Healing Doctor

Chapter 461 Recommendation

"Xiao Ji, the disulfiram reaction is really severe. I didn't even know what disulfiram was when I first started working. I was taking a lot of medicine and drinking alcohol back then," Zhao Zhe started gossiping. "At first, I thought it was because some medicines were made with inferior ingredients and weren't pure enough, causing allergic reactions."

"Tch, you call yourself a college student?" Lu Gang said disdainfully.

"My university tuition was already high back then, so my degree wasn't as valuable as Director Lu's," Zhao Zhe said, adding a touch of flattery.

Ji Xiang genuinely couldn't understand why Zhao Zhe was being so cautious. Lu Gang was the kind of person with no ill intentions, and Zhao Zhe didn't offend him at all, not even revealing the slightest flaw.

"I was in the second cohort of university students to pay tuition, which was 2000 yuan a year back in 1995!" Zhao Zhe made an exaggerated gesture. "Our affiliated hospital was on the verge of closing down; the buildings were still from the Japanese occupation era. But the year we graduated, two 20-plus-story internal medicine and surgical buildings were already in use."

"We are the biggest victims, and we can't compare to Director Lu, who was a chosen one back then."

Zhao Zhe was telling the truth, but his honesty made Lu Gang feel embarrassed, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Back then, almost no one knew about disulfiram reactions. I even saw a director at a dinner party who didn't believe it and took two cefixime pills on the spot."

"Brave! And then what happened?" Zhao Zhe praised.

"Disulfiram reactions vary from person to person. That director was fine after taking it, but he spouted nonsense saying it was all fake. I can't be bothered with them; they're uncultured," Lu Gang said.

Ji Xiang laughed; Lu Gang just had that kind of defiant and confrontational temperament.

"It's all a matter of probability. Cephalosporin tablets and alcohol are low-probability events, cefoperazone injections and alcohol are medium-probability events, and metronidazole and alcohol are low-to-medium probability events," Lu Gang continued. "But I'm just so angry. Why do those people have such good luck?"

"Teacher Lu, let's not do this. As doctors, we should always prioritize harmony." Zhao Zhe said with a smile, "I remember back in 2018, there was a female live streamer in Hecheng who drank alcohol and took medication before going live. During the live stream, she suddenly couldn't move and had difficulty breathing. Fortunately, it was a live stream, and her fans immediately called the police. An ambulance came to her home and took her away, and in the end, she was fine."

"Really?" Lu Gang asked.

"October 25th, 2018," Zhao Zhe said with an embarrassed smile. "I'm a fan of that streamer; I've been following him."

"You're still the number one on the leaderboard?" Lu Gang asked in surprise, looking Zhao Zhe up and down several times as if he had just met him.

"Director Lu, you even know this?"

"I don't know anything," Lu Gang said dismissively, curling his lip.

"I don't tip. That female streamer is quite refined. I listened to her live stream while looking for research papers at home, which was quite heartwarming," Zhao Zhe chuckled.

Ji Xiang never expected Zhao Zhe to have this quirk.

"I was the one who called that day. I sensed something was wrong and suspected a disulfiram reaction. The host said it was myocarditis, so I figured it was, and I didn't call him out on it. I didn't have many fans to begin with, and I don't give them any tips. If you're not going to spend money, don't talk nonsense, right?"

"Dr. Zhao, you... hahaha." Lu Gang burst into laughter, seemingly remembering something.

Ji Xiang waved to the waiter to arrange for laundry.

There's a line in the TV series "The Grand Mansion Gate"—"If you drink tobacco with alcohol, you'll lose your life instantly." I think it's very similar to the disulfiram reaction.

"It's nothing!" Lu Gang retorted. "Disulfiram is already a hangover cure; antibiotic reactions to disulfiram are..."

Lu Gang began to speak eloquently about the biochemical principles and clinical applications of the disulfiram reaction.

Zhao Zhe felt that he was even more talkative than himself.

He looked at Ji Xiang curiously, and before Lu Gang could finish speaking, he asked, "Ji, what did you do? You just grabbed any knife and gave it to the patient..."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhe made a throat-slitting gesture.

"It's not that rough," Ji Xiang said. "I found a pen, broke it in half, and used the sharp part of the barrel to insert it. It worked well; I recommend it."

"..."

"..."

What the hell is there to recommend?

Zhao Zhe knew that if he encountered a similar patient, he would have lost all of Ji Xiang's enthusiasm.

I can handle it myself and provide assistance, but only for non-destructive procedures.

At most, you can perform chest compressions, but you must be careful not to break the patient's ribs or sternum.

Zhao Zhe dared not do any more.

Even if he knew that cutting open the patient's main airway with a knife, even a kitchen knife, could relieve the symptoms, he might hold on until the ambulance arrived.

But that's just a possibility. If we're not absolutely certain... he's too old now, he's long lost Ji Xiang's sharp edge, so who would he recommend him to?

Zhao Zhe stole a glance at Ji Xiang, and that vibrant energy made him feel a little dazed.

"Xiao Ji, I don't think your research should be focused on emergency medicine," Lu Gang said. "Disulfiram-based anticancer drugs are one direction."

"!!!"

Zhao Zhezhen doubted that he had heard correctly.

"An American oncologist had a patient with late-stage cancer who started drinking heavily, so her treatment focused on quitting alcohol. It was around the 70s, and after that, the cancer was cured."

"Really!" Zhao Zhe was utterly shocked.

"It's true." Ji Xiang paused slightly before speaking calmly. "On December 7, 2017, the international academic journal Nature published online the latest findings of Jiri Bartek and others, cancer biologists from the Danish Cancer Society Research Center—this collaborative team from Denmark, the Czech Republic, and the United States confirmed for the first time the anti-cancer effects of dithiorans."

"They've published in top-tier journals," Ji Xiang said with a smile.

"Could you conduct further research?" Lu Gang's attempt to show off his knowledge was interrupted by Ji Xiang, leaving him speechless.

Ji Xiang only learned about the relevant knowledge after being guided by the system NPC and reading it in the system's operating room. He learned it on the spot.

"I'm going back to change my clothes," Ji Xiang said as he stood up as the waiter approached.

"Xiao Ji, yesterday's show was a huge hit!" Zhao Zhe exclaimed. "The doctor from my hometown called to say I was on TV!"

"There will be opportunities; yesterday I just showed my face," Ji Xiang said with a smile as he left.

As for what he might do, Ji Xiang didn't elaborate.

"He's such a show-off. If given the chance, he could pull off an amazing act. Back in our school days, he'd be called a show-off, and he'd get struck by lightning sooner or later!" Lu Gang commented, watching Ji Xiang's retreating figure.

Zhao Zhe smiled without saying a word; he was well aware of the confrontation between Ji Xiang and Lu Gang that had just taken place.

That was a power struggle between senior doctors, and had nothing to do with him, Zhao Zhe knew this.

As a senior doctor, Zhao Zhe only needed to do whatever Ji Xiang asked him to do quickly and efficiently. As for anything else, he didn't think much about it.

(End of this chapter)