Healing Doctor

Chapter 713 The Strange Three Hands

"There's a minor problem with the operating room," Director Bai said to Ji Xiang, trying to soften his tone.

"Operating room?"

"One of the operating rooms was closed," Director Bai said. "I forcibly closed it."

Why?

"Come out and talk."

Director Bai was also helpless about the consultation in the ICU. He knew the patient's relatives, so he just went through the motions, but it was obvious that Director Bai had no interest in it.

You arrive, stand for a while, and then you can leave; that's an attitude.

But there's no need to stand for too long.

"With these resources, we could treat 10 more people. Why bother?" Director Bai muttered to himself in a very low voice.

Upon hearing Director Bai's words, and recalling the unfinished words of the system NPC, Ji Xiang's heart stirred.

However, he was very obedient, just like when Professor Zhou asked him to watch over Shen Lang, Ji Xiang held a brick in his hand.

There's no point in saying more about this.

Upon arriving at the ICU office, Director Bai sat down casually, appearing somewhat tired.

"Director Bai, is it about the three surgeons failing in four consecutive surgeries?" Director Liu also came out.

In public, Director Liu was careful not to address Lao Bai as "Old Bai," but rather as "Director Bai."

"Yes." Director Bai looked slightly distressed, as if he had aged a few years.

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

Surgery fails, isn't that just the way things are?

Only patients and their families who know nothing would think that the surgery would definitely succeed and that if it failed, it would be the doctor's responsibility.

Why would an old hand like Director Bai be troubled by this?

Could it be that Director Bai has obsessive-compulsive disorder and can't accept any failure?

"I just heard that the gastrointestinal department underwent an intestinal adhesion release surgery last night, and almost caused a major problem."

"What basket?" Ji Xiang asked.

Director Bai glanced at Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang's tone and how gossipy he was about things seemed different from before.

But Ji Xiang didn't realize it.

After only a short period of empathy, Ji Xiang had already been led astray by Shen Lang, veering so far that even Director Bai and Director Liu noticed something amiss.

"When the patient was about to undergo surgery and the anesthesia was about to begin, the patient complained that there was a large rock pressing on his chest."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang thought of Old Wang, who could suck people's lifespan.

"The blood oxygen saturation was getting lower and lower... The anesthesiologist panicked and dared not administer anesthesia. He stopped the surgery and began resuscitation."

"And then?" Ji Xiang's ears perked up.

"Oxygen saturation of 80%, who would dare to perform that? The patient recovered quickly after the operation, and was lively and energetic again," said Director Liu. "Then there was another emergency surgery, and the same situation occurred. It seems the anesthesiologist on duty last night called the director and sealed off the operating room, right?"

Director Bai grunted in agreement, then said disdainfully, "They said that before the renovation, the third-hand shop encountered an emergency resuscitation. The patient was a woman who arrived at the hospital wearing red underwear. She died shortly after being taken to the operating room. That operating room was considered unlucky."

"..." Ji Xiang almost burst out laughing.

These words must have come from Shen Lang, his brother Lang.

They pretend to be ignorant when they know the truth, and are willing to describe everything with supernatural and bizarre explanations, even though they know everything perfectly well in their hearts.

"But something similar happened again today."

"One is a coincidence, two is a low probability, three definitely means there's a problem, and four will inevitably mean a big problem," Director Bai said. "The key is that the operating room was just renovated, the pipes were re-laid, and the equipment is all new. There's no way it could have any old or worn-out problems."

Director Bai said.

"I overheard the bosses talking about this. Mr. Wu said it was because they touched something they shouldn't have during the renovation. Director Bai, did we consult a feng shui master when we first started building the building?"

Director Bai glanced at Director Liu.

In Ji Xiang's mind, he should have despised and rebuked Director Liu's statement, but he did not expect that Director Bai would nod.

"Don't be surprised, Xiao Ji. Everyone builds houses by hiring people who believe in these things. They may say they don't, but deep down they really do," Director Liu explained with a smile, seeing Ji Xiang's bewildered expression. "The higher you go, the more you believe in these things. It's not uncommon for surgeries to take place upstairs while rituals are performed downstairs."

"..."

Ji Xiang was covered in sweat.

"Mr. Wu and his colleagues said that the feng shui master's formation from back then has been disturbed, which is why patients experience sleep paralysis as soon as they enter the third room."

"Nonsense, this is utter nonsense," Director Bai said. "Who can set up an array in every operating room? Is this some kind of fantasy novel? Or is our hospital some kind of sect's sect?"

"I also think it's impossible. By the way, how's the third-hand market going?"

"Stop. All surgeries will be moved to different operating rooms. We can't move anything until the problem is found."

This is a mature and cautious approach, but where is the problem?

"Shall we take a look?"

"I went to see the contractor," Director Bai said, letting out a distressed sigh.

Ji Xiang rarely saw Director Bai with such an expression. He also knew that although Director Bai seemed very powerful in the clinic, there were many things that were beyond his reach and power to do.

For example, the person who repairs the operating room is definitely not someone Director Bai found. Even the vice president in charge of logistics might not have the final say, and even the president himself might not be able to make the decision.

Who knows how many people are behind such a lucrative position? Ji Xiang has heard about it occasionally.

"What about the equipment supplier?" Director Liu asked.

"The ventilators, monitors, and other equipment work fine in other rooms, but they don't work in other places. It's not a problem with the equipment."

"That's really strange. Could it be that what General Manager Wu and the others were saying was true?" Director Liu said in surprise.

"impossible."

As Director Bai spoke, he picked up his phone and made a call.

The person opposite was saying something, but the more they talked, the uglier Director Bai's expression became.

Finally, he angrily hung up the phone.

Director Liu asked a few questions, but Director Bai remained silent with a gloomy face. He then stood up and strode away without saying a word to Ji Xiang or Liu Zhi.

Director Liu didn't follow either; he pulled Ji Xiang aside.

"Director, what's going on with Section Chief Bai...?"

"I guess something's going on over there, and Lao Bai's unhappy," Director Liu said. "Never mind that."

Ji Xiang hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Director, I'd like to take a look."

"I've never seen you so eager to watch the excitement before," Director Liu said, somewhat puzzled.

Ji Xiang was also taken aback for a moment, but then he realized that he might have been assimilated by Brother Lang without realizing it, and he felt helpless.

"Find Director Lu Gang; he works in the medical affairs department, so you'll have more contact with him."

Ji Xiang thought about it and agreed.

It seems that Director Liu is also unwilling to get involved in this kind of "rotten" matter.

I contacted Lu Gang, who readily agreed to look into the situation. Just before I left work, Lu Gang stormed over to my door, fuming.

"That's fucking outrageous!" Lu Gang said, immediately launching into a tirade of profanities as soon as he sat down.

(End of this chapter)