Healing Doctor

Chapter 57 Unleashes the Silly Skill Again

"It's probably a problem with the instrument connection," Mr. Wu said, putting on the dressing without seeming concerned.

The anesthesiologist frowned, shook his head slightly, and kept his eyes fixed on the monitor.

The circulating nurse was clearly unhappy, but she still checked the wiring out of caution.

Could it be that the oxygen saturation clip wasn't being used properly? The circulating nurse tried two different fingers, but the oxygen saturation levels were still not ideal, so she clipped the clip onto her own finger.

Blood oxygen saturation 100%!

The anesthesiologist and Ji Xiang both narrowed their eyes slightly.

wrong!

Both of them realized something was wrong, especially Ji Xiang. Looking at the emergency case, he knew that the monitor alarm was definitely caused by an air embolism.

But Ji Xiang had no clue where the air embolism came from.

Ji Xiang held his breath and entered the system space.

"Teacher, something really has happened! What should we do?" Ji Xiang didn't stand on ceremony when he came in and went straight to ask the system NPC for help.

Although the flow of time in the system space is different from that outside, the oppressive feeling of the patient's post-operative complications made it impossible for Ji Xiang to remain calm.

Although he has reached Level 9 in a certain surgical technique, Ji Xiang is still a clinical novice.

Facing life and death,

In the face of air embolism,

He finds it difficult to remain calm and composed.

"Don't panic." The system NPC nodded and led Ji Xiang into the operating room.

The monitors in the operating room were alarming wildly, just like in a real-world operating room.

The system NPC seemed to straighten its back slightly, as if a sleeping beast was beginning to awaken.

Ji Xiang watched his retreating figure, feeling a slight shock in his heart.

Using his own skill—the gaze of the senior doctor—made Mo Chenggui and Professor Zhou feel as if they were obeying his orders.

However, the system NPC did not use any skills, yet he could already sense that oppressive aura.

It was an aura honed through countless years and countless rescues.

The moment he straightened up, Ji Xiang felt the air in the entire operating room freeze, and even the alarm on the monitor seemed to quiet down.

I subconsciously became cautious, listening carefully, afraid that I might miss a word and delay the rescue and treatment.

This is what a true senior physician looks like!

Ji Xiang felt a little envious, but he knew that he was almost infinitely far from being at the level of a system NPC.

Perhaps after several years of clinical experience, I can reach that level.

The system NPC was unaware of Ji Xiang's complex emotions. He picked up a stethoscope and began to listen to Ji Xiang's heart.

After listening for about ten seconds, he then carefully examined the patient.

The circulating nurses, scrub nurses, and anesthesiologists around him were all unusually vigilant. Ji Xiang felt that their ears were perked up. As long as the system NPC said a word, even if it was the moon in the sky, they would deliver it to the system NPC in the first instant.

team!

Combination!

Ji Xiang realized this.

That's probably what it means to increase cooperation by 100%.

Although the anesthesiologist, nurses and Ji Xiang in the system never communicated, it is clear that the system's designers modeled it based on the team to which the system's NPCs belonged.

Even though they were not alive, Ji Xiang felt a special atmosphere—solemnity.

Like warriors waiting to charge, their blades were gleaming, which made Ji Xiang even more serious and focused.

The patient's heart rate increased, blood oxygen saturation dropped rapidly to around 78%, and blood pressure also dropped to 72/52 mmHg.

Ji Xiang tried hard to recall what the teacher had said about air embolism during class.

Because this is an extremely serious complication, almost always resulting in death, the teacher didn't elaborate much. He himself was helpless when encountering similar patients, let alone the students in the class.

"Prepare for ultrasound." The system NPC suddenly said.

The nurse immediately went out and soon pushed the ultrasound machine from the operating room back in.

During this process, the system NPC begins to adjust the right nephrostomy tube.

Strangely enough, Ji Xiang didn't see the system NPC do anything, but when the nurse brought in the ultrasound machine, the blood pressure, heart rate, and blood oxygen saturation on the monitor had already started to stabilize.

Could it be magic?

Ji Xiang was somewhat surprised.

As a medical student, Ji Xiang believes in science and materialism.

However, when faced with a serious complication like air embolism, the system NPC seemed to do nothing, just fiddling with the right nephrostomy tube like a charlatan, and the simulated human's vital signs were stabilized.

This is incredible.

"Go get a tube of ophthalmic erythromycin ointment," the system NPC instructed.

ophthalmology?

Erythromycin?

Ji Xiang was stunned.

Without questioning at all, the nurse turned around and ran off to get the erythromycin ointment.

The system NPC did not immediately explain to Ji Xiang; instead, he began performing an ultrasound on the patient in the precordial region.

