Healing Doctor

Chapter 459 Sneaking Out for a Drink

My palms were sweaty.

"Me too, my legs are still shaking."

"I...bumped my head."

It was only then that the guests in the comment section noticed that someone had just tripped and fallen.

The bald host looked apologetically at the female guest, "Xiaomei, are you alright? Should we go to the hospital?"

"No need." The female guest covered her head with her hands, looking disheveled and aggrieved. "I just saw Dr. Ji Xiang stab someone's neck with a pen tube, and I thought he had killed someone..."

The bald host didn't say anything, but he thought so too, and I guess everyone in the commentary room thought so as well.

It's normal for the female guest to be startled; that scene was simply unbelievable.

"Mr. Shen, would you like to say a few words?" Seeing that the female guest was alright, the bald host once again began to defuse the "incident" in the commentary room.

The show had so many mishaps that even a top-notch host with lightning-fast reflexes like him was overwhelmed.

Professor Shen was silent for a few seconds, then sighed, "The emergency resuscitation we just performed was a last resort. If it had been any later, and the ambulance had arrived, the patient might have suffered some degree of brain death."

He understood Ji Xiang's intentions, and regardless of whether there would be trouble in the future, Professor Shen was willing to say a few good words for Ji Xiang.

The patient was given immediate relief by inserting a pen stick into the main airway, but there were still concerns about potential secondary infections.

If someone is a normal person and reasonable, they certainly wouldn't nitpick.

But what if?

Therefore, Professor Shen left a foreshadowing to avoid any problems. Although he knew it might not work, Ji Xiang's actions just now had already won Professor Shen's immense favor.

"Brain death?"

"A vegetable?"

"That's terrifying."

The guests all spoke, their faces showing lingering fear.

"I encountered a case where the patient was a young woman with a stab wound to the chest," Professor Shen began, presenting the facts and reasoning. "When she arrived at the hospital, she had already suffered respiratory and circulatory arrest; in other words, she was already dead."

"At that time, our doctors performed an emergency open-chest surgery, inserted their hands between the ribs, and performed chest compressions."

"The person was resuscitated, but the respiratory and circulatory arrest lasted for a long time, resulting in brain death and a vegetative state. Later, the patient's family refused further resuscitation efforts, and then..."

"Ugh."

The bald host sighed.

"Dr. Ji Xiang's procedure just now, although it had some risks, was necessary. Is that a fair understanding, Professor Shen?" The bald host brought the topic back.

His logical thinking is extremely clear; he truly deserves to be called a top-notch host.

"Yes," Professor Shen said. "I didn't examine the patient myself, but judging from the situation, I estimate that the patient has laryngeal edema. What does that mean? It means that someone is choking the patient, making it impossible for them to breathe."

"The usual procedure in this situation is a tracheotomy, but it happened suddenly in a commercial street, and we didn't know when the ambulance would arrive. If it were me, I wouldn't know what to do."

"Looking back on Dr. Ji Xiang's approach, it was probably the only feasible one. However, it must be said that Dr. Ji Xiang made a quick and decisive decision. If it were someone else, regardless of whether they could do it or not, just a moment's hesitation would have resulted in the loss of the patient."

"Teacher Shen, won't doing this cause the patient to get infected?" the bald host asked.

"Weighing the risks of infection and immediate death, I still think this is the better approach," Professor Shen said. "For infection, antibiotics can be used, and if all goes well, the condition will be mild."

The bald-headed host remarked, "What a coincidence, Director Yang and Ji Xiang are both here."

"This is the closest commercial street to the First Affiliated Hospital, making it convenient for them to come out for a meal," one of the guests said.

"Teacher Shen, what illness do you think the patient has?" The bald host glanced at the screen; the film crew was still running around. He continued to ask.

"I don't know," Professor Shen replied. "It could be an allergy, or it could be... We need to go to the hospital for a thorough examination."

The bald host smiled. Doctors are reluctant to make definitive statements, not because they're afraid of being proven wrong, but because they're afraid of not being able to explain a patient's sudden death.

This has become a habit, deeply ingrained in my bones.

A few days ago, I wouldn't have understood.

But I just witnessed a patient vomiting one second and then collapsing to the ground, near death, spewing red foam from his mouth.

Anyone would be startled and would understand the doctor's actions to some extent.

In the review room, everyone chatted idly.

A few minutes later, the camera crew arrived at the emergency department of the First Affiliated Hospital.

Doctors and nurses were running around outside the emergency room, busy with their work.

The cameraman glanced at the camera and was chased away by Ji Xiang, but that one glance was enough.

The patient was put on a ventilator, and the ECG readings were stable, clearly indicating that the most difficult moment had passed.

"The rescue was successful," Professor Shen said, seeing that the patient's vital signs were stable.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The rescue was successful, which is a joyous occasion.

In front of the camera lens, Director Fan was communicating with Ji Xiang, Director Yang, and emergency room doctors, but no one was interviewed.

Even though Ji Xiang is fine now, he still doesn't want to face the camera.

A few minutes later, doctors from other departments arrived one after another.

Director Fan was not giving up. After the patient was taken away, one of the doctors was cursing and swearing, which made him even more puzzled.

Didn't they say the rescue was successful? Why are they still cursing and swearing?

Besides, to start cursing at someone just because you've seen a patient? That's ridiculous.

After Director Fan and Director Yang and Ji Xiang left, Director Fan approached a nurse and asked, "Nurse, what was the patient's condition just now?"

The nurse glanced cautiously at the camera.

Director Fan introduced himself and said with a smile, "We need to edit it all. If you don't agree, it won't air."

"Nothing's wrong." The nurse, having been fooled by Director Fan, sighed. "The patient is an inpatient with an abscess in his hand, which needed incision and drainage. He got bored in the hospital and secretly went out for drinks."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The film crew on the front lines and the guests in the commentary room were all dumbfounded.

So that's what happened. No wonder the doctor was cursing.

"During hospitalization, he received intravenous cephalosporin antibiotics. After drinking alcohol, he developed a disulfiram reaction, resulting in edema and respiratory and circulatory arrest."

"Was the resuscitation successful?"

"It's a temporary success; she's been transferred to the intensive care unit." The young nurse was still quite cautious. She glanced at the camera and said, "Director, I must see the final cut. I'm afraid I'll say something wrong and get scolded by our director."

"Don't worry." Director Fan continued to fool the naive young girl, just like a scumbag.

"How long do you estimate it will take to recover?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to be transferred out in 1-2 days. It's a disulfiram reaction; once he's treated, he can leave. But speaking of which, that was really dangerous just now. Was that tall young man Dr. Ji Xiang from your film?"

(End of this chapter)