals often clean up the messes left by lower-level county and township hospitals.

After "Xiao Meng" finished asking about the patient's medical history, Fang Xiao didn't pay much attention and called the on-duty doctor to take over the patient.

But Fang Xiao noticed that "Xiao Meng" seemed to have something to say.

In the past, "Xiao Meng" wouldn't cause trouble. If the patient's diagnosis was fine, he would just do a CT scan and wait for surgery.

Fang Xiao saw the on-duty doctor push the patient into the ward, and then returned to her office.

"Xiao Meng, is there anything you want to say?" Fang Xiao asked directly as she entered the room.

"Director, it's nothing."

Fang Xiao frowned. "Xiao Meng" is starting to resemble Professor Luo more and more, and is even starting to sound like a dog.

"I think you wanted to say something."

"Regarding some predictions, I suggest you contact Professor Luo. It would be best if the patient could be transferred to the provincial capital," "Xiao Meng" offered her advice.

"???"

Fang Xiao was taken aback.

But he did not doubt "Xiao Meng's" diagnosis. Countless experiences had already given Fang Xiao a good idea of ​​what was going on. "Xiao Meng" was backed by a huge database, which was incomparable to his own meager clinical experience.

“Okay, I’ll talk to the patient’s family.” Fang Xiao agreed without asking any questions.

He told the on-duty doctor not to admit the patient yet, and then called the patient's family into the office to start explaining the illness.

However, the patient's family clearly did not have the financial means to support the treatment, leaving Fang Xiao feeling helpless. She kept looking at "Xiao Meng," hoping it would give her some advice.

But "Xiao Meng" showed no expression at all; he just stood there listening quietly.

Fang Xiao felt it was a bit tricky, but she didn't panic, after all, Professor Luo was still there.

Besides, it's been a month since the hernia surgery, it should be healed by now. Even if it's risky, I'd be willing to have my appendix removed.

After understanding the situation, Fang Xiao gave up the idea of ​​sending the patient to the provincial capital, as his family's finances simply couldn't keep up.

After being admitted to the hospital, Fang Xiao looked at "Xiao Meng" and asked, "Xiao Meng, what do you suspect is the situation?"

"No, what I mean is why you asked me to transfer the patient to the provincial capital. The condition seems a bit complicated, but not that complicated."

"Director, the patient has recurrent fever; the situation may be more complicated than we thought."

"For example?"

“I suspect the patient has a periappendiceal abscess, and I cannot rule out other pathophysiological changes.”

As he spoke, "Xiao Meng" paused for a moment, displaying a very human touch.

"The patient is too troublesome; let's send him to the provincial capital."

(End of this chapter)