The probe was pressed very low, and the system NPC kept its eyes fixed on the ultrasound screen.

Ji Xiang couldn't understand it, so his attention was entirely focused on the system NPC and the monitor of the simulated human.

After retrieving the erythromycin ointment, the system NPC attached the ultrasound probe and squeezed the ointment to fill the area around the indwelling catheter in the kidney region.

It's the air coming in from outside, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

However... he had countless questions in his mind, but he didn't ask them for the time being. Instead, he carefully watched the actions of the system NPC.

After completing the treatment, the system NPC began monitoring the patient's vital signs with ultrasound.

After 12 minutes and 22 seconds, the simulated human's vital signs returned to normal.

In Ji Xiang's imagination, an air embolism should be a team that starts up like a giant machine, working non-stop, using countless pieces of equipment that he has never seen before to carry out the rescue.

In the end, they managed to save the patient through a very close call.

But the system NPC did nothing...

If I had to say what I did, it was a tube of erythromycin ointment.

This is no longer medicine, it's magic.

"Teacher, I don't know magic!" Ji Xiang lamented inwardly, glancing helplessly at the emergency mission issued by the system.

If a system NPC teaches you "magic", should you use it in real life?

Ji Xiang was caught in a dilemma.

"The rescue is complete." The system NPC wiped the coupling gel off the simulator's chest with a tissue, then hung up the ultrasound probe and turned to say to Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang scratched his head.

"This matter is actually not difficult, the problem lies in..." The system NPC began to explain to Ji Xiang in detail the purpose of each step he had just taken.

Ask questions when you don't understand, and Ji Xiang voiced his doubts. The system NPC provided detailed answers to every part he didn't understand.

Ji Xiang nodded repeatedly, the entire rescue process becoming clearer and clearer.

So that's how it is!

……

……

Mr. Wu didn't take it seriously at first, but a dozen seconds later, he saw the patient's vital signs continue to decline after the anesthesiologist and the circulating nurse adjusted the connection of the electrocardiogram monitor, and he was stunned.

The patient's blood oxygen saturation had plummeted to 76%, while at the same time his heart rate increased and his blood pressure decreased.

Everything indicated that there was a problem with the surgery, and the patient's body was undergoing a stress response.

But Mr. Wu didn't know where the problem was.

"Lie flat, give pure oxygen!" The anesthesiologist was the first to react and shouted.

His assistant followed suit, changing the patient's position and increasing the oxygen concentration from the ventilator to 100%.

"Mr. Wu!" The anesthesiologist's voice rose 32 decibels, echoing faintly in the operating room.

"Huh?" Mr. Wu was a little confused.

"What do we do next?"

Mr. Wu then realized what was happening.

The urology department rarely encounters similar situations. After all, he is the chief resident; even if he hasn't eaten pork, he has seen pigs run.

Forcibly calming himself, Mr. Wu began to oversee the rescue.

"Norepinephrine 0.2mg intravenously!"

"Dexamethasone 20mg intravenously!"

Mr. Wu was somewhat flustered, but still gave the doctor's orders.

The circulating nurse immediately broke open the ampoule with her hand, drew up the medication, and injected it.

The leisurely chatter from before was completely gone; she worked quickly, cleanly, and meticulously.

"Mr. Wu, let's take a look..." Ji Xiang suddenly said.

Mr. Wu gave Ji Xiang a disgusted look.

In the emergency room, does he, as a resident trainee, have a say?

If even they don't understand something, resident trainees can only make things worse!

I really want to kick this irresponsible and clueless resident out of the operating room.

"Call the second-tier leaders!"

"Methylprednisolone sodium succinate 40mg, epinephrine 0.01mg IV!"

"Adrenaline pump!"

"Mr. Wu, how fast should we go?" the nurse asked.

0.05 μg/kg·min.

Although Mr. Wu had never seen an air embolism before, he still had basic skills and immediately realized it and took emergency measures.

Ji Xiang sighed.

I'm just a resident physician, so it's normal for the head of the ward not to listen to me.

The worst and most outrageous thing would be if General Manager Wu listened to him completely.

There was no other way but to use that stupid skill.

Ji Xiang's reason for not using the "superior doctor's gaze" skill was not because it would consume a surgical point.

His reason for not wanting to use it was that it would be strange and awkward for a resident trainee to act like an old professor.

But this is an emergency, and there's no time to lose.

Click to charge.

Ji Xiang heard the click of a bullet being chambered in his mind.

[The Gaze of a Senior Physician] - Begin!

He walked over to the patient's side.

"What are you doing!" Mr. Wu roared.

Ji Xiang turned his head and stared at General Manager Wu.

(End of this chapter)